"Why did you want to save me?" Zhou Qing helped the thirteenth slave up from the ground, and the man stared at Zhou Qing with his eyes fixed on him, and asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Qing didn't say a word, his arm was on the shoulder of the thirteenth slave, and the majestic power of Aoki poured into his body.

Suddenly, a feeling of comfort all over the body flowed through the body of slave No. 13.

Slave No. 13's face was filled with a hint of comfort.

Although Zhou Qing did not answer his question, the thirteenth slave also understood at this moment, no matter what Zhou Qing's intentions were, at least he should not harm himself.

Thinking of this, a bright light appeared in the eyes of slave No. 13.

For many years, he has been imprisoned in the Blood Arena, like a beast, raised there, and used as a tool to make money in the Blood Arena.

Slave Thirteen, who has always wanted to escape from the Blood Arena.

However, his strength is no longer at the peak of the year, and the idea of escaping from the bloody arena is even more distant.

Today, he wanted to fight to the death, but Zhou Qing's appearance gave him new hope, maybe the young man in front of him could have a way to take him out of the blood arena.

Blood Arena.

In the silent room, a middle-aged man with a cold breath sat on a chair.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes, like an eagle falcon, were very terrifying, and in his body, there was an invisible bloody aura permeating, making the whole room feel a bloodthirsty rage, and this person was the owner of the blood arena, Wu Tuo.

In the past, Wu Tuo was a loose cultivator with no sect and no school.

On weekdays, he relied on shā're:n to capture treasures to obtain many cultivation martial arts, as well as a large number of spirit stones, and with those treasures, Wu Tuo's strength continued to improve, reaching the fivefold level of the Earth Martial Realm.

However, just more than ten years ago, Wu Tuo accidentally offended a very terrifying big family.

In that family, the top powerhouse is the Seventh Martial Realm.

Under the pursuit of that strong man, Wu Tuo narrowly escaped several times, and he survived again and again.

But since then, Wu Tuo has had to live like a reptile in the damp tenth, dodging.

It wasn't until later, by chance, that Wu Tuo met Zhao Huangyu.

Zhao Huangyu appreciated Wu Tuo's ruthless temperament very much, so he settled the enemy who was chasing and killing Wu Tuo, and then took Wu Tuo to Shake Light City.

With the support of Zhao Huangyu, Wu Tuo soon established a blood arena in the dungeon.

Over the years, the Blood Arena has grown in size.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire dungeon, in addition to the super-large auction held by the Yanyu Building, the Blood Arena is the most profitable place.

Wu Tuo has been in a high position all these years, and there is an invisible majesty emanating from his body.

Crunch......

The door was pushed open, and Jamu walked slowly.

"Jia Mu, have you brought back the thirteenth slave?" Wu Tuo said in a deep voice.

"The owner, the person brought it back, but something happened to it. Jia Mu spoke slowly, and he recounted in detail what had happened before.

"Zixuan, that little girl, wants the thirteenth slave, what is her relationship with that slave?" Wu Tuo frowned after listening to Jia Mu's story.

Although Wu Tuo's appearance is that of a middle-aged man, the age of a warrior cannot be judged by his appearance after all.

Take Shenhou Zhao Qiongxiao as an example, although he is also middle-aged, he is already more than two hundred years old, and he is only a hundred years younger than Zixuan's grandfather.

As for Wu Tuo, he is already more than a hundred years old.

Zixuan is only in her twenties, and in front of Wu Tuo, she is indeed just a little girl.

Although Zixuan is still old, Wu Tuo doesn't dare to have any contempt for her, after all, behind Zixuan is Yanyu Building.

Jia Mu shook his head and said, "Field master, according to my observation, Miss Zixuan doesn't seem to have anything to do with the thirteenth slave, and the reason why she wants to save the thirteenth slave seems to be because of a teenager. ”

"Owner, that young man didn't know where he came from, I observed Miss Zixuan, and there was a difference in the eyes of the young man

Ordinary meaning. ”

"It seems that Miss Zixuan values that young man very much. ”

"And ......" Jia Mu paused, and said in a cold voice: "Field master, my arm was cut off by that young man." ”

"The boy acted so fiercely that he cut off an arm without even me noticing. ”

"What an interesting boy. The corners of Wu Tuo's lips lifted a cold arc and whispered to himself.

Zhou Qing not only wanted the thirteenth slave, but also cut off Jia Mu's arm, which was simply provoking the majesty of the blood arena.

"Let's go, take me to meet Miss Zixuan, and by the way, let me see if that decisive and ruthless kid has three heads and six arms and dares to provoke the majesty of my blood arena. Wu Tuohan said.

Blood Arena, in a spacious hall.

Zixuan, Zhou Qing and Liu Xian'er sat on the chairs, while the thirteenth slave stood silently beside Zhou Qing without saying a word.

"Haha...... Miss Zixuan is here, Wu has missed the distance, and hopes to forgive the sin. Wu Tuo strode over, he arched his hand at Zixuan, and chuckled.

"Master Wu, since you are here, then Zixuan will also say directly, I want this slave, I hope you can sell me face and hand over the person to me. Zixuan said bluntly.

Wu Tuo said in a deep voice: "Miss Zixuan, I believe you already know what this slave has done in my blood arena." ”

"He killed my brother Wu Ling, if I let him go like this, then what kind of face will I have in the future to stay in this dungeon. ”

"Miss Zixuan, in my blood arena, you can take any slave away, but he can't!"

"Master Wu, are you just not giving me face like this?" Zi Xuan said with a solemn face.

"It's not that Wu doesn't give Miss Zixuan face, if I give this slave to Miss Zixuan, then I won't be bullied in the future. Wu Tuo's voice was slightly cold, and he said.

"Moreover, Miss Zixuan, I heard that you don't know this slave, so why bother Wu for him? Could it be that Miss Zixuan is for this little white face

face, just with Wu. ”

Wu Tuo's scrutinizing gaze fell on Zhou Qing's body.

This kid who is only a heavy kid in the Purple Mansion Realm was able to cut off Jia Mu's arm with a single sword, and Wu Tuo was a little curious about Zhou Qing.

Zixuan's eyes were furious, and she said angrily: "Master Wu, then you want to be the enemy of my Yanyu Building, since this is the case, you just wait for the Blood Arena to disappear!"

Wu Tuo smiled and said, "Miss Zixuan, I'm afraid you don't have that much energy, let the Blood Arena disappear from the dungeon!"

"Moreover, I think if Ye Lao knew that you would not hesitate to use the power of Yanyu Tower to destroy the Blood Arena for the sake of a slave, he would not have agreed. ”

"Miss Zixuan, please go back! If Wu is offended today, then I will come to the door another day to apologize, as for this slave, you can't take it away. ”

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"Wu Tuo, you ......" Zixuan trembled angrily.

Zhou Qing walked over, patted Zixuan's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Zixuan, you don't need to be angry, I think Master Wu is not unwilling to hand over this slave, but he has other plans." ”

"Right? Zhou Qing looked at Wu Tuo and said in a deep voice.

From the moment Wu Tuo appeared, Zhou Qing noticed that all Wu Tuo's attention was basically on him.

Presumably Wu Tuo also guessed that it was not Zixuan, but Zhou Qing, who wanted the thirteenth slave.

Wu Tuo really didn't dare to offend Yanyulou, but he didn't take Zhou Qing in his eyes, Wu Tuo was confident that Zixuan would not really be an enemy of him for Zhou Qing.

Wu Tuo smiled slightly and said, "Boy, you are really a smart person, I am really curious, where did you come from, and you were able to make Miss Zixuan, not hesitate to offend the blood arena, for you." ”

"To tell you the truth, if this slave is really Miss Zixuan's needs, then I, Wu Tuo, will naturally hand over someone, but if you want someone, then you have to follow the rules of the blood arena!"

"What rules?" Zhou Qing frowned.

"Bet your life with your life!" Wu Tuo showed a calm smile on his face, and said slowly: "Use your life to gamble on the life of this slave, if you win, you can naturally take people away." ”

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