"Auntie."

For this woman, Bai Hechun didn't know whether to hate or not.

Ruined her wedding, a wedding that was supposed to be perfect.

"Do you hate me, this aunt is a little reluctant?"

Bai Zhi could hear the unwillingness in Bai Hechun's words.

She should have fallen in love with Lin Ruo.

Bai Zhi looked at the room where Lin Ruo was a little surprised, and couldn't see that such an ordinary kid was very popular.

Perhaps, as Bai Changning said, that kid really has an ability that ordinary people can't see, an ability that is rare.

"Nope!"

Yes, there really is, but Bai Hechun knows that he can't say it.

Looking at the woman in front of her, she has never been intimate with herself.

Bai Hechun had seen Bai Zhi when she was very young, and she was also very envious of Bai Zhi.

There has never been a girl like Bai Zhi who has her own personality.

Controlling one's own destiny and owning one's own way out, it is not an attachment to men.

There was once someone, like her father, who forced Bai Zhi to marry someone she didn't like.

But Bai Zhi refused, and the righteous refusal caused an uproar in the entire family.

Everyone is crusading against Bai Zhi's behavior, but has Bai Zhi ever cared?

Don't care at all.

At that time, Bai Zhi said something like this.

Man is just a person, not anyone's who, and my destiny is in my own hands.

The cold and proud face, with pride, is like a thorny rose.

And then no one came to persecute her again.

Because no one dares.

No one is Bai Zhi's opponent, a smile fell into the city, this city is really down.

"A person is just a person, not anyone's who, and my destiny is in my own hands."

Bai Hechun often repeats this sentence, but can he do it, she can't do it.

Otherwise, she would not have agreed to her father's words and chose to marry Bai Yan, and finally suffered from this.

"Aunt Yu is still telling lies, angry, just angry, no is no, you don't hate me like this now."

Bai Zhi smiled sweetly, Bai Hemeng hated it, and it didn't matter if she hated, after all, she disturbed Bai Zhi's good deeds.

Bai Hemeng looked at Bai Zhi's eyes, and suddenly relieved his heart.

"It's still a little."

……

The two people outside were talking very comfortably, but Lin Ruo was not very comfortable, just now in the room, there was an inexplicable sullen breath coming in.

Then my eyes began to fog.

Some inexplicable sounds and pictures appeared in front of me.

Who is 589, is it me, and who is 105?

The picture slowly became clearer, and then the sound was presented, and he lay directly on the ground, falling into a coma.

……

"Rubbing his fists against Mars, watching it shine, our King 105 will use him to dominate this gladiatorial arena for nearly ten years, telling his opponent that he is still the king, seeing his fists like a fire on fire, to be honest, I really can't think of any possibility of 589 winning."

The host is dressed in red, with countless red roses embroidered on the outfit, and his hair is very long, obviously a male host, but this hair is waist-length, and there is also a flower-like hairpin attached.

He looked so enchanting, this waist was a little more slender than a young girl, he stood on a high place, and the wind was very noisy today, seeing him so powerful, this thin body.

I'm really afraid that he will fly away and be carried away by the wind.

In front of the host floats a colorful voice disc, this discs are very gorgeous, and a ribbon nearly three meters long is tied to the head of the conversation, and the head of the conversation will change color with the voice of the male host, and the ribbon just flies in the air.

"Look at 589's body, slender as a bamboo pole, oh my God, I suspect that as long as the wind is a little stronger, I can blow him away, the only pair of eyes that can be seen in the war.

Okay, let's take a look, but isn't this the pitiful expression of the little rabbit when he touches the lion?

Believe me, viewers, this time, 105 will win, and his victory will be as gorgeous as the fireworks he used to bloom, and his opponent is the black scum after the fireworks. ”

"Ahh Ahh ”

The male host likes the expressions of the audience below, they are all swayed by his words and deeds, and the lottery tickets in his hands are constantly swaying with his words.

"There is no suspense at all in this game, Stud 105 is good, now everyone shouts with me, 105 105 105."

Just as the host shouted, everyone in the audience shouted 105, 105 together.

The roar pierced the sky, and the light in the arena was only given to the two people below.

This gladiatorial arena is called the Gravedigger's Colosseum, and this place exists at the midpoint of the entire world, sitting above the Phantom Sea.

It doesn't belong to any country, but it connects all countries, but it is extremely difficult to come from the sea, no one knows his coordinates, but everyone can come in, because he has teleportation points on all continents.

In the entire Blue Star Continent, it is an extremely special existence, and it belongs to a zone that does not care about anything.

Of course, there are also many people, such as the Phantom Realm, Xijiao once wanted to control here, but they could only come from the teleportation array, and later they were surrounded by the real king of the land of death at the door of the teleportation array and killed them one by one, not only that, but also hung the heads of those people on the mouth of the teleportation array, which made the Phantom Realm and Xijiao ashamed.

Because of this accident, the western rubber was almost swallowed by the eastern glue.

However, since this place is called the gladiator's arena, the people in this gladiatorial arena must be some people who have been sentenced to death.

They were supposed to be killed on the throne of the kingdom, but they were stolen out of the way of a tanuki for a prince and transported here as a substitute for the beasts, as a new form of entertainment, for the entertainment of dignitaries and gamblers who came to the city.

Of course, in order to avoid suspicion, those condemned prisoners will also lose their original names after being escorted here, and replace them with numbers.

589's real name is Lin Ruo, he was originally a ninth-year student in the scientific research department of Xingsha Academy, which is an extremely enviable identity, Xingsha Academy is now the supreme institution of the Xingsha Empire, the most powerful country in the entire Blue Star Continent.

……

Where is the place of execution? Why am I there.

Lin Ruo's whole person floated in the air like a ghost, looking at the scene below.

That 589 is him, and he is now fighting with others, a battle between life and death, but why is his memory always missing?

This memory is like a missing existence, that is, it cannot be remembered, and it is missing.

Lin Ruo chose to continue to read this memory.

……

The people who can enter this academy mean that he has a talent that is different from ordinary people, whether it is in martial arts attainments or military affairs, although Lin Ruo is neither, but he has an ability that makes him champion in the entire Xingsha Academy, that is, his talent for machinery and energy, which makes him go further and further on the road of scientific research.

If nothing else, as long as he can successfully graduate, even if he can't become a life master who is admired by thousands of people (referring to people who rely on natal beasts to fight), he can also become a scientific researcher who exists behind the life master and assists him, and he will become a very good scientific researcher, at least at that time, his salary will be able to support himself and his sister, as well as the lifelong childhood plum.

The dream was so beautiful, just when he thought that everything would go according to the established trajectory, everything changed, and it was so unexpected, until now he didn't understand what was going on, and inexplicably he became the murderer of the three princes of the Principality of Xingsha, the friend he had just made, a friend who made him close when he saw it.

How could he go back and kill him? But in fact, in that scene, when he pulled out the short knife inserted in Lin Mengxi's body, the imperial city guard who appeared in front of him after a few rays of light flashed in an instant, as well as the evidence left at the scene, all defined him as a murderer, so that he had no way to refute, or no chance to refute.

In prison, he was puzzled, and even appealed many times, but all he got was the cold wall, and in the end he was sentenced to death, it was raining heavily that day, walking on the way to the execution table, the mud under his feet made him slip, and the cold rain fell on his body, and he knew that death was already with him.

When the cold axe fell with the rain, the water splashed, and his consciousness was ecstasy, and when he woke up, everything had changed drastically.

589 is his current number, and the person he is facing now, he can know from the mouth of the person standing on the high platform and pulling the's throat that this person who is numbered with the same number as him should be the winning streak here.

That's right, this man now gives him the same feeling, a powerful breath, scorching like magma, furious like a torrential rain, messy and wild breath in the air, roaring like a beast in the mountains, these breaths are all filled with the smell of blood and some choking murderous aura inside.

This murderous aura is so real, like substance, it feels like a dead man, and there is no other thought except killing.

……

This murderous aura could be felt even by Lin Ruo now, and he even felt that there was this aura staring at him in the void, which frightened him to turn around.

But there was nothing else behind him except for the vast expanse.

……

The senses that this feeling brought to him were completely different from when he was in Xingsha Academy.

At that time, although there was some gap between him and others in Xingsha Academy, those people seemed a lot more immature, and that immaturity allowed him to come up with a variety of ways to fight back, but now this opponent, he has only one way to meet it.

The black and cold wooden fence that he just let him out behind him close again, and the rumbling sound fell on his heart, like a boulder, and now the battle between him and 105 belongs to the battle of the trapped beasts, whoever wins, the wooden fence behind him will rise, and the person who loses can only turn into green smoke and dissipate, and he will not even have a lonely grave.

Afraid, he must have it, but admitting defeat is impossible, Lin Ruo looked at the sky, the air here is as beautiful as Xingsha Academy, but the air here is spread with a salty smell, the smell of seawater.

It was the first time he had participated in this kind of battle, as if he were an ornamental beast, and although this was his first battle, he knew very well that he had to win this battle, and he had other important things to do.

On the other side of the gladiatorial arena, 105 is gearing up, yellow ground, and some red spots, this is his home field, here, he has buried many people, and today he will return with a full load, the flame is all he has, and it is also a weapon to destroy others.

The flames clinged to his hands and danced like a flaming butterfly.

He likes such an opponent, this weak body, it will fall when the wind blows, isn't this not the goods that he will die with one palm, because even if this palm passes, he misses, the other party can't die, and his strong palm wind can also make 589 fly.

The person on the other side is definitely a point question in his opinion, and he has now won 67 games, as long as he reaches 100 games, he can get a new life and regain his freedom.

So in his opinion, what 589 is showing now is nothing more than adding another stroke to his brilliant record.

As long as you stand on this field, it means that both sides are ready, 105 grinned, "poof", and the whole person flew out like a rocket, his claws were not only sharp, but also attached to the scorching flames, as long as it touched 589's body, even if it was just the corner of his clothes, his flames would instantly detonate 589's body.

This poor, skinny little creature may have been here for the first time, he didn't know what he was going to face, looking at him shivering, 105 could only smile and say sorry in his heart, only the victor could live here.

In this gladiatorial arena, except for the first few high-ranking people, no one is his opponent for osteoerythrophylvanitis.

The red flame can melt hard rock, or burn through space into faults, and his opponents can only watch him eat and be riddled with osteoerythrophy, and the game is over from the beginning.

"Look, look, look at our 105 sturdy body, the fire is so hot, as if it is like layers of waves, to destroy that little poor worm, wouldn't it be easy, too bloody, too bloody, I can't bear to look at it, but I like it."

The presenter's voice on the stage was almost crazy, and he liked to stir up the atmosphere in the whole room, just like now, everyone was cheering.

"Woohoo, whoa." The spectators in the ring saw the red flames turn into pillars of light, moving from the original 105 to 589 at a speed that was difficult to track with the naked eye.

The boiling lava above the ground, sometimes red and smoking bubbles boiling upwards, had seen it countless times, and each time such a sight appeared, 105's opponent would turn to steam.

In the past, some people were much stronger than the 589, but the results were without exception, so they thought that there would be no surprises today.

And what they think in their minds is what 105 thinks in their minds, this game is stable, they are simply sending points, their hearts are happy, and they have a second to pity 589, thinking that this poor person, the first time he goes to the ring, he will die like this.