Chapter 212: The Colosseum. 12

Her body was covered with wounds from the tiger, and blood soaked her dress.

On oneโ€™s last legs.

However, the tiger eventually died at her hands.

When a person is facing the threat of death, the power that can burst out of his body is amazing.

She kept a breath, Zhan Yu didn't let her die, let people heal her, and then personally sent her to the sacrificial platform, where she suffered the pain of a thousand knives.

Finally, crush her bones and scatter her to ashes.

Zhan Yu didn't let her get up, she couldn't get up, her knees were numb, her body was motionless, she knelt on the ground with her head down, and heard Zhan Yu's cold voice whistling in her ears: "This one, who will go up?" โ€

It was quiet down there, and no one said a word.

The tiger, even bigger than usual, was so hungry in this iron cage that its eyes were red, and as soon as it entered, it would be eaten as prey.

Besides, after the emperor's appearance just now, everyone is now a little frightened.

Naturally, no one dared to make such a show.

"What, no one?" The emperor's voice was very steady, arranging his sleeves, lowering his eyes, and squinting at the silent imperial family and ministers.

Those people bowed their heads for fear that the emperor would see him.

The eldest princess Yongle glanced at the people below, and sneered in her heart, a group of rice buckets.

His eyes made contact with Zhan Yue, and he was holding up his wine and raising his head to drink.

When he put down the wine glass, he looked at the throne and was about to speak, but the battle emperor seemed to notice it and spoke before him.

The man's voice was low, hoarse but cold: "Since no one is going, then, it's up to you." โ€

He threw the handkerchief that the maidservant handed him to wipe his fingers on the table, raised his eyebrows, and pointed his finger at Qiu Yinong, who was kneeling on the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Qi Qi looked at Qiu Yinong, a look of sympathy and compassion flashed in his eyes, and there was schadenfreude.

Waiting to see a good show.

Zhan Yue put away his words, since the emperor already has a candidate, why does he need to be in the limelight?

Sure enough, the emperor began to show his ministers a good show.

It's a clever counterattack.

Zhan Yue looked at the dry bone Huan under the high seat, wanting to see the man's face now.

Put the autumn on the cusp, everyone's intentions seem to be incredible.

He lowered his head, a smile on his lips.

Qiu Yinong felt that there was an ice blade-like look on her body, and she already understood that Zhan Yu wanted her to enter the cage and duel with the tiger.

Is this a silent revenge?

There was no evidence to kill her openly, so he found such an opportunity to make her food in the tiger's mouth.

This man has a poisonous heart!!

Yongle raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yue, and saw that he didn't plan to intercede for Qiu Yinong, so she simply handled it safely, besides, she was really looking forward to this play.

Autumn is dead, so it's a little less troublesome.

No matter what the purpose of the war is, without autumn, it will be simpler.

The Warlord leaned on the throne, his eyes floating in shadows, but he was quickly submerged in the deep pool of silence.

The man's voice was cold: "Since you can play the piano well, you must be a woman with exquisite eight faces, if you can come out alive, I will let you become an official and become a knight, and you will be promoted step by step in the harem." โ€

All four were shocked.

Although the words of a man as noble as God seem to be a good incentive, they are secretly murderous.

He knew that she would never get out of the cage alive.

Where did the official get in?

He's going to let her die!!

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