Chapter 135: Ancestral Silver Needle
turned his head to look at Yin Xian again, and saw him sitting at the table with a pair of eyes that were neither happy nor sad, with staggered outlines and an indescribable solemn and heroic spirit.
No matter what kind of bloody wind and rain was in the ring, no matter how bloodthirsty and crazy the spectators were in the audience, he lowered his eyes and looked indifferent, as if he was separated from here into two worlds.
Luo Nanyin stepped forward curiously and said, "You didn't come here to watch others fight, right?" ”
Yin Xian lowered his eyes, picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip, and his Adam's apple slid as he swallowed, his movements were delicate and elegant.
He said: "Today is the day of victory. ”
On the day of the decisive victory, the person who finally wins today can choose a treasure of the Yin Yang Temple to take away, so today's competition is particularly bloody and brutal.
Luo Nanyin called a plate of melon seeds, and looked at them while snorting, while Forsythia dutifully peeled the melon seeds one by one, did not eat them himself, and then put the melon seeds on a clean porcelain plate for Luo Nanyin to eat.
The blood-spurting teenager in the ring had been defeated, and he lay on the ring without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
As soon as the victory or defeat was scored, someone carried the teenager on the stage away, and then a group of small guys came out and quickly cleaned up the blood stains in the ring.
And the winner withdrew when the victory was already decided, and Luo Nanyin could only see his red-clothed and blood-strong color.
Luo Nanyin swallowed melon seeds and said vaguely: "This is the end of the fight?" There's no next one, there's no one in the ring. ”
Luo Nanyin asked Forsythia with her eyes, and Forsythia was also confused, she was also the first time to come to the bottom arena of the Yin Yang Palace, and she didn't understand many rules.
As soon as she finished asking, she only heard the voice of the spectators suddenly rise, and a group of coolly dressed dancers came from nowhere in the ring, and then the music played, and the dancers on the stage were enchanting and seductive.
It turned out to be an intermission.
It seems that from ancient times to the present, color. Affection and violence are the most primitive desires of the human heart.
Most of the spectators under the ring were men, and when they saw this cool, charming and enchanting beauty, their blood suddenly soared, and their whole faces were flushed, and the laughter was wave after wave.
Luo Nanyin glanced at these people with disgust, still snorting melon seeds in his mouth, and said with great disgust: "Tsk, look at these men, they have never seen the world, and they can't stand it anymore when they show up like this, if they have seen something more exciting, wouldn't they just go to the Hades Palace to report it?" ”
These dancing girls on the stage just showed a small waist, occasionally looming their thighs, and then put on a few sultry movements, and the group of people in the audience couldn't stand it.
Tsk, I don't know what these people would be like if they saw a modern festival.
Forsythia suddenly said in a loud voice: "Miss said as if you had seen something more exciting, in the eyes of the slave, such a dress is already very exciting!" ”
"Oops, don't call me Miss!" Luo Nanyin spit out a melon seed shell and said cautiously, "It's too unsafe here, it's more reliable to pretend to be a maid." ”
There are people throwing darts on the way, and at the bottom of this Yin-Yang Palace, there are many people who are extremely vicious, maybe anyone who knows her true identity will come to take her life, and it is better to keep a low profile outside.
As he spoke, Luo Nanyin glanced at Yin Xian again, squinted and laughed: "We are all Childe's handmaidens, if there is any danger, Childe must remember to protect us." ”