"The City of Condor, the City of Blood Light. God Sibal, please grant us courage, please accept our sacrifice. ”

The singing team danced stiff movements, muttered and sang in their mouths.

Han Asa stood in the middle of the crowd, and no one noticed that she belonged here.

She noticed that Ji Lisha was not in the gladiatorial arena, and that Ji Sute should be accompanied by his wife, Qiao Jia.

Han Qian felt that maybe she had a little understanding of why Himesa was like an innocent girl.

Because, Ji Sut hardly let her have any contact with the outside world. Her world, lonely, simple. Her world is only a few slaves and Jisut.

More than 500 slaves were taken in each of them, with a time limit of 100 drums.

After 100 drums, the surviving slaves, in the minds of the slaves, will be a new life given by the god of Pudaus.

More than 50,000 slaves, a full 100 gladiatorial arena killings. However, before sunset, as long as there are no accidents, this 'declaration of war' ceremony can be completed.

Han Qian knew that Ah Mo might be taken to this evil slaughterhouse in the back.

"Ah, Lord Sibal, accept our friendly sacrifice."

A priest sends devotion to the merciless heavens.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

The drums began to beat.

The slaves, who heard the drums, began to run around the arena, which was their fate.

At this time, I saw Li Shuge riding a horse and rushing into the gladiatorial arena first, the sword in his hand was like the open mouth of hell.

Her swift hooves rushed forward, and with a sword slashed at the back of a running slave girl.

"Ah~" The slave girl groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

Ji Yunjing's horse stepped on the body of the slave girl, and with a sword cut off the head of a slave, and hot blood gushed out from the neck.

Then, Yuyan Qiao and Ji Yujie rode forward. Then, followed by a dozen elite soldiers in military uniforms, they rushed into the gladiatorial arena like a grim reaper.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

"Ah~Ah~Ah~"

The air was full of drums and screams.

In the gladiatorial arena, blood splattered everywhere, and the faces and bodies of the noble lady and the elite soldiers began to be dyed blood red.

"Grand Prince, it seems that the great god of Siba has not given you strength." While making fun of Ji Yunjing, Li Shuge slashed off a man's entire arm with a sword, and blood rushed out, splashing her face instantly.

The corners of Ji Yunjing's mouth arced, and he looked at the two slaves who were running forward, a sword, neatly slashed, and the heads of the two slaves who were like grass mustard fell to the ground at the same time.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Han Qian saw Ji Yujie's swords, each sword hit the heart of the slave, as if it was a sword that eats people's hearts.

Her brows furrowed, how could it be, how could these people use the warm hands of their lover's face to kill lives like this. Or have their hands never really warmed?

She gritted her teeth and kept the tears from flowing.

She couldn't believe that on the gladiatorial arena, on the bloody ground, there was her husband, who had demonically stepped on these corpses.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

"Ah~Ah~Ah~"

A pair of eyes, as big as a copper bell before death, were consciously closed at the moment of death.

When the last sound of the drums stopped, Li Shuge seized the last bit of time to kill one.

Today, the lord and Riña are there, and she doesn't dare to be too presumptuous.

After the drumming stopped, Li Shuge and the others rode away in bloody clothes.

The living and walking slaves supported each other in the gladiatorial arena.

Another 500 were already standing under the gladiatorial arena.

About 100 slaves from the slave owner's castle carried the shelves to the gladiatorial arena. It was cleaned up in an instant, and the gladiatorial arena was calm again.

Then, the 500 slaves who were waiting for their fate went to the gladiatorial arena again, the drums began to sound, and a dozen other elite soldiers rode into the gladiatorial arena.

Han Qian really couldn't stand it, it was too cruel, she returned to the house of the slave owner's castle, Ji Yujie happened to be changing clothes, and when he saw Han Qian coming in, he turned around slightly.

Han Qian looked at Ji Yujie's Chiguo's strong muscles, and her heart tumbled infinitely. She is a modern person, she looked through the information of the capital massacre back then, and suddenly drew her sword and stabbed it towards Ji Yujie's left back heart.

Ji Yujie was already in the second stage of Qi training, and the killing intent behind him made him easily dodge.

And, with just two fingers, he bounced the 'giant beast' on the now powerless shallow hand to the ground.

Han Qian gritted his teeth and looked at him, and the anger in his heart was obvious, and his chest sank together. This devil, this devil of all evils!!

Ji Yujie didn't understand Han Qian's behavior, and looked at Han Qian's face full of anger. Suddenly thinking of last night's events, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say, "Last night, I drank too much." ”

This woman, if it weren't for the damage to her meridians, almost hurt herself.

Han Qian stepped forward and picked up the 'giant beast' on the ground in silence. After sheathing the beast and placing it on the table, he walked to the window. She felt a lot of headaches.

Ji Yujie changed his clothes and sat on the sofa without saying a word. The air in the room was quiet, one sitting, the other standing, each with his own thoughts.

Ji Yujie asked Kethivan to give the condor coins that the slave was in charge of, and if it was Grandma's turn to accept the judgment of fate, the steward would come to inform him.

"As soon as I play, Ji Yunjing will definitely play too." Ji Yujie said to Han Qian. Ji Yunjing is competitive, and he will definitely prove that he is much stronger than Ji Yujie in front of Ji Sute.

At that time, the person he Ji Yujie wanted to protect secretly became the target of Ji Yunjing's hunting.

Han Qian turned around and looked at Ji Yujie. His eyebrows were cold, and he threatened, "Then I'll go and beg him now." ”

Ji Yujie stood up angrily, his red eyes walked towards the cold, and he pinched her chin fiercely, "Do you have a little shame?" If you are shameless, I can fulfill you. With that, he pulled off her cloak and was about to rip off her clothes.

Han Qianyi grabbed his hand and looked at him with some sadness, "I'm sorry..."

She really wanted to save Grandma, and the bloodshed in the gladiatorial arena just now also made her extremely uncomfortable. That's why he made such a statement to stimulate Ji Yujie. She finally couldn't stop crying...

In her mind, the scenes of flesh and blood flying, and the pictures of blood splashing made her break down and cry. For the first time since she came here, she wanted to cry as much as she could.

Ji Yujie knew that this woman would cry too. Was it for the sake of those two slaves, or was it because he bullied her last night? He really couldn't understand it, in his perception of Yu Hanqian, it seemed that neither of these two things could constitute a reason for her to be sad and crying. Could it be that I have a misunderstanding of her?

He unconsciously held the fragile Han Qian in his arms, and his hand unconsciously stroked the hair of the woman in his arms who was going to kill him just now.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Ji Yujie said, gently pushing away the Yu Hanqian in his arms. He looked at Ketivan who walked in through the door.

"Second son, Vaisharishi is already waiting for the judgment of fate outside the gladiatorial arena."

"Okay, let's go." Ji Yujie said as he walked outside.