Wang Li was in a very bad mood

It only took him a day to get back to the main city from the fortress, and he was almost vomiting bile from the road. He was so out of breath that he didn't even bother to take a sip of water before he went to the high priest and truthfully reported the death of the boss to him, and what did he get for his dutiful service?

"Got it." That's all three words. If there is more, it is too little, and get out.

Wang Li almost had a seizure at that time.

God is pitiful, he didn't expect the superior to be grateful to him. His requirements are actually not high, just a little bigger than sesame. That is, the high priest can be a little more noble, pat him on the shoulder, and say something else in a tone that can even move him a little, "It's hard work." ”

Well, it's actually two words.

Wang Li stood in front of the window, looking down on the square. Thousands of men knelt on the ground, waiting for the priest to come and preside over the prayer service. It is the daily routine of the arena to pray to the Lord God every morning for blessings and repentance, regardless of gender, month after month, year after year.

Bullshit, he thought indignantly. The Lord God will not care whether you have committed adultery in your previous life, let alone whether you have pretended to reflect on yourself and blame yourself. He wanted to yell at the offerings outside the window, scolding them for being all Shabi, the Lord God would never care about you! Not in the past, not now, and not in the future!

Then why does the Lord God punish us? Bah! We're going to be tied up in this hellish place and working hard to the death, it's pure bad luck, it's about our karma?

Of course, he just thought about these words. The Lord God doesn't care about his rebellion, but the High Priest and his dogleg don't either. Every time they had the opportunity to demonstrate their authority and piety, they were always positive.

Wang Li was a little gloomy, he had traveled to the arena for so many years, and he had fought countless battles, but the points he had saved were pitiful, just enough for him to be promoted to the second order. It's still very early to become a third-order, and it's even more distant to go home.

What have I gotten?

"Good morning, my sun," two lotus arms slid over his shoulders. Wang Li felt the damp heat coming from his back, and a pair of soft and soft protrusions stuck to it. "Don't you sleep again?" She caressed her master's chest.

At least I got her.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up before noon," he said, turning around, putting his arms around the woman, and kissing her with ease, "Good morning, my moon." ”

His moon name was Xue Tong, and he was a second-order warrior who met Wang Li during the Battle of the Divine Will two years ago. To be honest, it was an experience that was not very memorable, and it couldn't be compared to romance. When two people get along, they will always deliberately avoid it, when it never exists.

"What are we going to do next?" Xue Tong smiled like a flower.

“…… Let's go to sparring. ”

The training ground is located at the base of the northern wall of the main city and covers a vast area. When Wang Li and his personal slaves arrived here, many of them had already arrived first. Hand-to-hand combat, bow shooting, javelin throwing, hand-to-hand combat, shouting and crashing one after another, the scene is very lively.

It could have been more lively.

"What do you say? What could have been better? Xue Tong, who was walking in front, turned his head and asked.

Wang Li came back to his senses and casually said perfunctorily, "I didn't say anything." I must have just said what was going on in my head again. He stiffly reversed the subject: "I think it's good here, we can't get in the way of others."

"Do you boxing or guns first? Master. ”

"You've got your pick." He slapped the woman's buttocks.

"Then let's practice guns first." Xue Tong handed Wang Li a practice stick, then took a few steps back with her own one, put on a posture, and aimed it at the master's chest with the messy end, "Old rules? ”

"The old rules." Wang Li sank into the dantian, firmly established his footing, and stared at the opponent without squinting, "You go first." ”

Save, stab, hit, pick, block, bark, frame, close, the two saw the moves, and in an instant, it was already dozens of rounds. A tiger and a tiger are in the wind, a silver snake is dancing, and the crackling sound is endless.

The first practice quickly divided the winner and loser, Wang Li accidentally revealed a flaw, and Xue Tong immediately grabbed a step and hit the back of his hand. The man ate the pain and abandoned the stick, and his face was painful, which frightened the woman.

"Master, you, are you alright?"

"Okay," Wang Li gritted his teeth, "This little bit hurts, let's continue to practice." ”

So the second game continued, followed by the third, and then the fourth. Wang Li gradually let go of his hands and feet, and the speed of the stick became faster and faster, and the force became more and more fierce.

Wang Li returned to the battlefield, and he saw the brothers shouting along with him, charging together towards the spears like a forest. He saw them stabbed, he saw them cling to the shafts of spears that had pierced into their bodies, he saw them bent over. He roared and leaped to his feet, stepping on the flat backs of his brethren and leaping into the air.

"Lord, master, you are moving too fast! I can't stand it! ”

Wang Li saw his nightmare, the woman like the wind. She bypassed his interception like the wind, flew the guards' weapons like the wind, slashed their necks like the wind, and wrestled with his boss like the wind, until another woman joined in, and together they laid the end for the man's fiasco.

"The hosts! Master! Wake up, it's me, it's me! Wake up! ”

The woman like the wind had a different face, her cheeks stained with blood, her lips smirked at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty longing. She unsheathed his spear and slammed it into his heart.

"Die! Bedbug! The Xue Tong roared in his memory.

"Stop! Ali! "Xue Tong in reality begged.

Wang Li suddenly felt a shock from his mouth, and he saw a big thick and sturdy hand grasping the long stick. The mess on the long stick had already dispersed during the blow, revealing the not-so-sharp but equally fatal head of the stick.

Then he saw that the head of the stick was aimed at Xue Tong's throat, and it was only a few inches away.

"No, no, no, what have I done?" Wang Li was shocked and let go of the long stick. "Ah Tong, you don't matter, right?"

The woman didn't answer, she sat on the ground, her arms propped up on her leaning back, and she kept shaking. The man stepped forward with open arms, trying to reassure her. The woman's response was to scream and crawl out in panic, trying to get away from his embrace.

The other thick hand pressed Wang Li's shoulder, its complexion appeared a little sallow, and there was an obvious fault at the wrist.

"Don't touch her, at least not for now. You frightened her out and told her to speak slowly. Hi! Who's, yes, that's you, come here! Put this woman back, mouth dessert, good coaxing. ”

Xue Tong was quickly taken away by the one who took it. She kept sobbing, and bursts of crying pierced into Wang Li's heart like needles.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, there's nothing to see, just do whatever you have to do." Someone began to clear the scene, and the crowd slowly dispersed, exchanging heads and ears from time to time.

"Phew, if you didn't have much strength left, I really wouldn't have been able to stop you. It's so condescending to be a captain for your ability. ”

"Thank you." Wang Li said stiffly.

"You're welcome, after all, I owe you a personal favor, and a priest."

"When did you come back?"

"Just came back, and I was supposed to tell you about the scout you caught. Well, ...... now, let's talk about it another day. ”

“…… Makes you laugh. ”

"Captain Wang, Captain Wang, you can see the outside. Who can not have a pimple in their heart? Who hasn't been hurt in the heart? You have yours, and I certainly have mine. Relax, brother, I know you don't want to hurt her. But then again, she's no worse than you. Second-order? ”

Wang Li nodded, "Second-order, we met two years ago. ”

"Hmm, I seem to have heard her call you Ali just now?"

"She often calls her that, and we have a very close relationship."

"Heh, your ability to seduce girls seems to be even better, you two must have been very romantic when they first met."

"It's very romantic," Wang Li smiled wryly and pointed to his left chest, where there was a small pale white spot that was barely visible. "She stabbed it here, and it was just a little bit away from the heart. Thanks to Momo, otherwise I wouldn't be alive now. ”

"Well, it seems that the priest who brainwashed her is the most powerful. It's not easy for you to live with the person who almost killed you for two years. ”

"It's not easy for anyone to live in this fucking world."

"It's also said that it's not easy for anyone. There is still a long way to go, so you have to be strong. ”

"Hehe, be stronger? Do you know how long it's been since I've crossed over to the arena? Do you know how many battles I've fought? ”

"I don't know, but I know you're not strong enough, and you can be stronger."

He patted Wang Li on the shoulder, "You're too tired, take a good rest." Three months will pass quickly, and you can't go to war like this. ”

After the other party finished speaking, he left, leaving Wang Li to ponder alone. The sun climbed to the highest point and slowly set in the west. At dusk, Xue Tong, who saw that her master had not returned for a long time, came to the silent training ground, and the woman saw that her man was not moving at all, and the figure standing was like a statue.

"Ali?" She stepped forward and called softly.

Wang Li turned around, his face was full of tears, and he threw himself into the woman's arms, crying silently.

"Ah Tong," the man's feelings completely burst, and he cried bitterly for almost losing her, "I'm sorry." ”

He knew he wasn't strong enough, and that he still had a long way to go.