Zhang Ye followed the prestige and wanted to see who was so brave that the slaves with sycabies and chirping dared to buy them.

But when Zhang Ye saw this, he was stunned.

The voice was a girl with long blue hair, she was wearing a small blue dress, and even her eyes were blue, like sapphires. Although her hair and eyes are blue, the girl's skin is very white, and against such a background, the girl looks so different that Zhang Ye can see her at a glance.

The blue-haired girl was counting the money, and after handing over the two crystal nuclei, she came to Zhang Ye: "Hey, you are my person." ”

The girl's voice was very good, there was a sense of etherealism, and for a while, she was out of her mind.

The slave merchant took Zhang Ye's dog collar away, so Zhang Ye regained his strength, but the slave merchant handed over the master-servant contract to the blue-haired girl, and Zhang Ye still couldn't make waves.

However, after Zhang Ye had some kind of spiritual connection with the girl, he could feel her tenderness even more.

"My name is Zhang Ye. "Being bought by a beautiful girl is better than those bad old men or disgusting fat women, Zhang Ye thinks he is handsome and introduces himself.

"Zhang Ye? From now on, you will be called Wangcai. The girl touched Zhang Ye's dog head with a satisfied face.

Zhang Ye was stunned on the spot, he somewhat understood the feeling of naming Ah Hua, Tuanzi, and Tongtian at the beginning, this is really retribution.

"Then what's your name?" Zhang Ye didn't argue with reason, and he had a good relationship with the girl, so he might let himself go later.

When Zhang Ye asked, he also guessed the girl's name in his heart, and with the girl's naming level, it was difficult for her to call Laifu.

"I, my name is Deep Blue, but you have to call me master. The girl looked proud, "Still stunned to do something, keep up with the master." After the girl finished speaking, she turned and left.

Looking at the girl's bouncing back, she looks like a blue elf, this name matches her quite well, but why do you want to name yourself Wangcai?

Zhang Ye was pondering, the power of the master-servant contract hit him like lightning, this was the girl urging herself, Zhang Ye had to follow behind her.

"That, what are you buying me back for?" Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment and stepped forward quickly.

The girl put her hands behind her back, turned around and walked backwards, and smiled: "Guess what." ”

If you want Zhang Ye to guess, it is best to be a male pet and be whipped every night, but this is impossible.

Zhang Ye thought for a moment: "When people are doing chores?"

The girl stretched out her white and tender little hand and shook her fingers: "No." ”

Zhang Ye guessed a few more, but he didn't guess correctly, and the girl said: "I'll name you Wangcai, of course I want to make money for this master!"

Before Zhang Ye could react, the girl turned around: "It's here!"

Zhang Ye looked up, but it was a huge and majestic arc-shaped building, with a signboard of "Ten Thousand Worlds Gladiatorial Arena" hanging on the door of the building, and many monks in strange costumes came in and out, so it was not lively.

"Do you want me to work in this gladiatorial arena?" Zhang Ye felt that something was wrong.

"It's a part-time job. The girl liked to laugh very much, showing two small tiger teeth. She didn't explain too much and led Zhang Ye into it.

......

"Uncle Tiger, what's the best arrangement for today?" the girl asked with a smile as she found a staff member in the fighting arena.

When the staff saw the girl, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and then he glanced at Zhang Ye beside the girl, and said, "There is a wheel battle, he can participate." ”

"Great, I'll sign up!" the girl said, taking out a few crystal nuclei and handing them to the staff.

At this time, Zhang Ye seemed to understand something: "Wait, I'm going to fight?"

The girl smiled and said: "Yes, my dear Wangcai, in the wheel battle later, you have to win a few more games for this master, and make a lot of money, if you die in the first game, this master will not let you go." ”

The girl's words pointed out the rules of the fight behind, which is not a one-on-one fight, but a wheel battle, the winner needs to stand on the stage all the time, waiting for others to challenge, either kill others or be killed by others.

Zhang Ye figured out this, and then looked at the girl's smile, and suddenly felt that it was not cute at all, it was a demon's smile.

In nature, the more beautiful the animal, the more dangerous it is, Zhang Yeshen thinks so at this moment.

Then, Zhang Ye had a trace of anger, no grievances, this girl was going to get Zhang Ye to be tortured to death in this ring, it was too vicious.

Zhang Ye raised his hand and punched, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor gushed out, ready to beat the girl to death. This girl doesn't seem to be at the level of Tianzun, and she definitely can't withstand her own punch.

But obviously Zhang Ye ignored the master-servant contract, and with a little finger of the girl's green onions, Zhang Ye was like the pain of being pierced by ten thousand arrows through his heart, struggling and roaring on the ground, unable to cause harm to the girl at all.

The girl let out a silver bell laugh: "Wangcai is good, remember to put this ruthlessness on the opponent later." ”

Zhang Ye endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't be at your mercy." ”

The girl snorted and launched the sanction of the master-servant contract, and Zhang Ye's meridians burst out, as if they were about to be squeezed out of the flesh and blood, Zhang Ye felt that even if he was broken in his bones, he didn't have such pain, and he wanted to die.

But out of the Xuanhuang Universe, the system could not provide resurrection services, Zhang Ye could not die, and endured this pain stubbornly.

The girl didn't have any sympathy, and when she saw Zhang Ye in such pain, she smiled even more happily: "It's fun, it's fun." ”

But the staff member called Uncle Tiger next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Miss Deep Blue, if you torture him to death, you won't be able to win the game later." ”

Considering the later games, the girl let go of Zhang Ye with little interest, she thought of something, and said to Zhang Ye: "Wangcai, this master is not so unkind, if you can stand to the end, how about I give you back your freedom?"

Zhang Ye was exhausted at the moment, but when he heard this, he suddenly burst into spirit: "How can I trust you?"

Although this girl has a harmless and beautiful appearance, she is extremely vicious in her heart, so that Zhang Ye can compete with all her strength, win a few more games to make money for her, and break her promise afterwards, Zhang Ye naturally doesn't want to believe it.

"Wangcai, how can you doubt this master?" Every word of the girl sounded as if she was coquettish to her lover, but she could no longer confuse Zhang Ye for half a minute, seeing that Zhang Ye didn't believe it, the girl's eyes rolled, and she immediately raised her white and tender little hand, "The little woman Shenlan swears here, if Wangcai can stand to the end, I will return him to freedom." ”

This is a big oath of the devil, and Zhang Ye is relieved.

"Uncle Tiger, the prosperous wealth will be handed over to you. This place belongs to the backstage, and the girl doesn't seem to like the damp and rancid environment here, so she handed Zhang Ye over to the staff and left in a hurry.

"Can you still move?" Uncle Hu was a middle-aged man with a strong physique, and he asked Zhang Ye.

"Thank you Tiger seniors for your help, there is no big problem in the future. If Uncle Tiger hadn't opened his mouth before, Zhang Ye would definitely have suffered a little more, so he thanked him.

Uncle Tiger didn't seem to appreciate it, and said coldly: "Don't be sentimental, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to play if something goes wrong, since you can move, follow me to the backcourt to prepare......"

Uncle Tiger led the way in front, and by the way, he told Zhang Ye some rules of the game, in fact, there are no taboos, as long as you do everything you can to kill the opponent.

Zhang Ye kept listening, and Uncle Tiger asked, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Zhang Ye thought for a moment: "Senior Tiger, that dark blue, are you familiar with it?"

Zhang Ye didn't ask about the game, but took the opportunity to understand the girl's situation, know himself and the other, and escape from the clutches.

Uncle Tiger glanced at Zhang Ye and sighed: "Let's talk about it when you can get off the ring." ”

Zhang Ye had already come to the backyard lounge at this moment, and when he saw a room full of slaves similar to Zhang Ye, he understood what Uncle Tiger meant.

Except for a few of these slaves who are not Immortal Emperors, the others are almost the same as Zhang Ye, and even a few of them exude the coercion of the late Immortal Emperor, and the probability that Zhang Ye can stand to the end is almost zero.

Therefore, knowing Shenlan's identity is of little use to Zhang Ye, and whether he can survive is the most important thing.

"Okay, there are fifteen people in total, let's start drawing lots when we get together. Uncle Hu didn't pay attention to Zhang Ye anymore, and took out the big palm of Pu Fan in his arms, and when he spread it out, there were fifteen small paper balls inside.

Because it's a wheel battle, the order of play is extremely important, and if you can draw the lower number, the probability of survival will be greatly increased.

Not only Zhang Ye knew, but others also understood, and immediately rushed forward to snatch the serial number.

These paper balls are shielded by Uncle Tiger's power, and they can't be snooped on by divine thoughts, so they can only rely on luck, Zhang Ye grabbed a paper ball casually and unfolded it carefully.

No. 8, not going forward or backward, Zhang Ye smiled bitterly. Others are sad or happy, in different states.

There was a Tianzun-level slave who drew the number one, and he cried on the spot, wanting to change numbers with others, but this was a matter of life, and no one would exchange it.

After Uncle Tiger decided on the order of play, he began to distribute weapons to everyone, without exception, a shield and a knife.

The shields and knives were not brand new, with gaps or other damages, and even some bloodstains, and it is not hard to imagine that these weapons were left behind by the dead slaves from the previous session.

Although these are inferior treasures, they are better than playing with bare hands, so no matter how dirty and broken, the slaves are afraid that someone will rob them.

Zhang Ye attaches more importance to this shield and slasher, not for anything else, just because he wants to study it carefully to see if he can improve and refine it before he goes on the field, and he has a better chance of surviving when the time comes.

Not long after, the bell of the game rang, and countless people cheered in the front arena, and the first and second slaves were about to go out to fight to the death.

The No. 1 slave is a Tianzun, and the No. 2 slave is an immortal emperor, and the Tianzun slave immediately fainted, and the staff pinched it for a while and saw that he was not awake, so he threw it directly into the fighting arena.

After a while, the staff carried the broken No. 1 back to the backyard, already exhausted, and the staff ordered: "No. 3 is on the field." ”

In this way, one by one, the living people came on the field, and the dead people ended up one by one, and Zhang Ye couldn't sit still for too long.

Zhang Ye looked nervous like the others who didn't play, but Zhang Ye was even more anxious, he now basically understood the method of creating the treasure of the Ten Thousand Worlds, but how did the damn origin power come about!