The god of blood worship returned to the stands, and the king's expression was excited, his face contorted, and he was holding his six-year-old son and shouting loudly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe prince in his arms didn't dare to look at the field, his eyes wandered, and when he saw the god of law coming back, he nodded to the god of law.

The god smiled slightly, although the prince was small, he had the style of a royal family.

The god sat back in the stands and reached out to touch the prince's curly hair.

"Fashen, can I learn magic from you?" the prince asked softly, looking at Fashen.

"Absolutely, I'm honored. The Blood God smiled and nodded.

When the king heard his son's request, his face changed, he put the prince back in his place, looked at the gladiatorial arena with his eyes, and said lukewarmly: "The royal family must have the appearance of a royal family, the king is the king, the warrior is the warrior, and the mercenary is the mercenary, which cannot be changed in life and life." ”

"I just want to learn magic. The prince frowned.

"You just need to learn how to be a qualified king. The king's tone was stern, although he was over half a hundred years old, he only had this one son, and he usually doted on the prince, but when it came to matters of state affairs, he did not back down.

The prince stopped talking angrily, and the scene suddenly cooled down. But on the other side, the atmosphere is burning, and the audience is desperately shouting.

The lion-headed snake had been locked up in the dungeon for a long time, had not eaten for a long time, and when he saw a living person, he immediately used his strength sideways, rampaged, frantically flicked his tail, tossed for a while, and was also a little tired, and began to rest in the field.

"That's right, when that kid falls from the sky, won't he bite to death?"

"Father is smarter than the lion-headed serpent. The prince did not look at the king, and came lukewarmly.

The king glanced at the prince with slanted eyes, as if he could hear the irony in his tone, but after all, he was his favorite son, so he did not care, but replied, "That is nature." ”

But the battle situation in the gladiatorial arena was out of everyone's expectations, and when the dust settled, when they thought that the children in the arena would definitely fall to their deaths, the inconspicuous black dot stood firmly in the air.

"What's going on?" the arena suddenly fell silent.

"Flying?!"

After a brief silence, the arena erupted in a frenzied cry, and then 100,000 people spontaneously sang the devil's elegy, and the deafening song moved the king.

"Why does that kid fly? Isn't he human?" the king turned his head excitedly to look at the god of law.

At this time, even the prince on the side was very interested, and he also looked at the Dharma God with expectant eyes, after all, in everyone's thinking, human beings cannot fly.

The Fashen frowned slightly, shook his head, and said, "Wang, I'm very sorry, I don't know why he flew. ”

"Can't you fly too?" the prince's eyes lit up.

"It's not so much about flying, it's about jumping in the air. My magic can help me jump higher and stay longer in the air, but look at him," the god continued, holding out his index finger and pointing to the child in the arena, "he's completely floating in the air. ”

At this time, not only the audience was surprised, but even the lion-headed snakes in the stadium were helpless. It raised its head and glared viciously at the boy floating in the air above it, and opened its bloody jaw, panting heavily.

The Child of the Wind hung in the air, looking at the monster beneath him, its teeth dense and filled its mouth like steel needles, and the disgusting smell of rotting blood constantly emanated from it, so the Child of the Wind floated backwards.

"Father, that monster has bad breath!" the prince's eyes lit up, and he, who had no interest in gladiatorial fighting, was now staring at the flying Son of the Wind as if he were fascinated.

"What?"

"Look, that brother flew backwards, it must be that monster with bad breath!"

"Oh, it's not strange, after eating my three thousand soldiers, do you think you can have no bad breath?" The king said coldly, and continued, "Fa God, you let that kid go down quickly, so that if you float in the sky like this, no one can kill anyone, isn't it a waste of the king's time?"

Like the king, the surrounding spectators grew tired of the stalemate, and the shouts and cheers slowly faded away, and at last, impatient people began to pick up things and throw them into the gladiatorial arena.

Just when the scene was restless, the lion-headed snake suddenly reacted, and its coiled body began to bulge. The already thick tail is constantly swelling like edema. The audience was amazed, and they stopped heathing, and watched intently at the lion's strange reaction.

The Child of the Wind looked down at the lion-headed snake and noticed a faint red light in its throat, and his heart sank. At the same time, a blasting roar rang out, and large beams of fire erupted from the lion's mouth. The audience grew their mouths in surprise, and the world fell silent in the midst of the stray fire.

The fire that spat out of the lion's mouth was golden and rushed ferociously into the sky, bursting in the clouds and emitting a blood-red glow, dyeing the entire sky red.

Spectators looked up at the sky and watched as patches of red light spread through the air and then enveloped the entire arena.

"Father, the fire has fallen. The prince looked at the sky, his face flushed with flames.

The king looked in the direction of the prince's finger, and sure enough, a huge fireball gradually accelerated and rushed towards the stand where the king was.

The king was astonished, and slammed himself to his feet, exerting too much force, and the golden chair fell to the ground.

"Escort!" the king shouted in panic as he looked at the fireball coming from the pavement, unable to dodge.

"The king need not worry. The god calmly sat on the golden chair and watched the fireball fall in front of him, exploding, the fireball was blocked out of the stands by an invisible force, and a wall of fire was spread out of the city less than five steps away from the king, and the king's face was roasted red.

When the wall of fire had dispersed, the king recovered from his shock, and the guards had already lifted up the golden chair, and the king sat on it with his butt and said inarticulately, "The Dharma God is a good method." ”

The god didn't reply, but continued to look at the gladiatorial arena, and the show looked very successful.

In the sky above the gladiatorial arena, a large cloud of burning fire appeared, and countless huge fireballs fell from the sky and continued to smash into the gladiatorial arena. In the light of the fire, the gladiatorial arena felt like purgatory.

There were many spectators in the stands, and they all pinched up the tricks to resist the impact of the fireball. Some frantic ordinary people rushed out of the protective layer, stood high in the stands and waved their hands, and sang the demon's elegy hoarsely. The fireball ignited him without accident, and he turned into a ball of fire and rolled down into the gladiatorial arena.

"Spectacular, spectacular. The king was fascinated and muttered.

"The God-given gladiatorial arena of the Blood City is a blessing from the gods, where the damned can be reborn and the incompetent are destined to hell. "The eyes of the god of law pierced through the air distorted by the flames, and entered a kind of fantasy realm, this purgatory-like scene, even if he had seen it countless times, but every time he was in it, it could make the blood of the god of law boil.

The lion's violent assault lasted for a long time, until the sun went down and the cloud of fire was consumed.

The spectators were also exhausted by the lion's head, and they sat slumped in the stands, unable to shout.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed spectator suddenly shouted, "Look! that kid isn't dead yet!"

This shout woke up the gladiatorial arena, and they suddenly remembered the protagonist of this battle, so they all concentrated on looking for it, and sure enough, there was a **** kid standing in the air.

"God-given warrior!" suddenly someone shouted loudly, which ignited the audience, and everyone forgot about their tiredness, and all of them stood up, spontaneously formed a human wave, and sang the devil's elegy, and the voice was deafening.

The Children of the Wind stood in the air, their hearts pounding. If he hadn't discovered the fire in the lion's throat in advance, he would have been unable to find the ashes by now. But despite the timely dodge, the scorching heat of the fire still ignited his clothes, and at the moment he was unclothed, and his skin was burned all over his body. Half of the long hair that originally hung down was also burned off, and the burnt smell was unusually pungent. Coupled with the constant dodging of falling fireballs in the air, he was exhausted at the moment, and it was a little difficult to levitate in the air.

"God, more detailed information about the Children of the Wind has come out. ”

A soft call sounded in his ears, and the king, who was fascinated by the battle, was startled, and he leaned back sharply, shouting, "Guard!"

With the king's shout, the commander of the royal cavalry regiment quickly appeared at the king's side. The king stretched out his hand and pointed to the woman hiding in the black robe next to the god, and asked angrily, "How did she get in?"

"The king doesn't have to worry, this is my night sacrifice in the Blood City, called the Moon Crown. The god stood up and bowed to the king.

"If the king is here, you must report it first, don't be ignorant of the rules. The god looked at the moon.

"Yes, God. The moon crown knelt on the ground, took off the cap from his robe, and saluted the king.

The king's mind calmed down a little, so he waved his hand to the head of the Knights, who bowed and withdrew.

"How did you get in?" the king saw that the girl in front of him was only a teenager, her skin was like snow, her skin was as elegant as the wind, and she had the appearance of a country and a city, so he immediately relaxed his vigilance and asked with a smile.

Seeing that the moon crown did not reply, the Dharma God answered: "King, the dark night has the ability to tear through time and space. ”

"Lord Fashen, does this night priest even have to do it for others?" the king looked at Fashen with some dissatisfaction.

The god smiled and said to the moon: "You can answer whatever the king asks, and you don't have to keep it." ”

The head of the crown of the moon.

"How old is the girl?" said the king, smiling, and holding up the crown.

"Enlighten my king, the moon is twenty-eight years old. Yuemian stood up, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Ah, it's sixteen years old! I don't know if I chose Ruyi Langjun?"

"I worship blood and live holy all my life. ”

"Oh," the king asked, smiling awkwardly, "and you haven't told me how you slipped in bypassing the guards." ”

"Use magic to shatter time and space, and you can move instantly. The moon crown has something to tell the god of law, so without the consent of our king, trespassing, the moon crown is guilty. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, since there is something important to do, let's talk about it quickly. ”

The moon crown turned her head to look at the gods.

"To put it bluntly, the king is not an outsider. "Ho Shinto.

"The information of the son of the wind has been collected, this person has a strong magical talent, born with the ability to control the wind, during the period as a black mercenary, with a strange ability to control the wind, it was difficult to survive, after life and death tempering, the control of magic spontaneously started, and the psychological quality is outstanding. ”

"In which mercenary regiment and in what mission?"

"Shenglu 009 Corps, engaged in espionage and sabotage missions, this corps is famous for its nine deaths, most of its members are cannon fodder, the same batch of 100 people, only the son of the wind survived. ”

"Yes, yes, isn't this a god-given warrior?" the king continued, patting his thigh excitedly, "quick, I'm going to send a message to this boy." ”

So the god nodded to the moon crown, and the moon crown held out her right hand to the king, revealing the ring on her index finger, and the blue light flashed on the ring.

"What a beautiful hand. The king looked at the jade hand in front of him and exclaimed.

Who knew that this sentence was suddenly amplified a thousand times and echoed over the gladiatorial arena. The king was stunned, and everyone in the audience was stunned. After a long silence, the gladiatorial arena suddenly erupted into a landslide and a tsunami of shouts, and everyone roared to see the woman whom the king had praised.

The king suddenly came to his senses, understood what had just happened, and immediately straightened his face and shouted, "Silence, silence! ”

The arena did not fall silent, and the stands shook with laughter. The queen behind the king turned pale and left the stands without saying a word.

"Listen, the boy in the field, this king has been blessed by heaven, and has temporarily decided that if you defeat the lion-headed snake in the field, this king will grant you a request, any request is fine!"

The king spoke so excitedly that he splashed the moon's hand with a spitting star. Yuemian frowned slightly, and after retreating, she hid her fingers in the long sleeves of her robe, and recited the formula, and the scarf that the queen had landed on the jade chair appeared in her hand out of thin air. She wiped her hands, and the scarf returned to the queen's chair.

This series of movements is extremely hidden, with only subtle magical disturbances. But he couldn't escape the eyes of the Fa God, and he shook his head slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. On the other side, the royal cavalry regiment also noticed something unusual, he looked at the queen's jade chair, and then looked at the moon crown.

Yuemian was a child after all, and she was a little embarrassed after being discovered, lowered her head, and blushed. The head of the regiment, a man in his thirties, looked at the moon crown, said nothing, turned his head as if nothing had happened.

When the people at the scene heard the promise made by the king, they immediately boiled again, and they were completely conquered by the performance of the children of the wind. They stood up and shouted in unison, "Kill it!"

The son of the wind in the field naturally heard a series of changes in the outside world, from "bite him" to "kill it", which is really a huge contrast. However, looking at the lion-headed snake staring at him, the son of the wind was still a little afraid in his heart, running away was his specialty, and hunting monsters was really an incompleteable task.