Because it is a field of life and death, the owners of the beast slaves sign these beast slaves have a life and death certificate, the two contestants in the ring must die and live, that is to say, the two people in the game can only live one, either others die or die by themselves, sometimes there is a collective ring, a group of ten people, and only one can survive in the end, the beast slaves are fighting hard in order to be alive, and the spectators want this blood and excitement, so the price of admission tickets is extremely high, but because the selling point is enough, so the supply exceeds demand. Tickets are often hard to come by.

Tonight was a doubles event, and the battle was not as tragic as the team event, but soon the defeated competitors were carried away in sacks.

The blood that came out of the sack dripped down the corridor, and a cleaning servant stepped forward to clean it up in time.

Under the ring, the spectators with exquisite melons and fruits in front of them, all dressed in brocade clothes, tasting good spiritual tea, shouting loudly, laughing excitedly from time to time in the face of this bloody and brutal killing game.

The red gold and golden eyes turned blood red at this moment, he only knew that the beast slave who was captured by the beast master and enslaved in the human world was not doing well, but after witnessing his experience and tragic situation, he knew that it was not good, it was simply miserable.

The blood in his body was boiling with stimulation, and he felt that every moment of the next was torment.

A voice in my heart was roaring and shouting: lead the beasts to rise and fight back.

And the sound grew stronger, almost piercing his eardrums.

He closed his eyes and observed the word "slave" engraved on his soul with his divine sense, judging from the shallow traces left by the beast master with his spiritual power, this person's strength is not high, and his own strength is in the Holy Venerable, such a huge difference in strength, if he forcibly dissolves the master-slave contract, although he will suffer some hardships, but he will not die, but at the moment he must know who this person who captured him is.

Thinking like this, he had an idea in his heart.

In the next game, Chijin won all the way, but the opponent was not traumatized, and they were all killed with one move.

Although the steward of the arena was suspicious and felt that something was wrong, this did not violate the rules, so he could only follow the procedures of the arena first.

The spectators in the audience felt novel at first about this dark horse that was killed in the air, and they were full of interest to see it, hoping to kill another dark horse to come to him, thinking that the battle of life and death between the master and the master must be exciting.

So they all opened their eyes wide, waiting to see the follow-up fight, but they watched it all night, until the arena closed, and they couldn't wait for the picture they wanted to see, and they didn't even see a drop of blood.

When they left the field, they were all scolding the owner of the arena for not being trustworthy, playing fake matches at high prices, and some people even threatened to ask the owner for an explanation.

The steward of the arena accompanied the smiling face and promised that everyone present tonight would be given a seven-fold discount to watch the game again, and that was the matter.

As soon as the guests left, Chijin was taken off his mask and number plate, and sent to the owner's room with a big bundle.

The proprietor's name is Hao Dong, known as the consumption master, he is a short, but shrewd middle-aged man, Chijinguan He should also be a beast master, and his strength is not bad.

Hao Dong was holding a vermilion beast taming whip in his hand, a pair of mouse eyes swept Chijin up and down sharply, and when he saw Chijin's face, his eyes were filled with evil light, and he laughed obscenely, and then walked to the door and closed the door and locked the safety lock.

Then he came to Chijin impatiently, and gently lifted Chijin's chin with the handle of the black leather wrapped around the end of the whip, and stared greedily at Chijin's face as if he were admiring a treasure.

The red gold eyes glanced at him disdainfully, and this glance almost didn't make Hao Dong's hazel out.

"Boy—"

As soon as Hao Dong wanted to speak, the saliva in his mouth flowed down, and he sucked it back with a "suck" sound.

There was a burst of nausea in Chijin's stomach, and he couldn't help it, and as soon as he exerted his strength, the trapped beast rope on his body broke into several pieces, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Hao Dong's eyes widened in shock, pointed at Chijin, and opened his mouth to speak, but was gagged by a rag thrown by Chijin Fei.

When Hao Dong was stunned, Chijin came directly in front of him, and almost in the blink of an eye, he cut off his arms, so that he could not hold the beast flute, and then ripped off the cloth and flicked his fingers, and a purple-red tongue flew out of his mouth and landed on the ground not far away.

Immediately after that, a blow of spiritual power flew by, directly cutting through Hao Dong's neck artery.

Hao Dong was lying on the ground, the blood on his neck spurted out suddenly, his tongueless mouth was whimpering in pain, and soon he was out of breath.

Chijin patted the dust off his body, opened the door to the room, and swaggered out.

The person guarding the door saw that the person who came out was Chijin, not his own master, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked inside, this look jumped, and his master was lying on his back in a pool of blood, life and death were unknown.

Immediately surrounded Chijin, but was beaten away by Chijin with a wave of his sleeves.

At this time, the steward hurriedly ran over, and was choked by Chijin, forcing him to ask who the person who mortgaged him here was.

The man in charge has always been accustomed to showing off his might in front of these beast slaves, and where he has seen this battle, he immediately confessed.

In the red-sleeved move, Feng Ling sat in front of the dresser, holding an eyebrow pencil and tracing her eyebrows carefully, and the maid Hongyu trotted over and whispered a few words in her ear.

Feng Ling smiled lightly, threw down the eyebrow pencil and got up and walked out of the room.

In the corridor, the old bustard with red sleeves was holding his arms and blocking there, and when he saw Feng Ling coming over, he raised his hand and slapped it, still unable to understand his hatred, and twisted it a few times at the soft flesh of Feng Ling's waist, and then pointed to her nose and scolded: "You prodigal hoof, where do you want to go so late, the old lady told you that the Feng family has fallen, since you were sold to this building by your family, you are no longer a daughter of a family, to put it bluntly, you are a meat seller, and you dare to play tricks on the old lady, take private work, and read that you have a good skin, It's the Oiran in this building.,The old lady just opened her eyes and closed her eyes.,You're good now.,And run out at every turn.,Peony told me when I didn't believe it at first.,But I kept an eye.,Today I paid special attention to it.,I was really caught by the old lady.,Let's talk about it.,Where is this going to door-to-door service? ”

Feng Ling moved the corners of her lips that were a little numb, pulled a smile, and said in a low voice: "Mom, I misunderstood, how could I take on private work, it's just that a few days ago, I went out to buy rouge gouache on the street, and accidentally caught a beast slave and put it in the black market to make extra money.

And I came here since I called, my mother treats me well, and I am considerate and caring for me everywhere, I was thinking that when the account is settled, I took the money to buy some small things for my mother, but who knew that I just went out, and I ---"

As she spoke, Feng Ling hid her face with a handkerchief and cried.

When the old bustard heard her say this, his heart softened, and he said with a smile: "Oh, Furong, it's my mother who misunderstood you, wait a while to see if I don't clean up this mouthy peony, then you go and come back quickly, you must come back in an hour, otherwise next time your mother will not be so easy to speak." ”

Feng Ling immediately burst into tears and laughed, and thanked her for her kindness before leaving, but the moment she turned around, a sharp light flashed in her eyes.