Chapter Seventy-Seven: No Money
"Little devil, did you say it's a dream?" Ling Feng asked the little devil. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info "I don't know, go ask the little angel to go." The little devil said angrily. "It's a dream!" said the little angel in a coquettish voice. "I think so too. ”
Ling Feng was still thinking about the things in the "dream" just now. I thought with my head down.
"Ah Feng, it's here. Shi Yin gently patted Ling Feng's shoulder and reminded.
Ling Feng looked up at the Colosseum and saw two knights standing in front of the towering door. These two knights were different from what Ling Feng had seen before. Ling Feng walked up to him and looked the two men up and down, wearing armor made of black dark iron. It seems that these two knights are more advanced than the previous two. The armor is also tattooed with a strange golden pattern. The two knights stood like two door gods.
There are three hundred and sixty-nine people, but the human beings of this world divide them into slaves, commoners, nobles, ministers, and kings. But there are smaller differences within the larger framework. Among them, knights are divided into low-level knights, intermediate knights, and high-level knights. The color of the corresponding armor was the silver-gray, blue-gray and black that Ling Feng saw.
As a knight who is only one rank higher than the commoner, it is divided into three ranks. One level pressed the other, and the civilians living in the lower classes were deeply oppressed by these knights.
"Is this the Colosseum?" Ling Feng asked in surprise. Just looking at the luxurious doors makes it look magnificent. "Well, there are orcs imprisoned here because of their defeat, as well as orcs domesticated by the noble gate. Battles between orcs and orcs to provide a noble pastime. Shi Yin said lightly, "Civilians are not allowed to enter the Colosseum. The lowest status here is the knight. All of them were high-ranking nobles. Shi Yin paused and continued, "Or the minister." ”
"Shi Yin, are these two knights more advanced than the previous knights, or have a higher status. Ling Feng asked quietly. Ling Feng was worried that the two guys in front of him would hear about it if there would be another life-and-death struggle like just now. So Ling Feng tried to keep his voice as low as possible.
Try not to get into trouble if you can, unless the trouble comes to your door. Ling Feng is such a person.
"Yes, they are high-ranking knights. Shi Yin said in a loud voice, "Ah Feng, you don't have to worry about the physical conflict just now, they are high-level knights, and they won't be as domineering as those low-level knights and middle-level knights." Shi Yin saw through what Ling Feng was worried about at a glance.
"Really!" Ling Feng smirked.
The two knights in black armor at the doorway looked like statues, with their waists straight, standing upright and holding their heads high. Ignoring Ling Feng's conversation with Shi Yin at all. It's really like a door god, motionless.
Shi Yin took Ling Feng's hand and strode into the Colosseum. Think of the two sculptural knights as if they were air-like beings.
Entering the Colosseum, Ling Feng was even more dumbfounded.
The Colosseum is about the size of a football field, surrounded by stairs one by one, the key thing Ling Feng was surprised by was not only the size of the Colosseum, but that the steps were full of people, people next to people, some sitting, some standing, people surging, crowds of people.
"Shi Yin, are all nobles here?" Ling Feng was a little stunned, he Ling Feng couldn't believe this Karthos said, "All the nobles here, if that's the case, then the Guizhou of this world is too worthless! Ling Feng secretly thought in his heart.
Before he could answer Ling Feng's question. Chibon Yukura waved her white arm at Ling Feng. "Ling Feng, we're here!" Chibon Yukizakura shouted at Ling Feng after waving her hand.
Ling Feng also waved his hand at Chibon Yukurao. Show that I see you.
Qianben Xueying and Qiao Shirt sat in the front row of the Colosseum, and Qiao Shan said hello to Ling Feng.
Originally, everyone's eyes were all staring at the field, waiting for the battle between the orcs and the orcs, and when Chibon Yuzakura shouted like this, some people's eyes followed Chibon Yukakura's shout. Staring at Ling Feng coldly, Ling Feng felt a chill behind the gaze of these people, and Ling Feng felt a yin wind.
"Look. There was a pair of brunette girls there. Someone sitting in the seat muttered.
"See, I didn't expect there to be black-haired humans in this world, didn't I hear that they were cursed people?" someone responded, "Looking at the clothes, it seems to be from the academy, but I don't know which academy it is?"
"Where do I know, stop talking nonsense, they came over. ”
Ling Feng was all these people looking at a handsome guy and a big beauty. "What kind of black hair is a cursed family, pull your uncle's calf! I don't believe that black hair is a cursed family. Black hair is a goddess of luck for me. Ling Feng thought to himself.
Ling Feng and Shi Yin walked towards the position where Qiao Shirt had been.
Ling Feng and Shi Yin sat beside Qiao Shan.
"Shiyin, why is the black hair a cursed race? Ling Feng asked curiously. Although Ling Feng knew that curiosity would kill cats, Ling Feng was not a cat, so he didn't have to worry about curiosity killing his own problems.
Shi Yin sat beside Ling Feng, without any thoughts, just staring blankly at the center of the Colosseum. "I don't know. Shi Yin replied briefly.
"Little ghost, do you want to know why the black hair is the cursed clan?" Qiao said with squinted eyes. "Yes, yes!" Ling Feng nodded in response.
Qiao Shirt helped the frame of the mirror and said leisurely: "If you want to know, give money!" Qiao Shirt stretched out his slender hands to Ling Feng as he spoke.
Ling Feng's face was full of black lines, and he didn't know what to say about this teacher who lost money. "I don't want to know! I don't have any money, and if I had money, I wouldn't have come to the Colosseum and risk my life to make money. Ling Feng said angrily. It costs 10,500 gold coins to cut a table, and at this time, Ling Feng was about to shout at Qiao Shan, Teacher, why is your table here so expensive, is it inflationary, if so, you should let your king introduce some policies to restore the stability of the market, otherwise the common people will not even be able to drink porridge.........
"Stinky little ghost, you're so stingy! Qiao Shi cast a disdainful glance at Ling Feng. "I really don't have any money!" Ling Feng said distressedly, and also showed out the pocket of his academy's uniform to prove that he was a penniless poor bastard.
Don't say that you have money, even if you have it, it will not be circulated here, do you want Ling Feng to take Grandpa Mao to pay off the debt, don't be funny, Ling Feng feels ridiculous when he thinks about it. "Okay, okay! The teacher believes you, little ghost. Qiao put his arms around Ling Feng's neck and said, "But if you stay for a while, you have to help the teacher make money!"
Turns out that's the point.
Xiu saw Ling Feng's embarrassed look. "Boy, do you want me to help you pay back!" "Don't" Ling Feng refused.
"If Ling Feng really doesn't have any money, I can lend it to you. Chibon Yukizakura said with her head down. A flush rose up on his cheeks.
"Xie Qian. Ling Feng said.
"Hey, can you academy students stop the meeting and stop watching the orcs fight. A man with purple hair said unhappily.
The blue uniforms of Ling Feng and the others were particularly eye-catching in the crowd.