"Tianbao, this chicken leg is poisonous! In the future, you can't eat anything that Zhu Prison Boss brings!" Ling Han said to Tianbao, who had already recovered to his original state. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, although Ling Han sensed that there was poison in the chicken leg, he was not a miracle doctor of the horse, and it was difficult to tell what poison was contained in the chicken leg and what it did. Therefore, Ling Han had no way of judging the intentions of the person who poisoned him.

However, with such despicable means, naturally there will be no good intentions.

Tianbao looked at the remaining fat chickens with some regret, these were left by Tianbao for breakfast, but at this time, it seems that he can only be hungry tomorrow morning.

"Grandma's, it must be that Zhu Cell Boss who wants to assassinate us! I will definitely ask tomorrow!" Tianbao said through gritted teeth.

Ling Han frowned and thought for a while, then he felt that this matter was really strange, so he said: "Tianbao, don't be reckless, think about it, if that Zhu Cell Boss wants to harm us, do you still need to hide it like this? As long as he gives an order, he can send someone to cut off our heads at any time, and then make up a reason, saying that we intend to escape from prison, and he will be killed on the spot, why use such a means as poisoning?"

Tianbao blinked his eyes and said, "Brother, what you said is, who will harm us?"

Ling Han asked, "Do you have any reaction after eating that poisonous chicken leg?" dizziness, abdominal pain, or lack of true qi?"

Tianbao thought for a while and said, "It's not true, I just feel a little sleepy, I thought it was because of drinking!"

"If someone wants to harm you and me, they don't want to let us die immediately, but they want to kill us slowly!" Ling Han said.

Tianbao's eyes were full of doubts, so he asked, "Why is that? Why don't you just give Lao Tzu a good time!"

Ling Han said: "Although you and I are still prisoners, but now in this other city, we are already a household name, and there are many gamblers who are looking forward to our last three battles, if we suddenly die at this time, it will definitely cause an uproar!

Tianbao thought about it and said: "I think it must be an immortal game, you have defeated many of their masters one after another, making them lose face, and naturally hate us to the core! So, no matter whether we can win ten consecutive games or not, they will not let us leave alive!"

"Your analysis is reasonable, but at this time, we can't act rashly, let's wait for tomorrow's duel to end, after we regain our freedom, no matter who wants to harm us, we don't have to pay attention to it, just leave here!" Ling Han's eyes were blazing, and he looked out of the prison door.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the heavy stone wall, and he saw the walls of the underworld.

"Where are we going? I think it's nice here, there's food and drink!" Tianbao picked up a flask and shook it, there was no more wine in it.

"We're going to Hades!"

The gladiatorial arena of the immortal game is extremely hot today. The stand, which could accommodate 20,000 people, suddenly grew in size like the throat of a python, swallowing an additional 20,000 people.

The extra people crowded the whole stands, some of them were frequent visitors to the immortal situation of the city on the other side, and they had followed Ling Han's seven gladiatorial battles in a row, wanting to see if Ling Han could create a miracle today; some of them rushed to hear the news and wanted to take the last train of Ling Han's victory and make a big gamble; some of them came from afar to coincide with this once-in-a-lifetime duel, and they were all secretly happy; and some of them were invited by relatives and friends in this city to send fast horses or flying pigeons to witness this miraculous moment together.

On the undead game, the person who is not the undead game, won seven games in a row, which has made history.

Due to the large number of people, the vigilance of the Immortal Bureau has also been strengthened, and more silver-armored guards have been dispatched, and even the sergeants of Lu Qingfei's city defense have also called many to assist the Immortal Bureau in maintaining order.

At the same time, the immortal game also sent more staff to deal with the gamblers who shouted loudly with red eyes and excitement. Whether it is for the immortal game or for those spectators, this is a grand gambling event, a carnival of gamblers.

And the bet on this immortal game has also been changed, the three matches have been listed, but Ling Han's opponent has not been directly announced, but Ling Han's odds have been reduced to one to three, and the unknown fighters have the odds of one to ten, one to fifty, and one to one hundred.

It seems that they are not dead or stupid, they don't want those gamblers who bet on Ling Hansheng to make more money. Maybe the immortal situation had gone through yesterday's battle, and he didn't dare to underestimate Ling Han's strength anymore. The eight-armed King Kong, the Breaking Bad, and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, these are all the top masters in the immortal game of the other side city, but they are all placed under Ling Han's hands, which makes them have to be vigilant.

Although the immortal game is the industry of the Eternal Life Gate, it is more about making money, and they don't want to do it at a loss.

And those gamblers just saw this layer of increasing odds, their eyes were red, their bloodthirsty and greedy nature made it difficult for them to make a judgment, if Ling Han failed in the bet, it would be a huge profit. Therefore, there are a lot of people in front of the betting table where the winner of the buy immortal game fighter wins, but there are also a lot of people in front of the betting table where Ling Han wins.

Ling Han and Tianbao walked out of the gloomy stone prison and slowly walked to the center of the gladiatorial arena.

When those audience saw Ling Han appear, they were silent for a moment, but then they let out a tsunami-like sound, there were praises and curses, but Ling Han's name seemed to be infused with two kinds of aura, one was a golden aura, like an angel, and the other was black, no different from that demon.

However, Ling Han didn't care what those people thought, at this time, Ling Han had only one thought, that is, in the gladiatorial arena of this other city, under the gaze of these 40,000 people, he would be free and reborn.

Ling Han looked towards the stands in the middle and saw Lu Qingfei sitting precariously with no expression on his face. And beside him, it was the head of the Zhu cell, and there was another person, Ling Han had never seen it, that person seemed to be thin, and his face was like dry bark.

This person can sit next to the Lord of Lu City and Zhu Prison Head, and he must be a figure from the other side of the city.

Finally, a drum sounded, and the host cleared his throat and said: "Guests, please be quiet, today, Ling Han, the dark horse of the immortal game, ushered in his eighth competition, I don't know if Ling Han can continue the miracle of victory, later, please wait and see!"

"Quickly call out Ling Han's opponent!"

"The gods are mysterious, do you want to release water in the immortal game?"

"Hurry up, I can't wait!"

Today's weather is a little gloomy, and the gusts of autumn wind bring a hint of coolness, but it can't reduce the heat of the audience at all.

The host's face was a little ugly, although he secretly scolded these uncultivated gamblers in his heart, he had a smile on his face, he didn't dare to offend these gamblers, they were his food and clothing parents.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, let me introduce the first fighter who will appear today......" The host deliberately pulled a long tone, wanting to adjust the audience's appetite.

Sure enough, the gamblers who were still scolding began to calm down, waiting for the host to introduce the fighter of the immortal game to appear.

Among them, many of them sold Ling Han and lost, which means that if this fighter is stronger, the greater their hope of winning, but if this fighter is not as good as the eight-armed King Kong and the like, it means that this immortal game has begun to release water.

If there is injustice in the immortal situation, it is an extremely bad act, and although the immortal situation is in the hands of the eternal life gate, there can be no dark box operation. Once it is discovered, it arouses the anger of the public, and not only this immortal situation, but even the city where it is located will be implicated.

Therefore, the immortality of any city is not allowed to be unfair, and the truth of the gladiatorial battle must be ensured.

Seeing that the audience on the stage was waiting for him, and his goal had been achieved, the host said loudly: "Today, Ling Han's first opponent is the invincible swordsman known as the first sword of iron and blood, Yan Nanfei!"

As soon as the host's words fell, there was an exclamation on the stage.

This Yan Nanfei was originally the number one master of the immortal game in this other city, he held a Xuantie sword, and he had been in this immortal game for more than ten years, and he had never been defeated.

However, in the past three years, this Yan Nanfei has withdrawn from the immortal situation, and there are rumors that Yan Nanfei has returned to the underworld and become the guard of the master of the Eternal Life Gate, and some say that this Yan Nanfei has retired and lived the life of an idle cloud and wild crane, and there are also rumors that this Yan Nanfei is cultivating in the deep mountains, and his cultivation has reached the advanced level of Changxue, and he will soon be able to compete with the Eternal Life Gate.

However, there are different opinions, no one has ever seen this legendary figure who once dominated the immortal situation in the other side of the city, and he didn't expect that today, this immortal game would actually send Yan Nanfei out of the field, which immediately made the gamblers on the stage exclaim.

Some gamblers bought Ling Han's victory, and when they heard that it was Yan Nanfei who came out, they suddenly looked like frosted eggplants and wilted their heads, and some bought Ling Han and failed, so they naturally couldn't help but be overjoyed, as if this victory had been won nine times out of ten.

"There is an undead fighter below, Yan Nanfei on the field!" the host said loudly, and the voice used internal force to spread to all parts of the audience, and no one could hear clearly.

With a "whoosh", a long sword fell straight to the ground, the scabbard pierced firmly into the dirt, and then, a figure quietly landed next to the long sword.

Everyone on the stage suddenly let out another exclamation, because no one could see how this wild goose Nanfei got on the field.

When they were just staring at the sword, the wild goose flew south in the blink of an eye, and it was in the middle of the field.

Ling Han looked at the person who came on the field, a swordsman called Yan Nanfei. Yan Nanfei looks like he is about fifty years old, with a lock of white hair clipped in the eyes of black hair, and a gray cloth dress, which doesn't look very conspicuous, but he has a temperament on his body, a temperament that makes people chill.

Yan Nanfei also looked at Ling Han, he wanted to see what this dark horse who had won seven games in a row looked like.