Chapter Seventy-Two: Jealousy

"Damn, it's this dead rabbit, little white face, sissy bastard......" Linekett's face was ugly, and he muttered and cursed: "I must cut his ** to feed my pet ......"

"Hehe, you're also captivated by that little leprechaun from Lilisa, Kerter. Would you duel Manmohan for a little bitch? I heard that Scott's idiot threw his white gloves in Manmohan's face?" Jace Carson laughed deliciously.

Linekett retracted his gaze stupidly, "I just look down on this abominable rabbit's arrogant appearance, well, those glorious gladiators under my command are already familiar, I must find someone to teach this damn sissy a good lesson!"

"You ......" Ace was furious, turned her head and threw down the two gentlemen, and walked towards Lear, who was standing in front of the railing in a daze. Is this a man? Despicable and shameless fellow, what else can Wang Du Sishao do except be jealous?" she didn't see it, and Jace Carson had a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"Well, there's a great candidate over there," Jace smiled, "and his men, that horrible big man, can definitely be beaten all over the ground by Manmohan......

Linekert's eyes lit up.

At the other end of the gladiatorial arena, the heavy iron gate rumbled open, and a tall and majestic black horse rushed into the arena quickly, and a big man with a black iron tower-like face and a full of flesh sat on the black war horse, with a trace of white fighting energy coming out of the long spear and axe in his hand, and tiny ice crystals shining on the fighting qi.

"Manmohan, I didn't think you were a villain who took advantage of the danger of others and snatched my Lilisa while I was away......" John Scott roared in a thunderous rage.

Earl Manmohan said lightly: "Commander Scott, you can yell here, who has been on Lilisa, I'm sure it won't be less than a dozen, hehe, for the sake of a bitch of Buckingham Palace, you dare to challenge me, a fifth-level fighter, I can't help but say that you are stupid." ”

He slowly pulled down the gilt and silver-inlaid helmet and armor, and slowly raised the great sword and shield in his hand, as if performing an embroidery performance, every movement was delicate and standard to the extreme.

"I won't allow you to insult my Lilisa, Manmohan! you're going to pay a heavy price for your words and deeds......" The Lord of Lord, blinded by love, urged his horse and his axe and gun to rush towards the Flame Lizard.

Lear watched with fresh air as the black horse sped up rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already galloping, and the axe gun in John Scott's hand was pointed straight at Manmo Khan, and the battle between the knights was without any tricks, and the two horses collided together in an instant.

"Boom!" Ice Fighting Qi and Flame Fighting Qi collided with each other, and they immediately made a judgment. The axe was held up by the shield, and Manmohan's longsword slashed effortlessly through Scott's heavy armor, leaving a long scratch on it.

Scott was furious, he didn't expect to win in a round, he was about to turn the warhorse, but the warhorse let out a mournful scream, fell to the ground, and threw him far away, and before he could stand up, a long sword was already pointed at his throat.

"Damn, the other party's mount is a war beast," Scott thought angrily, and when the two horses staggered by, the lizard not only spat out a fireball to attack the warhorse, but also tore off the warhorse's front hooves with its sharp claws!

"You're defeated, Scott, and you're supposed to be my janitor for three days!" Manmohan pushed his visor away, revealing a somewhat bewitching face.

"Damn, dead little white face, with a warlike beast, what's the big deal!" Scott cursed.

Count Manmohan ignored his swearing, and sneered: "Of course, you can also fail to fulfill your promise, in this case, it will be too embarrassing for a nobleman's face, hehe......"

If you can let a commander watch the door for himself, it seems that I, Earl Manmohan, are going to make a big show in Yanjing again, hehe! How many of those disgruntled ladies and mad bees and butterflies will sneak into their carved beds?

At this moment, in the luxurious box in front of the gladiatorial arena, Linekett was chasing Lear's ass and asked, "Lord Lear, can you borrow that big man guard under your command to use it, I want to destroy the damned Earl Manmohan, and dare to fight with me for women!"

Lear squinted his eyes and looked at the young man, he had already asked clearly that this thing was a child of the Kolos family, although he was a concubine and had no inheritance rights, but he was also rampant and domineering, known as one of the "Four Youths of the Royal City", a typical big man!

He suddenly rolled his eyes, isn't this big man the best living advertisement to sell the elixir "Gathering Spirit Pill" that he has refined! A child of a family who controls the empire's finances! Isn't it a great deal to suddenly jump one or two levels in a row, reaching the level of three or four levels of fighting spirit......

He laughed and said, "Your Excellency Linekert, may I ask what level of fighting spirit you are now?"

Linekett was confused by his answer, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I just reached the level of two high-level levels, I'm really ashamed, ashamed!" The young man on the other side is an eighth-level gray-robed magician, and he can be ranked even in Yanjing!

Lear smiled slightly, just like the big bad wolf looked at Little Red Riding Hood, Linekett was so creepy by his laughter, and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency Lear, if you don't agree, forget it, I'll find someone else to ......"

"Well, Rhine. If there is an elixir that can help you improve your Dou Qi strength by one or even two levels, are you willing to buy it? Lear smiled.

"Of course, whether it's me or my family, I will spend a lot of money to buy it!" Lineket immediately replied: "However, this is impossible, except for the Danshi Coca who has successfully refined the 'Douxin Pill', the empire has not seen this kind of pill that can increase the level of Dou Qi for many years!"

"You have this elixir?" Jace Carson, who was next to him, was also attracted by Lear's words, and said in shock.

"Yes, there are only two of them, and one of them has been taken by Miss Ace," Lear said with a smile, "As for the effect, ask Miss Ace, this 'Gathering Elixir' is not only helpful for magicians, but also effective for fighters!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lear's mouth, but in fact, his heart was dripping blood, this was all the elixir he had worked so hard to refine, and his brother was not willing to eat it, but he had to sell it.

There is no way, now Tubaozi has become a complete pauper, only a temporary title with an empty bucket, still a viscount, in a title like Yanjing, grab a handful, the 50,000 gold coins rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor are still on the books so far, and he can only think about it before the official reward comes down, but he can't get it.

Soil buns now have hundreds of people, and people who eat horses and chew have long become poor eggs.

(The second update is that for the past three days, Wood has been fighting with the broken Santana in the driving school, comparable to a gladiator, he has been sunburned into black charcoal, and he has to fight the sad five-stroke font when he goes home at night.) Fortunately, I passed the pile exam today, in order to celebrate the victory, I will resolutely add a chapter later, book friends, let's get it, there are tickets to smash over, and I will be even more grateful if I can collect it......! ）