Mu Yan stopped, turned around and looked at the man, revealing a mysterious smile, "You want to ask me, how do you know your real name?"

The man in the cage nodded desperately, his eyes shining with intense longing.

Mu Yan shook his head slowly and said, "I not only know your real name, but also know the blood feud you are carrying, if you want to go with me, if you want me to heal your injuries, and if you want to take revenge, then win the next game first and prove your worth." ”

After saying that, this time she didn't stay any longer, turned around and left with Xiaobao.

During this period, a man with short eyes reached out to grab her, but she gently and skillfully clasped her wrist.

The sound of "cara" was the sound of shattering bones, accompanied by the screams of men.

Hearing the "ghost cha" who came down from the movement, what I saw was an extremely strange scene-

The girl in white is beautiful, smiling and groaning, and her temperament is like that of a fairy, ethereal and noble, holy and charming, which makes people dare not look directly.

But the fierce slaves in the cage, looking at her gaze, were looking at the most ferocious ghosts, one by one, they kept shrinking back, and from time to time someone caressed their severed hands and feet, and let out painful wails.

The "ghost cha" looked at Mu Yan's gaze and changed in an instant.

He realized that he had lost his eyes, and this girl was probably not stupid or weak, but also very strong.

"Guest, have you chosen the slaves you want to auction?"

Mu Yan pointed in the direction of the No. 3 cage, "That's him." ”

"Okay, I'll register the guests right away, and ask them to go to the private room and wait for the Colosseum to begin. ”

In the No. 3 cage, Yan Haotian looked at the direction where Mu Yan's mother and son left, the light in his eyes was clearly extinguished, and then the blazing fire lit up.

A pair of bloodstained hands clung to the iron railing.

......

Not long after Mu Yan left, Gong Qianxue, dressed in pink clothes and covered with a veil on her face, also appeared backstage in the Colosseum, accompanied by a tall man.

"Brother Yanlie, where is that beast slave you are talking about, is he really as powerful as you say?"

The man called Yan Lie glanced sideways at Gong Qianxue, and there was a hint of admiration and longing in his eyes: "When did Brother Yan lie to you." Qianxue, don't worry, before this beast slave was sold to the ghost market, he was only twenty-four years old, and he had already reached the peak of the prefecture level. Although his strength has been greatly damaged now because of his injury, as long as he uses pills to recuperate, he will definitely be able to become your right-hand man in the future!"

If it weren't for such talent.

He will not slaughter this Yan Haotian Manmen, and also cut out his tongue and send it to the Colosseum.

After experiencing such despair, as long as Gong Qianxue degraded from the sky to save him.

I believe that he will be grateful and swear allegiance to Gong Qianxue.

Hearing Yan Lie's words, Gong Qianxue showed a grateful smile, "Brother Yan, as the leader of the No. 1 Mercenary Regiment of Jingcheng Country, you are willing to do so many things for Qianxue. I really...... I really don't know how to thank you!"

As he spoke, he gently held Yan Lie's hand, and his moist eyes were full of admiration and gratitude.

When he saw the trance-like and obsessive look on Yan Lie's face, a sneer of mockery and contempt flashed under his eyes.

While talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of Yan Haotian's iron cage.