However, it seems that the host of the Long Hudou banquet, the Prison Dragon Hall, treats foreigners in a special way. In their eyes, these slaves in the cage are just like the white tiger as their tools to make money.
Since Luogen Casting Sword City for thousands of years, that remote lock has isolated them from the world. Life is not as important as silver. In the simplest sentence, people don’t attack me, I don’t commit crimes. What will I do in troubled times?
Seeing the excitement of thousands of onlookers, the host of the castle building finally appeared.
That is a young male elder brother.
Dressed in white, the eyebrows and eyes are quite heroic.
But in the arena, my foot stepped on the broken sand Luo Changfeng’s eyes, and the male brother glanced at him in a hurry, but in the end he fell on a graceful female body beside him.
"girl"
"Know the girl!"
Luo Changfeng couldn’t help walking out of the crowd and into the middle of the arena. He didn’t notice that he was less than one meter away from the white tiger paddy wagon.
He lifted up his head and looked at her from a distance … and then remembered the scene of a rainy night.
Beside the white brother of the castle, the girl caught a glimpse of the moving slave in the arena. The man in black and silver hair looked up at himself.
The moment is like being struck by lightning, and the girl’s heart is mixed.
"How?"
"How did he come here? Among slaves? "
"Did he fall into the hands of the prison dragon venue after he was released that night?"
Grasping the skirts with plain hands until the girl bites her lips and her eyes are full of anxiety.
The prison dragon meeting place is a privately-run industry of the Lord of Casting Sword City, and this young male brother around him is also a young master of Casting Sword City, who is engaged in spiritual cultivation at the peak.
Although naturally lustful, these days, I have come into contact with her and found that her mind is exquisite, and she is very shrewd, and she is brought here like a beast door. She is distressed, such as completing the account of Xiaoyao King. Now it is reassuring to see that it is not stupid and even more at a loss.
She always feels that this life is like being cursed by fate, and all the misfortunes and sufferings can be met by coincidence.
Now, when I look at the slave’s silly eyes, I can no longer hide my thoughts, worries, and even feelings. Tears blurred my eyes, and she realized that she cursed herself and gave the same fate to this stupid man.
She rescued him from the coast that day.
They were reunited twice, separately and again.
She and he can no longer be regarded as fate by chance. Maybe it’s really providence!
"Is an act of god? Let you come to me? "
"But it’s so destiny takes a hand. You’re just a fool who doesn’t know anything."
"Even if the cave that night, I will give you everything, but you are still a fool … if you are not stupid! How good it would be! "
Yes! She never dared to be greedy, and never dared to expect that the duke of Snowstorm Silver City could appear for no reason and take herself out of the misery.
She is extravagant in vain.
Now she wants to live and be free from the control of Ghost Valley Forest, and then meet a white head.
Knowing the girl quietly bowed her head and wiped her tears.
That moment has untold gloom and despair.
Luo Changfeng took this scene into his eyes, even though he was separated by a ten-foot-high wall, he could still see it clearly.
"Knowing tears"
"She must be worried about herself again."
"Did those people give her a hard time after a rainy night?"
"There must be! She left that important burden to herself. Where will the demons in the Ghost Valley let her go? "
"She must have suffered a lot these days!"
Luo Changfeng secretly shook his fist.
"I often hear you talk about the heroic deeds of the Lord of Snowstorm Silver City, and I often hear you fantasize that he can appear beside you for no reason, and then the attention will take you away."
"Although I have recovered my broken memories these days, I’m still not sure if I really admire the Lord of Snowstorm Silver City."
"But it doesn’t matter, because this time I want you to be him."
"This time I am Luo Changfeng!"
"I want to take you away! Get rid of GuiGuLin from casting sword city … "
Chapter seventy-two A shot through the clouds
Suddenly, a tiger roars behind and Luo Changfeng sees the surrounding castle view. Long Hudou spectators point to themselves as if they saw a bloody thing suddenly exploding.
Crisis consciousness hit his heart, and he suddenly turned around and saw the white tiger with its mouth wide open coming at him …
It turned out that he fancied that the slave slaves had announced the Long Hudou rules to more than 100 slaves in the arena. However, the new slaves have been imprisoned in the iron prison for nearly a year in less than half a month. The wicked, together with the white tiger of the prison car and the strange man who covered his eyes with deja vu black cloth, will become the only living person after Long Hudou, and he will get rid of his slave status and get the honor of the Lord of Casting Sword City.
Fly into the sky!
You must kill if you want to live!
This is the law of life in the arena, simple and rude!
……
The white tiger, who was deliberately accused of eating and hungry for a long time, roared upwards after coming out of the cage and rushed to Luochangfeng, which was the nearest and turned his back on it.
As terrible as being hit by a meteor, Luo Changfeng turned and was jumped by a white tiger a few meters away. The sharp Tiger Claw pressed his chest so hard that he couldn’t move at all.
Where does the white tiger know how to control the sharp strength? At the moment when Tiger Claw pressed Luo Changfeng’s chest, he felt that he was pierced by a sharp sword and his black clothes overflowed with blood.
The white tiger’s maw was about to bite his most vulnerable neck.
When the castle saw this scene, the girl cried out in horror. She looked flustered and couldn’t help but move forward several steps. Her eyes were full of worries.
Beside white male elder brother smiled and turned "what? An acquaintance? Why don’t I call someone to let him go? "
Knowing that the girl was in a trance and realized that she was rude, she looked at the casting sword city with strange and daunting eyes and shook her head very reluctantly. "No, no, I think it’s too bloody!"
The white man stretched out his arm and gently took the knowledge into his arms. "Then close your eyes and have a rest for a while. After watching Long Hudou, I will take you to the Duke’s Mansion."
Knowing that the girl is clever and nodded, her eyes never moved from the black silver-haired man in the arena.
She silently swallowed her tears.
Watching him live and die, but nothing can be done.
She suddenly felt a little regret that she had left him alone in the rainy night. If she hadn’t deceived him, what would have happened?
