This entrance ceremony to the Royal Arena, although nominally it means that the nobles who have purchased tickets to enter can choose the slaves to be collected by the Arena at will.But in reality, they didn't put all the slaves in a row for everyone to choose.Therefore, with the exception of some well-informed people, the rest of the people, even if they have purchased tickets, they have to watch every gladiatorial fight carefully.to discern the slaves they were going to take.And now, not long after the ceremony began, the department trading slaves in the depths of the arena is naturally also idle and tight.But just when the staff was doing nothing, a voice suddenly came into his ears."
Where is that little girl from the Roland family?
Bring her out!
”Along with the voice, there was also a mediocre token.Of course, this is only in the eyes of ordinary people.In fact, in the eyes of the arena staff, this token directly represents the wrongdoer......
Ahh"My lord, may I ask you to take Roman?
Roland?
”The staff member who took the token looked down and looked at it, but his face suddenly looked a little uncomfortable."
What?
Do you have questions?
”"Tell me the truth, my lord.Just a few moments before you, a man and a woman had just entered—they had chosen the eldest lady of the Roland family!
”"Huh?
Is there such a thing?
”The awe-inspiring man's face froze, and it seemed strange that someone would be the first to get ahead of him."
I can't imagine that there is anyone else in Riptide Castle who will be interested in that little girl from the Roland family?"
The man glanced at it with interest, and the dark passage behind the staff was no longer distinguishable from the staff.I just waited there.Anyway, in his opinion, there is only one exit from the prison where slaves are held in the Royal Arena, and as long as he waits here, sooner or later he will wait for the person he is waiting for.In fact, there was no mistake in his choice, from the time he appeared in front of the staff, to the person he was looking for appeared in front of him, the time did not even exceed half an hour."
You're in our way.""
No, no.You're wrong.It's clear that you're in my way. ”As soon as Poo appeared, he saw Sophie, who was confronting a man dressed as an aristocracy.Of course, if it was just a man dressed like a nobleman, Long Yan would definitely not even have the interest to look at him.But unfortunately, this man is not an ordinary man."
How does this guy look so much like that second fool (Prince of Arthas) in Lordaeron?"
Long Jing frowned, looked coldly at the man who was confronting Sophie with a cold face, and thought to himself.Of course, although the dragon's eye is used, the prince who is nicknamed by the players as the great filial son of Lordaeron is a metaphor.But this is not to say that the two are related by blood.In fact, he just meant that this cool-looking man, like the Prince of Arthas, was imbued with a stunningly neutral beauty.Demon sister doesn't have Mimi, good guy, Alsace is still a young pink Zhengtai, and it can be said that there is some neutral beauty on his body.- At least it won't be mistaken for a weird creature like a sissy or something.But the man in front of him, the neutral beauty he showed was absolutely beautiful, even surpassing most of the beauties that Longyan had ever seen!
- If you have to come up with a specific level for the dragon's eye to compare, this man will not even be weaker than the picturesque beautiful Saint of Light and the "dream lover" of all the High Elves!"
Looks like you're here on purpose?"
Just when the dragon was thinking about Princess Kyle's charming delicate body, the handsome Sophie, who was originally in a state of confrontation, suddenly whispered coldly to the neutral beauty......
Ahh"It's not a matter of finding fault, as long as you stay and bring out the woman, I can treat it as if nothing happened and let you leave safely."
As the neutral "beauty" spoke, a giant sword appeared in his hand, which was unusually thick compared to his long figure."
If not, then don't blame the sword of the earth in my hand for being merciless!""......"
Sophie's face was cold, and the sword in her hand was also unsheathed!"
Am I still afraid that you won't make it?"
A ray of light flashed on the long sword like autumn water, and then under the leadership of the sword master, it stabbed towards the neutral "beauty" holding the giant sword.“！！！”
Although Sophie is extremely fast, she also has the advantage of being the first mover.But since that neutral "beauty" dared to provoke her, she was naturally prepared.Even because of his miscalculation of Sophie's speed, he didn't defend against Da Handsome's sword in time.However, in this world with a clear hierarchy of power, it is not possible to do whatever you want as fast as in martial arts novels!"
What a sword!
Without this sword, your threat to me would definitely have to drop by more than three levels. ”The neutral "beauty" voice urn sound urn came angrily.Just now, when Sophie's long sword was approaching, he relied on the heaviness of the giant sword in his hand to block it stubbornly.It's just that the handsome girl who has been on the verge of life and death all the year round will naturally not play the assassin's trick of "missing a blow and running away thousands of miles".At the moment of the fight, she took out more than 100 swords around the neutral "beauty", and the bullying was that the earth sword of this "beauty" was not as flexible as the long sword in her hand.And in fact, the neutral "beauty" really can't rely on the giant sword alone to defend against Sophie's fast sword."
It's a pity, even with such a sharp sword, your strength is too weak to break through my "Earth Protection".So, you better hand over Roman obediently!
”Although the heart is shrouded in thick rock formations, the voice of the neutral "beauty" is no longer beautiful.But his eyes were still tightly "staring" at Sophie's body, for fear that this handsome girl would give him such a violent and hurtful time."
Can't hurt you?
If you are a true legendary powerhouse, you may still have the qualifications to say such things to me......"
Sophie said handsomely, and the long sword in her hand was still inseparable from the rock armor of the neutral "beauty", "It's a pity, you are not!"
”() Light of Lordaeron