The Frozen Girl: The Beast-Controlling Concubine

Chapter 47 Underground Combat Arena (3)

The Fourth Madam was a little annoyed, and seeing that Ziyan's hand was injured, the corners of her mouth moved, but she didn't say a word, she turned around and walked out the door.

Murong Ziyan poked her head out of the bed when she heard the sound of gradually leaving footsteps, and looked at the back of the fourth lady leaving, her eyes suddenly turned cold, "Murong Qingyuan, I will never let you go."

The insult she suffered today, she will definitely get back twice as much.

　Tomorrow, I will go to Murong Shishan to discuss how to fix that trash Murong Qingyuan.

As night fell, the cold moonlight shrouded the silent General's Mansion, making it very quiet.

Murong Qingyuan dressed in men's clothes, her movements were as agile as a cat, her body was like lightning, and she jumped onto the roof of the small courtyard of the General's Mansion.

Because she lived in a relatively remote place in the General's Mansion, and everyone in the General's Mansion wanted Murong Qingyuan to die sooner.

So there was no guard at all, and this was just in line with Murong Qingyuan's wishes. Going out at night in the future will not be so troublesome, and you can hang out wherever you want.

Her petite body stood on the roof of Na Nuo Da, which made her look even smaller.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on her slightly old robe, refracting a faint brilliance, and her surprisingly mediocre face, under the cold moonlight, also looked a little glamorous.

In the next second, she disappeared on the roof, and the whole process was like a gust of wind.

As a top killer in the 21st century, these are no longer under her words.

Back then when the devil was training, it was life that was worse than death.

She was wandering alone in the capital of Tiansi Kingdom. As expected of the capital of Tiansi Kingdom, red lanterns were hung everywhere, and the originally pitch-black night also looked reddish.

It was a peaceful scene, and some hawkers were still shouting, and the common people didn't rest so early.

I was still walking around the street, everyone was wearing very simple clothes, only those daughters who were dressed in fancy clothes, and more rouge and gouache.

The noisy market was full of the smell of rouge and gouache, Murong Qingyuan frowned displeasedly, a man happened to pass by him, her crystal-like eyes flashed, and she quickly stood in front of that man, smiling asked, "My lord, where is the underground arena?"

The slightly wealthy man in brocade robes, his facial features were a bit majestic, he sized up Murong Qingyuan in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows, "Young master, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to go in and take a look!" Murong Qingyuan's appearance was not very amazing, so she looked like an ordinary person, wearing a slightly old men's clothing, looking more like a street gangster, not serious at all .

"It's not a place where everyone can go in and have a look." There was obvious sarcasm in the gorgeously dressed man's eyes, but Murong Qingyuan didn't care.

She laughed so hard that her mediocre face was about to bloom, and asked softly again, "My lord, just tell me! Where is the underground arena?"

The gorgeously dressed man frowned handsomely, and there seemed to be a trace of displeasure on his handsome face. He said mockingly, "There is no one with your status who can get in."

Only noble people can enter the underground arena.

Poor people are generally not allowed in, because poor people simply cannot afford to gamble.

There are not only people who can challenge the three levels of wrestlers there, but those who go to watch can also bet. As long as he bet on someone, then if that person wins, the underground fighting arena will pay a loss of [-]%. Ten ways to give guests.

(End of this chapter)