Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 77 "Brave" NO.17 Warrior

Qingyange raised her eyebrows, her tone raised, "Gongsunye, you can't think it's not a good book just because it has a little color on it, you're prejudice."

Gongsun Ye: "..."

"Okay, let's go." Qingyange picked up her pace and walked forward slowly.

Gongsunye and Qingyuan followed, and asked in unison, "Where are we going?"

Qing Yange looked back and smiled sweetly, a wanton light flashed across those eyes, "Colosseum."

"Isn't that the place where the regent's business is in person? Where are you going, princess?" Gongsun Ye was surprised, he didn't understand the princess' intention.

Qingyange glanced at Gongsunye meaningfully, "You'll know when you go."

A quarter of an hour later.

Colosseum room.

This is the place with the best view range in the entire Colosseum.

Guests can sit on the soft bed and drink fragrant tea, and they can have a panoramic view of the oval-shaped Colosseum through the windows.

The entire Colosseum is surrounded by high-rise buildings with carved railings and jade. There are dozens of private rooms on each floor, and each private room is full of people. This is also the place where the ticket price is the most expensive.

In addition, spectators can also sit on the rectangular low stools made of stone inside the Colosseum to watch.

Because the distance is too close, the safety is not fully guaranteed, and the fare is much cheaper.

The reason why the guests come to watch the beast fight is because the fight between man and beast is very exciting and has a good impression, and on the other hand, it is to participate in betting and earn money.

At this moment, Gongsun Ye was sitting in one of the private rooms. He was leaning against the window drinking fragrant tea, and his clear and curling eyes were staring straight into the Colosseum.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Qing Yuan, who was sweating profusely, came in hastily.

When Gongsun Ye heard the movement, he quickly looked back and asked eagerly, "Has the matter been settled?"

Qingyuan quickly walked up to Gongsunye, and said respectfully, "Young Master, please rest assured, the 10 taels of silver notes we brought are all on the princess."

This 10 taels is the last funds that can be used in the Princess Mansion.

Gongsun Ye took a sip of tea, his eyes became darker, and he asked worriedly: "Are you sure it's okay for the princess to participate in the beast fight?"

"The princess said that this is the fastest way to make money. I just read it. Everyone bet on the No. [-] warrior. No one bets on the princess, who is unknown. If the princess wins the first prize, the odds are quite impressive. "Qing Yuan said confidently.

"But if something happens to the princess..." Gongsun Ye was still a little apprehensive.

If the princess hadn't insisted on participating in the beast fight in person, he wouldn't have easily compromised.

"Young Master, have you forgotten that the princess killed more than a thousand assassins with her bare hands on the night the regent forced the palace? They are just beasts, so don't worry too much." Qing Yuan is really relieved about Qing Yange's strength.

"... Sigh." Gongsun Ye sighed, lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, his concerned eyes fell on the Colosseum again.

At this moment, in the Colosseum, the drums have already been beating to shake the sky, and the first warrior has already entered the field.

Inside the backstage.

Qingyange took a deep breath, her eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn't wait to gear up.

And the sound of her breathing seemed to the fierce man in front to be because of fear.

He turned his head and glanced at Qingyange.

I saw her surrounded by a long skirt, she was delicate and thin, she looked so fragile that she would fall over when blown.

Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see clearly, but those watery eyes were as clear as a spiritual spring in a mountain stream.

The strong man thought for a while, and finally said, "Little girl, are you a newcomer? I think you are weak and weak, so you should not be able to stand up. You'd better not participate."

Only then did Qing Yange take out a comic book from her bosom, reading it with great interest, she didn't even notice that the strong man was talking to her.

The fierce man thought that Qingyan Song was to divert attention, and he continued to comfort him: "Although the fee for playing is 100 taels, countless fighters died on the field. Alas, it seems that there are not many warriors who have come recently. Otherwise, Guanshi Tie wouldn't even accept you, a skinny guy."

Qingyange was seeing the exciting part, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and the light in her eyes became even brighter.

It's so exciting, this provocative pose, this level of ambiguity!
It's just like being there!

The strong man heard Qing Yange's exclamation, thinking that she was moved by him.

He puffed out his chest proudly, and began to teach his secrets, "Little girl, in fact, you don't have to win this beast fight. When you come to the field, you can feint a few times at will, then lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. The wild beast will only feel bored and will not attack again, so you will get the 100 taels of silver, so don't be greedy for the 300 taels you won..."

"Warrior No. 17, please go on stage!" Just as the fierce man said and danced, there was an urging voice from the front.

The fierce man stood up abruptly, hammered his strong and powerful chest, and gave Qingyange a final warning, "Little girl, remember my secret! I have been earning money like this this year!"

Qingyange's ears moved, and she felt a little pain in her neck, so she raised her head and twisted her head. Her gaze happened to meet the concern-filled eyes of the strong man, and her eyes were raised.

It seemed that this person had been chattering in her ear just now.

But why did he look at her with such eyes?

Qingyange is a bit unclear.

Who cares.

It's still a good book.

Qingyange was immediately attracted by the contents of the book, and was unable to extricate herself from galloping in the sea of ​​colorful books.

until--

"Oh my god!! It's going to kill someone!"

"Isn't it, the beast is so fierce today?"

"Oh my god, won't that NO.17 warrior die?!"

"Why didn't anyone go up to save him? Are all the guards in the arena dead?"

"You don't understand that this is a rule. As long as you go to the Colosseum, life and death are up to you, and you can't interfere. They can't do anything about it."

"Today, the lion was probably angered by the No. 17 warrior. Right now, he's panicking. The No. [-] warrior also won the same lottery. Right now, the lion is venting his anger on him."

Qingyange was brought back to reality by the noise from all directions, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

what happened?
Her eyes subconsciously looked towards the interior of the Colosseum.

I saw the fierce man who seemed to be chatting with her just now lying motionless on the ground, but that ferocious lion seemed to be very angry. It roared up to the sky, and the long roar was so shocking that it seemed to pierce the eardrum.

Only then did the fierce man realize that today's lion is not easy to fool. He struggled to get up, but found that his usually strong and powerful thighs were trembling, and he couldn't raise any strength at all.

He found that he had lost control of his body, and could only lie on the spot stupidly, watching the bloody mouth approaching quickly.

It’s over.

He is going to die.

(End of this chapter)