Luo Xichen, who was walking in front, turned around and stretched out a hand towards her, his ice blue eyes flashing with excitement: "Wan Qing, hurry up, the fight is about to begin."
"Huh?" She looked at him very doubtfully, but still put her little hand in the big one very obediently.
This time, instead of the big hand grasping the slender wrist, the big hand held the small hand tightly. The feeling of heat came from his palm, warming her somewhat clammy hand.
"There are too many people below, Wan Qing, remember to follow me closely and never let go of my hand."
When he reached the end of the stairs, he took her through the crowded crowd, pushing through the roaring and tsunami-like shouts, and rushed to the front row with great difficulty.
He kept holding her hand tightly and protecting her, never taking his eyes away for a moment. Finally, the two of them squeezed to the railing at the front.
About ten meters below, there was a large competitive stage. Two tough and muscular men looked at their opponents with sharp eyes, clenching their fists, eager to try.
"Black market boxing?" Su Wanqing raised her head in surprise and looked at Luo Xichen. He said he took her to watch a gladiatorial performance a thousand years ago, just to watch a black market boxing match?
As expected, the Andrew family not only owns its own Colosseum, but also dares to place the black market boxing arena directly below the Colosseum, which is a cultural heritage.
"It's not exactly black market boxing. The way of fighting is very free. It can be boxing, taekwondo, free fighting, Chinese martial arts, Japanese judo. In short, it doesn't stick to any style. As long as you can defeat your opponent, it counts." The young man is very bloody.
Luo Xichen obviously liked this atmosphere very much, and explained in detail, "The prizes are generally more expensive, sometimes in cash, sometimes in valuable antiques and jewelry."
Su Wanqing nodded and looked in the direction pointed by Luo Xichen's finger. On a high platform in the west of the arena, today's prize was presented with anti-theft glass and infrared rays.
A platinum pink diamond cross pendant and a small handcuff-shaped metal chain are placed in an exquisite dark purple velvet gift box.
"That's..." Su Wanqing opened her eyes wide and looked at the familiar prize, and then at the platinum blue diamond cross pendant on Luo Xichen's chest.
Luo Xichen's lips curved into a perfect arc, his ice-blue eyes were sharp and cold, and his voice was full of determination: "Yes, it's the same as mine."
"This pair of pendants is called the Morning Star. It originated from St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican seven hundred years ago. The legendary right hand of the god, Lucifer, apostatized and fell in chaos for seven days and nights, losing his godhead."
"I've heard this story." Although Su Wanqing is not a Christian, he still knows a thing or two about the deeds of Lucifer, the Demon King of Hell. "But what does this have to do with this pair of pendants?"
Luo Xichen's icy blue eyes became a little blurred, and her voice was clear and clear as she spoke: "Legend has it that Lucifer's favorite woman, the six-winged war angel Alexiel, is one of the most beautiful women in the divine world."
"Lucifer was so defeated that he was thrown into chaos by the palm of the war angel Alexiel. It is said that Alexiel also went crazy later and was killed in the second war between gods and demons, and her godhead was destroyed.
, the soul can never be reincarnated."
"Lucifer collected the fragments of Alexiel's godhead and merged them with the godhead he had given up to create this pair of morning stars."