Somewhat anxious, I stretched out my hand to push Rong Xiyue.
She ducked and dodged.
Seeing that the push was in vain, the soldier's face felt embarrassed for a moment, and then changed to a ferocious look.
"Go in! Go in! I've kept you nobles waiting for a long time, and you'll be rewarded with the fruits of your labor!"
It's like a huge net, with mist spreading in front of it. Even if you try to open your eyes wide, you can't see what is behind the mist and the net.
Because, the moment she dodged the soldier, Rong Xiyue looked up and saw a man in blue sitting in the arena. His face looked very similar to his own.
She is exactly the same as she was in men's clothing at this time. The slightly upward phoenix eyes, cherry-colored lips, and delicate face seem to be an enlarged version of her.
At this time, the man was shaking a feather fan in his hand and looking at the cruel arena below with a smile on his face. He seemed to be enjoying himself very much.
That face that was almost exactly the same as her own made Rong Xiyue couldn't help but want to know.
Who is that man? Why does he look exactly like me?
"Your Excellency Yuerong?" Baili Ziyu was pushed by others. Seeing that Rong Xiyue did not make a move, but instead looked towards the arena, he refrained from making a move. These soldiers did not have those glowing spears in their hands.
, there is no flow of spiritual essence or magic power in their bodies, and they look like they are just the most ordinary or useless bodies. If they resist, these people are no match at all.
But why didn’t Your Excellency Yuerong resist?
"Go in and have a look."
Rong Xiyue's voice was very light, unlike before, there was a smile in her voice even if she never laughed.
Zong Qing was troubled by the fresh little white flower blooming on his head, and he didn't dare to move much at all, because he found that as long as he moved casually, the little white flower would shake violently on his forehead, then, starting from the middle of the scalp,
It will cause an unbearable pain.
What made his noble and handsome face even more bitter was that he found that the pain would only be reduced if he got close to the ten-year-old face. If he touched the small white flower on his head, the pain would disappear immediately.
Even so, Zong Qing could not touch the body of October Rong. Once he touched it, he would be thrown away sadly and fell to the ground.
Zong Qing felt that he was really living in dire straits now.
If only those old guys knew about his reputation!
However, he has always done whatever he likes. He will always like what he likes until the person dislikes him. Hey, who makes this October face look so pleasing to the eye?!
The group of people was escorted by soldiers and headed towards the arena.
I don’t know what kind of epitome of the times this is. This arena is very large, and the seats around it can accommodate thousands of people. Obviously, these thousands of people must be nobles to be qualified to enter. You can know just by looking at the fine clothes and food.
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Not only that, Rong Xiyue also discovered that the people sitting in the arena were all very good-looking, with handsome men and beautiful women.
People who hadn't seen them come in originally saw Rong Xiyue and others coming in wearing "fancy clothes", and they all looked at them curiously, pointed, and chuckled in their small comments.
The nobles were all wearing rare silks and satins, but those worn by Rong Xiyue and others did not look like the silks and satins of the ancient times. The ones here looked the most precious.