It was Zong Qing's golden clothes. Unfortunately, the clothes were now in tatters and tatters, and the original golden light could still be seen.
Rong Xiyue and others were taken directly to the arena. As they walked inside, some frivolous rich kids whistled and cheered.
Her eyes were focused on the man in blue. His face was so similar to hers that she had to wonder whether this man could be from the Rong family.
I wonder if her father’s appearance is just like that?
Rong Xiyue kept her gaze on the man in blue, but the man did not lower his noble head and glanced down at her as she walked into the arena.
The smile on his face is more of a smile than a smile.
Who is he?
In the chaotic scene around my ears, broken limbs and bones were everywhere in the arena, and there was a strong smell of blood. When I stepped on the ground and raised my foot again, the sticky feeling lingered.
There was a nauseating smell in the air. Although Hai Lanzhu couldn't see the scene in front of her, she still felt nauseous when she smelled the smell.
"Ugh~~"
Holding Baili Ziyu's arm tightly, the heavy breathing coming from not far away made the person who couldn't see anything feel very uneasy.
"Ouch--!"
Baili Ziyu was observing the surrounding scene. He didn't remember to look at the things under his feet. He was just shocked by the cruel gladiatorial arena in ancient times. Hai Lanzhu next to him suddenly grabbed his hand again and placed it on the ground.
The blood was so sticky and slippery that he accidentally fell to the ground.
He accidentally fell to the ground along with the sea blue bead that was holding him. In an instant, the two of them were covered in mottled colors, dark green mixed with black and red blood, and their light and elegant blue skirts were meandering.
With a strange blood color, the two people had not yet entered the battle, as if they had come out of the war circle.
Rong Xiyue heard the sound and finally moved away from the man in blue and looked around.
A large open space, half of it is loess, with bones and bones piled up on the ground, and half of it is green and soft grass. However, the grass is stained with blood. The dried blood is mixed with fresh blood, forming a pattern.
Visually impactful picture.
And in the middle, in the sky, I don't know how these ancient people did it. There is a rope hanging in the air. It looks very thin, but it is hanging an iron cage that looks not light.
In the cage, there are three beasts imprisoned.
Not a tiger, not a lion, but an ox.
Rong Xiyue narrowed her eyes. Those three cows were obviously the newly-given cow and her calf. The one with the glaring eyes and the fanatic breath coming from its nose should be the cow's mate.
However, the red crystal that the maid mentioned was neither on the bull's head nor on the cow's head, but in the middle of the newborn calf's forehead.
This red crystal is set on the forehead of the pitch-black calf, which must have determined the extraordinary nature of this calf.
The hair on the cows and bulls is incomparably black, with strong limbs, sharp horns, and the power to trample you under their feet at any time. Even in a cage at this time, no one can ignore it.
If you want the red crystal, you must step over the carcasses of the cow and the bull.