The bloodthirsty and madness in its eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep look of disbelief and despair.
The next moment, there was a sudden bang, and his neck broke directly.
Countless blood gushed out crazily, and his huge head fell directly to the ground!
Everyone exclaimed: "He died like this? The majestic Eight-Star Demon King, the Bear King of the Desert died like this?"
"Oh my god, it's so awesome, so strong!"
"The Sword Slave deserves to be a Sword Slave, and he deserves to be the top master in the Colosseum! With one strike of his sword, he will kill the Bear King of the Desert Land!"
Everyone exclaimed in exclamation and applauded loudly.
The sound of cheers resounded throughout the sky!
The skinny young man said to Chen Feng triumphantly: "Haha, I said yes? How about it? Am I right?"
But Chen Feng ignored him, which made him very dissatisfied.
Because at this time, Chen Feng's eyes were fixed on the neck of the sword slave.
Because, just now, after the sword slave stood completely upright, he suddenly saw that there was a small jade ring tied on the sword slave's neck.
Compared with his body, the jade ring was simply too small. If it weren't for Chen Feng's sharp eyes, he wouldn't even be able to see it!
After Chen Feng saw the jade ring, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He immediately realized that he had definitely seen this jade ring somewhere before!
Chen Feng stared blankly at the sword slave's neck. Han Yu'er immediately realized something was wrong with him and asked with some worry: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Feng said softly: "Look at the sword slave's neck. I see a jade ring there. It looks familiar. I've seen it before. I've definitely seen it somewhere!"
Han Yu'er exhausted her eyes and looked there, and sure enough she saw a jade ring!
She exclaimed, "This jade ring is exactly the same as the one Aunt Mei gave me!"
"What?" Chen Feng felt like a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, instantly illuminating his thoughts and reminding him of where he had seen it before.
It turned out that it was the jade ring that Aunt Mei gave to Han Yu'er.
Han Yu'er took out the jade ring left by Aunt Mei and said: "Aunt Mei told me that as long as the color of this jade ring does not change, it means that she is not threatened. Do you think this jade ring is the same as the one on the sword slave's neck?"
Exactly the same?"
Chen Feng looked carefully, and sure enough, they were exactly the same, without any difference!
Chen Feng said in a trembling voice: "Did Aunt Mei tell you about the origin of this jade ring?"
Looking at his expression, Han Yu'er knew that this matter was unusual. She nodded and said: "Aunt Mei did mention it to me. She said that this jade ring looks ordinary, but it is actually an extremely special material, blended with extremely...
The complex formation is made by top alchemist masters and is very expensive."
"At the beginning, apart from her, only your mother, his eldest lady, and another loyal servant had them. There were only three of them in total."
"And each one is actually a mother and child ring. The one in Aunt Mei's place is the mother ring, and the one I have here is the child ring!"
After hearing what she said, Chen Feng's expression changed drastically.
He was so excited that goosebumps appeared on the surface of his body and his whole body trembled.
He looked at Dao Slave blankly and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be said, could it be said?"
The next moment, Chen Feng suddenly felt a bang, as if there was a thunderous explosion in his mind, and a tearing pain came, making him groan involuntarily, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Han Yu'er quickly supported him and asked: "Junior brother, junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, she didn't know that there was a memory in Chen Feng's mind that had been sealed for who knows how long, and it was quietly unsealed!
At this moment, Chen Feng couldn't feel himself or anyone around him. He even felt that his memory was lost. He felt as if he had returned to his childhood, still in a warm swaddle.
Chen Feng stretched out his hand, and he saw that his hand was as white as jade, plump and cute, and it was the baby's arm.
Chen Feng knew that he was a baby at this time, which was a very wonderful feeling.
Then, he looked up and saw a handsome woman in palace attire, hugging him with a smile on her face.
Inexplicable excitement surged in Chen Feng's heart, and he felt like he was bursting into tears.
He knew that this woman was his mother, and next to him, there was a little girl, smiling like a flower, stretching out her hands to tease him.
This girl looks exactly like Aunt Mei, but she is just a few decades younger, a little more childish and a little less mature.
Then, Chen Feng glanced and saw a giant man standing next to him. This giant man was four or five meters tall. He was holding a giant knife in his arms and had a simple and honest smile on his face.
He was looking at Chen Feng with love on his face.
Looking at him like that, he seemed to want to come up and tease Cheng Feng, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he didn't dare.
Obviously, he cares about Chen Feng very much!
When Chen Feng saw the sweaty face, he was instantly shocked.
The next moment, he had regained his consciousness. He sensed his own existence. Looking around, he knew that he was still in the ancient city of Condor.
Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
He looked at the giant man, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, and murmured: "I found you, Uncle Dao, Uncle Dao, you have suffered!"
It turned out that the face of this big man was exactly the same as what Chen Feng remembered.
At this time, Chen Feng didn't know his life or his past, but Chen Feng knew that his name was Uncle Dao.
He is his mother's most loyal guard, loves her even more, and is an expert with a knife. Yet he has fallen to this, being treated like a slave and an animal!
This made Chen Feng's eyes turn blood red instantly!
He whispered to Han Yu'er: "He is one of my seniors, a very important senior. I must save him!"
Han Yu'er was stunned, then smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother, whatever you say is what it is."
At this time, the Sword Slave, no, I should say Sword Uncle, seemed to have exhausted all his strength with the sword and fell to the ground.
The four Eight-Star Martial Kings dragged him back into the cage and locked it again.
The big boss laughed loudly and said to everyone: "How is it, everyone, is the performance this humble slave brought to you not bad?"
Everyone cheered: "Very good!"
And at this moment, suddenly, many people were stunned and then stopped cheering.
The chief executive was stunned for a moment, then he saw the scene and raised his eyebrows.
