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- ¡ª¡ªThe arena of the Llama people was originally a place for Llama warriors to compete in martial arts. Before the Llama people dominated both sides of the Mediterranean, there was no blood here, but only the martial spirit and mutual respect between warriors. Give and take.
Countless Llama warriors once walked out from here and became famous and all-powerful generals.
As the Llama gradually grew stronger and conquered both sides of the Mediterranean with iron hooves, the Llama Empire, like all the once powerful empires in history, became corrupt, killing, extravagant, and arrogant, and gradually filled this powerful empire.
Ordinary entertainment methods can no longer satisfy Luoma¡¯s nobles and wealthy commoners.
They began to pursue real killing, and they were happy to see one life after another end in front of them to satisfy their morbid psychology.
Since that time, Llama¡¯s arena has deteriorated.
Countless foreigners captured by the Llama people were trained as gladiators and killed each other in the arena. Once they stepped onto the arena, they could not control their own fate or even that of their opponents. The only person who could decide their life or death was Those high-altitude audiences - the nobles and commoners of Llama.
There are no fewer than dozens of bloody arenas like this in the Luoma Empire, the largest of which is undoubtedly the Imperial Arena in Luoma City.
Even if the gladiators who can be sent here are not elites who have experienced hundreds of battles in other gladiatorial arenas, they must be strong and possess considerable combat effectiveness.
In Mare¡¯s eyes, Xiaosheng and Montague are undoubtedly such people.
Facts have proved that his vision was not wrong. He successfully sold the two of them to the Imperial Arena and received 60,000 gold coins. Since it is the largest arena in the Llama Empire, the gladiators here have to undergo the same brutal training as elsewhere, but their treatment is very good.
At least each of them can get two large pieces of yellow flour cakes every day, and a bowl of soup made from unknown meat. Although the taste of this soup is not very good, it can taste like meat after all.
There are nearly a thousand gladiators here, including Golu people, Camaite people, Rite people, Serai people, Farat people and dozens of other ethnic groups.
They rarely communicate with each other.
In fact, the managers of the arena did not allow them to do that.
Ever since the gladiator named Siba launched a vigorous uprising a hundred years ago, leading twelve legions of gladiators and sweeping across almost half of the Llama Empire, the empire has enacted such laws. ©¤If gladiators are found communicating or gathering in private, they are all executed immediately.
Gladiators have become almost numb under this harsh system. They have almost no sense of resistance. They only know how to conduct cruel training every day in order to kill their opponents in the next game so that they can continue to live and enjoy. Those two pieces of yellow flour cake and hot broth, for them, this has almost become the highest pursuit in life.
Xiaosheng and Mengtai didn¡¯t know whether it was luck or misfortune. With their brilliant record in the village siege and their high worth of 30,000 gold coins, the two of them received extremely special care.
This special care is that they must wear iron bracelets and shackles, perform more than 3,000 stabs with a short sword every day, and then run around the training ground until sunset.
Such intense training, not to mention the young student who has lost his skills, even the strong Meng Tai can't bear it.
Almost every day we hear news about gladiators dying during training and competition, but Xiaosheng no longer cares about lamenting for those unfortunate guys.
When the training is over, he will be so tired that he sticks out his tongue like a dog, lies on the ground to recover his strength, and then drags his heavy steps to get the food.
While lying on the ground, Xiaosheng still did not forget to scold old man Wanxiang.
He really couldn¡¯t understand why Old Man Wanxiang created such a strange picture and brought himself into the world in the picture to be tortured.
He can swear in the name of the emperor, general and minister that he has never offended Old Man Wanxiang, nor has he ever insulted his female relativesif Old Man Wanxiang has female relatives.
Since Xiaosheng and Mengtai were newly arrived gladiators, and the managers of the arena had high expectations for them, they only trained every day and did not participate in competitions. Although the training was cruel, over time, Xiaosheng I actually gradually adapted to it.
What surprised him the most was that with the overloaded training day by day, he could barely activate a trace of star power or Zifu Xuangang, which showed that his skills were slowly recovering.
Although the recovery speed is extremely slow, and the power he can mobilize now is only enough for one blow in a real battle, it gives him hope.?The ill feeling towards the Patriarch of Wanxiang has also weakened a lot.
On this day, after a day of training, Xiaosheng was still lying on the ground as usual, secretly running the Six Stars and Zifu Xuandan in his body to accumulate strength. Meng Tai came from a distance and patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother, stop pretending. With your current physical strength, you don't need to rest for so long, right? Let's go, let's go eat."
Originally, conversations between gladiators were strictly prohibited, but Xiaosheng¡¯s time was not in vain. He had already gotten into a fight with the vicu?a soldiers guarding them and almost became friends.
Those Luma soldiers thought he was from the legendary Great Xia Kingdom, and they looked at him differently. In addition, the young man's ability to brag was even more outstanding. When he boasted to these Llama soldiers, they were so happy that they leaned back and forth. Now, These llama soldiers have considered listening to flattery from young students as one of their daily pastimes.
Xiao Sheng is a young man. When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, in this world where we don¡¯t know whether it is real or illusory, no one dares to claim to be the first.
????????????????? Leaf cards, chess games, and bird games were brought out, and the vicu?a soldiers were immediately fascinated, and each of them became frustrated with playing with the things. They had long forgotten what their mother¡¯s name was, so they turned a blind eye to him.
Xiao Sheng sat up with a smile and whispered in Meng Tai's ear: "Brother Meng, I'm not lazy. I'm planning how to escape from here."
Mengtai's face changed: "You'd better stop being delusional. What if you escape? No one can escape the pursuit of the vicu?a cavalry. If they are caught, they will be nailed alive."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of mind, what are the vicu?a cavalry? As long as I recover my power, the entire Luoma Empire will be destroyed at my will.
But he said: "Okay, let's not talk anymore, let's go to dinner." Since the arena is always under close surveillance by the llama troops, there is no need to worry about the gladiators escaping, so outside of training, the llama soldiers The management of gladiators was not very strict.
In the large dining hall of the arena, as long as they do not talk casually, the gladiators are free to eat and drink. For the gladiators, this is a relatively free space.
Holding their identity tags, Xiaosheng and Mengtai stood behind a big gladiator, waiting to receive food.
What makes Xiaosheng very surprised is that this big man is not shackled. This is almost impossible, unless he is not a gladiator, but he is clearly queuing in front of the window where the gladiators feed.
The young man was so surprised that he couldn't help but look at him twice.
The big man suddenly turned around and glared at Xiaosheng, as if he had eyes behind him.
His gaze stunned Xiaosheng. There was clearly a glimmer of light in this guy's eyes. It was definitely not a look that ordinary people could show. Even well-trained vicu?a soldiers and gladiators couldn't have such a look. Only cultivators can have such sharp eyes!
That means there is some kind of powerful energy in his body. As for what kind of energy it is, Xiaosheng has no idea. There are so many cultivators from various sects in the universe. God knows which sect he belongs to?
Xiaosheng¡¯s heart was electrified.
This guy is not blocked like me. He obviously has powerful power, but why is he here? The strangest thing is that I didn't expect that there are practitioners in this world. It seems that Old Man Wanxiang brought me here not just to have trouble with me.
After eating, Xiaosheng learned some things about the big man from Tai Meng.
This man¡¯s name is Wu Teli. He is not only a Llama man, but he was also the head of the bodyguard group of Matt Julian, the chief executive of the Julian family, one of the three major Llama families.
Later, I don¡¯t know what big mistake he made, so he was sent here to be a gladiator. Because he was a llama, he could enjoy the special treatment of not having to wear shackles.
Montagu happened to live in the same room as him. According to Montagu, this guy had only been here for more than half a month. He usually didn't like to talk. Because of his scary eyes, the gladiators in his room were afraid of him and rarely got close to him. >
It just so happened that this guy¡¯s grandmother was a Camaite, the same race as Montaigne, so Montaigne had just chatted with him a few words and learned some things about him.
Xiaosheng secretly sneered, the chief executive of the three major Luoma families should be someone at the center of power of the Luoma Empire, right?
Even if his confidant made a huge mistake, he would not be forced to be a gladiator in the arena, and this man named Wu Teili is clearly a cultivator
"This matter is not that simple. There must be an ulterior secret. But I am an outsider. I don't care what the secret is."??It has nothing to do with me anyway.
Just as he was about to break up with Montague and return to his cell, he suddenly heard the huge bell ringing on the training ground. Several vicu?a soldiers were riding on their horses with joyful faces, saying something loudly, and then they saw the horns. The fighters cheered loudly.
Xiaosheng was thinking about Wu Teli and didn't hear clearly what the Llama soldiers were saying, so he asked Mrs. Meng: "What happened?" Mrs. Meng said excitedly: "Three days later Llama On the National Day of the Empire, we gladiators can all get a day off on the day before the National Day. During this day, we can take off our shackles and play freely on the streets of Luoma City. Everyone heard this good news , to be so happy." "Is there such a thing?" Xiaosheng asked curiously: "The Luoma people are not afraid of us escaping?" "Luoma City is known as the most strongly defended castle in the world, and the faces of every gladiator are There are tattoos on them, where can we escape to?"
Mrs. Meng shook his head and said: "This news makes everyone very happy, but they forgot that on the day of National Day, I don't know how many gladiators will fall in the arena"
"Whatever, let's have a good day first." Xiaosheng said nonchalantly: "I just don't know if I will be paid that day? Can I find a beautiful llama woman?"
The Emperor of the Llama Empire, Mark Anthony Bruti, was wearing his favorite pure white half-hem skirt. He stood barefoot in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at another giant of the Llama Empire, Matt. .Julian walked through the huge fountain in front of the palace and walked towards his palace.
Looking at Julian¡¯s long legs that were almost comparable to those of a woman, Mark couldn¡¯t help but frown. He knew what Matt was thinking when he came to see him at this time.
It seems that the failure of the last conquest of Xigerman has not taught this handsome young consul a lesson, and his army is ready to move again.
If he guessed correctly, this consul, known as the "cold-blooded thug" of the Llama Empire, came to ask for reinforcements. Otherwise, the eight legions of the Julian family alone would obviously not be enough to deal with the Western Germans. and the 300,000 allied troops of the Serai people.
The middle-aged Emperor Luoma was deeply disgusted with the endless wars and killings for years.
The huge war machine of the Luoma Empire started with war and supported war with war. It has indeed received tangible benefits. However, as the territory of the Luoma Empire continues to expand, most of the nearby countries have been conquered, and the Luoma army has We can only extend the front and wage war against distant countries.
Too long a front is fatal to the army. The failure of Matt's last attack on Si German is the best example.
This is only a superficial phenomenon. To maintain such a country that focuses on war and continues to expand, it must support a large number of professional soldiers.
Luoma now has thirty professional legions.
The average service time of these soldiers is more than fifteen years. They have been fighting for almost half their lives and have nothing to do with farming and production. Once there are no more wars, they will be idle and become hooligans, robbers, and rapists. At that time, the entire Luoma Empire will decline.
Mark Antony and the family he represents are already preparing to carry out a thorough reform of the Llama Empire, so that this war beast can pause its aggression and have enough time to digest the food it has swallowed into its belly. Countries that had to surrender under the iron heel of the Llama people truly became part of Llama.
Thirty years, Mark believes that as long as he is given thirty years, he will be able to lead the Llama Empire to a higher place.
His daughter Mary is his strong supporter, and his family, as well as most of the elders of the Llama Senate, have expressed support for his upcoming changes. But what worries him the most is the Julian family and the Sebi family who are taking the lead.
These two families control nearly 50% of the Llama Empire's army, and behind them, it is said that the sacred mountains of Lot-Garonne Province are supporting them. Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but sigh. The two major families would not worry him, but the sacred mountains of Lot-Garonne Province were supreme in the minds of the Llama people.
"If I openly confront the Holy Mountain, how many Luoma people will support me as the emperor?" Will the Senate continue to support itself?
"Ankang. My respected Emperor." Matt Julian was always so polite, greeting Mark with his soft voice.
Looking at this beautiful man who was one of the top three llamas alongside him, Mark felt an indescribable disgust.
It is said that this Sabine, who is one-quarter Etruscan, is a homosexual.
In the increasingly corrupt Luoma Empire, although homosexuality is not a rare thing, Mark still cannot tolerate a consul contracting this bad habit.
"You??, my Lord Archon. "
Mark suppressed the disgust in his heart and maintained due courtesy: "Is your legion still on the border of Western Germany? If I remember correctly, as early as three months ago, the Senate and I had already issued a request for you. Order to withdraw. What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to make enemies of the entire Llama and the Senate?"
"Are you taking it too seriously, my respected Emperor?"
Facing Mark¡¯s almost scolding inquiry, Julian, who also held a high position, did not lose his temper at all. He sat on a white wooden chair with a very elegant posture and showed a moving smile.
"I think you and the Senate are both wrong. We cannot give up this war. In the history of the Llama people, there is only progress and no giving up. Am I right? Your Majesty the Emperor?"
Mark suppressed his anger and sat down opposite him: "But your legion has failed. The Llama people also have the courage to admit defeat. Can't you do it?"
"Failure" Julian chuckled sharply: "My eight legions withstood 300,000 enemies, and destroyed more than 20,000 enemy troops while losing 3,000 people. If this can be called a failure, then what? What is called victory? It¡¯s a pity that my troops are limited and I can¡¯t extend the front, otherwise I would have taken the capital of Sigerman long ago.¡±
Seeing that Mark didn't speak, Julian continued: "If there are five more legions, no, maybe three are enough, I can win this war! Your Majesty the Emperor, even if you don't count the power of the Senate, The Luoma Empire also has twenty-two well-equipped legions, wouldn¡¯t you tell me that now Luoma can¡¯t even provide three legions?¡±
"Is this why you came to see me?" Mark said calmly: "If so, you can go back. The orders of Emperor Luoma and the Senate cannot be changed. Julian, you must withdraw your order within half a month. The family's army, otherwise your army will be regarded as rebels by the Luoma Empire. Can you shoulder this responsibility?" "Your Majesty, are you forcing me to go to the Sebi family to seek help?"
Julian said coldly: "My family has always been responsible for Xigerman's affairs. The empire and the Senate should not point fingers at me at all. If you continue to insist on your wrong decision, I am afraid that I can only do this I believe Old Sebi will be happy to help my family. Because I am maintaining the pride and dignity of the Llama people."
"You are pulling the Llama Empire into the abyss."
Mark gradually became angry and said unceremoniously: "I'm afraid Old Seppi won't be as stupid as you and go against the entire empire and the Senate. You won't get a straw from him!"
"Maybe you are right." Julian's smile did not diminish, and he slowly took out a green short stick from his arms: "But you seem to have forgotten that the highest authority in Llama is not the emperor and the Senate, right?"
Seeing this short green stick, Mark, who had always been calm, couldn't help but change his expression: "It's a token of the divine envoy! Could it be that is the sacred mountain already preparing to support you?"
Julian laughed loudly: "What do you think? Your Majesty the Emperor, the Holy Mountain has supreme prestige in the hearts of the Luoma people. I think even you and the Senate would not dare to offend the Holy Mountain, right? Now let's talk about that Three legionsoh, maybe five legions."
Mark leaned heavily on the back of his chair, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"What about the sacred mountain? Father, does the law of Llama stipulate that "the emperor must obey the orders of the sacred mountain"?"
The fragrant breeze blew, and a beautiful girl wearing a white gauze dress slowly walked in.
"For three hundred years, we have been fighting endless wars under the instructions of the Holy Mountain."
The girl stared at Julian and said: "But the war must stop one day. After the destruction, isn't there a need for construction? Building a country is something that should be decided by the emperor. Why should the Holy Mountain interfere, right? What do you think? ?Uncle Julian?¡±
"Princess Mary, you are so bold!" Julian shouted.
"Three hundred years ago, the Llama Empire was still a weak country that was bullied. It was not until the divine envoys stationed in the sacred mountains of Lot-Garonne that our people became stronger and stronger. Under the blessing of the sacred mountains, the Llama Empire was in good weather. In the past hundred years, there has never been a major disaster. Without the sacred mountain, there would be no empire today, but youyou actually"
"I admit that what you said is true, Uncle Julian." Mary said: "But the sacred mountain has changed now, and we are instructed again and again to provoke unnecessary wars." For example, in the last expedition to Daxia, how many of us Soldiers buried in a foreign country? Don't you feel that the envoys of the Holy Mountain simply ignore the lives of the Luoma people? Maybe in their eyes, we are just pawns in the game, right? "Youyou are so bold!" "Zhu ?An stood up angrily: "Mary, don't think that just because you are the goddaughter of the chief senator of the Senate, you can disrespect the sacred mountain! You will pay the price for it!"
"Julian, I'm ready to pay the price for this."
Mark, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said: "I repeat, the order jointly issued by Emperor Luoma and the Senate cannot be changed, not even by the envoys of the Holy Mountain. You only have half a month, otherwise Luoma's army will Declare war on your family!"
Julian laughed wildly and stood up from the chair: "Okay, Mark, then you just wait for the punishment from the mountain, and you, my dear niece Mary."
Looking at Julian's disappearing back, Mark smiled and said: "My good daughter, you came at the right time. I am so proud of you."
Mary smiled and looked at her father with big, clear eyes: "Father, are you really ready to break up with the Holy Mountain?"
"It's not that serious."
Mark smiled and said: "I just want Shenshan to understand that the emperor of the Luoma Empire is not a puppet at their mercy, and I have never been afraid of them."
Mary looked at her father with almost adoring eyes and said softly: "Father, I admire you more and more."
Mark laughed and took Mary into his arms: "Is that so? So on this National Day, are you willing to accompany me to the Imperial Arena to watch the gladiator competition?"
"Father¡¡"
Mary frowned: "You know that was not a competition, but a cruel killing. This kind of inhumane activity should have ended long ago."
Mark shook his head slightly: "Reform is not something that can be completed in an instant. Some things have to be done slowly. My child, you should understand that as the emperor of the empire, you must first gain the approval of the people before you can do other things."
Mary nodded thoughtfully and said, "Father, I understand. I am willing to accompany you to the Imperial Arena."
"It's not just with me, there's your other father."
Mark smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Now, whether we can get the support of the Senate is very important to us."
The Llama people kept their promise. On the day before the National Day, the gladiators all got a day off without exception, and each of them also got a silver coin.
Llama is a strong country and rich in products, so prices are very low. This silver coin is enough for the gladiators to buy a bouquet of flowers to please the beauties on the streets of Llama City after having a big meal in the tavern.
Xiaosheng finally breathed the free air again. The first thing he did after leaving the arena was to go to a tavern with Montague and have a hearty meal. Then he followed the crowds and went to the Imperial Plaza of Luoma City to watch street performances.
The current Llama people are actually composed of Sabines, Umbrians, Latins, and Etruscans. Although these peoples live on the same land, they still maintain their own living habits. .
The Latins who like to sing and dance, the imaginative Umbrians, the Sabines who are good at acrobatics, and the Etruscans who have endless comedic masters, these people brought one wonderful performance after another to the audience in the square. program, there was endless applause and cheers.
At noon, the sound of drums sounded, and hundreds of Llama soldiers ran out from nowhere, clearing a passage among the crowd. When the Llama residents saw this scene, they immediately shouted excitedly , the sound is simply earth-shattering.
The student was very strange and couldn't help but ask Mrs. Meng: "What's going on?"
Montague said with a smile: "Every year on this day, the upper-class nobles of Luoma will get on their carefully prepared floats and come to the square. Whether they are emperors, consuls or princesses, they will come here to have fun with the people. These Luoma people are about to That¡¯s why I¡¯m so excited to see my emperor.¡±
"It's really strange for people in this country to be so excited when they see the emperor?" Xiaosheng said with a smile.
"This is probably why Luoma is so powerful. The people of Luoma regard the emperor as a god-like existence, so when they fight for their emperor, their morale will be high and they will be invincible."
"A god-like existence?"
Xiaosheng asked: "Do you have a god here?"
In the minds of the common people of all ethnic groups in Paradise Continent, the Holy Lord and the Blood Emperor are gods. As the son of the Blood Emperor, Xiaosheng has never been interested in so-called gods.
¡°We don¡¯t have our own gods, but the Llama people do.¡±
"It is said that the sacred mountain of Lot-Garonne in Llama is the residence of the god," said Montague. "But even the emperor of Llama has never seen the god. Usually, the envoy of the sacred mountain appears on behalf of the god." Divine envoy? SmallSheng Xin said, "It's getting more and more interesting. I didn't expect that the world in the painting created by the old man Wanxiang is quite realistic. There are actually gods and divine envoys appearing. I just don't know if these gods and envoys have anything to do with the old man Wanxiang." At this time, floats have come one after another. According to different status, the size of the floats and the decoration on the floats are also different. As the status of the float owner becomes higher and higher, the floats become more and more luxurious. Those vicu?a ladies wore the most beautiful costumes, exposed their sexy long legs and breasts, and stood on the floats swaggering through the market, attracting cheers after cheers.
In a blink of an eye, we have arrived at the last float.
This float is not only larger than other floats, but the design on the float is even more original. In the front half of the float, there are flowers of various colors cultivated on real soil. The back gradually rises to a small mountain covered with snow. , it turned out to be decorated with countless crushed ice cubes mixed with some white petals.
Wherever the float passes, a cool and refreshing fragrance is sprinkled, making everyone feel refreshed.
People were fascinated when they suddenly saw the "snow mountain" split on both sides, and a beautiful flower house rose from the bottom of the snow mountain.
The man sitting in the middle is dressed in brocade attire and has a majestic look. He is the current emperor of the Llama Empire, Mark Antony.
Next to him stood a beautiful girl in a fluttering white shirt. Autumn water was the god and white jade was the bones. The jade feet stepping on the flower carpet were flawless, as if they were made from a single piece of jade. Carved.
The girl's spiritual waves turned and she smiled at the people. Everyone present seemed to smell the faint fragrance on her body. They were all so drunk that they even forgot to applaud and cheer.
The young student was dizzy.
"I'm dead, I'm dead, why are there such beauties among the Luoma people?" It makes me want to marry her
The Luoma people were silent for a moment, and suddenly cheered in unison: "Long live Her Royal Highness Princess MaryLong live Your Highness"
At this moment when everyone was cheering, I saw a figure swaying, and a man in black clothes and a black cloth mask stood out from the crowd and rushed towards the float.
The vicu?a soldiers beside the float reacted very quickly and immediately drew their weapons to greet the man in black.
Facing the dozens of soldiers rushing toward him, the man in black showed no signs of panic. He rose up from the ground and landed directly on the float.
Those vicu?a soldiers could only watch as he flew over their heads.
The man in black moved as fast as a fox and rabbit. With a flick of his wrist, a soft silver sword that was only an inch thin appeared in his hand and stabbed straight towards Mark's chest. Princess Mary screamed when she saw this, and rushed in front of her father, trying to catch the sword with her body.
The man in black sneered. The true energy in his body flowed, and the sword suddenly turned green. He was absolutely confident that he would pierce Mark and his daughter with one sword. At this time, the camel soldiers were beyond their reach, and they were afraid of accidentally injuring the emperor and princess, so they did not dare to use bows and arrows to deal with the assassin. They were really helpless. Everyone present closed their eyes, thinking that His Majesty the Emperor and the Princess must die. Just as the sword tip was about to pierce the princess' pink back, a finger suddenly appeared in front of the sword tip.
A finger with a faint purple light.
The man in black was stunned for a moment, wondering where this finger came from. Suddenly he saw the finger flick on his sword, and a powerful force suddenly shot up along the sword and went straight to his heart.
Finally, the man in black had extraordinary experience and immediately judged that the force was beyond his ability to contend with. He quickly threw away his sword and took advantage of the situation to jump towards the crowd below. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared.
The person who rescued the princess was Xiaosheng.
This time, forcing the man in black back almost exhausted all the strength he had gathered over the past few days. Fortunately, the man in black thought he was outmatched and turned around to run away. If he were to attack again, he might not be able to take it. .
Seeing that the danger was over, Xiaosheng smiled and patted Mary on the pink back: "You are a pretty girl. Don't imitate others and run out. How dangerous was it just now?"
After saying that, without waiting for Mary and Mark to speak, they jumped into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mary turned around and saw a man whose face was covered with a white cloth smiling at her.
I wanted to ask him who he was, but he didn't expect the other person to leave without letting him speak. I couldn't help but asked Mark anxiously: "Father, do you see his appearance clearly?"
Mark shook his head: "His face is covered, how can I see clearly? But there is a tattoo on his forehead, which seems to be the symbol of a gladiator."
"Gladiator?"
Xiao Sheng went around in a circle, took off the face mask he tore off from the corner of his clothes, and then came back to find Meng Tai.
Just now he came to save someone in the chaos,Even Meng Tai didn't see clearly and thought he was lost in the crowd. He was looking for him everywhere anxiously. He was relieved when he saw him.
Xiaosheng only said that he was squeezed by the chaotic crowd just now and almost lost his way, but Mengtai didn't doubt it at all.
At this time, the Llama soldiers had already evacuated the crowd and were looking for the assassin. The two of them hurriedly left the Imperial Plaza for fear of getting into trouble.
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