However, Hai Hongyi looked at Ling Luoyu with weird eyes: "These two people really came from... Zhou's family?"

Although he was a slave, he shrank and sloppy appearance.

But I don't know why, but he has a feeling of indescribable.

This feels bad!

Several changes in Bach's eyes flickered in an instant--

His original intention was to borrow Ling Luoyu and Liao Feng's unrestrainedness to teach Bai Bad and Hai Hongyi a lesson.

But who knows, Ling Luoyu completely refuses to accept the move!

Just borrowing four or two of a thousand catties, the key to the problem was thrown in front of him.

For a while, he was caught off guard.

After standing still for a few seconds, he suddenly smiled: "Two, I'm bringing you to the Hall of Tired Birds to see the elders..."

"We said, follow Ba's arrangement!" Ling Luoyu still smiled so honestly: "What do you say, what do we do, Liao Feng, right?"

Liao Feng hasn't figured out Ling Luoyu's path yet, but when asked, he had to cooperate very well: "Yes! Ba Ye arranged it by himself..."

"You let them come to see the elders?" Hai Hongyi's eyes narrowed: "But you did say... they didn't go to the arena! Bach, are you telling me that you want to recommend them to be our Yan family? Guard!?"

"It's good to be a guard, it means you have more strength, and it is more interesting and exciting to play..."

Bai Badie was even more excited, as if he had been beaten with blood.

"I told you, if you don't have the strength, let me do it for nothing, I'm not happy..."

Liao Feng glanced at Ling Luoyu quietly, with a speechless expression on his face

Let him do it for nothing? !

What is this going to do?

Years of experience told her that this is definitely not a good thing!

I really don't understand why Ling Luoyu wade in the muddy water!

Bai Badge suddenly shot, with one hand, and clamped on the shoulders of Ling Luoyu and Liao Feng: "Bach, this is the case. These three guys, go to the arena with them!"

Involuntarily speaking, he pushed the two behind Hai Hongyi and stood with the seven or eight slaves.

Liao Feng frowned: "We...we don't care, but my daughter is still hurt and can't go to the arena..."

"Dying sooner or later is death. Is there any difference between dying in the arena and dying outside?"

Baidu interrupted him impatiently and waved behind him.

"Come on, bring the gambling cards!!"

The Yan family guard behind him hurriedly moved closer, holding the upper box in both hands.

"Bach, don't say we bully you...Come on, you choose first, after you choose, we will choose again!"

Bach frowned and looked at Ling Luoyu and Liao Feng with heavy eyes.

With the cultivation base of these two people, winning or losing can be controlled at will!

They want to win, but others can't!

But the crux of the problem now is whether these two people want to lose or win! ?

After hesitating, he suddenly took the square box and walked towards the two of them.

"Two...Which one should I choose?"

This sudden scene made everyone around him look at him

What a news!

The dignified Yan family guard boss actually asked the two slaves whether they should lose or win?

Especially Hai Hongyi, the eyes looking at the two people are more intriguing.

In the square box, there are wooden signs in black and white.

White wins and black loses.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips randomly drew a circle in the square box: "This loss...will you die?"

Bach's eyes narrowed: "...in principle...yes!"