Pirates: Six Reincarnations

The little Han Cook seemed to be very concerned about who her future husband was, and his eyes glanced at Feng Xiu from time to time, and Feng Xiu removed the darkness in her heart and let a ray of light in, leaving an indelible impression ever since.

Han Cook always asks strange questions, which makes Feng Xiu very embarrassed, so he simply uses a trick to coax children and tell stories!

Yes, it’s storytelling!

All kinds of messy stories, what ‘Dragon Babu’, ‘Condor Heroes’ and ‘The Legend of the Condor Heroes’, instilled Old Master Jin’s chivalrous thinking into Hancock’s brain.

Hancock listened quite intently, and even Sandanisoya and Mary Gerud were engrossed.

After all, in this desperate slave life, every day is a matter of fear, let alone listening to stories and finding a person to talk to.

Moreover, the stories told by Feng Xiu are indeed very attractive, and they are colorful, like storytellers in a cell.

Halfway through “The Legend of the Condor Heroes”, Feng Xiu asked jokingly: “Well, do you like people like Guo Jing, or do you like people like Yang Kang?” ”

Hancock’s face was slightly red, and he was embarrassed to say it.

“Guo Jing?” Feng Xiu teased.

Hancock blushed, twisted and pinched the corners of his clothes, and finally shook his head.

“That’s Yang Kangxiu~” Feng Xiu laughed, sure enough, people with high emotional intelligence are pleasant, Guo Jing is just a strong luck, proper protagonist aura.

But after thinking about it, he was stunned again, and secretly thought: “Since I can cross over, then am I considered the protagonist?” ”

This question was a little tangled, and Feng Xiu didn’t think much about it, and continued to tell stories for the three sisters.

。。。

After a day, the guard who delivered the meal really didn’t give Feng Xiu anything.

Hancock took the dough in his hand, broke it in half, handed it over from the small hole, and asked, “Why don’t they give you food?” ”

Her food was much better than that of ordinary slaves, and it was still a reward for winning two hundred and sixty-eight games, but it was only food made of dough.

“Because Ropes lost his bet, I won’t get a pig ball rice in five days.” Feng Xiu said, accepting Han Cook’s kindness, feelings must be slowly cultivated.

“Lost?!” Hancock was shocked, his retracted arm shook slightly, none of the slaves lost in the Draco’s gamble, and none of them survived, and Feng Xiu was really an exception.

“Are you trying to ask me if I’m alive or alive?” Feng Xiu didn’t care, death might be the door to another ability, but it wasn’t fully confirmed.

Hancock clenched his fists and held back tears: “Yes! I just ask why you are still alive, next time I don’t need you to block the disaster for me, my own affairs will be solved by myself! ”

At that time, she had a bad premonition when Feng Xiu came back covered in blood, and now Feng Xiu actually lost in the gambling, it is impossible for someone like Lops to let Feng Xiu go, absolutely impossible!

“Silly girl, I will live, live better than anyone.” Feng Xiu comforted.

Hancock gritted his teeth, Ropes would definitely not let Feng Xiu go, there was no doubt about that.

When she thought of this, she trembled with fear, almost begging: “Please don’t go, Rops will kill you!” ”

“You can’t stop these things, I can’t stop them, didn’t I say it, it’s an honor to be able to block disasters for the future female emperor.” Feng Xiu responded with a chuckle, sunny and cheerful, without a little psychological burden.

In this way, Hancock would give half of his food to Feng Xiu every day.

Feng Xiu also told unprecedented stories to the three Hancock sisters as usual, and the relationship between the several became more and more harmonious.

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Quiet time always passes very quickly, slaves naturally have their own uses, Draco has reached the point where they have no desire but to wait for fun every day, slaves are the source of their happiness.

Whoops~

One day, Feng Xiu’s cell door was opened, and several guards couldn’t help but say that they wanted to take him away.

“What are you doing? If it’s a gamble, I’ll go! Hancock was anxious, lying on the iron door and shouting.

“What is Lord Lops going to do, you pigs are not qualified to know!” The guard responded coldly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die so easily.” Feng Xiu cast a reassuring look, as long as he didn’t chop him into meat sauce, he was really not too worried.

Hancock watched the guards take Feng Xiu away, and he panicked, since Lops lost last time, then Feng Xiu’s fate can be imagined, but now she can’t do anything, she can only secretly pray that Feng Xiu will come back safe and sound.

Soon Von Hugh was taken to Ropps’s palace.

This time it’s not a gamble, but something more cruel than a gamble, gladiatorial fight!

Lops is still worried about Feng Xiu’s last defeat, and after thinking about it, he decided to throw Feng Xiu into the gladiatorial arena, fighting with those terrible slaves and fierce alien beasts, violent and crazy, very ornamental!

“Little ghost, I won’t make you feel good if you mess up my gambling, you will be torn to pieces in the gladiatorial arena and die in the most painful way!” Lops was full of malice, and it was impossible to let Feng Xiu live well.

Colosseum?

Interesting, people in this world eat people, without strength everything is empty talk, I can sharpen it in the Colosseum, after all, there is too little actual combat experience!

Feng Xiu’s eyes lit up, boring gambling didn’t do him any good, the gladiatorial arena sounded cruel and terrifying, but every battle would benefit him a lot.

No matter when Fisher Tiger climbs the Red Earth Continent, he should also accumulate a certain strength, otherwise it will be difficult to go when the time comes.

“You don’t look worried, are you resigned?” Lops was curious about Feng Xiu’s calmness, often slaves heard the words gladiatorial arena almost mean death, and it was impossible to be so calm.

Feng Xiu was indeed very calm, even happy, of course, this kind of thing could not tell such an idiot as Ropes, just glanced at Rops lightly and said nothing.

“Don’t talk? Hehe, I’m looking forward to your performance today, and I don’t know what fruits you ate and what kind of abilities you have! Lops was interested and ordered: “Take him away, I want to take a good look at this little devil being torn apart today!” ”

Rops rode the human slave and walked slowly towards the central Colosseum.

Feng Xiu was pulled by the guards with iron cables and followed behind.

The destination was not close, and Lops rode the human slave for a long time, and Feng Xiu saw a prototype arena not far away, quite like an ancient Roman gladiatorial arena.

“Ahhh~, the powerful Hall has won again, he has already won ninety-seven matches, as long as he can win a hundred, he may be pardoned by the great Draco!”

“Hall!”

“Hall!”

“Hall.”

Before they arrived, the arena erupted into cheers, and the Draco people did not worship Hall, but Hall was happy that they had brought an exceptionally wonderful performance.

Isn’t this guy supposed to be letting me fight Hall?

Feng Xiu was slightly shocked, he was not conceited enough to challenge a strongman who won ninety-seven consecutive games.

Can be thrown in the gladiatorial arena, either fruit ability, or physical swordsmanship, otherwise a few ordinary people fighting and making trouble is there anything to see, Draco certainly will not be bored to watch ordinary people fight.

Rops rode the human slave to the noble stand that only Draco could enjoy.

Feng Xiu was taken into the underground cell where the gladiators were held, waiting for fate to be arranged.

Almost all the gladiators of all stripes were scarred, they were silent, their eyes were full of anger, and they sat quietly in the corner and talked to no one.

Feng Xiu felt an aura of slaughter, no one was a friend here, maybe the two people who had talked very happily just now would go to the gladiatorial arena above to divide life and death in a while.

On the other side, as soon as Lops came to the stands, a rather beautiful female Draco mocked: “Yohe~, this is not Lops, you lost a lot last time, right?” ”

“Hmph, I can afford that little thing!” Rops made a cold face and said sarcastically: “Yumir, you still have the face to say, remember once you lost yourself to Rocco’s fat pig, and that time you were taken care of by his guy quite well, right?” ”

“Shut your stinky mouth Ropps!” Yumir was annoyed and disgusted at the thought of Rocco.

“Hehe, it seems that you are well taken care of by Rocco~” Rops laughed, content to watch the game.

“You!” Yumir trembled with anger, glanced at Lops, and sneered: “Who can you have in Ropes’s hands to come to the gladiatorial arena?” Which time was it not easily killed? It’s better for you to hide quietly in your palace and not come out like this, and dare to come and shame people? ”

“Abominable!” Lops’s laughter stopped abruptly, he didn’t really like the gladiatorial arena, his favorite was gambling, so there were not many powerful characters under his hand, this time he just wanted Feng Xiu to die in the cruel gladiatorial arena, otherwise he wouldn’t come at all.

Yumir sneered and stared at Lops, everyone knew the problem of Lops’s love of gambling, and directly opened his mouth to stimulate: “Don’t you like to gamble?” Or let’s gamble, bet on who will live and who will die between your people and mine! ”

“I.” Rops wanted to speak, he really didn’t take Feng Xiu seriously, the enchanting eyes are very special, but enchanting does not mean strong.

There is a good figure in Yumir’s hands that many people know, who has won more than thirty consecutive games, and has won a lot of reputation for Yumir.

Lops really didn’t think that Feng Xiu could win, it didn’t matter if Feng Xiu died, the pig was just a pig.

He still doesn’t care about the death of a pig, but as a gambler, losing a gamble is the most unacceptable thing, so his heart is very entangled.

Yumir winked at the several Draco next to him.

A few people noticed and began to taunt Lops.

“I said Ropps, you won’t be scared, will you?”

“So little confidence in your pigs?”

“Go back to your palace, the gladiatorial arena is not where you should come!”

In the face of ridicule, Ropston was annoyed: “I am Rops, a nobleman among nobles, and I never back down!” ”

“If you don’t back down, why don’t you dare to gamble?” Carilla continued to add fuel to the fire.

“Bet on it, I’m afraid you won’t make it!” My little devil slave is very special! “Lops has lost his mind.

“Hee hee ~, that’s good!” Yumir laughed, her gladiator was a fruit ability, she had won thirty-two consecutive fights, and she didn’t care about the people in Ropps’ hands.