Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping

Trash!

Master Xian felt the blood and Qi in his chest surge! In his entire life, he had actually been looked down upon twice by a lowly Beastman!

It was because he couldn't get rid of him!

The nobles on the field were already cheering like boiling water.

"49 is so powerful ~ A sole can make a dog retreat ~ and he still has such character!" I really want to treat him to a meal! "

The noble lady who had died was no longer cautious. She waved her fan crazily and joined the shouting army.

"4949, I really love you!"

The noblewoman beside her also stood up, "Humph! It's mine! " He grabbed a thin cloth and threw it towards the center of the beast.

Immediately, 49, who was still in a contemptuous stance, felt as if a green cloud was floating above their heads.

In the originally dim field of vision, two lovebirds that were playing in the water suddenly appeared! The fragrance of the woman's body filled his nose.

At the same time, the host laughed as his voice swept over his head.

"Madam Meng said that I will reward you with this mandarin duck loincloth!" "49!"

The Colosseum had always been a place of bloody slaughter and fast food love. Any Beastman, in order to become famous, would try his best to survive and enthusiastically respond to the invitation from a guest of the opposite sex.

49 directly hid the mandarin duck in his heart, turned his head towards the direction indicated by the host, and sent out a resounding MUA ~

Ah ~ ~

"49, you really like me ~"

As the woman screamed, Madam Meng, who had received the feedback, became excited. Her eyes turned white as she dragged her two tubes of nosebleed to faint in her enchanting dream!

"Bastard!"

"Shameless bastard! "How can a cousin give her personal belongings to a vulgar servant?"

The manservant standing by the side took a look at Young Master Xian. Unknowingly, Prince Xian's face turned even paler, and it was clear that his disguise had cracked. "Take it back!" Hurry and get it back! "

The servant's face instantly turned ugly. Young Master Xian! Beastmen cannot take back gifts that they have earned through their own abilities! Otherwise, it will arouse the displeasure of our distinguished guests! "

"Can't you buy it?" Young Master Xian roared!

The servant wanted to cry even more, "The battle beast is not over yet! "How are we going to buy from him if we don't come up?"

Young Master Xian was speechless again! He was at a complete loss as to whether he should go down and beat the crap out of him.

At this moment, an attendant dashed over from afar to report in.

"Young Master Xian, General Molda of the Heavenly Wolf Nation has arrived!"

From the other side of the secret door, a few figures appeared. The man in the lead had bright red pheasant feathers stuck in the back of his head and three pairs of gold earrings hung from his ears. The golden lock on his chest turned into a scented leather sack shaped like a ingot. On both sides, red silk tassels hung down. He wore a fur robe, but he was still too extravagant to look at.

"General Morda!" Welcome to the underground beast fighting arena! "

The moment Prince Xian saw Molda, his face changed to a smile and he went forward to greet him.

"Are you here to see a beast? Sit here! "

Molda nodded habitually. Walking from the shadow to the light, he revealed a black cloth monocle. An indescribable aura of ill will emanated from him, causing the hair on the back of Young Master Xian's neck to stand on end! He couldn't help but think of his father, Murong Nan's reminder from a month ago.

"Ah!" When you see General Molda of the Heavenly Wolf in the future, you must not mention his blind eyes! "

"Why?"

"I'll only tell you once. Molda had taken a fancy to Murong Hao's woman, so he wanted to go for her. In the end, she used a roaming dragon to counterattack and blinded one of his eyes … "

At that time, even Young Master Xian couldn't believe his father's words. The Sirians were notoriously good fighters, and as the number one warrior, Molda should be one of the best. How could he be injured by a weak girl?

Molda suddenly snorted and asked with a hint of meaning in his words.

"Young Master Xian, why have you been looking into my eyes?"

"Of course," Master Xian said as he pressed the word 'eye mask' to his lips. He then changed the rest of the sentence to 'Of course'.

"Who in this world can compare to the manly general?"

"At least you're sensible!" Molda quickly calmed his expression and began to inquire about the current situation.

"Before I came in, Manager Ma, who was a spectator, said that there was an extraordinary beast tamer here today. He even took the initiative to enter the arena to fight with the tiger and the lone wolf. I wonder what's the situation now? "

What was going on?

Master Xian gritted his teeth and forced the image of his younger cousin's undergarment to the back of his mind. He pointed at the gray figure in the ring and introduced it.

"General, this is the extraordinary Beastman that Manager Ma mentioned." His name is 49, and he is a 12 to 13 year old beast tamer. Not only were the wild beasts helpless, but they were also suppressed by my carefully prepared mad dogs. "

"General, this' 49 'is obviously looking down on our Mu Rong family. I don't even care about you, who is sitting on the stage and watching! I hope that you can make a move and teach him a lesson quickly! "

However, Molda didn't even bother to look at the ugly expression on Young Master Xian's face.

"What do you have to say about the Mu Rong family?" What kind of decent toy could they come up with after defeating a homeless dog? You want me to teach you a lesson? What face do you have to ask me to help you? "

Young Master Xian couldn't speak. He had the urge to hang himself.

But Morda's sarcasm was the irony. With his one remaining eye, he scanned the only person in the room who remained calm and skinny. His handsome face suddenly appeared as if he had the face of an acquaintance!

"Hm?" "Ink Flame?"

Molda rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He always felt that he had been too indulgent lately. Otherwise, why would he feel like ink when he saw his face?

Young Master Xian, who was standing by the side, looked at Mo Da with rapt attention. When he heard the name 'Ink Yan', he was slightly taken aback.

"General, listen to my father. The mother and daughter pair had been killed by the rebel army during the chaos a month ago. It could be said that he had died without a complete corpse. How did you know that name? "

Morda did not respond.

He thought back to the punch Murong Hao had given him before he fainted. He didn't want to talk about this unhappiness because he didn't want anyone to know that he was blinded after his attempted assault.

An indescribable sense of oppression filled the two of them.

At that time, the curtain had just closed on the second battle.

Once again empty-handed, he "tamed" the thirty hyenas from the Southern Prince's Residence and successfully rescued the prop girl. The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, as fast as a dream!

Even the host, who was shouting that not a single dog had died, which was against the rules, needed to be executed! There were still countless nobles shouting.

"Let go of 49! Let him go! "

"I will compensate for the 49 losses!"

Fragrance bags, hairpins, and money bags fell like the rain and never stopped!

Compared to when the audience was so calm that even the sky collapsed, 49 had finally moved!

"Hey, hey!" He raised his hand, nimbly dodging all of the items falling from the sky, and shouted at the host as if he was hopping his feet, "I say, can you stop them from losing things!? The acceleration of gravity was very scary! If it were to be a concussion, wouldn't I be wrongly accused? "

Young Master Xian turned his head to ask again, "General, should we punish him now?"

"He has never placed the rules of the Beast Battling Arena in his eyes. He even received the favor of so many noble people. If we do not kill them now, the atmosphere will change in the future. It will ruin the entire atmosphere of the Beastmen! "

At that time, Molda could not explain why, but he suddenly felt as if there was something interesting under his eyelids. He could not help but smile as he made an exception.

"Since you think this 49 is a thorn in the side that will ruin the culture of the Beastmen, you shouldn't stay in this line of work. So be it! I have a pack of female wolves in my wolf coop that are about to give birth. "Why don't I get someone to take him to the wolf coop and take care of her?"