Princess Against the World

"The Yan family is different from the Zhou family! In the Zhou family, no matter whether you are willing or not, as long as you are numbered, you have to enter the arena to die, but the Yan family is different!"

Liao Feng knew the structure of the arena very well and tilted his head to signal Ling Luoyu to follow him.

"Nine times out of ten slaves who can enter the arena are not afraid of death... In other words, when they come here, they have basically made a life-or-death decision, so they will not run away! Even if they are reluctant, I can’t escape either!”

He looked around and lowered his voice.

"There are many entrances to the passages here, but they are all guarded. Without the customs clearance documents, you will definitely not be able to get out!"

The world is as dark as crows, and the Yan family is not a good one!

They can give slaves the right to choose whether to enter the arena, but they do not accept repentance!

"As long as anyone comes in, there will be no room for regret! The Yan family is absolutely unambiguous on this point and will kill them all! Hey, here we are..."

He said it was here, but Liao Feng stopped.

Ling Luoyu blinked: "Just... this?"

She also thought that the so-called seven groups would be in a separate room.

No matter how bad it is, it's still a bit private.

Now that I think about it, I think too much!

After all, their current status is that of slaves!

As for slaves, it is a great blessing to have a place to live.

"Now that we're here, let's go in!"

Ling Luoyu glanced at Liao Feng and stepped into the iron cage.

That's right, it's an iron cage!

A row of iron cages were placed one after another, and they were on two levels.

Group 7, where Ling Luoyu belonged, was located on the ground floor. It was still empty, but in the iron cage above their heads, there were five rude men dressed in the same color sitting and lying.

"coming!"

"Just the two of them?"

"It's two and a half!"

After Ling Luoyu and Liao Feng entered the iron cage, a rough man jumped down and hung at the door, looking at the three of them with interest.

"I said, who are you? You can actually let Mr. Bai attack us?"

"You?" Liao Feng's expression changed slightly: "You are not..."

He suddenly looked up at the cage above.

A cage with two levels, upper and lower, and two groups.

These five people are in the cage above, so they should not be in the same group.

But--

"Sorry, I lied to you..."

The man took out his number plate and flashed it in front of the two of them.

Although it was blinking, Ling Luoyu could still clearly see the words "Seven Groups" on it.

"Master Bai was afraid that you would see us and wouldn't dare to come in, so he asked us to wait for you in the room above!"

The man enjoyed looking at Liao Feng's bruised face and winked at him proudly.

"It seems that this Mr. Bai is Mr. Bai after all, and he has a better chess... If we hadn't hidden it above, these two and a half people would have definitely escaped..."

"You...why are there five of you?" Liao Feng really wanted to curse!

Isn’t this so damn unfair?

He knows the rules of the arena!

The slaves' own cultivation was restrained, but the number of heads distributed was fairly fair.

Even if someone like A Liu counts as one head, the arena will ensure that the number of heads is absolutely fair.

It's not like now, two and a half against five!

They are all big and reckless men.

"Look at how cowardly you are! Don't worry, there are five of you..." The man laughed and patted Liao Feng's cheek hard, with a look of shame on his face.