Chapter 1213: Heartbroken

It’s snowing heavily.

In Ancheng, which is only a hundred miles away from Shengjing, there is a Colosseum that is only for dignitaries. It is built to be rich and magnificent. In the past, this arena only used to fight beasts, but I don’t know when the beasts turned into humans. Slaves bought from Ren Yazi, or refugees who were desperate and sold themselves due to disaster.

There are many dandies from Shengjing who come here to have fun, because the saint has been paralyzed on the dragon bed since the earthquake last year. After raising him for half a year, he can finally sit on the bed, but he cannot walk. I can't even sit for a long time, my waist will hurt when I sit for a long time.

In this way, he seemed to still have hope, but the saint never stood up. In fact, from the gossip that was not spread to the outside world, it was learned that the saint did not believe in evil and wanted to stand up and move around. As a result, he almost failed after taking one step. He fell flat on his face, and this was with someone supporting him.

The saint was so furious after losing such a big face that he beheaded two of the imperial doctors. As for the number of eunuchs and maids serving in front of the saint, there were also many replacements.

Throughout this year, in order to calm the hearts of the officials and the people, the saint also appeared in the court, but the number of times could only be counted with a slap, and he only sat back for a while, and would leave the court in less than a quarter of an hour.

In view of the fact that the saint's dragon body was in disharmony, although the Tai Hospital kept changing prescriptions and acupuncture, and also hired many famous doctors to treat him, it was still unable to withstand the cruel reality that he was getting older and his dragon body was getting weaker and weaker.

For this reason, the saint's temper became more and more violent. All the doctors in the imperial hospital tied their heads to their belts every day. The maids and eunuchs who served in the dormitory killed people every day. In the court, from time to time, an official would be assigned to raid the house. Exile, even for an unfounded crime.

The temperament of a saint is capricious, especially after he has established a prince.

The prince has truly become a thorn in the saint's side, especially seeing his strong and upright body and mental outlook, which are all dazzling. His attitude towards the prince is more suspicious than trusting. Even if the officials move around more, they will If the saint suspects that he is forming a clique for personal gain, he will wonder if these people are secretly looking forward to his return to the west.

All things considered, no matter whether they are high-ranking officials or inconspicuous little people, they all act cautiously, for fear of being caught in the eye of a bullet and becoming the soul of the sword. The dignitaries in the capital also restrain their children. After all, the saint is now a little crazy, and he is sent to exile. The officials were just playing around. If they bumped into each other, the whole family would be ruined.

With the restrictions, the gold-selling caves for people to play in Shengjing have been in a lot of depression. Firstly, because of the two consecutive years of disasters, everyone's pockets are a little tight, especially the national treasury is empty, and there are frequent wars on the border and military supplies are needed. Food and grass, the Ministry of Revenue is worried that there is no place to make money. You go to the Gold Sales Cave to spend a lot of money. Do you think this is not a big deal?

In order not to give the Ministry of Household Affairs a chance to provide clues and eye drops, each family was ruthless in cutting off the rich man’s expenses. Without money, there would be restrictions, and wouldn’t there be no way to go?

How can people who are dissolute, especially those who are good at playing, endure to live in the mansion and be a good boy? Shengjing can't let them play, so why not the nearby towns?

So, the Colosseum in Ancheng came into their eyes. What’s even more interesting is that the beasts that were fought here in the past are now fighting people. Isn’t this more interesting than the beasts?

As for human life, being a mere pariah is nothing in their eyes.

In troubled times, the least valuable thing is human life.

Heavy snow is falling in thick sheets.

Qin Liuxi looked at the children of different ages in the cage below. They were like young animals learning to forage for food for the first time. They showed their fangs and methods fiercely and kept attacking the same kind around them.

 Their eyes were full of numb ferocity, and they attacked based on instinct, not daring to stop at all, because if they stopped, they would fall down and be dragged to the mass grave like a dead dog, and then become food for wild beasts.

They want to live, and if they want to live, they have to be ruthless.

Qin Liuxi closed her eyes slightly. In her ears, ghosts were crying and whimpering. Resentful souls were floating around, but no one dared to get close to her. They all stayed away.

But those well-dressed dandies had no idea about this. They were wearing thick cloaks, clenching their fists, staring at the field with red eyes, roaring excitedly about their human-animal attacks, punching and biting.

They were completely unaware of the resentful spirits following them.

flesh and blood are flying everywhere, and people's hearts are broken. Seeing the children losing their humanity one after another, the gamblers who shouted loudly still felt that it was not enough, and screamed from their throats, eager to fight on behalf of the trapped beasts they had chosen, and even worse, they lost their minds. , also cursed and waved his fists at the people around him.

Qin Liuxi's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the dark red stone beast in the Colosseum. The evil and violent aura of bewitchment continued to emerge, and the resentful spirits in the Colosseum also became ferocious, and some even strangled the necks of strangers around him. .

The blood-red evil spirit swirled around the snowflakes, and everyone was like crazy, roaring, screaming, and violent.

Her body flashed and she soon appeared in front of the stone beast. The blood demon with human body and animal head formed by blood rushed towards her.

Hum.

The divine weapon descended from the sky, making a deafening sound of swords, and slashed towards the blood demon. The majestic divine power turned into golden light, wrapping it up and swallowing it up bit by bit.

The stone beast was turned into powder by Qin Liuxi's hands.

The venue was in chaos.

Those dudes who were clamoring to fight and kill didn't know what they saw. They screamed and knelt down to beg for mercy, looking crazy.

Qin Liuxi held the divine weapon that had swallowed up all the blood evil energy in his hand. He looked at the golden red sword with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

Mie Luo Jian expressed his grievance. It was originally designed to cure this problem, but now he dislikes it?

Qin Liuxi took it, poured spiritual power in mid-air, and used the sword spirit to draw the talisman. The spiritual energy was absorbed into the talisman, mixed with the infinite majestic power, and dazzling golden light emerged throughout the Colosseum, with a sinister and resentful chirp. He shouted, turning into stars and disappearing in the golden light.

The venue fell silent, and some people woke up with confused faces.

Qin Liuxi split open the cage in the center of the field. The children inside sat numbly, as if they had lost their souls. She made a magic trick with her hands and hit them.

Soon, some children jumped off Taichung and fled outside.

A child who was only four or five years old was almost knocked off the stage. Qin Liuxi caught him and looked down to see a dirty and **** face with dark and bright eyes.

Qin Liuxi squeezed his hand, said a word, and then left gracefully.

The child kept watching her disappear, then lowered his head, pursed his lips and ran away quickly.

If you want to survive, go to the northwest.

That person who is like a **** said so. (End of chapter)

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