"Family..." The man's purple eyes brightened, then he moved away from looking at Xie Bing, and muttered faintly in his mouth.

"Why is there a sense of intimacy?" Evil Ice no longer wants to guess what, besides, these things are not something she can guess at all. What has she lost?

"Because...because maybe we used to be relatives." Ling Ye said half-truth, the cold purple eyes still could not see the warmth.

Xie Bing frowned: "Why are you looking for me to cooperate? There are many people here, aren't they?"

"Because I want to help you." Ling Ye's lips chuckled, her purple eyes seemed to be looking at Evil Ice, and they seemed to be looking at other people through Evil Ice.

"Thank you, but I don't think I need your help." Xie Bing's lips smiled and stopped thinking, and directly refused. Although the man in front of her felt very kind to her, she would not believe any strangers in the city of death.

It feels like something goes wrong sometimes, right?

What's more, the most important thing for Xie Bing to come to the City of Death is to improve his strength. Only when his strength is strong, can he defeat the twenty-nine battles of the gods in a row, meet the Lord of the Death City, and win the Yanlong Pond for Xiao Zi.

If she needs help, none of Xueying and Xuesa are fuel-efficient lamps, so she doesn't need help from outsiders, nor does she want to accept help from anyone!

Ling Ye didn't seem to expect that Xie Bing would directly refuse it. His purple eyes flashed in surprise, and then the corners of his lips curled up again: "Are you sure?"

Evil Ice picked up the few remaining red wine and made a respectful posture. After drinking a glass of red wine, he saw the woman in black walking towards him and said to Ling Ye, "OK, then I will go. Joined the gladiatorial fight."

After speaking, Xie Bing took Bing Bing and left his seat. Ling Ye's purple eyes flashed slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled while holding the cup in his hand, Jun Xie Bing? I look forward to being able to stand in the arena with you. Since I don’t want to stand side by side, I have to... be my opponent.

The black-clothed woman saw Evil Ice coming and said with a smile: "Miss, your gladiatorial fight has been arranged. How about a quarter of an hour later on the number three arena?"

Evil Ice and Bubu had put on their veils and nodded to the woman: "Yes."

The black-clothed woman got back and led the two towards the number three arena. Evil Ice seemed to have thought of something on the way, and the corner of her lips curled toward Bobo and said: "Bobo, you go and see about the three The casino in the horn arena, go and increase our odds, and then go to squeeze coins."

Bubu lowered his head and gave a smirk. She couldn't do other things. How could this raise the odds and make money? Three glasses of red wine in the City of Death cost 150 crystal coins, enough for a family of three ordinary people to live for two or three years.

"Hey, don't worry, Bingbing, hum, how much money I took from Bingbing, I must let them return a hundred times!" Bubu grunted his small fist and disappeared in place.

Bubu entered the City of Death as a contracted soul beast of Evil Ice, so the woman in black noticed that Bubu disappeared and did not say anything.

Entering the arena, Evil Ice waited in a seat.

After the black-clothed woman told Evil Ice to be ready, a low-level pass for Evil Ice was placed at the entrance of the No. 3 Arena arena.

The pass was lit, the entrance opened, and Xie Bing took the pass and walked into the arena with the woman.

As soon as he entered the arena, Xie Bing received a few contemptuous sights, and looked up, and saw ten men and women standing or sitting on the arena stage.

Evil Ice’s spiritual thoughts were swept away and he got the basic information of ten people, and he shook his head helplessly. With this **** system, Evil Ice now only feels like he is bullying a child. Ten soul sages, ten soul sages are even considered to be. I didn't worry about it when I first left home, let alone the strength of the soul emperor now.

Evil Ice stopped observing the ten people, but found his resting seat and closed his eyes and started sleeping.

But those ten people were watching Xie Bing at the moment, a young girl, a young girl, who seemed to be only fifteen or six years old.

One pick ten, this girl is either a fool or a master.

And the glance just now proved that this girl is definitely not a fool, then she must be a master. But the master...how it looks different. The age is too young.

"Pop!" The lights on the stage turned on, bright and dazzling, and the closed eyes of Xie Bing frowned. After adjusting, he opened his eyes again, without reminding her that the battle was about to begin.

"Oh oh oh..."

"come on! Come on!"

Seeing ten people appearing in the center of the arena together, the audience on the number three arena shouted frantically.

One pick ten, it hasn't happened for half a month, so handsome! As soon as everyone heard about the one-to-ten fights in the 3rd Arena, they immediately bought tickets to watch, even though it was only a low-level one.

Evil Ice stood up and walked to the stage. Looking at the series of modern facilities, Evil Ice just touched his nose. I'll talk about the three princesses in the City of Death later.

"If there is nothing wrong with both sides, then I declare that the gladiatorial start!" After the referee saw the appearance of the two sides, he retreated to a safe area after speaking.

Xie Bing shook his head and looked at the ten people on the opposite side with a serious expression.

Treating opponents seriously in the arena is a respect for opponents. Underestimating such things as opponents is definitely something that Evil Ice cannot do now.

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, not to mention that it is now one-to-ten?

"Let's go together." Xie Bing looked at the ten people in front of him with his hands behind his back.

When the ten people heard Evil Ice's words, they obviously showed a trace of anger, and the ten people immediately released their spirit power, and summoned their contract partners to join together!

Evil Ice looked at the unified Ninth-Order Soul Saint in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up. Does the City of Death have a rule that the highest level must be used for one pick?

"The roar of the lion!" A sturdy man flew up first, and after a loud shout, a huge lion head appeared behind him, and the roar of the lion spread through the arena!

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