The notoriety of fast time travel

"Among you, only three will survive."

The supervisor said cruelly in front of the slaves, and then swept his hands towards the edge of the field, "The edges of the field are full of weapons such as knives, guns and sticks. If you want to use them, you can take them."

"In order to survive, let's fight to the end!"

Among the slaves, Yan Yue sneered, sad and helpless, so what if she was alive, she was still a slave...

"Okay, let's start fighting!"

After the words of the supervision fell, a group of slaves scattered with a whoosh, and they all ran to the edge of the field. With weapons, the hope of survival would be greater.

Jiang Ying was staring at the slave of No. [-] below, holding his hands tightly together. He found that his will to survive did not seem to be strong.

At this time, most of the slaves had already got their weapons and began to fight. When the slave with the machete in one hand saw the unarmed Yan Yue, his expression turned ferocious and he swung the machete at him. Jiang Ying's heart was instantly clenched.

Is he going to die...

However, just as the knife was about to fall, the ignorant man finally moved, dodged around and snatched the machete away, and hacked the slave to death with another knife.

Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and then brought it up again. In this chaotic fight, one may die at any time, "Xiaowei, do you think he knows some martial arts?"

"Looking at his skills, he should have some foundation." He had already noticed the film king's focus, and his emotions were surging like never before, and the fluctuations like stormy waves had already raised his spirit to a twelve-point state.

He knows everything about the actor, including all his memories, even those forgotten memories, whether it is the memories he produced in different worlds or his own memories...he knows it all.

When he saw that slave, his heart also stirred up a lot of waves. Those eyebrows and eyes are really... very similar.

Yan Yue swept around, there were specially trained guards with knives on the sidelines, and there was a man guarding every two steps, protecting those dignitaries tightly.

Surrounded by bloody slaves, they killed each other with ferocious faces, their blood mixed with the soil on the ground, and their desire to survive became stronger than ever in order to survive.

In this dark and dirty gutter, they seem to be no longer human... just animals for the pleasure of the powerful.

Here, His Majesty looked excitedly, "Pour me some wine!"

The little eunuch next to him just walked in but tripped over something, and the wine spilled all over His Majesty, "Useless slave!"

Mo Cheng kicked the eunuch to the ground, and the eunuch faced His Majesty who was furious, and kowtowed on the ground tremblingly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

A sneer twitched at the corner of Mo Cheng's mouth, he didn't even look at the eunuch on the ground, but watched the slaughter of the slaves below, when the eunuch's head was covered in blood, Mo Cheng pulled the eunuch up on the ground, Kicked him down the steps, and said loudly to the people below, "Whoever can kill this eunuch who is disrespectful in front of me, I will pardon his slavery."

After His Majesty finished speaking, the slaves in the arena boiled, and they all ran towards the eunuch who rolled down. When the eunuchs were besieged, there were slaves behind them who took their lives.

Who is exempt from slavery?It is obviously nonsense, even if it is killed, can it survive to the end?

"Your Majesty is getting more and more cruel."

The minister beside Jiang Ying whispered to the minister at the next table, but Jiang Ying glanced at the eunuch rolling down the stone steps.

What a coincidence, isn't this the little eunuch who delivered the news to the Taifu a few days ago...

With just a glance, he knew it in his heart, but at this time his mind was not on it, looking at the person who never took the initiative to attack, he would inevitably be covered in blood.

There were fewer and fewer slaves in the arena, and most of the rest were seriously injured. The people Jiang Ying valued were not seriously injured. The melee of hundreds of people could survive to the end without serious injuries. It seems that martial arts should not be low.

As the game drew to a close, His Majesty sighed, "Why are all the slaves I selected dead..."

Finally, the supervisor read out the survivors aloud, and when the voice fell, His Majesty said, "Which slave selected by the Qing family won the victory, stand up and let me see."

Jiang Ying stood up and saluted His Majesty, His Majesty laughed loudly and said, "So it's Jiang Aiqing, Li Aiqing and Shen Aiqing, what reward do you all want?"

The two ministers have already bowed their bodies, "I am afraid, and dare not ask for any rewards, please Your Majesty to decide."

"Okay!" Mo Cheng said cheerfully, "Then I will give Li and Shen two lovers a hundred taels of gold, four pieces of brocade, and a pair of night pearls. Afterwards, the servants will send them to your residence."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Cheng looked at Jiang Ying again, "Jiang Aiqing has been silent all this time, is she looking for some kind of reward?"

"I don't dare, I think that since the slave I chose won the victory, it can only show that the minister is lucky, and the victory is all due to the slave." Jiang Ying knelt down, " Therefore, I implore Your Majesty to remove him as a slave and give him a reward, it is up to His Majesty to decide whether you can reward him or not."

Not only His Majesty was puzzled that Jiang Yinghuai fell, but even the ministers and palace people present were puzzled. Want a slave?Isn't Master Jiang out of his mind? The most important thing in his Great Xia Kingdom is slaves.

And the slave at the bottom, whose whole body was prostrate on the ground, boldly raised his head, and looked at the kneeling person on the steps.

His Majesty clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows, "Jiang Aiqing wants a slave?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Okay, since that's the case, he's just a slave, and I'll remove his status as a sinful slave and reward you." After finishing speaking, His Majesty got up and walked out of the hall with a flick of his sleeves.

"Let's drive~"

Yan Yue, who was prostrate on the ground, was trembling all over. He is no longer a slave...he is no longer a slave...

Can he finally look up...

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At the gate of the palace, Jiang Ying watched the servant bring the slave over, "Master Jiang, I will leave it to you right here."

"Eunuch is busy."

Jiang Ying glanced at the man who kept his head down, then turned around, "Let's go."

"Yes.."

After leaving the palace gate, the carriage was waiting at the entrance of the palace. Jiang Ying stood beside the carriage and looked at Yan Yue. Yan Yue never dared to look up, and saw the adult standing beside the sedan chair. He bowed and knelt beside the sedan chair, wanting to be Jiang Ying footsteps.

Jiang Ying was taken aback for a moment, and knew he would be wrong, so he said sullenly, "Get up."

"I didn't ask you to come back for this."

Yan Yue hastily moved her body and knelt down to Jiang Ying's whole body, "Don't be angry, my lord. I know that I am not worthy."

Jiang Ying felt his breath stuck in his chest for a moment, and then his voice slowed down, "Your Majesty has removed your status as a slave."

"You—from now on, you don't have to call yourself a slave in front of anyone."

Jiang Ying saw that the shoulders of the prostrate man trembled a little, and then said, "Do you understand what I said?"

"……clear."

Jiang Ying stepped into the carriage and wanted to walk back, but his mind was too messed up, so he didn't feel that way.

Yan Yue dared to get up and follow after the carriage had driven a certain distance. In the carriage, Jiang Ying closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the sedan chair, with a pair of eyebrows lingering in his mind, very irritable.Finally, he opened the curtain, and saw a man following the carriage. His face was completely covered by his messy and fluffy hair, but his tall height did not match his figure. A pile of bones.

Still habitually lowering his head and arching his shoulders, the blood-stained slave uniform on his body kept attracting pointers from passers-by.

Jiang Ying frowned, "Stop."

Jiang Ying lifted the curtain and said to Yanyue, "You, come here."

"What are your orders?" Yan Yue's editing ceremony also seemed very humble.

"What's your name?" Jiang Ying asked.

"Slave Yanyue."

His voice is very soft, clear and clean like a stream.

"Didn't I tell you not to call yourself a slave, come up."

Yan Yue was taken aback by Jiang Ying's harsh words, and finally raised her head to look at Jiang Ying with hesitation, "My lord, this..."

"Don't you understand?" After speaking, Jiang Ying put down the curtain and sat back.

After waiting for a while, Yan Yue finally climbed into the carriage hesitantly, and knelt in front of Jiang Ying. Jiang Ying didn't even open his eyes, "Sit over there."

There is a lot of space in the carriage, and people can sit on three sides except the door, Yan Yue carefully sits on one side.

Confinement and insecurity were manifested in his limbs. Jiang Ying opened his eyes, looked at the man covered in dirt, and reached for his hair, tucking the messy hair behind his ears.

Yan Yue was startled by Jiang Ying's actions, she subconsciously dodged the hand, and suddenly her eyes widened into Jiang Ying's.

"My... my lord... don't get your hands dirty...."

Looking into his eyes, Jiang Ying could no longer hear what he said, only felt difficulty in breathing, the light pupils, like colored glaze, contained a color that made him intoxicated.The eyebrows and eyes are clearly very similar, but the expressions inside are not half the same.

Jiang Ying withdrew his hand, leaned on the sedan chair and closed his eyes for a nap, and there was no sound in the carriage.

After returning to the mansion, Jiang Ying told the officials, "Take him to take a bath, and bring him to my room after changing into clean clothes."

After giving the order, Jiang Ying went back to the room and lay down on the soft bed to read.

And the servant girls working in the mansion saw the butler leading a slave, they couldn't help showing contempt for him, looking at the filth all over his body, the servants passing by him covered their mouths and noses, showing disgust Unabashedly.

Yan Yue saw the expressions of those people from the strands of her hair, and finally had to lower her head to look at the butler's shoes, and followed behind.

The official led him to the place where the servants took a bath, and ordered two servants to fetch water and wait for him to wash.

Of course the servants who were selected were very reluctant, but they had no choice but to follow the orders of the officials.

And this order was given by the master to the housekeeper, so of course he followed it without any doubts, and from now on, everything the master ordered must be strictly treated and not sloppy.

So after the person is cleaned, the officials have to look over it.

Yan Yue, who was sitting in the bathtub, ignored the disgusting murmurs of the two servants who were pouring water into the bathtub. At this moment, being wrapped in warm water, he felt extremely happy. This was the happiest he had been a slave for 12 years. day.

The whole person was submerged in the warm water, and he broke out of the water when he was about to suffocate. His long hair was pushed back by his head, and he stroked the water droplets on his face with both hands. A handsome face that was not stained by the world was reflected on the surface of the water. .

It's all true...

There was an unconscious and irrepressible smile on Yan Yue's face.

He is no longer a slave...

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