Vol 6 Chapter 831: Wrestling cup

On the battle platform, Luo worry did not look at the fleshy bones that were cut under the flesh and blood, nor did he look at the gladiators who fought fiercely. It seems that what happened there is irrelevant to himself, or he has already known the ending, just like the same The film has been watched many times. Just listen to the sound and know what will happen next.
At the same time, Luo Wing's hand holds a delicate and compact tea cup, which is circling around the flexible fingertips, just like playing with a coin.
The big man near Otley was distracted by the action of Luo Wei. The Dagong was a little surprised. He wanted to tell Luo worry to be careful. This is the tea cup used by Sun King Louis XIV. It is priceless, but he feels This kind of words has a heavy upstart temperament, does not meet his noble status, can only be hidden in the heart, I hope that Luo worry's fingers are more flexible than imagined, will not play to play the cup fell.
After a long while, Otley’s grandmother turned slightly and asked,
Luoyue University, is this execution so much that you are not interested? Maybe you want it to end as soon as possible, so that I can arrange more fierce battles between gladiators. Duel?"
Elena, including Mike and other big government officials, actually wants to see the scene where the ink bones are tortured to death. The longer they are tortured, the better, but the grandfather of Otley has said that all the activities today are specially prepared for the admission of Luo. Here, here is his home, he wants to see what must be his, so one by one is waiting for Luo worry.
However, Luo Wei did not have any of the following. He did not answer the question of Grand Duke of Otley. He still played with the teacup in his hand. He stared at the little fingertips of the fingertips. He chuckled, "Otto Grand Duke, usually likes to watch. Empire literature history?"
Grand Duke Otley adjusted his sitting posture to make his back a little comfortable, and his expression did not matter. "I don't think so. As far as I know, Brigadier General Novia and Commander General Aglonso really like the history of the Empire."
"That will tell you an interesting story. The name of this story is called 'falling cup number.'" Luo worry continued to play with the fingertip teacup, playing it from time to time, throwing it into the sky and catching it, even in the daytime The fingertips are spinning, and the tone is relaxed. "The earliest prototype should be the Qin and Han dynasties. The West Chu King Xiang Yu placed a banquet, invited Han Gaozu Liu Bang to the door, Fan Zengju Yu Yu showed it to three, indicating Xiang Yu murder, and then failed, Liu Bang Pick up and flee."
Several federal aristocrats face each other, although this story is a household name in the Empire culture, but for the Gentiles, if it is not a fan of Nouvena's reading history books, it may sound like a fog.
Some people just want to ask questions, Luo worry does not give the opportunity, since he continues to say, "The next step is the three kingdoms in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. In the Romance, the Soochow forces like the two wings of the ambush knife axe, with the cup falling, the cup falling Kill and cut the target into meat."
"In a nutshell, the cup is the signal of killing, the cup falls, and the person dies." Luo worried his fingers, pinched the tea cup, and showed a deep smile under the confused look of the federal aristocrats. "Listen. It’s cool, right? But in fact, in history, if there is a monarch who wants to 'fall the cup for the number,' the goal is always to have a variety of ways to get out of the way, and the practice of losing the cup is not successful at all. It became a joke that was always talked about."
Under the gradual chilling eyes, Luo’s eyes moved slightly from the face of each federal aristocrat, and finally fell on the face of Otley’s grandfather who realized what, his lips were strange. The arc, revealing a fatal smile "I don't believe in this evil, I don't believe that the practice of falling cups can't be successful once. You may wish to accompany me to verify, how?"
Under the horror of the federal aristocrats, Luo worryed with a hand, the tea cup used by the Sun King Louis XIV drawn a curve in the air, accelerated evenly under gravity, and fell to the yellow sand land of the gladia field, followed by " Hey, he slammed into pieces.
"For the freedom!!!!!!" The federal aristocrats have not responded, and some people are still distressed how much this antique teacup can sell, but the field is a sudden stunned dragon, the original gladiator slashed around the ink bones They spread out at a lightning speed, headed by Alimana, and all the gladiators held swords and shielded them, and they broke out unyielding roars to the aristocrats on the viewing platform.
Then, in the hands of Alimana, the sword was driven down by the sword, and the shackles of the ink bones were accurately cut off by the champion. The shackles of her body were removed, and the sword was thrown into the air. One roll, holding the shield.
There was no drill beforehand, but everything was completely natural. The original crazy eye was restored to the coldness of the past. The wound on the body seemed to be calculated. Nowhere was fatal, and it did not affect the action. Before the sprint, he slammed on the shield that Alimana raised, and took the arm of Alimana to the air and caught the sword in the air.
In the next moment, the tempering ink bones are like the birds flying in the wings. With the help of Alimana, in the scream of the air of the blade, the Jiaotu jumped directly for four or five meters, breaking through the height of the viewing platform. , slammed into the federal aristocracy.
At this moment, the time seems to have solidified. In the bio-current stimulation triggered by the tight nerves, the scenes in the line of sight of each federal aristocracy are slowing down, the sense of time is elongated into thin lines, and the hair is slow. The trajectory can be seen clearly.
The ink bone holds the blade, and the direction of soaring is the horror of the Grand Duke of Otley~EbookFREE.me~ She pointed the blade at the head of Otley's grandfather and slammed it!
On the side of Elena was still in the horror of the change, she had not had time to react, suddenly felt that her arm was caught by Otto, the petite body was dragged over and blocked in the middle.
When Elena opened her eyes again and saw only the blade that was close at hand, she opened her mouth in horror and wanted to scream. However, it was too late to make a sound, and the blade pierced directly from the mouth without bias. Passing through the throat and piercing from the back neck, the woman is killed in the most embarrassing way.
"Guards!! Guard!!!" Because there are prostitutes as shields, which offset most of the blade's strength, Otley's grandfather himself did not suffer much damage. The noble federal grandfather revealed a rare panic, the whole person was out of order. The ground was shrunk, and even the chairs were crushed, fell to the ground, and climbed back.
The ink bones were not hit, and they were unwilling to cut them. The black scorpion then moved to the Grand Guard, which reacted from the shock. These elite federal soldiers are a great threat. They are in the first priority and must be killed first!
Just as the ink bones and the Grand Guards were shopping, Luo Wiao was still sitting in a chair, and he looked at the tea cup on the ground in the gladiator field. He smiled. "You see, there is nothing impossible in this world."