Wonderful Trip To Another World

When Belen got the news from Vernie, he clenched his fists subconsciously and became angry inexplicably.

But after Belen went back, he told Latier the news. The cat had a smile on his face, but at the moment it looked dull, and finally turned into resentment.

"Why fight again?!"

The warden named Heglen obviously has compassion for Ilia, but why...

La Tier did not understand, Belen did not understand, as the warden, the right to start a small stove is completely feasible.

Perhaps only Heglen himself knew what was going on.

"So, are you going?"

Laya on the side asked this question.

Today, Belen and others have a different position from when they first went to see Ilia's fight.

At this moment, Belen and Latir had already contacted Ilia, and they themselves could not accept to watch Ilia fight with others in such a calm manner.

What's the difference between this and the audience with the idea of ​​watching a theater?

"Go!"

La Tier decided, she felt that she could not escape no matter what, she couldn't worry about the child.

"Then go."

Belen nodded. He respected Latier's choice. At the same time, he wanted to know something.

Seeing the two of them made a decision, Laiya felt happy, but also worried.

These two people may not have realized that they have taken care of the child.

This is good, but there are also dangers.

Because of this incident, the whole day was very dull, Belen and Latier were very worried, and their hearts were a little heavy.

The time of a day is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

The news that "The Witch" was about to appear again naturally spread, and this time, more people came.

Belen and others came to the Sattar arena with Ratil, but this time, they didn't go to Vernie's VIP table with them.

"Ilia..."

Latier's hands were tightly grasping the railings, her lips were pursed, her eyes were full of unbearable.

Except for La Tier and others, the tourists and audiences here are pure and pure thinking about watching the show.

This is not the cold world, but human nature.

It is noon, when the sun is high, just to offer warmth to the cold season.

However, the arena is a bleak, blood-stained battlefield.

On a high tower, a middle-aged man with half-white hair was standing there, but his thin body gave people a feeling of standing upright.

This middle-aged man is the warden of Sattar Prison Heglen, his dark eyes are staring at the arena below.

"My lord, it's cold, put on this."

A sergeant from behind put the cloak on Heglen's shoulder.

Heglen tilted his head and nodded to the defender, then looked at the arena below again.

Click, click, click.

The big iron door opened, and a petite figure came out from inside. The silver-haired little girl had an exquisite face, like a porcelain doll carved from pink jade, wearing a dirty white dress with two bare feet. I'm not afraid of stepping on it.

"Ilia..."

Latier pursed her lips tightly, she looked worried, wishing she could go down and embrace the thin figure.

Seeing the silver-haired **** stage, the noise outside the court became louder and louder.

"Haha, is this the "witch"? Really beautiful hair color. "

A very surprising voice sounded, making Heiglen's heart shocked, and even the rebels were tense.

Heglen turned around, his eyes locked on a person who came slowly in an instant.

It was a man in luxurious clothes, who was 30 years old, with a knight sword on his waist, and a gentle smile on his face.

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"Rodrigo."

Heglen uttered the other's name, and there was undisguised disgust in those deep eyes.

"Heiglen, the main purpose of my visit this time, I think you should also know that it is to take away the "witch". "

The man named Rodriguez smiled and walked to Heglen's side, and his eyes fell on the silver-haired girl in the arena.

Listening to Rodriguez's words, Heiglen did not speak, but clenched his fists.

"I'm very curious, why do you keep delaying the "witch" to leave, eh? explain? "

Rodriguez smiled and looked at Heglen without a smile, implying interrogation.

"Having her here can create huge benefits for Yarusal."

Heglen answered calmly.

"Huh huh? The reason is reasonable. Such a famous character is indeed very useful."

Rodriguez smiled and nodded, but then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke with a smile.

"But when you say this, I won't believe it. As for why you have been procrastinating, although you don't want to think in one direction, you have to admit that the possibility has expanded to the point where you must admit it. "

"You are very concerned about that child. If I guess it is right, it is because of the child you died?"

Rodriguez's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous cold light burst out.

"You really know a lot about me."

Heglen frowned, too, he didn't want to mention his daughter to someone he hated.

"Hehe, we have known each other for more than ten years anyhow, shouldn't it be strange to understand each other?"

Rodriguez didn't mind the subtle sarcasm in Heglen's words, still smiling.

"I don't know much about you."

Heiglen said coldly, and to be blunt, I am not interested in you at all.

"It's really indifferent, I really have a hot face and a cold butt."

Rodriguez, who fully understood the implication, also put away his smile, he looked at Ilia below, very interested.

"I haven't seen the strength of the "Witch". This time, I should be able to see enough. "

Hearing Rodriguez's words, Heiglen frowned and had a bad premonition in his heart, and at this moment, the sound of the second door opened in his ears.

Click, click, click.

The big iron door opened, and a figure walked out from the inside. The opponent in the hundredth battle was not a monster with fangs as most people thought.

That's a person!

He was a sloppy man with his limbs entangled in iron rings, his hair was loose and he couldn't see his true face at all.

"That is…"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and they didn't expect that the opponent in Hundred Battles was actually such a role.

"what happened?!"

Heglen also changed his complexion~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He clearly arranged a different opponent, and he wanted to make Illya easier.

"This is a prisoner I got out of a deep-water jail. Well, you can call him a "madman". You should have heard of it, right? "

Seeing Heglen's face changed, Rodrigue laughed.

"you!"

As soon as I thought about it, I knew the culprit, and Haeglen's expression also became gloomy, his fists clenched, and blue veins appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Heglen looked at the scruffy prisoner below, his eyes full of jealousy.

The prisoner "madman" in the deep sea prison.

Heglen looked at the silver-haired girl again, his eyes full of worry.

"Illya...") Book friends hurry up and pay attention!

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