No.6, who was a little dizzy by Xiao Tao's combination of leg skills, relieved some of his initial confusion and surprise, and his head woke up from the dizziness.

It was a bit unexpected and inexplicable. This was the first time I saw this style of playing in my life, so naturally I would not find the trick so quickly.

After struggling for a little while, I still used my strength to forcefully unlock this locking technique!

He turned over and threw Xiao Tao heavily to the ground. This time, Chuntao, who had not been physically trained, was dizzy and his bones were shocked and his body was even more painful!

But Xiaotao had to endure the huge pain and stood up with a tough bullet, otherwise he would definitely take the opportunity to take his life!

As expected, Xiaotao, who stood up quickly, made No. 6, who was unknown, hesitated a little. I wonder if he should continue to go forward and pursue the victory? Or should he observe and weigh the trade-offs and weigh how powerful she is?

Just as he was hesitating, the lonely No. 37 spoke and reminded: "Miss, he is unstable in his lower plate... There is a secret injury to the ribs!"

As soon as he spoke, a large amount of black blood kept gushing out of his mouth, but he was unmoved. He still knelt firmly on the spot, supporting his broken body that was bleak and bleeding from his orifices with the sword of love that accompanied him for his whole life!

Xiaotao looked at him with sympathy, feeling sad. Is he also unwilling to face death like his previous life, and is he frustrated and desperate?

"Thank you!" Little peach-red lips opened gently and thanked neatly: "Wait, I'll avenge you!"

Xiao Tao calmed down and rushed to No. 6, which was several times stronger than him...

"Come on, come on!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Come on!"

The gamblers outside the field were all excited and stood up excitedly, wanting to see if this woman could create miracles and become the first woman in the history of the slavery field to seize the only place to survive without fear of hardships?

Or did he die as the wishes of the supreme power and the management of the slave field, and died at the hands of the cruel and despicable No. 6, and died?

Xiao Tao rushed to No. 6, kicked over with a sweeping leg. No. 6 jumped like he had expected it. He was just kidding, and he was not a fool. Of course he heard what No. 37 said, but he didn't expect that this silly woman was really obedient, so he immediately did what he said!

But is Xiaotao really as stupid as he thought?

No.6, still in the air, still underestimated the enemy and looked at her with a sneer. What kind of waves can a woman make?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Tao's sweeping leg just flicked a shot, quickly bounced up a whip leg and kicked it in the air, with no focus on the waist and abdomen.

No. 6's heavy body suddenly changed its direction of falling and hit a corpse. As soon as he turned over and jumped up, Xiao Tao's knees were already in place. He grabbed his arms tightly with both hands to fix his body, and hit several knees one after another and hit the wounds of the waist and abdomen that had just been kicked.

The sharp-eyed gamblers on the field saw that the ribs on the waist and abdomen wound No. 6 clearly collapsed, and the person was like a dead dog without any resistance.

Finally, Xiaotao grabbed his head, let his big round face face in front of him, and he pushed his knees, and he burst into blood from his nose and mouth, jumped back and fell heavily to the ground, twitching all over his body...

Xiaotao also felt as if he had lost his last bit of strength, and knelt on the ground with exhaustion, gasping heavily. He knew that his ribs were broken and his internal organs were damaged. In this ancient times, where medical treatment was not advanced and developed, he was dead!

Looking at my scarred hands blankly, I wonder if my forced murder was right or wrong?

The scene was silent in an instant, shocking this woman... she really defeated the vicious No. 6! Isn't this too fantasy?

"Girl..." No. 37's faint voice called out.

"Do you... have something... your wish is not over?" Xiao Tao looked solemn, stood up and walked slowly over, knelt in front of him, and asked in a warm voice.

Although I had never communicated with him and had no acquaintance with him, I could clearly guess what he thought as if I had known him for a long time.

No. 37 nodded slightly, and used the hand without a sword to carefully wipe the blood on his clothes on it. Then he slowly and gently took out a pink purse from the lantern of his chest, trying his best to control his trembling palms and stretched towards Xiaotao...

"Help me...return it to her..."

"Tell her... tell her not... wait for me, I can't go anymore, tell us... see you in the next life!" There was obviously a deep feeling hidden in the intermittent words of No. 37!

Xiaotao looked at his series of actions and realized how much he valued the purse. He stood up with difficulty, staggered to him, and took the purse from his hand. It was an extremely exquisite embroidered lotus purse, obviously from the hands of a person with exquisite craftsmanship.

The purse is still quite large, so I guess it should have something inside!

"Who will I give it back to?" Xiaotao asked.

"Give it back to her... only her..." No. 37's face was covered in blood and ferocious. The person he thought of showed a different kind of happy and sweet smile. No matter how you look, it doesn't look like a dying person, but it seems like you are missing that unique beauty!

"Who? Hello, you are talking! Who are you going to give back?" Xiao Tao noticed his abnormality and asked.

But what answered her... was just dead silence!

He reached out to his nose, breathing was gone, he was dead... He died with a gentle and happy smile, and he could never see the her in his heart again!

Xiaotao couldn't help but feel a little red in her eyes, she collapsed on the ground, clenched the exquisite purse in her hand, and felt inexplicably sad.

It turns out that there are still men who value love and friendship in this world. I don’t know what kind of woman he can’t bear to let him go, even when he is dying... he still misses his beloved!

Does this world really exist...what love that will last until death?

The manager of the slave field who had retreated before appeared in the field again, looking at Xiao Tao, who was slumped on the ground with a dull look on his face.

Unwillingly, he looked around again, and asked in a deep voice with a faint sense of coercion: "Don't pretend to be dead. If you don't stand up and defeat this little maid, you can really die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, No. 23, who had been knocked down by Xiaotao before, stood up without killing him, looked at Xiaotao with cold eyes, and two more people pretending to be dead got up one after another.

Even though he had not experienced this life-and-death situation and did not know that his appearance had affected the original plan and arrangements of the slave field, Xiaotao still felt the hostility of the manager and the thought of putting himself to death.

His eyes narrowed, his aura changed, and he couldn't help but reveal a strong murderous aura. Since you want to die, what else do you care about? Who will die? Let's see the truth under your hands!

He looked at the manager coldly, stuffed his purse into his arms, and rushed towards No. 23. In his inflexible resistance, he flew into scissors and locked his neck, using his inertia to move his body down, and leveraged his strength to throw No. 23 out in one go.

He followed again. Before he got up, he raised his right leg high above his head, put his toes and soles together and pushed down hard. He slammed the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head with just this blow, and with just one blow, No. 23 died instantly!

The other two people who pretended to be dead saw that this woman was covered in blood, like a life-seeking Rakshasa woman crawling out of the demon cave, instantly destroyed the 23rd big waist. What other chances of survival can they have in these two tricks?

In an instant, he was so scared that he ran away from the iron cage. He was solved on the spot by two thugs guarding the door with one knife!

If all the previous victory was a coincidence, then the deaths of No. 6 and No. 23 now are enough to prove Xiao Tao's outstanding combat effectiveness!

No matter how many ideas the managers in the slave arena have, they will never be able to reveal them in the public eye!

The gamblers outside the field stared at them intently, waiting for this exciting moment... It's not right! Who can win money?

Who can be so stupid... No, it's a wise man who bets on this woman that can walk out alive? Unless she is an idiot, she knows that she can't do it, right?

But in the midfield, I seemed to have a fool who bought this No. 50 to win?

"Yes!" The manager of the slave court cleared his throat and had no choice but to announce: "The second-class maid Chuntao, who was expelled by the Shangshu Mansion, was fifteen years old, won the final victory in the 41st game of the slave court!"

"Oh my God! Is this little woman only fifteen years old?"

"Isn't that a woman not yet! How could she be married?"

"That's just a girl, she's deliberately dressed up as a woman!"

"Which Shangshu Mansion was cultivated? Are they a Dead Soldier or a Secret Guard?"

There was a lot of discussion outside the court.

Xi Yu's eyes drooped slightly, hiding his surprise, his eyes were deep, I wonder what he thought of?

‘Chuntao!’ Xiaotao frowned slightly, and her mind began to wander: ‘It turns out that this little girl’s body is called Chuntao! Why was she still expelled by the Shangshu Mansion? What mistake could such a young child make?’

‘With this name, why do I feel so familiar with it? Could it be that I have read too many TV series novels in my previous life, and the maids around the heroine are willing to take the names of Green Willow, Xia He and Chunlan?’

‘So, my little maid who was expelled from the Shangshu Mansion also called this name?’

"You can go to the backstage to rest! You can choose how to leave after you are waiting for your identity to be handled!" The white-bearded manager said to Chuntao with an expressionless face.

Thinking of the poison that the chief prince’s mansion had just been handed over to himself before leaving the scene, there was a fluctuation of murderous intent in his eyes...
Chapter completed!