Chapter 234                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Yan Yunting didn't want to talk too fast, but he just liked to eat meat and drink big sluts, and the Miao people in Tahe Village stared at him.

It is simple to understand that Bai Rong is from Jizhou. He was caught in the martial arts arena three months ago and has been staying here and never left. As for why he was caught, he gave a very general reason - stealing things.

What is the Miao people who can steal money? Not as much as women? It is even more unlikely.

Since they didn't want to say it, Yan Yunting didn't ask.

"Hey, haven't you ever thought about escaping?" Yan Yunting asked in a low voice.

"Escape?" Bai Rong smiled and shook his head, "The northwest of this martial arts arena is the military camp of Jiuli Village. Once someone escapes from prison, they will be surrounded. This radius of hundreds of miles is full of Miaojiang Village. Where can you escape?"

Yan Yunting said: "But being locked up here is not a solution."

Bai Rong shook the wine pot in his hand and said, "What's wrong with it? Apart from having no women, there is food, drink, wine and meat, so you don't have to worry about getting infected with the plague."

Yan Yunting sighed: "Born in distress, die in happiness."

Yan Yunting always wants to leave here. He is no longer a prodigal son. He has a mission to come to Miaojiang this time. Besides, Wu Jie and Su Yunying are still outside. Due to the Miao people's hatred of the Han people, they will not be able to live a good life even if they find Jiuli Village.

Since you found this place first, you should start a good start.

"By the way, the plague outside. How is the situation?" Bai Rong asked suddenly.

Yan Yunting shook his head and roughly told Bai Rong about the fall of Jiuzhou.

After hearing this, Bai Rong fell into silence.

"So the purpose of my visit to Miaojiang this time is to find a solution to the plague. I have to leave," Yan Yunting looked at Bai Rong sincerely: "Brother, you are very familiar with the rules here. Can you help me?"

Bai Rong thought for a while and said, "It is unlikely that you will get out of this martial arts arena through martial arts fights, but if you want to attract the attention of the saint, I have a way, but this method is definitely risky."

Yan Yunting said: "Let me say that since I have the courage to come to Miaojiang, I will not be afraid of danger."

Bai Rong said: "If you want to attract attention, you will definitely be in the limelight. The leader of the Jiuli Defense Army is called 'Chachai'. He is directly affiliated with the Saint, and is also known as the 'No. 1 Warrior in Jiuli Village'. If you can find a way to win him in the martial arts arena, you will definitely attract the Saint's attention."

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his subject and said seriously: "But Chachai's strength should not be underestimated. At least with Nirvana's force, are you sure you can defeat him?"

Yan Yunting's true energy has not yet recovered and he has not been brave enough to deal with a Nirvana martial artist. But in order to get out, he has to try to fight. At worst, he can just use "The God-Devouring Jue" again.

He firmly spit out a word: "Yes!"

"Okay, I'm very brave!" Bai Rong nodded and said, "Chachai will observe every fight in person. You just need to find a way to force him out of the fight. Is it provoking? Anger? Or formally challenge? It depends on your own method."

To anger someone, that's nothing to do with Yan Yunting. With his perfect tongue, the King of Heaven will be so angry that he will jump from his feet when he comes!

"Okay, when I go out, I will definitely find a way to rescue you, Brother Bai!"

"Forget it, I'm suitable to stay in the cell, and I'm only worthy of staying in the cell."

For some reason, there was a hint of loneliness and guilt in Bai Rong's eyes.

...

"Oh oh oh..." The next morning, a rooster crow woke everyone in the cell.

"Get up quickly!" Three vine armored soldiers knocked on each cell. One of them was holding a bamboo tube in his hand.

"What are they doing?" Yan Yunting asked Xiang Bairong.

Bai Rong said: "Get the life and death tag. There are 16 people in this cell, and eight groups are grouped in two groups. Each number has two types of signs, "life and death" numbers, but you and I should not use them."

"Why don't you or me?"

"Because you and I have been decided," Bai Rong pointed to Nu Lie opposite the cell and said, "Don't think you know that your opponent is him, and my opponent is a martial artist specially raised by a large Miao family. You also heard it yesterday. His name is 'Iron Niu'."

"There are also specialized combatants?"

"This martial arts arena is actually similar to the 'casino' in our Central Plains. It takes a fee to come in to watch the martial arts battles, and you can also bet on the winning or losing."

"These Miao people are really good at playing."

"It is not as intense as fighting cocks or bulls. Since it is a life-and-death sign, it means never to die. There must be someone who wants to die... Will you still find it fun?"

Yan Yunting still thought it was fun. Is it different to walk around the world? You either kill me or I kill you, but the world is just a bigger "fighting arena".

Each prisoner drew a life-and-death lottery from the signboard. As Bai Rong guessed, he, Yan Yunting and Nu Lie from the cell opposite, did not participate in the draw.

After allocating the life and death sign, a team of vine armored soldiers rushed into the cell and took people out one by one. Everyone was handcuffed and shackled, and brought them to a large cell in front of the exit for preparation.

"Below, the people who draw the same life and death lottery will be arranged in sequence... hurry up!"

“No. 1!”

Stand out a team of people.

“No. 2!”

Another team of people stood up!

By analogy, by the sixth group, only Bai Rong, Yan Yunting and Nu Lie were left without a pairing.

"Han boy, you met me after all. You don't have a musket this time, right?" Nu Lie sneered and stared at Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting smiled without saying a word, and said in his heart: You will be the first stepping stone for me to go out.

"Bai Rong, the iron bull on the opposite side is ready. When the gong sounds, you will have to go up." said the Teng Armored Soldier.

Bai Rong snorted coldly: "Why do you need to talk nonsense? It's not the first time."

The Tengjiabing whispered: "You have to work harder, we have bet you to win!"

The jailers are his buyers, no wonder he is so taken care of in prison.

"Bai Rong is over, and the next battle is for you two. If you have any grudges, please resolve them in the martial arts arena." The Tengjia Soldier said to Yan Yunting and Nu Lie.

Nulie patted his chest: "Everyone, bet all the bets on me. I will kill this Han boy if I don't use ten moves!"

The soldiers of the vine armor nodded one after another. Nu Lie is a powerful general in Tahe Village. Who should he lie to him if he doesn't?

Yan Yunting sneered, walked to the corner and sat down, slowly adjusted his inner breath to prepare for the next few performances.

"Clang!" The sound of the gong sounded.

"Bai Rong, it's up to you!"

"Try more!"

The vine armored soldier opened the prison door and Bai Rong strode out.
Chapter completed!