The whole night passed safely without any accidents, Ye Fan slowly got up from the carpet and sighed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the surrounding situation was calm, he did not believe that the Pope would give up that idea easily, and as long as he was still in Italy, everything needed to be treated with caution.

After breakfast, according to the plan, the group first went to the Colosseum of Rome to see the ruins there.

For the convenience of travel, Joan of Arc did not wear a nun dress and changed into a simple beige dress.

Qin Qiaoqing and Lu Qingyu both wore luxury brand-name clothes bought on the Champs-Élysées in Paris, one was a dazzling bohemian style, the other was cropped pants with a chiffon suspender, and the three women walked everywhere, attracting the amazing eyes of countless men.

Before the trip, Joan of Arc made a phone call and informed the Colosseum to do a good job of reception and suspend the entry of tourists.

In addition to the Pope, Joan of Arc can almost represent the Holy See, the oracle from the Vatican, how dare the gladiatorial arena disobey?

The whole of Italy is in the Vatican's sphere of influence, and it is a mere gladiatorial arena that has to survive on its nose.

By the time the five men arrived at the Colosseum, visitors had already been persuaded to leave, several police officers were in order to maintain order in the streets, and the manager of the venue warmly welcomed the four into the passage.

"It's your tip, we'll walk around ourselves. Joan of Arc gave the manager a 50 euro bill, and the latter smiled and left.

Stepping into the gladiatorial arena from the secluded passage, the evil aura that came to his face made Ye Fan's eyelids jump twice, in this ancient Roman gladiatorial arena, it was really ghostly and evil!

I don't know how many people died here, but it is estimated that it is no worse than a mass grave, and may even be more than that.

"It's so magnificent!" When everyone walked out of the passage and came to the big platform at the bottom of the ancient Colosseum, Qin Qiaoqing raised his head and exclaimed, pulling the corners of his skirt and going around in a big circle, and his eyes were full of the arched stone gate and the broken grandstand of the gladiatorial arena.

Although the Colosseum in ancient Rome is dilapidated, it is a huge area, which can accommodate 100,000 spectators at the same time in that era, which is already a world miracle in the history of ancient architecture, and the architectural model of the modern stadium is based on this Colosseum gradually evolved.

"Teacher Ye, why do I feel panicked in this place?" Luo Xiaogang scratched his head.

Ye Fan lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "If people die too much, the evil spirit will be heavy, it's not a big deal, you should be in a mass grave." ”

"Mass graves?" Luo Xiaogang glanced around a few times, the empty Colosseum was really a little similar to the Yin Mansion, the passages of the black holes, it seemed that there were fierce beasts rushing out at any time, because just a few of them were there, Luo Xiaogang couldn't help but feel furious in his heart.

"Brother Ye, don't scare him, how can there be ghosts in broad daylight. Lu Qingyu smiled slightly and walked up to the stands.

Joan of Arc also followed, and Luo Xiaogang raised his mobile phone and took a picture in the distance.

"Ahh

"Luo Xiaogang, what are you calling blindly!" Qin Qiaoqing turned his head and scolded him loudly: "Are you a man? Visiting the gladiatorial arena can also scare you, if you are caught to do a gladiatorial fight."

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