Chapter 689: Fame in the Three Kingdoms 8

"Miss! But we have rules in the Colosseum......" The old man raised his head and looked at the girl standing on top of the python's head, his face full of embarrassment.

But at this time, it was windy, but he didn't speak.

In fact, the so-called rules and regulations are not what they themselves say, even if there are casualties in a normal competition, who can have anything to say, it is just a process with some differences.

However, today, Feng Xi really wants to do it.

To be honest, although she didn't show much when she saw the picture of Xiaohu being pressed on the field just now, she was really angry in her heart, very angry.

She had said that no one should harm what she cared about, whether it was a man or a beast, not even the ignorant......

"Since the young master of the Feng family is also here, why don't you invite us down!" Feng Xi looked at Feng Qing and the others on the high platform, and smiled inexplicably.

I saw Feng Qing, who heard the sound, his body shook, and his face was as pale as paper in an instant.

"Come on, come quickly, come and protect, I want to get out of here immediately."

After Feng Qing's voice trembled, the whole person hurriedly stood up from his seat in a little panic, and he staggered quickly and wanted to walk quickly in the direction of the Colosseum.

The guards beside him, one by one, their internal strength soared, and they looked nervously and vigilantly at the scene, while hurriedly protecting Feng Qing's evacuation.

However, with that awkward sentence, they wanted to walk out of the door of this Colosseum, which was really a fool's dream.

Before they could get out of the Feng family's seat, under a sudden scorching fire in the air, a fiery red giant beast shadow appeared, directly cutting off their way forward.

"If you want to leave, you have to ask my master......" There was a certain coldness in his voice.

The fiery red wings flickered without any purpose, as if they were all burning in the flames, with a scorching heat aura.

Feng Qing and the others, who were close at hand, changed their expressions, and suddenly retreated, but they all seemed to be full of an over-baked redness.

There seemed to be a sudden smell of burning in the air.

As Feng Qing and the others retreated, they hurriedly aroused the elemental power in their bodies and enveloped their bodies, and the high temperature that almost didn't roast them eased a little.

"What nonsense are you talking to them, Miss has spoken, hurry up and leave people down, Lao Tzu wants to entertain them well."

The just bear under the Colosseum, with a hideous beast face, and blood stains on the sharp claws, was pulling his neck at this time, looking up at Feng Qing and the others on the high platform, and shouting in a thick voice towards the little meat.

I saw that as soon as its words came, it had already made Feng Qing and the others turn pale with fright, and they retreated again and again.

"You—you can't do that, Lord Referee, you're here to administer justice, this is the just Colosseum, how can you let them be in the Colosseum......"

It's just that before Feng Qing could finish speaking, a cold sneer crossed the eyes of the little fleshy beast; "Okay, go on!"

The red light flashed, and the scorching wind slammed towards Feng Qing and the others.

Suddenly, on the high platform, Feng Qing and the others were in the area with seats, and they were directly fanned down.

"Ah......h

“……”

At this time, there were screams of astonishment in the arena, which could be regarded as completely shocking all the spectators present, especially seeing Feng Qing and the others being fanned down into the demonic beasts in the arena like that......