My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 1712: 3.158 Was Pit!

I don't know what these mentors think?

The students, who thought they would be pitted again, looked a little weird when they were in an authentic tavern in Wonka City.

"Do you think the mentor will be so kind?" Ai Di asked during the fat period.

"Do n’t we starve to death if we do n’t eat," Qi Xuanxuan said angrily, "only after eating is full of strength to continue training and continue to fight."

"That's true, too." The fat man calmed down and nodded.

Turning his head and looking at a plate of meat buns, he was so hungry that he made a series of sounds.

"Eat." Qiaomu took a bun and handed it to him.

"Thank Qiao Qiao." The little fat man smiled, reached out to take over, and just opened his mouth to bite.

Suddenly Matta jumped in shock, "Wait!"

The fat man's mouth was opened there, as if the whole person had been clicked, and looked stupidly at Mata, who was suddenly in trouble.

"Did anyone notice? The atmosphere here is quite weird!"

As Mata said, everyone's eyes followed in the tavern.

Take a look at it, what a pity!

I saw in this tavern that there were originally five or six people at the table. Everyone was in a commoner's clothing, with their own weapons around them, and they looked at the eight people at the table with a stare.

The little fat man held his meat bun tightly with both hands and ate in a big mouth, with a pair of eyes watching the people at the tables next to him vigilantly.

Qi Xuanxuan turned her head and saw Xiao Er, holding a tray, ran and ran over drinking.

There were eight bowls of noodles on the tray, but the younger brother walked on the ground as usual, and he brought them to them without any effort.

Duanmuqing nodded slightly, took the noodle bowl handed from the second brother, looked at him and said, "Where is this place?"

After several mentors sent them here, people disappeared.

If they don't know yet, and their team has been pitted by these unreliable mentors, it would be stupid to be home.

Dian Xiaoer stopped his head and grinned Duanmu Qing with a toothy smile. "A few friends don't know? Didn't everyone come to sign up for the underground arena?"

"what?"

The eight were all stunned and puzzled.

"What kind of clothes are you going to eat in a remote tavern?"

"Right! Don't pretend since you are here."

The people at the tables next to each other attacked them and looked at the people with a few unfriendly eyes.

Ok?

Underground arena?

What is that!

Duanmu glanced at the shop little one, and asked, "We really never heard of the underground battlefield hegemony."

Just kidding, they just came over to eat bowl noodles and left after filling.

Of course, the mentors want a blood pit, which can only be said ...

"Which is Duanmu." I saw a little beggar running in with a smile, holding a letter in his hand.

Duanmu Qing froze and nodded at him, "I am."

"Master Duanmu, this is for you."

The little beggar ran over with a smile, handed the letter to Duanmu Qing, and twisted his body slightly. "The person who delivered the letter said that as long as I hand the letter to Master Duanmu, the master will give me a reward."

(End of this chapter)