The Domestic Hero

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"Me, I have won, what do you want me to do?"

Lydia's eyes widened, and her heart began to panic again.

What is a good show just beginning? This **** perverted demon, would she still want her to fight?

Are you kidding me? !

Naturally, Wang Yan ignored Lydia's reaction below, raised his hand and stretched it to his side, and the confusing lord immediately grasped the enlightenment and handed a small bottle of smelly recovery potion to his hand.

This was caused by Wang Yan's confusing lord, who had just acquired it from the crowd around him. When fighting against the previous Lord Chilie and Wang Yan, the restoration potions used by Chilie are a type, but the level difference is not known how many grades.

Just as the earth superpowers will provide essences for superpowers, there are also professional warlocks or wizards who specialize in refining magic potions, and this business belongs to a considerable industry in the fierce **** world. .

For example, blue liquid is a kind of magic potion for magic recovery. The red liquid is a life agent that stimulates the activity of flesh cells, supplements physical strength, and treats injuries.

For example, the faint yellow potion acquired by Lord Chidu for Wang Yan is a compound recovery potion for magic and injury recovery. In contrast, the price is relatively expensive.

Now the small bottle in Wang Yan's hand is the smallest dose, about 50 milligrams, usually worth about 50 to 80 silver coins.

Of course, this is also because this medicine is the lowest and the lowest quality, otherwise the medical drugs with a slightly better effect will have a value of several, even hundreds of gold coins, and some are so high that they need to use magic crystals. Coins to buy. Those advanced medicines are naturally not affordable for ordinary people.

Although the low-level recovery agent has limited recovery, it is better than nothing. Some poor mercenaries who take their lives for money often rely on this low-level recovery agent to hang their lives.

"Drink it, you still have ten minutes to rest."

When Wang Yan said nothing, he threw the small bottle of recovery potion towards Lydia below, and did not mean to seek the other's opinion at all.

Lydia reached out to catch the recovery potion, and the whole person was stunned.

"You, you, how can you do this? You are an abusive slave girl, do you know? I just finished playing, and you let me rest after a tense fight, and I, I will be exhausted!"

Lydia didn't have the consciousness of other slaves, so she immediately shouted her inner grievances and depression.

"Oh, exhausted? I think you are very energetic now." Wang Yan disdains, "If you are worried about overspending, then learn to save magic and control every magic. I just watched that battle. You have almost half of your strength, you have done useless work, as a magician, you ca n’t even do this skill and control, it ’s ridiculous. "

Wang Yan stabs with a poisonous tongue and makes Lydia blush.

She, an inheritor of the Earth's top magic system, was scorned by a **** lord, which made her proud self-esteem feel a bit overwhelming.

However, waiting for her to make a move, Wang Yan will lose all the 400 gold coins of the gladiator that he got even with this profit.

"Who else? To win this slave girl, it is his 400 gold coins!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the spot rose again.

That's four hundred gold coins, more than double the previous amount!

In Liuhuocheng City, a couple of ordinary families can save only seven or eight gold coins a year. This is four hundred gold coins, enough for an ordinary couple to work hard for 50 years!

If you change to a slave, these 400 gold coins are enough to buy several very good female slaves and put them in your harem.

What's more, the human female slave Lydia, who defeated the strongest slave gladiator ogre Abron Giantmaul in the arena, was obviously weak and weak, and at first glance knew that it was the end of a strong crossbow.

Now who has a powerful slave, as long as he plays casually, does it mean that Bai has picked up this big sum of money?

Such thoughts quickly flooded the hearts of the crowd watching the scene, and many people were already fighting for whom their slaves would play first.

"I, I am, I want to fight!"

"Bah! It's you? Your slave is just rubbish, and is also equipped with a fighting field? Hurry up and go away, don't get in the way!"

"What are you talking about? My slave is rubbish? What a big tone!"

"Why? Not convinced? More than a game!"

"Comparative! I want you guys to understand that your slave is not as good as trash!"

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Soon, the huge arena was actually divided into several small areas. Some onlookers who were in conflict were all letting their slaves get off to make a difference, so as to determine who would squeeze the soft persimmon Lydia. .

The whole arena was full of excitement. Almost everyone loved to watch such a big excitement. Wang Yan didn't stop it. He just said that it only took ten minutes. When the time came, everyone had to leave him.

Now with his strength and identity, what he said was the law, the decree, and no one dared to disobey. On the contrary, these participants were happy to abide by the rules set by Wang Yan at random.

This may also be the world of hell, which is different from the earth world.

The rules to be observed here are only the will of the strongest, such a. The residents and creatures living here do not feel that there is anything unreasonable, but they will feel that this is a matter of course.

"Me, my mother ..."

Lydia looked at the slave gladiators who were fighting each other, her eyes widened.

She does understand that **** is a dangerous world of crazy disorder, chaos and militancy, but how chaotic and how aggressive is it? She is now aware of it.

"This, these people are crazy!"

Lydia felt big for a while, and now she couldn't manage that much anymore. She quickly shrank to the corner of the arena, drank the unpleasant restoration potion, tried to restore the magic, and accumulated strength.

At this time, she had no other choice. If you hesitate any longer, it will be difficult for her own life.

Wang Yan looked at her and raised her mouth in satisfaction.

Regardless of real life or brutal wars, it will not make people happy. Therefore, those who are in trouble need to get acquainted with one another and accept their own destiny and status quo. Only then can they have the opportunity to change the status quo.

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In the underground black market arena, because of the arrival of Wang Yan and others, while the heat is rising, a large boat like a cruise ship is thousands of miles away in the city of Liuhuo, facing the fiery sun and flying silently against the ground.

In the luxurious cabin of the cabin, the Red Demon King sat majesticly on the throne.

His three sons, Chilie, Chigu and Chiyan, all looked gloomy and sat at his feet.

All four were silent for a long time, and the atmosphere became more dignified.

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