Chapter 353: Concealing the truth! I deceived everyone!

"Idiot!"

Qin Mo looked over after hearing the voice, unable to bear the slightest grievance.

He took out the food scraps from the trash can and threw them across the air, then set up a table and a single bed to block the prison door to prevent his opponent from following suit.

[Qin Mo (Low-profile version of Soul Master)]

[Level: Sixth-level Soul Master]

[Soul Power: 40000000/50000000 (50 million)]

[Martial Soul: World Sapling (Level 66), Extreme Ice Disaster (Level 63), Eternal Thunder (Level 55)]

[Soul Skills: Tree Mother Entanglement, Frozen Coffin, Snow Princess's Cry, Silent Thunder Death Ray, Crazy Magnetic Heavy Cannon...]

In addition to the exposed Eternal Thunder, there are also five soul rings that are dragging down. The World Sapling and Extreme Ice Disaster were already equipped with gorgeous six-layer soul rings before entering the Colosseum with the unremitting efforts of the Three Original Gods.

The original idea was to expose them layer by layer.

First expose the extreme cold ice disaster, hide the strength, and then show the identity of the sixth-level soul master.

If you still can't pass the Colosseum... Easy! Expose the world sapling, expose the three-life martial soul!

"Ah wow wow wow!!"

Huang Sanlang was furious, shouting in anger, where was the arrogance and complacency at the beginning.

The prisoner in the next cell quickly got up.

How can sleeping be more interesting than eating melons? Anyway, you can't get out, and you will sleep forever after death!

They looked at the sound and gasped on the spot... The Thunder Envoy was well prepared. A lot of garbage was thin, and the messy food residues covered Huang Sanlang's entire cell.

There is another advantage to doing this.

That is, it is difficult to collect, so as to prevent Huang Sanlang from picking up the garbage and fighting back.

Everyone is a terrifying high-level soul master. It's okay to throw garbage at each other like a shrew, but why are you so petty and deliberately smash the garbage into pieces? Is it really okay!

No wonder Huang Sanlang was so angry that he screamed. If it were them, they would not be able to bear it.

They were all short-lived ghosts who were going to die in the ring, and they suffered such grievances before they died!

Just when they thought Huang Sanlang was going to start cursing.

The cell suddenly became quiet. Looking over, they saw a figure sitting on the ground, using resources to practice.

Everyone suddenly realized... Compared to cursing in the street, it is better to advance to the sixth level and get back on the ring!

Whether it is the Thunder Envoy or Huang Sanlang, each of them is a ruthless person. No wonder they can become the star prisoners of the Colosseum and enjoy high treatment that they do not have.

Qin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I am not afraid of Huang Sanlang's practice, but I am afraid that this person will give it all, such as taking off his pants to poop, and attacking with shit escape.

Ragnarok is nothing more than this!

"Yuzu, jailer, come here, I want to see the third prince!"

Everyone raised their eyebrows when they heard it.

Look, look, the Thunder Envoy is getting anxious...

It was only then that they realized that deliberately smashing the garbage was probably the Thunder Envoy's plan to interrupt Huang Sanlang's training rhythm.

After finding that it had no effect.

He immediately wanted to see the Third Prince.

What was the purpose? Of course, it was for resources!

Where did Huang Sanlang get his resources? The Second Prince gave them to him. The Thunder Envoy made the Second Prince very angry. He would always mock him every time he went to the ring. If it weren't for the open and secret struggles of various forces, he would have died in the cell long ago.

"What are you going to do?" The jailer frowned and walked over.

Ever since the Thunder Envoy and Huang Sanlang had a quarrel, this cell couldn't stay for a while, and there were a lot of trivial things.

Everyone was so cool on the ring? Why are their private behaviors worse than those of the aunties in the vegetable market!

"I want to see the Third Prince!"

"Not in the Colosseum."

"Then call my agent over!"

Agent? How can a prisoner like you have an agent... The jailer quickly realized that the person the other party wanted to see was Manager Gu.

The famous, cruel, bloodthirsty, and inhumane Manager Gu actually has this day?

So in the eyes of the Thunder Envoy, Manager Gu is still a little guy who works for him.

...

Soon.

Qin Mo met the guards of the third prince.

As a member of the royal family, the third prince is actually very busy, busy fighting for the throne.

"What's the matter?" The tall guard, holding a long halberd, asked coolly.

"Where did you get this jade pendant?"

Qin Mo did not speak immediately, lying leisurely on the sofa, seemingly asking casually.

The material of the jade pendant is very good, worthy of the identity of the prince's guard, but this is not the point. The point is the pattern of the jade pendant, which is the logo of the Shenxia Law Enforcement Court.

It is a small and exquisite golden long sword!

I remember when I first met Aigon, the other party was wearing a gorgeous elder uniform, a retro court robe, and the same sword-shaped badge on his chest.

At that time, I was still a sixth-level beastmaster, fighting with Lu Tongxuan in the imperial capital. Aigon appeared and suppressed me and Lu Tongxuan, saying coolly: No one can leave until one is killed!

TM is all forcing the king...

In addition to the familiar sword-shaped badge, there is also a familiar and unfamiliar soul power fluctuation on the jade pendant.

Qin Mo made a bold guess.

Aigon has the identity of a soul master and contacted Scarlett!

When I told Scarlett about the plan, I asked her to only contact and not contact people from the Lighthouse Federation. There was no limit to the two kings of the Shenxia Empire, and I would help them if I could.

When we fled separately, I went alone, Aigon and Fang Hua went together, and left my contact information by the way.

It is not difficult for two veteran kings to join forces and collect four martial soul fragments to get the identity of a soul master.

Thinking of this.

Qin Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the plan seemed easier to implement.

For Aigon and Fang Hua, the degree of trust is definitely greater than that of the Lighthouse Federation. In addition to the common identity of the Shenxia Empire, there are also the three people's abyss missions. Even if they are different, the goals are the same.

This is great!

It greatly avoids the possibility of backstabbing!

Being a stranger in a foreign land, it is always right to be cautious.

Without a change of expression, a strand of hair was flicked off and fell on the armor of the guard. In the Colosseum, everyone's soul power was suppressed, and the opponent's sophisticated weapons were a huge advantage.

"What does it have to do with you?"

The guard spoke coldly, without explaining the origin of the jade pendant.

"I have something important to do with the third prince. Go and report it quickly. If you delay time, you will die a hundred times and it will not be enough to apologize!"

"Just you?!"

Qin Mo's breathing stagnated. What happened today? Everyone he met deserved to be dealt with.

"Are you going to report it?"

"No, it will only delay His Highness's meeting you."

"I'll write a letter and you take it out. Is that okay?" Qin Mo shrugged and took out a few gold soul coins from Manager Gu without a sound of emotion.

"Well, sure, take your time writing."

The guard instantly became easy to talk to, and his tone was no longer cool.

Don't even think about asking His Highness to come over. His Highness has been very annoying recently, so he doesn't want to offend him.

It's very simple to send a letter. Anyway, the letter has been sent, and it's up to His Highness whether to read it or not.

The paper and pen were quickly delivered.

The Colosseum prohibits the delivery of letters, but with the relationship with the third prince, it's not a difficult task.

Even if the third prince is willing to use his connections, he can get a prisoner who is not popular out. It's nothing more than a fake death substitute, a very simple operation, just spend money to feed the Colosseum.

Qin Mo turned the steel ink pen.

How should this letter be written?

It must be understood by Egon, shocking to the third prince, and confusing to the people in the Colosseum.

"Metaphor, using one thing to imply another thing, makes different people feel differently."

"For example, bamboo."

"Some people see perseverance, some people think of giant pandas, and some people think of stir-fried bamboo shoots."

It's time to test the cultural heritage!