Another woman stood behind Fengjiu, pressing her shoulders. Not long after, two more women knocked on the door and came in. They brought snacks and wine, and then knelt beside the two to serve them.
Xuanyuan Moze took a look and said in a deep voice: "You two, step back. Don't come in without instructions."
"Yes." The two women who came in carrying things responded respectfully and then retreated.
"Where is the beast fighting in the middle?" Fengjiu asked.
"Yes, if you are interested, you can have a fight." The woman who was pressing Feng Jiu's shoulders said softly, "The green team won the last fight, and the red team will fight the undefeated double-edged swordsman in the next fight."
Hearing this, Fengjiu was slightly surprised: "Is this a fight between beasts and humans?" Beast fighting beast, she thought it was a fight between two beasts, but after hearing this, it was obviously a fight between beasts and humans.
"It's a fight between beasts and humans. The green side is the beast, and the red side is the cultivator." The woman said, "Both sides enter the fighting cage, and only when one side dies in the battle can the winner be determined."
“It’s actually a fight between humans and beasts. This fight is really cruel.” Feng Jiu sighed softly, looking down, listening to the faint sounds coming from the surroundings, wondering what she was thinking.
Soon, another woman brought two cups of tea: "Sir, Miss, please have some tea."
Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu took it and smelled the tea. Fengjiu smiled and said, "It seems that these two thousand gold coins are worth it."
"This is spiritual tea." Xuanyuan Moze said, and after taking a sip, he said: "This spiritual tea tastes sweet and refreshing, and the aftertaste is sweet and fragrant. It flows into the stomach, which is quite good."
"The water used to make tea is not ordinary water, right?" Fengjiu glanced at the woman.
"Miss, this tea is made from the snow water of Tianling Mountain, and the tea leaves are high mountain spiritual tea. In the entire Sifang City, only this Sky City can drink this spiritual mountain snow tea."
"Make a cup for both of them." Fengjiu gestured, asking her to make a cup for Leng Hua and Luo Yu to try.
Hearing this, the woman's eyes flashed with surprise, but she still responded respectfully: "Yes."
"Master, is this tea really that delicious? I just tasted the wine, and it is also a spiritual wine, and it tastes very mellow. Would you like to have a drink too?" Luo Yu asked with a loud laugh.
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "No, you two can drink! Just don't get drunk."
"Thank you, master." As the two said this, they sat down and drank, watching the dance in the middle of the stage in front.
Until the graceful dancing women stepped down, the venue was cleared and a black iron cage appeared. The black iron cage was from the first floor to the third floor in height and its width covered the entire open space in the middle. First, a man in tight clothes appeared.
He held two swords, his gray hair was tied up, there were two crossed scars on his face, and his eyes were cold and bloodthirsty. With just one glance, Fengjiu could feel the strong smell of blood wafting from this man. It seemed that many lives were stained on his hands.
Not long after, at the iron door on one side of the iron cage, a two-headed lion seemed to smell blood, and grabbed the iron cage at the door, roaring angrily.
"Sir, Miss, if you want to gamble, you can place your bets now," the woman said softly.