After crossing over, the demon king rolled in my arms and acted like a spoiled child

Bai Jiri came over with a surprised look on his face: "Big sister, are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Jiyue didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and shook her head and said, "No, I just vomited and it's fine."

"Then why is your handwriting not ideal?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Can Bai Jiyue say that your sister's core has been replaced?

Bai Jiyun was also very surprised: "Sister's handwriting was always praised by the teacher before, why did it turn out like that today?"

Yan Niang sighed and said, "Your sister has been working all day since she came to Dark Stone Wasteland. Her hands have become rough. How can she write beautifully?"

Bai Jiyun scratched his head: "My hands are too rough, so I can't write well?"

"Of course, her hairpin-shaped small calligraphy requires the most precision!" Yan Niang glanced at her little daughter.

Bai Jiyun pouted and said nothing.

Mother is just making excuses for why my sister didn't write it well!

Ming Yuan frowned beside him. Well, this word is indeed a bit ugly. He will teach her a lesson later!

The fourth game is also the final game.

The examiner came up and announced that this competition was a talent show, and that everyone was free to perform however they wanted. The prefect would watch everyone's performances and give them scores.

After the examiner made his announcement, the prefect, who had not appeared until now, came out surrounded by the crowd.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties with a short beard.

He was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome appearance. He was wearing a maroon official uniform and an official hat, and he exuded majesty from head to toe.

There was silence on and off the field. Everyone felt that they should not act rashly in front of the governor.

The governor sat down in the examiner's seat and said to the contestants, "It would be best if the person who accompanies me to the capital this time is a man of both civil and military talents. This way, after entering the palace, if something happens in front of the emperor and the queen mother, they will be able to act appropriately and not bring shame to our Dark Stone Wasteland."

After he said that, he waved to the examiner, and the examiner organized everyone to start drawing lots.

When the draw was almost over, thick smoke suddenly drifted in from the entrance of the stadium.

Everyone started coughing when they smelled the smoke. Bai Jiyue felt something was wrong and immediately said to Bai Jiri, "Brother, hold your breath!"

She quickly tore off a few strips of cloth from her skirt, ran to the sidelines, picked up a kettle, wet the strips, and tied them around her face.

Then he gave one to his eldest brother, and then ran over and gave one to the prefect.

The prefect had just taken the cloth when shouts were heard. A group of people wearing prison uniforms and wearing wet cloth masks rushed in, wielding weapons and hacking and killing everyone on the field!

"Brother, let's protect the governor and evacuate first."

Bai Jiyue said to Bai Jiri, and moved the weapons on the weapon rack to chop at the prisoners who rushed over first.

Bai Jiri protected the governor and stood in the corner.

The audience in the stands were all stunned, and then they started to make a commotion and ran out.

Because there were few entrances and many people, some people fell down and a stampede occurred.

Bai Jiyun protected Yan Niang: "Mom, let's go too."

Yan Niang was calm: "We can't leave now. Let's squat in a corner and see what happens."

There was no smoke in the stands here, so their lives were not in danger for the time being.

Yan Niang held Ming Yuan in her arms and hugged her little daughter with one hand. The three of them ran to the back corner and squatted, looking at the stadium nervously.

There was a scene of chaos in the stadium.

Several contestants fought with prisoners who outnumbered them by twice their number and had to endure the choking smoke.

Bai Yiri saw that the situation was not good and hesitated: "How about I go and help them?"

"We just need to protect the prefect. If we hold on for a moment, the palace soldiers will come and these people will not be able to escape. As long as the prefect is safe, they will not be able to escape sooner or later!" Bai Jiyue said calmly.

She saw a bow and arrow on a weapon rack in the distance, and she concentrated on controlling the weapon.

The weapon was placed at the other end of the arena, which was too far away. With Bai Jiyue's level of controlling the weapon, he couldn't reach that far away.

But now, as she concentrated, the arrow really flew up.

She was delighted, knowing that her ability to control weapons had improved again.

The bow and arrow quickly flew into Bai Jiri's hand, and Bai Jiyue said to him: "Brother, I will tell them to withdraw, and you shoot the arrow!"

Bai Jiri nodded, walked in front of Bai Jiyue, drew his bow and prepared.

Bai Jiyue shouted loudly: "Xie Ping, Zhu Yuan, Ma Qiao, retreat quickly!" Then she called the names of the other five contestants.

They were smart and fought while retreating.

One of the prisoners was so powerful that he cut Macho's leg with a knife.

Ma Qiao fell to the ground and was about to be killed by the knife.

At the critical moment, with a "whoosh" sound, the arrow shot out and hit the prisoner right in the middle of his eyebrows.

The prisoner fell to the ground with a bang. Bai Jiyue took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, carrying Ma Qiao back.

After waiting to carry Ma Qiao back, she saw that everyone else had also returned, and Bai Jiri had already shot five arrows with one bow.

Many prisoners fell to the ground, and then everyone jumped up to finish them off.

After a while, most of the prisoners were killed or injured, and the others became frightened and wanted to retreat.

At this time, the palace soldiers arrived, dispersed the choking smoke, and surrounded the prisoners.

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and checked each other's wounds.

Bai Jiyue asked the governor: "Sir Governor, are you okay?"

The governor took off the wet cloth from his face and smiled slightly: "I am fine."

The remaining prisoners surrendered, and the soldiers took them away while clearing the bodies on the ground.

After the smoke completely dissipated, the stadium returned to its previous state, as if nothing had happened.

More than half of the audience members who had not left the venue sat down and watched the show again.

"Sir Governor, do you want to continue the competition?" the examiner asked the governor.

The governor smiled and waved his hand: "No need, the result of this game has already come out."

Everyone looked at each other.

Bai Jiyue suddenly had an idea and blurted out, "Sir Governor, the fight just now was this match, right?"

The governor gave her a gentle smile and said, "That's right, all the talent shows were fake. The unexpected fight just now was real."

"Those prisoners--" Bai Yiri said in surprise.

If these people were arranged by the prefect, he must have killed quite a few of them!

"These people are really heavy-duty prisoners, and they will all be executed in the autumn. Today, I specially arranged people to trick them into escaping from prison and coming to the competition venue to kill me, just to see how you contestants will react." The prefect said.

Bai Jiyue finally understood. No wonder the prefect acted so weak just now. She was wondering at that time. Judging from the prefect's figure, he should be a military officer. How could he be so weak and need their protection? It turned out that he did it on purpose!

"So now, have you scored the performance of the ten contestants?" asked the examiner.

The governor smiled slightly: "I have already made the score."

She pointed at Bai Jiyue and said, "Let me talk about you first!"