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"You're crazy!" Ilya hurriedly stopped in front of Yan, "Prison escape in broad daylight? Do you really think the guard tower above is there to watch?"

"I'll play it safe."

"no!"

"Ilya, come with me." Yan said suddenly, "They won't let you go even if I leave."

He shared a cell with Ilya, and when he escaped, he would be made a scapegoat by the guards, whether Ilya knew it or not.

"Yan! You're going to be beheaded, not to mention your escape from prison in broad daylight, but also your inmates!" Ilya turned pale with fright.

"He cut off my head if he had the ability!" Yan's eyes were already covered with anger, "I'm so naive to be played by him here!"

"inflammation!"

"Ilya, you wait here, I'll go up to explore the way first." After Yan finished speaking, he turned around and climbed up the extremely simple wall ladder.

"No!!" Ilya didn't care so much, and rushed to grab Yan's feet, trying to stop him.

The wall ladder was just a piece of rotten wood, Yan stepped on it, and Ilya pulled Yan's leg vigorously, only heard a cracking sound, and the ladder snapped.

When Yan fell, his forehead hit the dirt wall.

"Yan!" Ilya saw Yan half kneeling on the ground, holding his forehead with one hand, precariously.

"Yili..." Yan Qiang opened his eyes, but he was very dizzy. Ilya's anxious face kept rolling in his eyes, and he fell back and fainted on the ground.

"Yan, do you want it?" Ilya hurriedly knelt beside Yan, waving away the flying dust with his hands.

Yan lay there with his eyes closed, his left forehead was scratched and slowly swelled up.

"Yan?" Ilya hurriedly checked Yan's injury, his pulse was stable... It seemed that there was nothing serious, but he just passed out.

Although it was not Ilya's original intention to make Yan dizzy, but seeing that Yan could not escape from prison, he was also relieved, sat beside Yan, and helped him deal with the wound on his forehead.

"Yan, I'm sorry." Ilya apologized sincerely, "You will die if you escape from prison now, and I'm doing this for your own good."

When it was dark, the heat wave receded, Yan Youyou woke up, and saw Ilya standing by his side.

"Woo." Yan got up, his head was in severe pain, and he stretched out his hand to touch the sore spot, wrapped in a cloth.

"Don't touch it." Ilya said quickly, "I just took the medicine."

"Why did you stop me?" Yan frowned, a little annoyed.

"If I don't stop you, I'll have to collect your body now." Ilya was full of grievances, "I've learned your prince's temper."

"What's wrong with me?" Yan sat up and said.

"I'm very impulsive when things happen." Ilya looked at Yan's forehead, "Your Highness, you can see clearly that this is not Dayan Kingdom. You escaped from prison, and no one can help you escape."

Yan wanted to refute, but when he thought that the emperor's brother Aiqing was always trying to smooth things over for him, he didn't say anything.

"Yan, you are a good person, but I don't know if you've heard the saying 'good people don't live long'?"

"Whoever said that good people don't live long, my brother, father and father will live a long life, no, long live!" Yan bickered with Ilya angrily like a child.

"Good people don't live long because good people can't touch the sand in their eyes, they are too nosy, and they don't know when they are in danger." Ilya said directly, "And you are such a person. The guard Ling, insulted me, It’s fine if you can’t see it? The weak eat the strong, this kind of thing is very common in Xiliang. You are the only one who has been murdered... Now that I think about it, if that corpse is found by other guards, you will really be finished."

"This corpse has turned into ashes, why are you still mentioning this?"

"Why bring him up? Just because of you again and again put yourself in danger!" Ilya was a little angry.

"Ilya, you don't know how I got into prison." Yan looked at Ilya and confessed, "The king of Xiliang wanted to marry me, but I didn't agree, so he locked me here."

"W-what?!" Ilya stuttered in shock, "Marry, marry you?! The king of Xiliang?"

"It's the King of Xiliang, he said he wanted to marry me as his concubine, do you think this is ridiculous?" Yan sneered, "The king of Xiliang was playing tricks from the beginning to the end of this matter, he just wanted to embarrass me so that I can't come down." tower."

"But why did the King of Xiliang target you?" Ilya asked incredulously, "Aren't Xiliang and Dayan allies?"

"How do I know, he must be mentally ill." Yan squeezed his fingers hard, and said angrily, "I really want to kill him!"

"Shut up! Yan! Disrespecting the King of Xiliang is such a simple death penalty, and you still want to kill him? This will provoke a war between the two countries." Ilya said with wide eyes, terrified.

"I know..." Yan said sullenly, "Didn't I not take action?"

"Yan, if it is true that the King of Xiliang wants to marry you, as you said, your majesty is just teasing you, not really wanting you to go to prison..." Ilya thought for a while before saying, "Then you can indeed marry me." Get out of here."

"Right!" Seeing that Ilya finally understood his suffering, Yan couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone, if you want to leave, let's go together."

"No, we can't escape from prison." Ilya shook his head and said, "Your Majesty will catch you by doing this, and I still don't know how to punish you by then."

"That's right...but if we don't escape from prison, how can we get out?" Yan looked up at the sky, "It's not 'Xiaoxue', who still has a pair of wings to fly."

"We don't have wings, but we have to leave the Tower of Death Row..." Ilya paused, "Besides the pardon of the King of Xiliang, there is still a way to go."

"What?" Yan's eyes widened suddenly, "Then you didn't say it earlier!"

"I didn't say it because this road is a thousand times more dangerous than staying here." Ilya frowned and said, "Have you heard of beast fighters?"

"Beast fighters? I've heard of them." Yan recalled, "Warriors who fight with wild beasts. They even performed a wrestling with elephants at a banquet in Dayan Palace."

"It was just a performance, and there was no blood. The real beast fighters in Xiliang fought with the beasts with their lives," Ilya corrected. Monarchs love to watch beast performances, so they promulgated an amnesty decree, as long as any prisoner in the death row tower is willing to participate in the beast competition and wins, he can be exempted from the death penalty."

"After being exonerated from the death penalty, can I still be free?" Yan is most concerned about this.

"Yes, as long as you can stand to the end," Ilya said, "You're 'exchanging your life', and the King of Xiliang must give you back your freedom."

"That is to say, as long as I become a beast fighter and kill all the beasts on the field, I can regain my freedom." Yan summed up Ilya's words, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

"Yan, there are so many death row prisoners here. Everyone would rather suffer here and wait for the amnesty that will be granted at some time, rather than fight in the beast camp. Have you thought about why?" Ilya had to remind Yan, "Also, once the life and death certificate of the beast fighter is handed out, you can't go back on it, otherwise you will be killed on the spot."

Yan looked at Ilya, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that I like to mess around, I will prove it to you, I will not mess around, I will win, and look at the frustrated look of the King of Xiliang when I win. "

Ilya shook her head with a smile: "I have never seen the King of Xiliang suffer any setbacks."

"You can't see it either." Yan said, "He has been hiding in the deep palace, doing disgusting and shady things."

Yan guessed that Usman had taken action against the Dayan Mission, otherwise they would not have been able to reach the capital today.Usman is so sinister!Fortunately, he looks like a "fairy family", but inside he is a jerk.

"Go to sleep today. I will submit the certificate of life and death to the guards tomorrow morning, and I will accompany you to the fighting beast camp." Ilya showed unusual calmness.

"Are you going with me? Isn't this very dangerous?"

"Every beast fighter will have a helper to help with weapon care, healing wounds, etc. I will be your helper, and if you win, I will also be free."

"What if I lose?"

"I'm going to die as well." Ilya looked at Yan and said, "I figured it out, anyway, the end of being trapped here is death, so why not take a gamble, Yan, whether we can win or not depends entirely on you."

"Don't worry, I will definitely win!" Yan looked at Ilya with burning eyes and said, "Even if I die, I will definitely protect you."

"I was born as a pariah, how could I let you, the prince of Dayan, risk his life for protection." Ilya couldn't help but moved.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My emperor brother said that human life is at stake. How can one tell the difference between high and low?"

"Yan, what you said is really new." Ilya suddenly smiled, "But in Xiliang, life is never for the weak, just like this prison tower..."

Ilya looked up at the starry night sky and said, "Only those who are strong enough can wait for the amnesty."

"Ilya, I may not be able to change Xiliang people's contempt for the weak, but I can save you." Yan said confidently, "I will definitely rescue you."

Ilya smiled: "Yan, I have never seen such a kind and warm-hearted person like you."

"You have helped me so many times, who is the warm-hearted one?" Yan smiled.

"I said, I saved you to save myself." Ilya smiled, tore off a corner from a worn blanket, and asked Yan, "Can you write life and death?"

"No, write it. Although I can speak Xiliang dialect, I'm not very good at writing." Yan scratched his head.

Xiliang script is very complicated, like a pile of totems of different lengths and entangled with vines. He has learned it for a long time, but he only learned his own name.

Ilya used the burnt wood as a charcoal pencil and carefully wrote stroke by stroke. The content was that the two voluntarily went to the beast camp to become beast fighters. Life and death were destined.

"Your handwriting is very neat." Yan signed it, and then the two of them ate something and rested.

Yan had been in a coma for most of the day, and now he couldn't fall asleep, so he began to think about the beast fighter seriously.

One thing Yan didn't tell Elijah was that half of his skill had come back, even though it was only half, he should be able to deal with wild beasts in the desert.

"boom!"

When Usman's fist hit the white jade table, not only did the "Life and Death Statement" on the table jump, but the person crawling underneath also trembled and buried his face even lower.

"What's going on," Usman said angrily, "I asked you to watch him, but you actually 'saw' him in the fighting beast camp?"

"Your Majesty...the subject also has no choice, he wants to escape from prison."

"Look up and answer!"

"Yes." The man raised his face, and it turned out to be Elijah.