"Pooh! Ah, I'm sorry. I don't know why there were so many gangsters on the way here. As you can see, we are too lazy to change our clothes now."

The prosecutor looked at the three people whose clothes were stained by blood with smiles on their faces. Could he not know who the gangster he was talking about was in front of him? They were soldiers with official backgrounds, but these soldiers knew how to be filial, so It's okay, but looking at the current situation, this guy who calls himself a musician seems to have killed all those people.…

"Sorry, are you really a musician? I don’t mean anything else, but don’t you think artists should be softer? Look at how you are now..."

Bo Yu looked at his current appearance, his clothes were stained red by the enemy's blood, the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, and his left hand was holding a person's head.

"Kadijenna, what's wrong with me?"

Kadijina, who was also holding a weapon, looked at it and said,"It's nothing?" Isn't this normal?

Then Bo Yu looked at Boudica and asked,"Slave, is there anything wrong with my appearance?""

"No, my lord. Bo Yu nodded with satisfaction and looked at the prosecutor and said,"

Look, isn't this normal?""

The prosecutor looked at Bo Yu and the others and backed away slightly. He was really a little scared.

"You three, I can't be sure of your identity, but since you are a musician, you must be able to play beautiful music. We have an adult here who is very curious about Eastern music. In order to prove your identity, I think you wouldn't mind performing. For a moment?"

"Of course, very happy"

——Dividing line -

In a splendid hall, a group of high-ranking Roman people were sitting together. They were all invited to listen to oriental music. On the other side, Bo Yu was fighting with others because of his status as a slave.

"listen! My slave was carefully selected by me, and her hands are just right for holding my instrument! If you dare to touch my pipa with your dirty hands, believe me, I will cut off your limbs with my own hands and stuff them into your mouths!"

The Roman soldiers were yelled at by Bo Yu, but they didn't dare to move because they had actually done it before. A soldier provoked Bo Yu, but before he could react, his limbs were cut off and stuffed into his mouth. The most terrible thing was that Kadizhen Na always had a gentle smile on her side, and so did Boudica. This made the Roman soldiers dare not approach these three anymore, and the previous soldiers died in vain, because the two were equivalent to a duel.

······Asking for flowers·····

Just when the soldier was in trouble, an officer came over and said,"Okay, sir, your slave has ordered your slave to help you carry the instrument in. By the way, can't your wife carry it?""

"Sorry, my wife is meant to be pampered, how can she do rough work?".............0

"Isn't it considered rough work for your wife to kill someone?"

"Of course not, it is not only self-preservation but also a beautiful art. My beautiful Cadizina will kill all the attacking enemies like flowers blooming in hell. That kind of picture is simply beautiful in my eyes."

After saying that, Bo Yu took Kadijina's hand and said,"It's really beautiful."

"It is an honor to dance for you, my dear husband."

Just when Bo Yu and Kadijina looked at each other affectionately, the officer felt horrified. This couple is too scary. You must not mess with them! You must not mess with them! Then

Bo Yu and the other three came to the performance hall, and At this time, Bo Yu also seemed very calm, and then took out the pipa, the musical instrument he brought this time.

"Pipa language, please appreciate it."_

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