Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 133 Hell Killing Fields!

"Snapped!"

Mo Lang directly slapped Liu Erlong.

And then pushed away directly.

A clearly visible palm print appeared on Mo Lang's face.

There was also a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

It is enough to prove how hard Liu Erlong's slap was just now.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that just now." Mo Lang pressed his tongue against his numb face, looked at Liu Erlong firmly and said, "But, I don't regret that I did this Do it, because I want to tell you that I don't pity you, but I love you!"

"You may not believe it, but I have really fallen in love with you a long time ago, especially when I saw that you still couldn't let go of Yu Xiaogang, my heart felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, so I reacted aggressively .”

"I admit that I am selfish, and I don't care what you think of me, but I just want you to be happy."

Listening to Mo Lang's words, Liu Erlong was silent for a long time, finally sighed and said: "You go, we are impossible."

"I won't give up."

After leaving these words, Mo Lang walked out of the room.

And after Mo Lang left.

Liu Erlong looked in the direction of the door, with struggle and bitterness in his eyes, then took out a makeup mirror to take a picture, tears flowed down unconsciously, and murmured to himself: "If you met someone when you were young, It would be great if it was him.”

She admitted that she was moved by what Mo Lang said just now.

But she is not a young girl, she will follow others only after listening to what the other party says.

She has her scruples.

Because she is not sure whether it is touching or love.

But what she didn't know was that when she had this doubt, she already had his shadow in her heart.

She didn't even notice that Yu Xiaogang faded a little in her heart.

Because compared to the indecisive Yu Xiaogang, Mo Lang's character of daring to love, hate and do is exactly what she likes.

……

……

"Hey, why is it that when someone travels over here, if she is a woman, she will be sent without thinking, and she will still be beaten. You are not good at the system."

Mo Lang rubbed his numbed face, and couldn't help complaining to the system.

"However, this kind of process of pursuing girls is more like a relationship than a no-brainer, isn't it?"

Mo Lang didn't like novels that were given away for nothing when he saw the male lead.

Although he wanted to open a harem, he pursued it with his own ability. He didn't force anyone, nor did he allow the system to forcibly change women's minds.

What is the difference between a woman whose mind has been forcibly changed and the doll she bought in her previous life?
"Boy, I heard that you brought that crazy woman back to the room yesterday? Isn't it great?"

Just when Mo Lang was about to go to the Purgatory Killing Field, he ran into a tough guy with a beard and stood in front of Mo Lang with a wretched face.

"Look, Shalu, who is ranked tenth on the killing list, is going to trouble that kid."

"Yeah, Sha Ru has been greedy for that crazy woman for a long time. If he hadn't participated in the hell killing field yesterday, maybe he was there yesterday."

"However, it seems that Sha Ru is still a little jealous of the other party. Otherwise, with his character, I'm afraid he would have done it long ago."

Mo Lang glanced at the other party coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out."

Seeing that Mo Lang didn't give himself face so much, Sha Lu's expression darkened: "Boy, do you know who I am? I am..."

boom!
Before Sha Ru finished speaking, a stick directly blew his head off.

Mo Lang glanced at the twitching body on the ground: "There's so much nonsense."

He is not bloodthirsty.

But it doesn't mean he likes nonsense.

Seeing that it was another simple blow, Mo Lang smashed the top ten Shalu, and the people who were peeping secretly showed horror.

How strong is this young boy?
So far, no one has seen the other party use any killing techniques, not even using soul power.

As if anyone in front of him is a simple stick.

Seeing Mo Lang walk into the hell killing field, everyone followed.

They want to know how strong the opponent is.

"It's interesting. This kid's strength definitely exceeds [-] jin. Do you want to follow him?"

Raksha watched Mo Lang blow up the top ten Sha Lu with a stick, and couldn't help showing excitement in his eyes.

"What's so interesting about this, let's wait until he wins [-] games in a row, otherwise there will be food delivery in front." Shura shook his head.

Because after eighty games, even he has to be more cautious.

After all, when he played, it was a one-on-nine situation.

……

"I want to sign up."

Mo Lang took his sign and came to the registration office of the killing capital.

Although he really wanted to capture Liu Erlong, he didn't want to waste too much time in this killing capital.

So today he will fight ten games in a row!
In this way, one hundred victories can be won in ten days.

"OK, just a second."

After the staff finished the formalities for Mo Lang, it was Mo Lang's turn to play after a while.

It's just that the people on the field all showed fear in their eyes after seeing Mo Lang.

But once on the field, if you don't win, you die.

They glanced at each other and reached an agreement in an instant.

Decided to join forces to deal with Mo Lang first.

"Together? This is better, so as not to waste my time."

When Mo Lang saw the nine people on the opposite side rushing towards him, he couldn't help but sneer.

boom! boom! boom!
There are no surprises.

Mo Lang's whole body turned into a god of killing, like a land without people, every time a stick is thrown, one person will be swept away by the stick, the scene is extremely bloody and cruel!
But for those watching the battle, this is simply a one-sided massacre!

Mo Lang was like a human slaughter, killing people without blinking an eye.

Let the killing fields of hell become slaughterhouses!
ten people.

No one can support him for a second.

That is to say, Mo Lang ended the battle in only ten seconds!
Even though he knew that Mo Lang was very strong, it was too strong!

"Sign me up again."

Mo Lang walked out of the battlefield and came to the registration place again.

"Mr. 9526, you have already won and you don't need to participate this year." After seeing Mo Lang's methods, the staff immediately used honorifics.

Here, they only respect the strong!
"I know, you just continue to sign up."

"Okay... yes, sir!"

The staff's scalp became numb from Mo Lang's eyes, and they immediately signed up for another competition for Mo Lang.

This made those who were going back contribute twice as much to watch the battle as Scarlet Mary.

The result is still the same.

It only took Mo Lang ten seconds to end the fight.

No matter how powerful the opponent's killing skills are, he only needs one stick!
One power down ten sessions!

"Sign me up again."

Mo Lang came to the registration office again.

"Okay, sir!"

This time the staff didn't talk nonsense, and helped Mo Lang arrange another game.

This made the killing capital completely boil!

How many battles does this kid have to fight?

(End of this chapter)