Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

Chapter 194 Try and Die
No matter what Qian Yuelong thought in her heart, the matter of going to the Slaughter City was finalized.

The good news is, she's not the only one going.Her two other friends, Hu Liena and Xie Yue, are also going.

The bad news is that she and her two dear friends are staggered.

When she found Yueguan and told her about it, Yueguan and her partner Ghost had just returned after sending Hu Liena and Xieyue to one of the entrances of the Slaughter City.

Qian Yuelong: "."

Okay, take one step slower and take one step slower.

She returned to her residence in Houshan and began to write letters one by one.

After entering the killing capital, it is impossible to communicate flexibly with the outside world.

The maximum number of years for each test bestowed by the gods is five years. If it is conservatively estimated, she will have to stay in the killing capital for at least three to four years.

Fang Yi and Yun Yi were promoted to become the two elders of the Yantian Temple when the Yantian Temple was completed, and cooperated with the palace rules and other instructions written by Qian Yuelong to manage the Yantian Temple in an orderly manner.

The two brothers and sisters were originally Qian Daoliu's acquiescing connections to Qian Yuelong. With their promotion, they are now completely divided into Qian Yuelong's faction. They are absolutely loyal to Qian Yuelong. She is very relieved that people manage Yantian Palace.

When she was in Wuhundian Academy, she would occasionally go out for half a month and stay at Yantiandian to handle affairs, taking care of soul masters who hadn't grown up or ordinary people who were willing to cultivate hard.

In the past few years, Yantian Temple has been focusing on recruiting talents and developing its foundation.

And now.
City of Slaughter is an important transition point in the plot, and some things need to be deployed in advance so as not to become the enemy in the original plot.

It's time for this batch of trained young falcons to take flight.

In a remote town located on the border of Tiandou, the hotel with poor business has ushered in its first business performance in three days.

A figure in a dark cloak stood in front of the hotel on the third floor of the duplex, looking up slightly.

The moldy wooden plaque hangs tenaciously above the old door frame. There are faint brown traces, which look like the strokes of fonts. The original writing on the wooden plaque can no longer be seen, only the gate bar that has not been set up to push the door. Next to it, "Welcome" seems to be painted with animal blood, and the two words "accommodation" and "dining" below indicate that this is an open hotel.

Unbelievable that a hotel like this is still open and not closed.

Walking into the lobby, the light is dim, only the lights in front of the service desk are still on.

The faint light faintly illuminates the outline of the tables and chairs in the lobby.

The man in black paused slightly, and when he landed again, his shoes on the ground pressed against the wooden floor, causing the old floor to creak, waking up the dozing hotel receptionist behind the service desk.

"Welcome to our store. Do you want to eat or stay in the store?"

The sleepy voice was light and ethereal, as if still in a dream.

The receptionist didn't even fully open his eyes as he spoke.

If there are complaints and bad reviews, then his score must be negative.

"Stay at the hotel."

The front desk opened sleepy eyes: "Ordinary room or superior room? Let me tell you first, all our superior rooms here start with 5 gold soul coins. What price do you want for the guest officer? If you don't have money, I recommend the suite Luyin Pavilion. It is exactly 5 gold soul coins. If you have enough soul coins, you can go.”

The front desk blared out the elegant names of their suites.

But the price can be called a black shop, if another person heard this, he might have directly questioned it with a cold face, and got into a fight with the front desk.

But the man in black remained calm, and directly revealed the precise price and specification of the suite: "9 gold soul coins, one Biluo Pavilion, underground."

In a word, all the sleepy people at the front desk ran away.

He sat up straight in a jerk, and looked up and down at the man in black who had spoken the secret signal accurately.

From the top to the poor and the blue sky, from the bottom to the underworld.

Although the name of the suite he just introduced also has Biluo Pavilion, he never said that Biluo Pavilion is underground.

"Are you sure?"

The front desk looked up and down at the well-hidden guest.

The faint fragrance seems to be the scent of perfume that girls like to use, it is very obvious.

The black cloak was stained with a bit of plaster. It looked like a guest from afar, but I don't know which sect or family it was. Also spray perfume.

In his heart, after the guest put on the label of pretending to be deep, the front desk squinted his eyes and put on a smiling mask.

Under the plain clothes, his muscles were tense, and he said in the same tone as before: "Guest, if you want to live in the Biluo Pavilion on the ground floor, you still need a reward. Are you sure you can't live in the Biluo Pavilion on the second floor, and you want to live in the underground one?" ?”

"What's the difference? A glass of Yellow Spring Dew?"

There was a treacherous smile on the corner of the mouth of the front desk: "No, guest, what you need to pay is two glasses of Huangquan dew."

In the next second, powerful soul power exploded from the front desk, and five soul rings floated up from his feet, instantly inflated and transformed into arms that turned into beast claws and swept towards the black-robed man's head.

This person is actually a soul king with five rings!
"Because of the consulting fee, it's also a glass of Huangquan dew!"

The imaginary brainwashing scene did not appear.

He didn't even have the feeling of touching the real thing, and his vision was spinning when the pupils at the front desk constricted.

With a bang, there was a dull sound of falling to the ground.

No blood, no wounds of any kind.

The front desk maintained a stiff posture and fell to the ground twitching non-stop, with dilated pupils, as if the light of life was fading away.

"It looks like it should be worth a few cups of Huangquan dew, right?"

The unscathed black-robed man stood sideways half a meter away, looked at the twitching front desk, and said thoughtfully.

The reversal between the prey and the hunter is only in one thought.

"Slap,"

Crisp applause came from behind.

The manager of this hotel stood silently in the shadow of the corner, and said neither humble nor humble: "Yes, but unfortunately, you need to pay an extra two cups of Huangquan dew in addition to the consultation fee and reservation fee. He can only It's worth three cups, and you need to pay for another cup before I can introduce you to Biluo Pavilion."

The so-called Huangquanlu is blood.

After the blood was drained from the whole body at the front desk, he could only fill up three cups of Huangquan dew.After two cups were used for consultation fee and room reservation fee, there was one cup left, and there was still one cup left.

Apart from the store manager and her, there is no second living person in this hotel.

But what the store manager said just now is a metaphor that the man in black cannot touch him.

In other words, the poor cup can only be taken from the man in black.

"What if it happens to be four cups?"

Qian Yuelong squatted down without raising her head, a cold light flashed in her hands, she had already grasped a dagger, cut the opponent's wrist, and began to bleed.

The store manager watched Qian Yuelong's unbelief by default, and silently pushed four cups to Qian Yuelong with his soul power.

Try and die.

The life at the front desk passed faster due to excessive blood loss, and the convulsions became much lighter.

Seeing that the front desk was about to die, Qian Yuelong chuckled, and seven soul rings floated from her feet.

Five black and two red lights illuminated the entire dark lobby, and shocked the unknown store manager.

There are actually two 10-year soul rings!

The store manager's pupils trembled, watching the unreasonable third ten thousand year soul ring flashing around the black robed man, and the blue and golden lotus phantom appeared from under the dying front desk, wrapping him inside.

The light frost froze his limbs and bones, the cold power healed the poison in him, and quickly recovered the blood that had been lost in a large amount in his body.

Qian Yuelong looked at the blood that overflowed again, and whispered like a devil:

"Now, he's worth four cups."

When the fourth cup was full of blood, Qian Yuelong cut off the treatment mercilessly.

The body temperature at the front desk was even colder.

——Additional digression——

Regarding the life experience in the last chapter, Yuelong really came out of nothing, and she was airborne under the effect of the almighty golden finger, and Bibidong actually didn't suffer a second injury.

(End of this chapter)