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

Chapter 196 Separation, doubts

The rest of the black-armored knights who reacted displayed splendid soul skills or waved cold weapons in their hands to stab Qian Yuelong and the black-armored knight, not caring about the lives of their companions at all.

Qian Yuelong muttered "Really ruthless", and with a slight movement in her mind, the golden light covered Qian Yuelong and the black armored knight, like a lotus with a thousand petals, which was smudged with other gradually colored lotus phantoms The two of them knocked back all the brilliant soul skills or sharp cold weapon attacks.

"Om-"

Under the black valance, the golden wing patterns hidden under the soft bangs are shining brilliantly.

Qian Yuelong, who had passively covered his martial soul, took the opportunity to cut a few more wounds on the arm of the black-armored knight, increasing the blood flow rate.

The black-armored knight who watched a lot of his blood being wasted: "."

The phantom of the lotus flower exuding the sacred golden light seemed to purify the air together, which made the black armored knights who were accustomed to bathing in the atmosphere of killing and blood extremely uncomfortable.

"Captain, this."

Finding that nothing could be broken through, the black-armored knight, who was still struggling to breathe, turned to look at his captain.

The captain put away his martial soul with a sullen face, and raised his hand as a gesture.

The black-armored knights who had been besieging the phantom of the lotus unremittingly a second ago put up their offensive in unison and drove the magic wildebeest away from the two of them.

About 1 minute later, the phantom of the dreamy lotus dissipated, revealing a much weaker companion and a man in black robe holding a whole cup of freshly baked Huangquanlu.

"Entry fee, okay?"

With sticky hands, Qian Yuelong held the wine bottle and pushed the wine bottle towards the captain on the horse with spiritual power without changing his face.

The captain who had received the entry fee turned his head to the other two companions. The two companions drove forward, got off their horses, picked up the weak companion, and retreated to the back.

The other black-armored knights, like the captain, drove their horses to stand on the left and right sides, leaving a middle passage half a meter wide.

This meant acquiescing to Qian Yuelong's passing.

Qian Yuelong, who entered the city without any haste, took out a small kettle from the soul guide in front of them, poured water on her hands to wash away the blood, and finally took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe her green fingers.

Black armor knights: "."

I can't bear it now, won't it be even more unbearable after entering the city?

Watching Qian Yuelong wash his hands there, the captain who didn't wait for anyone to come to him for a long time: "."

He took out a black sign with a carved skull and a number written in red paint, and couldn't help urging secretly: "This is the proof that you are in the capital of killing. After entering the city, there will be someone to greet you at the city gate Newcomer."

Qian Yuelong, who finally washed off the blood stains on her hands, destroyed the handkerchief with satisfaction, threw away the small kettle ruthlessly, finally moved her leg, walked forward along the passage made by the black-armored knights, and took the handkerchief handed out by the captain. The sign, walked into the city, and disappeared in the fog that became thicker at some point.

The jet-black city gate is dull and depressing, and it seems that there is a little bit of dark brown mixed in it.

Four big black and red characters of "Slaughter Capital" are hung on the top of the city gate more than 30 meters high.

Two rows of black-armored knights stationed quietly inside the city.

"Welcome to the capital of killing."

A smiling female voice drifted into my ears.

It was very similar to the voice Qian Yuelong heard in the tunnel.

She looked sideways and saw a woman wearing a black veil and a black mermaid skirt standing not far away, bowing slightly towards her and making a "please" gesture.

The black sign Qian Yuelong held in her hand turned around and was gathered into her sleeve.

The woman in the black dress led Qian Yuelong towards the center of the city.

"In the next twelve hours, I will be your guide and answer all your questions. After twelve hours, this is where you will live. You will officially become a member of the Slaughter City."

The lights hanging on both sides of the road cast a muddy blue-purple light, and figures in cloaks curled up in the darkness.

It was like coming to a messy and disorderly red-light district. On the ground covered with black moss, one could even see an unidentified piece of meat or a piece of dusty bone fragment.

Violence, robbery, and killing are the rules of survival here.

Sensing several gazes, Qian Yuelong hid herself in the shadow cast by the veil.

Those eyes seemed to be assessing the value of the goods, or starting from that part of the food, which made people feel physiologically uncomfortable.

"You can ask me anything else you want to ask."

The woman in the black dress turned a blind eye to the cruelty that was happening on both sides of the road and in the narrow corner of the shadow. Her eyes swept past as if she was looking at a leaf blown by the wind, calm and indifferent.

Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes and asked softly: "Where do the people in the capital of killing come from?"

"Are they? They come from all over the place. Many people came here because they couldn't survive in the outside world, so they had to enter. Because every member of the Slaughter City will be protected by the Slaughter City."

"Those who have not been recognized by the King of Slaughter cannot use their soul skills. Even Title Douluo, after coming here, will become weaker due to the disappearance of soul skills. Of course, except for those who have nowhere to go, some of them will be expelled Those who are down and out, or those who want to purely seek the thrill of killing, and there are probably people like you."

The woman in the black dress stared at the strands of black hair playfully protruding from the veiled hat, and answered with a smile, with doubts flashing in her eyes.

Possess such pure power. How could it be black hair?

"But many people like you come in and can't get out. This place has become the end of their life experience."

It was a warning that also implied gloating words, and after receiving a faint "oh" from Qian Yuelong, there was no follow-up.

Seeing that Qian Yuelong's emotions were not aroused, the woman in the black skirt closed her voice a little bored, and continued to introduce the rules and buildings of the Slaughter City to Qian Yuelong, and finally stopped in front of the gate of an arched building.

"I need to remind you that the rule of Slaughter City is that strength comes first. Everything can be used as the right to speak, the right to buy and sell, and the right to live by relying on one's own strength."

The woman in the black dress suppressed the doubts in her eyes, and stopped in front of the gate of an arched building.

"This is a paradise of evil, respected by absolute strength."

"The next thing I want to introduce to you is the Killing Fields of Hell."

It is different from the large spirit fighting fields opened all over the mainland, and it is also different from the Gu-style martial arts fighting spirit fields opened by the Wuhun Temple.

There is only one ending for the same melee that does not distinguish between soul power levels, but it fails in the killing field of hell-death.

If you want to leave the Slaughter City, you have to win the [-]-game championship in the Hell Slaughter Field, get the qualification to challenge the Hell Road, and pass the Hell Road to leave the Slaughter City.

Every battle is a duel of life and death, completely different from the small fights outside the city gate.

It is not a battle that Qian Yuelong can end if he wants to show mercy.

"...It's cruel, but there's nothing you can do about it. The battlefield is a game of life and death."

The woman in the black dress did not hear any pity or anger from Qian Yuelong's words.

She originally thought that this delicate young lady who was suspected to be from that place would feel cruel and aggrieved, but she did not expect that she was unexpectedly calm, with only a touch of regret and no fear at all.

Fragmented with the Greenhouse Missy image she has on her profile.

This one in front of him is definitely not an easy character.

The woman in the black dress stared deeply at the man in the black robe who concealed his face.

(End of this chapter)