Douluo: Love at First Sight Qian Renxue

Chapter 146 The Killing Begins, The Target Is Clear

In the inner city, the performance is extremely chaotic.There was laughter, cries of pain, and many creepy sounds.

"After entering the killing field, sign up with your own ID card, and then wait for the game to start.

It should be noted that hands are not allowed during the waiting period, and there are ten people in each group entering the killing field.

No matter what method you use, as long as you can come out alive in the end, there is only one person in each group who can come out alive. "

"As long as you can participate in a hundred games, you are the champion.

However, the current No. 67 player in Hell Slaughtering Fields has only participated in [-] matches. Every time you participate in a match, your identity card will have one more victory.In other words, you can live here for one more year, and enjoy yourself freely in the inner city.Of course, you have to make sure that you can still live after having fun. "

"The qualification to watch the game is to contribute a glass of Bloody Mary, which can be your own or someone else's.

As long as you don't feel tired, you can keep watching after you go in. The competition is constantly going on. As long as someone signs up and ten people are gathered, a game can start. "

"Please, sign up for me, I want to participate in the next game."

The girl in black veil frowned: "Are you serious?"

Lin Qing answered irrelevantly: "My wife is a Super Douluo. I came here to catch up with her and not to be a burden to her. So if you really want to leave, my wife can take you away. Even if it is the Slaughter King himself, I have to give my wife some face."

What he said made the black-veiled girl startled first, and then she sneered: "Liar, you haven't woken up from your dream, you are just a philandering carrot."

Lin Qingxuan himself felt very innocent, and he had to clear himself of the charges no matter what he said: "How can a person like me be a philandering carrot? It is my purpose to only love one person in my life, otherwise my wife will make me become The eunuch can't."

Lin Qingxuan's words made the other party obviously stunned: "So it's because I'm afraid of my wife, not because I don't want to, but because I don't dare."

It was the first time someone said this to him, and Lin Qingxuan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and he was somewhat confused whether he didn't dare or didn't want to.

I couldn't help giving the other party a thumbs up: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have thought that I was a loyal and unswerving love saint. I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I turned out to be heartless."

Walking into the city of killing with a sigh, the black-veiled girl frowned: "What is she thinking? No one knows except herself!"

The battle ended quickly. Although soul skills cannot be used here, it is really too easy for a dignified soul sage to treat some small shrimps.

The whole process was like a 20-year-old guy, holding a machete, bullying a group of unarmed elementary school students, without any sense of accomplishment.

Although this metaphor is a bit exaggerated, it is true.

The girl in black gauze looked at her, apart from being surprised, she was still surprised.

"Don't be so obsessed with brother, brother is a man with a wife, think of me as a soul emperor, bully a few children who haven't grown up, shame, shame."

At the beginning, Lin Qingxuan was righteous and awe-inspiring, but immediately he was remorseful and ashamed again. The rapid change really caught people off guard.

"Hun Emperor, are you a Hun Emperor? Why are you a dignified Hun Emperor here? Do you think it's fun?"

Here, Lin Qingxuan deliberately omitted a level, and the dignified soul sage has become Emperor Zha Hun. If the truth is told, the other party still doesn't know what it is.

"Did I say, I came here to improve my strength. My wife is already a Super Douluo of more than 90 levels, and I only have this little strength. It's a shame, it's holding people back, there is no way , in order to stabilize my position in the family, I can only come here to seek the legendary inheritance."

"I'm serious, I'm not kidding. My wife and I have a special bond. Whenever I want to go, she can come and pick me up.

So, if you want to leave this ghost place, tell brother what you can do easily, it's easy. "

The girl in black gauze was speechless for a while, she didn't know how to answer at all!

The journey of killing officially begins at this moment. The inheritance here is the status of God Shura. If you want to be recognized by God Shura, you have to keep killing. The first thing you need to do is to be a king of killing.

In this dark underground world, there is blood and depravity everywhere.Not only did Lin Qingxuan want to prove himself with victories, but he also had to get out alive.

Three days after entering the killing capital, Lin Qingxuan had completely adapted to the environment here, and he had already killed forty or fifty fallen people.

In the three games he only participated in, the truly terrifying thing was not the enemies in the hell killing field, but the constant sneak attacks and people who wanted to take advantage of him when he was at his weakest after the game.

Lin Qingxuan was not a person who was easy to kill. Except for the opponents killed in the killing field, the rest were guys who wanted to pick up cheap after the game. He never took the initiative to find trouble for others.

A month has passed, and Lin Qingxuan's victories in Hell Slaughtering Fields have only increased to nine.

There are fewer and fewer people who dare to attack him now, but they are also getting stronger.

With the increase in the number of victories, he also knew another rule, that is, in each new game, the opponent he faced could not participate in the Hell Slaughtering Fields five times less than himself.Unless everyone is less than himself and exceeds this number.

The icy breath was suffocating. A total of ten people walked slowly into the killing field of hell. At some point, Lin Qingxuan had become the focus of attention of the other nine people.

71 participations, 71 victories, this is Lin Qingxuan's current results, in the entire killing field of hell, no one ranks better than him, and the closest to him is only 69 victories.

Everyone who came here to participate, apart from the right to continue to survive in the killing capital, what they look forward to most is a hundred victories.

Because as long as you have the title of [-]-match champion, you can become a permanent resident of the killing capital.

Apart from not being able to leave here, he has extremely high authority here, and can even become the King of Slaughter's Keqing. Unfortunately, these are not what Lin Qingxuan wants. chance.

In fact, there is still a little bit of caution, that is, not to retreat from Qian Renxue, even if the soft rice is hard to eat, he can't lose the man's face. In the final analysis, it is his self-esteem that is causing trouble.

Now it is the second game of No.70, and the number of outlaws who died on Lin Qingxuan's cell phone has already surpassed a thousand.

However, in the past two months, even if he was seriously injured after the game, no one has attacked him once.

It wasn't that Lin Qingxuan didn't want to reach a hundred battles as soon as possible, but because as his victories increased, fewer and fewer people dared to fight when he participated in killing competitions.

It usually took a few days to get ten people together, and it was the case that Hell Slaughtering Fields did not disclose the specific time of his participation in advance, so he always deliberately stuck in the time slot to sign up, and gave a surprise to those who did not want to face him.

(End of this chapter)