Disaster Shelter

At a waste car processing plant in Xiazhu District, Wanderer and Lin Zheyuan were crushed under several waste cars.

The vagabond covered his shoulders, obviously he had activated the teleportation, but his arm was still bitten off by that guy.

But Wanderer wasn't too sad, instead he laughed out loud, because it meant that he had escaped from the battle for the Cup of Divine Blood.

You also received a call from the spy before. Go to the Big Wave Clubhouse and tell the spy about the cicada. Although that thing is not a catastrophe-level thing, it is not something that can be dealt with by ordinary real sequences. You make him prepare .”

how about you?

I... I'll rest for a while.

The wanderer's voice became weaker and weaker, and then he lay down directly on the ground.

Lin Zheyuan was taken aback, and immediately went to check on the wandering man's heartbeat, and was relieved to find that his heartbeat was strong.

The attack of giant cicadas is not so easy to avoid. The wanderer was able to escape with Lin Zheyuan with all his strength. After talking to Lin Zheyuan, he fell asleep directly.

Lin Zheyuan thought for a while, then used his own tentacles to sew up the wandering man's severed hand, then found a place nearby, dug a hole and buried the wandering man in it.

A pit of this depth would not have any negative impact on the Wanderer, and he could easily climb out after waking up.

Lin Zheyuan is the target of other contestants, and taking Vagabond to the big wave club will only put him in danger.

And the vagabond has lost his mark now, no one will deliberately look for him, lying here is the safest.

...

The light saber in the hand of the slightly lustful female angel has been wiped out, and the wings on the back are weakly drooping.

Wen Wen was floating in the air, pinching the female angel's neck with one hand, and the female angel's toes barely touched the ground.

This female angel is slender, but she is twice as tall as an ordinary person. If Wen Wen doesn't fly up, it will be difficult for Wen Wen to touch her neck in style.

In addition, if you don't fly, the place Wen Wen can pinch is a bit indecent.

The arrogant woman before looked at Wen Wen in horror. She thought that after her guardian angel appeared, she would be able to kill this pedant who was wandering around in such a place.

And at the beginning, the performance of the Holy Sword Angel was indeed in line with her guess.

The long sword with the light of the holy power was sharp to the extreme, and this little-eyed disciple could only dodge hastily at first.

But after dodging a few times, the apprentice became a little impatient, and pulled out a long sword with monstrous energy from his crotch...

Don't worry about why it was pulled out from the crotch, the Blood River Sword is in the shelter, Wen Wen can pull out the Blood River Sword from anywhere.

The bloody long sword collided with the radiant long sword, and the radiant long sword broke immediately, and then the apprentice poked the holy sword angel's brow lightly, and the holy sword angel lost all resistance.

The woman knelt on the ground in despair. The one who could defeat the holy sword angel so easily was definitely a demon hunter in the realm of true order, which meant that she would be captured by this demon hunter next.

Is he going to cut off his own palm...or kill himself?

Wen Wen didn't care about that woman for the time being, he was very interested in this female angel in front of him, and even a little excited.

He plucked two feathers from the wings and sniffed them, but there was no smell.

Then he wanted to push back the female angel's hair to see what it looked like inside.

Tao Qingqing stood aside, covering her eyes with one hand, can this guy not embarrass her...

Seeing Wen Wen's movements, the woman immediately opened her eyes angrily, and immediately rushed towards Wen Wen desperately, reaching out her hand to stop Wen Wen's movements.

Don't touch her!

For her, all men in this world are filthy, and only Holy Sword Angel can understand her.

She and the Holy Sword Angel cuddled together, and she felt that she couldn't look at the Holy Sword Angel and be touched by this guy.

Seeing whether Wen Wen was looking at her, Wen Wen waved his sword casually, and a white palm was cut off from the wrist.

The woman fell to the ground in pain, clutching her wrist and howling, the severed palm did not fall to the ground, but flew into Wen Wen's hand.

The bloody imprint was transferred from that palm to the back of Wen Wen's hand, and Wen Wen could clearly feel the power of the cup of divine blood in his body increase.

Does it hurt, is it scary? Your move just now destroyed more than one person's hand!

Wen Wen glanced at her indifferently, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes, and then looked at Holy Sword Angel with a smile again.

Hey, I won't touch her, it's okay to touch her with your hands.

Wen Wen brushed his hair away expectantly with this palm, and then the expression of expectation on his face quickly faded, revealing a look of disgust.

Cut, waste my feelings.

This holy sword angel actually has a holy light!

Where the hair and wings cover, there is only a vast expanse of whiteness, which is not as good as when it is covered by wings and hair.

Wen Wen casually threw the holy sword angel on the ground, smashing a few tables and chairs, then sat on the sofa next to the woman, holding the blood river sword in one hand and lifting the weeping woman's chin.

Now we can continue the previous topic...

What is your last name, what job is it, is there a marriage, and... about the battle for the cup of divine blood, what do you know?

...

Wen Wen's torture technique, needless to say, with this woman's will, she was defeated in two or three rounds.

She knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably. The fierce and mean shell that was originally used to protect herself was torn apart by Wen Wen, crushed and thrown into the trash can.

My name is Windsor, Windsor Hildu. I used to have a happy family, but when I was fourteen, my father owed a huge amount of gambling debts.

Wen Wen shook his head and said, The dog who gambles must die, and it is even more unworthy of sympathy to implicate the family.

Windsor paused for a moment, and then continued: Later, in order to pay off my gambling debts, I was sold to this club with long legs and big waves.

It always feels like I'm reading an ancient novel about suffering... Wen Wen joked again, but he wasn't very surprised.

The dark side of society has always existed, and there are more or less such phenomena in any large region, but in the Eastern Oil Region, where the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, and the rich lack restrictions, such things are more likely to breed.

Demon hunters like them can kill monsters born from the dark side of human nature, but they can't bleach people's hearts.

Here, I was tortured inhumanely... They didn't treat me as a human being at all, they only regarded me as a piece of goods, a piece of goods used to please some people...

On the first day after the 'training' ended, I swore secretly that as long as I had the chance, I would destroy this place and kill all the 'managers' and all the 'guests'.

Windsor's expression became ferocious, with an unconcealable evil spirit on her face, and pure white holy power emerged from her body, but she couldn't stop her surging killing intent.