Doomsday Sanctuary

"Blood Axe, you can't get blood here, I want to play outside!"

The young waiter glanced at Di Ping with a hint of pity, and then he gave a cold look at the strong man.

"Don't be nosy, don't make your master unhappy!"

Blood Axe stared at the waiter coldly.

However, it was obvious that he seemed to be jealous of this service. He grabbed Di Ping's shoulder and said, "Go, go to the Lord's room, where there are enough drinking and water pipes!" He couldn't help but want to lift Di Ping away.

When the crowd in the hall saw this scene, many people had bloodthirsty smiles on their faces, and they looked at Di Ping with a posture of watching a good show.

"Blood Axe is a man who can't see the skin and tender flesh. I'm afraid this boy will be in trouble!"

Someone chuckled.

"Who is it to be blamed, who let him enter the Thorn Flower Tavern? I don't know if this is not the awakened person? I have to listen to persuasion, I am afraid that I will not drink in the future!"

Someone said gleefully.

"It's just a pity, this kid is really handsome, it's a pity to die!"

A woman wearing hand-stitched animal leather armor reluctantly turned her eyes on Di Ping's face, expressing regret.

"Okay, it's none of our business. Drinking and drinking, Blood Axe, this kid has three handsome men who didn't play that month. Even the Lord of the City doesn't care. What do we care about him?"

A strong man swept the blood axe, with fear in his eyes.

Blood Axe was about to lift Di Ping away, suddenly Di Ping turned his face to look at him, and asked faintly: "How do you want to play!"

"How to play? Haha..." Blood Axe looked at Di Ping and suddenly laughed wildly: "Of course it's the master who played with you. I promise to make you cool and want to be cool again!"

"Oh!" Di Ping said with a faint shrug, "I don't know too much, can you show me!"

"Haha...Performance, of course, but I can't do it alone. Go back to the master's room and let's perform well!"

Hearing the words, Blood Axe suddenly smiled arrogantly and straightened up, a pair of bull's eyes flashed with excitement, and a trace of abnormal flushing appeared on his face.

There was also a burst of laughter in the hall, and a group of people looked at Di Ping as if they were looking at a fool.

Blood Axe looked at Di Ping's jade-like face, as if he couldn't help it anymore, grabbed Di Ping's clothes and lifted him up.

But he didn't mention it at all, Di Ping's body was as heavy as an iron block.

The blood axe was taken aback. With his power, it was easy to mention one person or ten people. He looked at Di Ping, who was now facing Di Ping's eyes.

Suddenly, Di Ping's pupils turned into vertical pupils, and a strange purple light flashed in his eyes. The blood axe seemed to be frozen, and the whole person was shocked. The expression in his eyes instantly lost their luster and became a blur.

"Blood Axe, have you played too much lately, why can't you even lift a weak onion? Would you like a buddy to help!"

"That's right, I think this kid Blood Axe must be too excited, his hands are soft, wouldn't it be because he played too much, he would be soft?"

The blood axe's companion immediately laughed and coaxed when he watched the blood axe without lifting it.

Di Ping lightly flicked the wrinkled clothes, and said lightly: "I just want to watch you perform here, and I will see if you perform by yourself!"

"Yes!"

The blood axe replied respectfully, and walked to the center of the hall with everyone's surprised eyes.

Suddenly he grabbed his left arm, squeezed hard, and with a crisp sound, he actually grabbed his left arm, blood gushing like spring water, and there was not a trace of pain on his face, and there was always an excited smile on his face. It seems that this excites him, but anyone can see endless fear in his eyes.

There were two or three women in the hall, and they suddenly screamed when they saw this scene, and everyone was stupid. What the blood axe was doing and how did they harm themselves.

But before anyone could react, the blood axe threw the broken arm away and smashed the broken arm on a table, immediately screaming and screaming away from the table.

But the blood axe didn't stop, he grabbed his right leg again, slapped it, and broke the leg directly, then threw it aside, and then grabbed his left leg.

There was another click, and the left leg flew out. The blood axe was full of blood. The floor of the hall had been stained with blood, but the strange thing was that the blood axe did not feel pain at all, and the strangeness was always on his face. The smile makes everyone feel stunned.