Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

The sudden sound from behind made Yun Guanqiu's body stiffen, and he stopped and did not dare to move.

She thought she was cautious enough. Although her observation of the surroundings was much weaker due to other emotions just now, not everyone could approach her without being noticed by her.

The man behind him spoke again, repeating the previous question: "Why are you carrying the coffin?"

Yun Guanqiu didn't speak, and observed attentively, especially his ears, because with his back to the person behind him, his mental power could not be used because he was in the city of killing.She couldn't see with her eyes and didn't dare to turn around to see. She only had ears to listen for the sound.

"Why are you carrying a coffin? Is it your relative?"

After a silence, the man behind Yun Guanqiu asked again. His tone was not gentle, but it was not hostile either. It was like a very ordinary question.

Yun Guanqiu said: "Can you let me put the coffin down?"

"can."

After receiving the answer, Yun Guanqiu carefully put the coffin down, always paying attention to the movements behind him.

The man behind her also helped her lower the coffin.

"boom."

The coffin was lowered gently by the two people, making a relatively soft sound.

Yun Guanqiu's eyes suddenly sharpened, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and swung the dagger behind him without seeking any merit. With his other hand, he held the distance between the coffin and the person behind him.

The man behind Yun Guanqiu just dodged the dagger attack, and then there was no movement. He watched Yun Guanqiu pull the coffin away from him.

Yun Guanqiu finally saw clearly the person behind him just now.

He is a handsome young man, dressed in white robes, who looks very eye-catching in this bloody city of murder.

There was a pretty woman beside the young man, and there were several people behind him.

"who are you?"

This time it was Yunguanqiu who asked rhetorically.

And these people are Mu Zige and Qiu Sha who entered the killing city to check the situation.

They searched many places in this killing city, but there was no noteworthy person or trump card. Mu Zige didn't see Tang San, or anyone who might be Tang San.

There is also the more important Hell Road.

That's where I went the second time, but still found nothing.

When I left, I noticed the strange woman in front of me, Yun Guanqiu, who was carrying a coffin.

It happened to be relatively free, so Mu Zige was "nosy".

Facing Yunguanqiu's question, Muzige scratched his head and said tentatively: "How about...you answer my question first?"

"..."

Yun Guanqiu was silent.

Just looking at Mu Zige, the hand holding the dagger tightened, and finally said: "They are my relatives. Is it okay? Can I leave?"

Muzige smiled and shook his head: "There are still questions."

Yunguanqiu gritted his teeth and wanted to leave directly.

But she was worried. Once she carried the coffin, it would be very inconvenient for her to do it.

If these people in front of her take this opportunity to attack her, she will undoubtedly lose the opportunity.

"Were you born in this killing city? What kind of people are your parents? How long have you lived here and how many people have you killed? Do you... like this killing city?"

Muzige asked a series of questions.

Yun Guanqiu lowered his head, thinking, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Mu Zige with red eyes, gritted his teeth and answered the question in one sentence: "Like it? How can I like this kind of place? I live here." For more than 20 years, I have looked at dead people every day and killed living people. I am alive...I am alive now because of my parents! They are such good people, why? Why?"

Yun Guanqiu asked, as if he was questioning Mu Zige?As if questioning this unfair God?

When he said this, Yun Guanqiu was very excited. Ever since Mu Zige appeared, his tense nerves had changed.

Mu Zige asked with a smile: "There are still good people in the killing city?"

Yunguan Qiu stared at Mu Zige and said word by word: "They are my parents and my world. No matter whether they are good people or not."

"That's right." Mu Zige sighed, nodded, turned his palm over, and his Holy Son Order appeared in his hand.

Then he handed the Holy Son Order to Yun Guanqiu in front of him.

Even Qiu Sha looked surprised, but she didn't ask any questions.

However, Yun Guanqiu did not take the token.

She didn't know the so-called Holy Son Order of the Spirit Empire. She might have heard of the name of the Spirit Palace, but how could she, who had never been out of the Killing City, recognize something that even the outside world didn't recognize? What about the token?

Mu Zige smiled and said: "There are people from my Spirit Empire outside. We are planning to take action against the Killing City. So just take it. Keep it in your hand at all times to make it more conspicuous. After you go out, this thing can Save your life. Also, it’s best to talk about the situation. Then... everything after you get out will be different from the killing city. Killing is okay, but you must have principles and abide by the laws of the outside world."

"Remember, you owe me your life."

Yun Guanqiu looked at Mu Zige, bowed solemnly to thank him after a moment, and left cautiously.

"Xiao Ke, why did you save her?" Qiu Sha asked.

Mu Zige said: "I have heard of places like the Killing City, and now I have seen it. It is rare to have such a person. It can be seen that she is not bad."

I feel deeply.

It's just such a simple reason.