I am trapped in Douluo when I cut my red pupil

PS: Read the added chapters carefully to let you know what Tyrande is.

Bibi Dong laughed playfully and said: "The physical body? Indeed, you are purely tempering your body for exercise. It is different from me who relies on soul power to temper. In that place, the physical fitness that relies on soul power will also be tempered." Then disappear."

"But your body will become stronger after staying there for a long time. After all, that place is where everything gathers. Even if you go there, I can't guarantee that you can come out alive."

"Are you sure you want to go?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's teasing voice, Bai Ye nodded without hesitation and said, "I want to go. It's too boring to just exercise and practice. I want to visit the so-called killing city."

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows, this kid is different from others.

Others go there to hide their lives, but he goes there as a kind of practice. Should he be said to be arrogant or is he just like that?

"You can go, but don't die in there. If you die in there, there won't even be a body left."

"I know, then teacher, let's set off quickly."

Bibi Dong didn't say anything, picked up Bai Ye and flew out of the window.

Bai Ye was so scared by Bibi Dong's sudden movement that she didn't dare to move. A faint fragrance penetrated into Bai Ye's nose.

It smells so good. Do all beauties smell good?

But Bai Ye soon realized that this was not what he should be thinking about. What he should be thinking about now was that if his body entered the killing city, he would be targeted by perverts, right?

Difficult.

Thinking about it, Bai Ye slowly fell asleep, maybe he was really tired.

Bibi Dong looked at Bai Ye sleeping in her arms with tenderness in her eyes.

"He is such a hard-working kid. He never relaxes. I even found the introduction to the City of Killing that I had hidden deep in the library."

"Perhaps it just so happens that his martial soul is easy to kill. How high will his soul power be after he comes out?"

Bibi Dong stopped making any sound, and flew northward with Bai Ye. After an unknown period of time, he stopped at a small town, a bit like a western style.

Bai Ye woke up naturally after Bibi Dong landed. Looking at the tavern in front of him, Bai Ye came down naturally.

"Teacher, are we here?"

Bibi Dong didn't say anything but just led him towards the tavern. Bai Ye followed Bibi Dong obediently, with a look of fear on his face.

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As the two of them entered, wolf-like gazes were directed at them, and Bai Ye seemed to be even more frightened and hid behind Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong saw Bai Ye's look, he was stunned for a moment, and then he instantly guessed Bai Ye's purpose without saying anything, and just took him to sit down.

And when the waiter saw Bibi Dong, he seemed to have seen something extraordinary, and Bai Ye was dumbfounded when he looked at her.

He walked towards Bibi Dong with a look of horror on his face and said in a trembling tone, "What do you need, sir?"

Bai Ye didn't feel confused. There were only two killing gods in the world now.

One is Tang Hao and the other is Bibi Dong. It is impossible for the watchdog not to recognize the God of Death, and he will also recognize the portrait if there is a replacement.

Bibi Dong glanced at Bai Ye and said, "Give him a glass of 'juice' and fill it up."

Seeing that the God of Death seemed determined, the attendant did not dare to look any further. He simply ran to the backstage, and soon he was carrying a goblet filled with red liquid, which seemed to be a little viscous.

"Please enjoy."

After the waiter finished speaking, he ran back to the counter and lay there motionless. He knew that someone would definitely provoke him later. Not everyone recognized the God of Death like he did. On the contrary, many people did not know what the God of Death was.

Bai Ye blinked curiously as he looked at the goblet in front of him.

Is this the key to the Killing City?

Just when Bai Ye was about to drink, a fat aunt appeared next to Bai Ye at some point, with a sinister look on her face that didn't seem to have any good intentions.

Bai Ye paused for a moment and turned his head curiously to look at the fat man and asked, "What's the matter?"

Looking at the fat woman Bai Ye who looked confused, she felt like her heart was going to jump out.

"Hey, this juice doesn't taste good. My sister has something better. Do you want to drink it with your sister?"

Bai Ye looked the fat woman up and down, then looked at her with doubts and murmured: "I am so fat, am I drinking blood or fat?"

The fat woman was a soul sect, so she could clearly hear what Bai Ye was saying from being so close, and her angry look had just surfaced before she could take action.

A loud bang.

A large watermelon weighing several hundred kilograms exploded in the tavern. Except for Bibi Dong, Bai Ye and the table behind them, everyone else and the entire house were filled with red watermelon juice and "watermelon seeds."

Everyone was stunned at this moment. Looking at Bai Ye who was still preparing his punches with an expressionless face, they seemed to know that this child who looked like he might be ten years old and still studying seemed to be stronger than all of them.

Seeing their fearful and cowering eyes and movements, Bai Ye felt inexplicably satisfied.

He raised the cup and drank the liquid in one gulp. Bai Ye smashed it twice in his mouth as if aftertaste.

Sweet, cool, not smelly but slightly fishy.

There seems to be some feeling of longing.

From Bai Ye to killing people to drinking human blood, Bibi Dong always had an expressionless face. When Bai Ye finished drinking, he said to the counter: "Take him in."

After all, the whole person disappeared.

The waiter at the counter drooled and led Bai Ye towards the tunnel behind the counter.

Walking in the gloomy corridor, Bai Ye felt a little excited.

The city of killing, the legendary inheritance place of God Shura, and the word Shura carries with it the feeling of a bloodthirsty mountain of corpses, which may be a good match for his martial spirit.

Isn't that guy Tang Chen still physically controlled by some kind of nine-headed bat king?

People who are neither humans nor ghosts will live long when the time comes.

After thinking about it, a burst of light came in front of the two of them.

Bai Ye rushed in with curiosity on his face without waiting for the waiter to speak.

PS: My grandma’s aunt passed away these days, so it’s just one chapter.