[Douluo+Jian San] I became a fucking pig's foot

Mi Tang is a happy-go-lucky person.

The specific manifestation is that she cried all night, and at four o'clock in the morning, she took over the battle mission and went to fight the battle on time.

Oh, this battle is still cheating [Shangyang Palace].

The shadow brought to her by the door-god spider successfully dissipated her fear and hesitation about the killing city.

Holding her breath, she stabbed the eighth boss, An Qingxu, to death. Instead of leaving the dungeon as usual, she chose to adjust her breath and meditate to recover her condition before leaving.However, the physical state is easy to adjust, but the mental state is not easy to recover.

The only good thing about the Killing City is that their food is free, and Mi Tang doesn't need to cook by himself.

After dinner, on the way back to the stone house, kill the people who attacked you, meditate and practice medicine.

Emmm——

After getting used to this rhythm, Mi Tang felt that squatting in the killing capital was not so bad.

In addition to fighting every day, she also made a plan for herself to play Gogouxi (Hell's Killing Fields) every week.

She knew very well that no one could help her.

She can only take the road to hell if she wins a hundred games, and she can leave the killing city only by breaking out of the road of hell.

Mi Tang has no intention of staying here forever.

The atmosphere in the killing city was too depressing and solemn. When she stayed in this killing city, she found that she would have endless killing intent even if she did nothing.The murderous intention surges, and only killing can relieve the pent-up anger in the heart.Fortunately, Mi Tang is not only a ice show, but also a milk show.

This killing city will stack the 'Killing Intention' debuff on people. The higher the level, the harder it is to control the killing intention, and eventually they will simply become depraved or crazy.

Mi Tang, as a milk show, can help herself dispel negative buffs. She can stay calm by dispelling them every few days. As long as she ignores the endless carnival of wild beasts on both sides of the street, cleans up those who sneak attack her, and avoids plots, Mi Tang is in the midst of killing. They're all doing pretty well.

When she firmly won the ninth Hell Killing Fields, Bibi Dong, whom she had not seen much, came to her door.

"Is something wrong?"

Mi Tang looked at Bibi Dong, who was filled with murderous aura, and his brows were full of solemnity.

I heard that Bibi Dong's winning streak reached 25 games and became a celebrity in the Hell Killing Fields.

Where is Mi Tang in Bibi Dong’s eyes?

Those blue eyes are still clear, making people unable to help but think of the blue sky and blue sea outside.

"Jiu Sheng? I really underestimated you."

Bibi Dong said this without any end, turned around and left, her back stiff, as if she was on guard against Mi Tang's sneak attack.

Mi Tang: "..."

Just now she wanted to ask Bibi Dong if she wanted to come in for a snack, but it was obvious that she didn't mean that.

If you invite someone, you're just asking for trouble.

Three days after this meeting, Bibi Dong participated in another hell killing field.

She had horrific injuries all over her body, and she almost crawled out of the pile of dead people with one breath.

The higher Bibi Dong's winning streak is, the more fallen people want her dead.

Under the siege of more than a dozen fallen people, Bibi Dong fought her way out and finally fell in front of Mi Tang's stone house.

Mi Tang holds Hansheng Jingying and kills those who catch up.

She originally planned to turn a blind eye and quietly check Bibi Dong's pulse, but Mi Tang changed her mind.

Drag the person into the stone house, move him to the bed, and check his injuries and condition.

"The 'Killing Intention' debuff has been stacked to 124 levels?"

The highest Mi Tang was stacked was only over 40 layers, and she felt like she couldn't control the rage in her heart. But Bibi Dong had 124 layers!

True warriors!

She took out gauze powder and water from the package and treated Bibi Dong's injuries.

Mi Tang did not use Yun Shangxin's method to treat the other party.

She stayed in the Killing City for two months. Even though she always kept her true intentions and never took the initiative to kill people, she couldn't resist others trying to kill her.

Her life experience here told her that she could not actively trust anyone, let alone expose her own trump card.

Helping Bibi Dong deal with her injuries and giving her medicinal powder to detoxify and restore blood was already the limit.

She won't do more.

When Bibi Dong woke up, she was lying on Mi Tang's bed, while Mi Tang was meditating in the corner of the stone house to cultivate her soul power.

There was a hint of shock in her eyes, and when she got up, she found that her injuries had been properly taken care of.

"The door is over there."

Mi Tang opened her eyes and looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong pursed her lips, her appearance was still the same as when she first met her, but her temperament changed from cold and noble to distant and indifferent.

This is not her original intention, but the subtle influence of the Killing City.

Hearing Mi Tang's words, Bibi Dong couldn't help but sneer.

"You actually saved me——"

She was actually rescued in a garbage place like the Killing City. It was simply ridiculous and ridiculous.

Mi Tang said, "Not only did I save you, I also made you some medicine. Here, take it from the table."

Bibi Dong: "..."

"I checked your pulse." Mi Tang said, "I don't know how you came to the Killing City, but you should have come even less than me."

Bibi Dong once said that people like Mi Tang should not come to the Killing City.

Now Mi Tang also wants to tell Bibi Dong that she should not come.

"What do you mean?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Mi Tang said, "As a doctor, I advise you not to go to the killing fields during these days and take good care of your body."

"What do you want to say?"

"You are still breastfeeding, what do you mean by me?"

Lactation refers to the period during which a mother feeds her baby with her own juice after giving birth.

The commentator, the black-shaded woman, said that Bibi Dong came to the Killing City for more than half a year, plus Mi Tang came to the Killing City for two months... Mi Tang didn't understand, this is equivalent to Bibi Dong coming to the Killing City just after giving birth. Such a rubbish place as the capital.Why did she come?

Was he accidentally tricked like her, or was it because of something else?

You can't come here voluntarily.

Mi Tang couldn't imagine why a woman who had just given birth would take the initiative to come to a garbage place like the Killing City.

She didn't want to drag Bibi Dong in at first, but when she discovered this while checking her pulse, she softened her heart.

As soon as Mi Tang finished speaking, Bibi Dong's face showed despair, shame and anger that she couldn't understand.

"Your body is at a huge deficit and you should take good care of yourself."

When will Gougouxi not be able to fight?

Girls don't need to work so hard.

"Hell's Killing Fields, I suggest you let it go for a while. After all, your body is your asset."

Only when her body is completely healed can she have the confidence to do other things.

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Bibi Dong suppressed the murderous intent surging in her heart, and strange lines climbed up from her neck to her face, adding an indescribable ferocity to her originally perfect and delicate face.Mi Tang took a step back in shock at the killing intent and quickly comforted Bibi Dong to avoid a real fight.

"Okay, okay - I don't care, I don't care, you can take the medicine on the table or not..." Mitang immediately gave up, "The door is over there, can you not tear down my house?"

Bibi Dong: "..."

The rising anger felt like it was being cut off at the waist, but it made me feel like I couldn't laugh or cry.

"You call this kind of place 'home'?"

A crumbling stone house in the Killing City?

her home?

“My home is where my heart is, so there’s no need to be too formal.”