Douluo: Disaster Poison Body, revenge Qian Renxue at the beginning

The bartender didn't even raise his head, just wiping the side of the glass: "If you can get the ingredients, I can also treat you."

"That's what you said!"

The condemned prisoner, who had not tasted the freshness for a long time, smiled sinisterly, and a few of them walked over thinking of Xue Qinghe.

The three of them merged and walked in front of Xue Qinghe, and lifted up the cloak that was covering their faces without any care: "Why are you still covering your faces when you come here?"

"Let me have a look!"

The cloak flew with the wind, and Xue Qinghe stopped and looked at the condemned prisoners without changing their expressions.

Before he could speak, these guys laughed themselves: "Hey, have you seen it, brothers?"

"A pretty boy with tender skin and tender flesh!"

"We are in for a treat today!"

Xue Qinghe looked at the sight of these people who were already thinking about how to torture him to death and felt bored, and he felt no pity in his heart.

To put it bluntly, guys who can be sent to a place like the Killing City are heinous guys.

They have been on death lists in various countries, and that is why they have ended up like this.

Xue Qinghe felt that just leaving them here was too kind.

If it were him, these guys would naturally just want to die.

But he was too lazy to compete with these scum here, it would just be a waste of time.

Xueqinghe moved forward slowly, but several death row prisoners were not happy.

The leader stretched out his hand and impatiently tried to push Xue Qinghe's shoulder: "Hey, boy, who told you to ignore us!"

"You really want to die that much? I'm the Soul King!"

'Puff--'

Before he finished speaking, even the expressions of the two people next to him were still mocking.

The outstretched hand seemed to have been cut off in mid-air, and no trace of a weapon could be seen in the smooth cut.

It's like it disappeared out of thin air.

The broken palm fell on the yellow sand, and the whole hand was black, as if countless insects were gnawing on it.

Within three breaths, it had completely turned into bones.

The leading prisoner on death row covered his hands and shouted in pain, his eyes splitting with anger: "Go to hell! Kill him!"

"Kill this boy!"

He yelled one after another before the soul master next to him came to his senses and responded quickly.

The three people immediately bloomed soul rings, and without exception, they were all soul kings.

In such a barbaric place, it's really impossible to survive without any skills.

Unfortunately, the person they met was Xue Qinghe.

The bartender put the cleaned glass on the table and looked at Xue Qinghe who was seated: "What else do you need?"

He ignored the three corpses that gradually fell to the ground. The three people with foam at the corners of their mouths seemed to have completely lost their attack power and had also given their lives.

Xue Qinghe sat on the table, tapping his fingertips on the blood-stained tabletop and saying, "I want to enter the killing city."

"If you want to go to the Killing City, you need to drink the Bloody Mary first." The bartender frowned and looked at Xue Qinghe's expression suddenly changed.

Now there are still people who want to enter the killing city?

"Then make a drink."

"We're running out of raw materials."

Xue Qinghe pointed to the three fallen corpses: "Isn't this what they are?"

The bartender shut up. It was obvious that Xue Qinghe knew the rules of the killing city.

He no longer made any mistakes, but dragged the condemned prisoner to the kitchen.

quite a while.

The bartender came out with a glass of blood-bubbled liquid and placed it flat in front of Xue Qinghe: "Please."

Xue Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, he just picked up the wine glass and shook it slightly in front of him, looking at the turbid and viscous liquid hanging on the wall of the glass, and a fishy smell filling his nose.

"I'll treat you to this drink."

Xue Qinghe pushed back the Bloody Mary in his hand, with a harmless smile on his face.

The bartender didn't know how strong Xue Qinghe was. He originally wanted to persuade Xue Qinghe not to enter the Killing City, but now it seems that this is not possible.

The bartender held the base of the wine glass and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "To tell you the truth, the Killing City is no longer a place where people can enter."

"It is no longer suitable for survival there, and it is impossible to complete the trial and obtain the killing field."

Xue Qinghe nodded and said, "I know."

The bartender was even more confused: "Then why you?"

"Drink it and I'll tell you." Xue Qinghe stood up and brushed off the sand accumulated on his shoulders due to the wind.

The bartender hesitated, but still followed the instructions, raised his head suddenly, and drank the thick and smelly stuff in one gulp.

He wiped his mouth and asked his question: "Why do you still want to enter the killing city?"

"That place is no longer a place where people can survive. Anyone who goes in will only die. Even the trials will be scrapped. What are you trying to do?"

Xue Qinghe turned around and gradually walked towards the entrance of the tavern. His voice was unhurried and unhurried: "Because there is one thing I haven't settled with you yet."

The bartender was stunned, and something suddenly came to his mind like thunder: "Are you Xue Qinghe?!"

But the only thing he could see was Xue Qinghe walking into the entrance.

Before he could continue to act, his whole body was already covered with black spots, and the rotten flesh gradually fell off as he moved.

Just by moving a few steps, the bartender was almost reduced to a skeleton.

There was poison in the wine, but he didn't even know when Xue Qinghe was poisoned.

As for the name.

The bartender only knew one thing before he died, that is, the will of God Shura had been mentioned.

And the King of Slaughter is also looking for this guy.

But despite all the calculations, God Shura didn't expect that Xue Qinghe would dare to come to his territory and appear openly without even a trace of concealment.

It's completely a naked provocation!

Spirit world.

Shura God was suddenly shocked and sat up from his position.

The rage could no longer be suppressed, and there was a breath that he was all too familiar with.

Snow clears the river!

Unexpectedly, he would dare to appear in the territory of the Killing City under his control.

He is simply looking for death!

Life and destruction, also lying aside, also opened their eyes.

However, what they observed was the expression of God Shura: "What do you want to do again? Didn't you feel that the incident some time ago was not big enough?"

"As a god king who upholds justice, but you bend the law for personal gain, you are still the Shura god."

In other words, good and evil are not there yet, only life and destruction. They want to keep Shura God from messing around, and they have no time to care about anything else in a short time.

God Shura was silent for a moment. He just talked back. He couldn't stand up to two people, but he was unwilling to miss such a good opportunity.

On Douluo Continent, although Tang Hao is useless.

But that doesn't mean that God Shura is completely useless.

Relying on the connections established through divine examinations.

Tang Chen, who was among the borders of major countries, was suddenly stunned.

"Tang Chen, return to the killing city."

"Kill Xue Qinghe!"