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"Brother, brother! Do I have to defeat him to end?" Miao Miao, who was thrown onto the gambling ring under the alias Miao Er by Zhong Liqing, swallowed and asked stammeringly.

"Or if you are defeated by him, you can end," Zhong Liqing waved her fan unhurriedly, ruthlessly shattering her hopes when her eyes suddenly lit up, "Of course, if you lose—— What happens next, you know."

Zhong Liqing smiled and nodded the imperial beast bag at her waist, raised her chin meaningfully towards her, and when she couldn't help shivering, she took out more than a dozen middle-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, Put it on the counter on one side, turned to Shen Yang on the other side and said: "Beat her, these are yours."

Although a dozen middle-grade spirit stones are nothing, but for these monks who rely on betting in the gambling arena, it is a lot of work for many days - besides, the target is such a weak-looking The young boy——Shen Yang smiled arrogantly, feeling that these dozen or so spirit stones were already in his pocket.

"Brother, why are you betting on him to win! Are you still not on my side?" Seeing Zhong Liqing actually encouraging her opponent in front of her face—even though the odds of winning were indeed slim, Miaomiao still felt uncomfortable and endured Facing the timidity of the human monk, he asked angrily.

Zhong Liqing glanced at her indifferently, but did not speak. She walked to the betting table with her hands behind her back, waved her folding fan, and only shook off one spirit stone to place her bet. When the maid in charge of registration looked shyly, She nodded gently: "Yan Miao Er."

Amidst the amazement of the onlookers, Miaomiao felt a little better, but felt that her suzerain might be a little confused-although there was only one spirit stone on her body, it was not a middle-grade spirit stone , but a pure top-grade spirit stone.

Among the four domains, spirit stones are the common currency. For those monks in the Jindan stage and Yuanying stage, among the upper, middle and lower third-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones are more commonly used. All of the stones are powerful in the middle and late stages of Yuanying, with a lot of assets and squandering capital.

A high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, or tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

It's not that there are some big players in this gambling platform on weekdays, it's just that it's rare to use such a huge amount to clearly bet on the side with a very low chance of winning.

"Don't let me down." Zhong Liqing glanced at Miaomiao who was standing on the stage at a loss, and Zhong Liqing smiled, her eyes were full of the look of watching the show.

——I feel underestimated.

Miao Miao, who has just been promoted to the middle stage of Jindan, has not had time to examine the situation in her demon core, but feels that her body is lighter than before, and the flow of spiritual power is smoother; she even feels that if she uses [-]% of her spiritual power Even Xiao Fang, the most agile spirit monkey, might not be able to catch up with her.

...This is probably just her illusion.

When the referee gave the order, and the human cultivator on the opposite side quickly rushed forward, forcing Miaomiao back into the corner, she couldn't help thinking dejectedly.

"Vulnerable!" That Shen Yang is a gambler who has been in various gambling tables all year round. He likes to gamble and fight more. Since he formed the alchemy, every progress has been made by fighting in the sea of ​​blood, so this person is completely clean. In his opinion, a little demon without a trace of blood is not worth mentioning at all.

If it wasn't for the opponent's rule that the outcome of the fight should not be life-threatening, he would have reaped the little demon's life long ago.

Now, why not just play with this little thing?

With such thoughts in mind, Shen Yang didn't kill Miao Miao, but when he was about to kill Miao Miao, he always backed away a little bit, giving her a gap to escape, but cruelly only gave her a small gap to retreat. , the next moment she thought she could escape, she blocked all the gaps again, teaching her that there was no escape, no escape.

Like a cat catching a mouse, it cut one wound after another on her body - painful, but not fatal.

Zhong Liqing looked on coldly, the smile on her lips remained unchanged, but her eyes sharpened a little, and soon turned into indifference with interest, as if she didn't care about the scarred little demon.

Only people who are a little closer to her and very sensitive can feel the sudden condensed aura on her body.

"Useless guy, since you can't beat him, let's admit defeat." Zhong Liqing suddenly said when Miao Miao was blown out with a cut for the first time.

Miao Miao, who was still struggling to avoid it, didn't notice for a while, her arm was severely cut, but she just frowned, twisted her arm vigorously, and when she tried her best to get the blade stuck between her arms, she grabbed it with her backhand. Xiang Na Shen Yang drew three bloodstains on his face.

"Hey, brat!" Shen Yang felt the pain and exerted his strength suddenly, breaking Miao Miao's hand bones.

There was a crackling sound, and at the critical moment, the little demon nimbly jumped in the opposite direction, finally avoiding the tragedy of his arm being severed by Qi Gen, but the slender arm hung down limply at a distorted angle. On one side, it was clearly broken completely.

The bone stubble protruded a little in the opposite direction, piercing her already scarred arm, and the blood flowed profusely, which was shocking.

Zhong Liqing pursed her lips, looked at Miao Miao on the stage, and saw a kind of unwillingness in that little demon's eyes.

——Great look.

Bloody, violent but surprisingly calm, this is the eyes of the monster clan when they are hunting.

... Ruzi can be taught.

Zhong Liqing shook off the folding fan, shook it leisurely, and hid the smile on her lips: lynx is not a house cat, if it becomes fierce, how can it be rivaled by ordinary beasts?

What's more, a mere human being.

Miaomiao let out a low growl towards Shen Yang, who had a fierce look on his face. The roar was suppressed in his throat, low and full of ferocity, blood stains on his fair and clean face, which was actually adding to the excitement. A three-point evil spirit was revealed, and the flat nails suddenly became sharp, growing into sharp claws that could cut through human flesh and skin.

"Aw——" Miaomiao slowly raised her good hand, her eyes sharpened, and she actually started it before the heavy movement, stepped lightly on the cover behind her, jumped out with her strength, and blinked. With a little effort, he catapulted in front of Shen Yang and jumped down from a high place.

The latter didn't bother her, and with a flash of the knife in his hand, he was already ready to split her in half.

Unexpectedly, Miaomiao's direct attack was just a cover, when she jumped in mid-air, she twisted her body at an inconceivable angle, and instantly leaped and disappeared from Shen Yang's eyes—only a cry of pain was heard, but it was It came from Shen Yang's mouth.

The two sides rushed to the corner of the gambling platform and stood still.

Miao Miao's claws were stained with blood, but there were no more scars on her body; while Shen Yang's face was gloomy, and there were already three long and narrow cuts on his back. .

Everyone in the audience only thought that the little demon saw the blood, aroused his demon nature, and instantly increased his attack power; In an instant, the spiritual power in Miaomiao's body suddenly doubled, not only sealing the bleeding wound, temporarily stabilizing the injury at the severed arm, but also greatly increasing her spiritual sense and strength.

In the eyes of those onlookers, it was the little demon who had superb physical skills and dodged the attack before Shen Yang could react, but in the eyes of Zhong Liqing, it was the spiritual power around Miao Miao that condensed into an invisible shield, Blocking the blade, Miaomiao took advantage of the situation and relied on this power to jump back, move to Shen Yang's back and attack him, and gave him a heavy blow.

This series of movements flowed smoothly and was completed in one go, and Miaomiao was vaguely leading the rhythm of the battle.

"Okay!" Some people in the audience applauded loudly, and some began to taunt the injured Shen Yang.

The latter touched his bloody back, licked his own blood, his eyes were tinged with madness, and the blade light in his hand vibrated, but he absorbed [-]% of his spiritual power, kicked his feet, and moved towards Miaomiao. He rushed over with such force that he even printed a deep footprint on the table.

The knife looked like an ordinary silver-ringed steel knife, but it was covered by his spiritual power, revealing a thin layer of golden light, and the sound of piercing the air was sharp and piercing. Can't please.

Miao Miao was being approached by him, she had nowhere to hide, she could neither block her, nor go around him.

When she was in a crisis, she didn't panic, she jumped up, but she slapped the defensive mask behind her with her backhand, and heard "creak—" a sharp sound that hurt the eardrums and made the teeth sore, and used The grip of the sharp claws piercing the cover froze for a moment in mid-air, avoiding the cutting blade.

The light of the knife brushed past, and the wind of the knife swept over, scratching her tender cheeks painfully, and the dissipated strength seemed to burst open her wound that was still closed.

But she approached Shen Yang again without knowing it, and repeated the same trick, jumping high above his head, one leap moved to his back, took advantage of the situation and slashed her claws, and superimposed on the place where he was originally injured The wound was pulled wider and deeper, blood oozing out from the wound, dripped to Shen Yang's feet, and soon stained the ground of the gambling platform red.

And Miao Miao's left shoulder was also swept by the blade, and there was a hideous wound. After the broken right arm, the left hand seemed to be overwhelmed and could not lift it up.

However, the aggressive light in her eyes flickered more and more, and there was a low growl in her throat, without any fear or thought of retreating.

On the other hand, Shen Yang, although not fatally injured, still has the power to fight, but he just looked at Miao Miao who was fighting to the point of excitement, his heart trembled, and suddenly he lost the courage to fight again, and his eyes also suffered from blood loss. Many and bursts of black.

Shen Yang secretly screamed in his heart: This little monster, ye's evil sect, even though he is only at the middle stage of Golden Core, how can he be more difficult to deal with than those at the late stage of Golden Core?Could it be that the demon clan is really tyrannical and not born afraid of pain?

The next moment, Miao Miao's eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, and Bai Fang bared, and was about to charge towards him; Shen Yang shivered, and blurted out: "Stop, I admit defeat!"

"...Aw?" Miao Miao, who only wanted to tear a piece of flesh off Shen Yang's body, stared blankly at Zhong Liqing who stopped her, her eyes were puzzled, but she didn't face Shen Yang's ferocity and madness ——The aura of this person made her peacefully familiar, and her sanity suddenly returned, and Miaomiao also recognized that the person who was supporting her was the suzerain who threw her onto the stage.

"Brother, I won the first round! In the second round, I will work hard..." He grinned happily, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back and passed out.

As a last resort, Zhong Liqing had no choice but to drop the jade bone fan in her hand and hug her up.

"It's okay, one win is enough, I planned to let you lose..." Zhong Liqing whispered in her ear, but seeing that she could no longer hear her whisper, she stopped her mouth, but helplessly Shaking his head, he hugged her more firmly.

Glancing at the dejected Shen Yang, he smiled gently at him, and said as an apology: "Brother She doesn't care about the severity of the attack, I'm sorry for this strong man... These spirit stones should be regarded as an apology, please accept it."

After finishing speaking, regardless of other people's expressions, she left with the unconscious Miaomiao in her arms.

But the maid quietly picked up the jade bone fan left by Zhong Liqing on the ground, and carefully held it in her bosom, only hoping to meet that handsome young master by chance, and return it to him with her own hands; A thought is also good.

The competition continued, everyone's entertainment continued, but Shen Yang tidied up his injuries, hastily bandaged his injuries, and staggered away from the gambling arena, intending to find a place to recuperate.

Walking alone in the small alley, but felt like being followed, suddenly turned around, and there was no one behind him.

After relaxing his mind, he turned around to find Zhong Liqing who had been waiting for him in the alley.

Seeing that she was holding the unconscious Miaomiao in her arms, it shouldn't be easy to use it, Shen Yang turned his footsteps, and was about to take advantage of the situation to escape - he felt that this young man was too dangerous.

But in the next moment, his eyes shrank, but his spiritual power had already been sealed.

Shen Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but understand - this handsome young man probably has a higher cultivation level than him, at least in the Nascent Soul stage.

"You, what do you want to do?" He couldn't move his body, and the fear in his heart climbed to the peak for a moment - although this young man had a gentle smile on his face, the killing intent in his eyes didn't hold back at all, which made him shudder. Standing erect, the teeth could not help chattering.

"Look, my younger brother's injury is so serious. As an elder brother, how can I not feel sad? If I don't seek justice for my younger brother, I'm afraid I won't have the face to go back and face Jialing and Jiaci—I don't know what Brother Shen thinks How?" Zhong Liqing slowly approached him with Miaomiao in his arms, but stood still three steps away.

As soon as his consciousness moved, he took out the Juechi sword, the blade was cold and radiant, floating faintly, approaching Shen Yang little by little.

Zhong Liqing's teleportation has been able to teleport several miles after conceiving a baby. It is comparable to a small teleportation array, and it does not cause too much fluctuation in spiritual power, and does not consume spiritual stones. It can be said to be very practical and convenient means; in addition, her ability to manipulate objects with divine sense has also become more proficient. If she concentrates, it is not impossible to control people's divine sense...

But at this moment, her hands need to hug Miao Miao who is in a coma, and the hand against her back is continuously conveying spiritual power to nourish the wounds and broken meridians on her body, and she cannot free her hands , so she separated her mind a little bit, and manipulated the Juechi Sword—obviously, with Zhong Liqing's talent, this is not a difficult task.

Seeing the terrifying blade getting closer and closer, Shen Yang was helpless, so he had to ask desperately: "Didn't you pay the bet to let me beat this kid? Why are you blaming me now? Besides, isn't this kid the one who wins in the end? You two, you have to be reasonable!" Every time he said a word, the sword edge got closer, and when he stopped silently, the sword edge had already stuck to the ground. The joint of his shoulder and arm.

"I only let you win her. When will you be allowed to break her arm?" Zhong Liqing glanced at Miao Miao, who showed no signs of waking up in her arms, and knew that she had exhausted all her potential when she just competed. Then he collapsed a little, his meridians are repairing by themselves, and he might not wake up in a short time: "As for me, I have always been fair. Since you broke my brother's arm, then give it back."

As soon as the words fell, the Jue Chi Sword had already sliced ​​hard.

"Ah——" Shen Yang yelled in pain, but he couldn't relieve the severe pain on his shoulder. He thought that he might as well pass out from the pain, so as not to continue to endure the excruciating pain; but on second thought, what if He lost consciousness right then, fearing that he might lose his life... Between the contradictions, the severe pain became more difficult to ignore.

The blade of the Jue Chi Sword is uneven, if it is cut slowly, it will cause double the pain, Zhong Liqing intentionally tortured him, so when controlled by his consciousness, he also deliberately slowed down the speed, deliberately teaching him Bear a little more pain.

When the arm was completely detached from his body, blood flowed all over the ground, which was worse than the injuries he had suffered on the stage before, and he almost passed out from the pain.

"Okay, we're settled, and I'll give you this high-grade spirit stone, just think about it." Zhong Liqing smiled, threw the high-grade spirit stone won by the bet in front of him, and hugged Miao Miao He left without looking back.

"Ah Ji, are you planning to let him go?" Fei'er asked puzzledly as she glanced at the little demon in Zhong Liqing's arms.

This big villain hurt this little girl, according to A Ji's temperament, he should not let him go easily.

"It's better than me to fight, he won't survive tonight." Zhong Liqing curled her lips, her eyes were clear, but her smile was very cold, "There are many people who shoot in this Halloween city."

After a while, there was only a faceless corpse left in the back alley. The scars on his body came from complicated sources—there were traces of beast bites, and traces of chopping with sharp weapons. Also gone.

There are hundreds of thousands of people who die like this every day in the Halloween City. The residents of the city have long been used to it, and no one will report to the City Lord's Mansion.

The street sweeper dragged the bloody corpse aside and gathered it together with the other corpses, waiting for the fate of these corpses, which was just the last one to be dragged into the woods to feed the wild beasts.

No one knew that this was the Shen Yang who had been famous in the gambling arena before... and no one would care about this.

The author has something to say: Qiye: Daughter, you are really upright.

Zhong Liqing: Shut up.

Miu Miao: Meow meow?

Zhong Liqing: It's okay, continue to sleep with you.

Shen Yang, who received the bento: So where is Laozi's arm?

Fei'er: I'm hungry, I can't hold back...

Zhong Liqing: If you are hungry, you will die of dirt!Hurry up and wash it off, or you will sleep with Miaomiao at night.

Miaomiao: Wake up, meow with Σ(°△°|||)︴

Fei'er: Ah Ji, I was wrong_(:зゝ∠)_