Proud Blood Spear

Yang Ruoyu knew very well that other people set themselves as the first goal.Children's physical strength is not great, and their endurance is not good.

Then, what she has to do is to make a quick decision.

It should be said that fortunately, she came out of fighting on the battlefield. Tiance's martial arts is mainly practical. She has fought in all directions, and now her kung fu is full of one-hit kills and a neat style.

After saying "Start", Yang Ruoyu rushed towards the person who seemed to be the strongest without hesitation - the biggest threat, the first to eliminate.

Leaping high, a slanting stab hit her heart, and she accurately harvested the life of the first "competitor".

The spear was drawn from the man's chest, and she attacked the other man without pausing.

This is a standard battlefield rushing technique. Yang Ruoyu's envoys are as swift as clouds and flowing water, and they are extremely fast. The small figure took away another life in a blink of an eye.

With a heavy footstep, she turned over and rushed towards the third person.

After all, it had already started for a while, and this person was already ready. With a loud roar, the big knife came down on her.

Yang Ruoyu suddenly threw himself to the side, rolled onto the ground, and dodged the big knife. With a thrust of his left hand, as he jumped up, the tip of the spear pierced the fourth person's chest.

Ruolan, who was standing at the entrance, looked at Yang Ruoyu who was free and easy.

Such a small child...how on earth?Killing is merciless, and the skill is very superb.

Yang Ruoyu's movements were quick, and within a few minutes, she killed the other nine people one by one.

The noisy killing field of hell fell into a deathly silence, and then, everyone screamed together.

Yang Ruoyu walked towards the entrance indifferently.

Besides Ruolan, there was another person looking at her.

"Grandpa with a red beard!" She smiled.

The Slaughter King was not displeased, but nodded approvingly, "Well done. Next time use Wuhun."

"Huh?" Yang Ruoyu blinked, "But it's so heavy."

"Don't come if you're not sure, listen to Ruolan." The Slaughter King patted the top of her head lightly, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Yang Ruoyu was not afraid, put the gun in his hand into the bracelet, ran over and grabbed the bloody robe of the Slaughter King, "Grandpa! This is too slow."

The Slaughter King paused, and slowly pulled his robe out of her hand, "Rules are rules." Then he strode away.

It wasn't until the Slaughter King disappeared from sight that the surroundings gradually became alive.

Ruolan put the black gauze on Yang Ruoyu's body, took her hand, "Let's go back."

Yang Ruoyu felt that the eyes of the people around her had changed, so she obediently asked Ruolan to take her back.

Many people heard her "Grandpa" just now.

The Slaughtering Capital is a place where there is not much news, and finally a little gossip spreads quickly - the vicious little girl on the Hell Slaughtering Field is the granddaughter of the Slaughtering King.

So Yang Ruoyu, who only showed one side, became the "Killing Princess" that everyone in the Killing City knew.

Passing through the dark corridor again, Ruolan and Yang Ruoyu were surprised to see the Slaughter King standing in the room waiting for them again.

"Give her the number." The Slaughter King said to Ruolan.

Ruolan handed over the registration sign to Yang Ruoyu for no reason.

The Slaughter King saw that Yang Ruoyu had put away the sign, and picked her up.

"Grandpa with a red beard, this is uncomfortable." She struggled twice.

The Slaughter King was embarrassed for a moment, and adjusted her one by one, letting her lie on his shoulders.

Yang Ruoyu, who was pressed against her stomach by a bone, felt that it would be better to be carried, she was about to vomit.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Slaughter King to put her down.

They stood at the door of a house, and the King of Slaughter pushed open the door, "Your house."

Yang Ruoyu opened the door and walked in. The main furnishings were similar to Ruolan's room, the difference was that there was a pale pink mattress on the bed, and there was even a bouquet of flowers on the table.

She is very clear that this is underground, and these things that are only found on the ground cannot exist here.

So she turned around and hugged the Slaughter King without hesitation, "Thank you, Grandpa Redbeard!"

"...You don't need to call me Redbeard." The Slaughter King pulled her off, turned and left without hesitation, "If you have nothing to eat, go tell Ruolan not to drink a Bloody Mary."

"Huh?" Yang Ruoyu was a little surprised.It is true that she is using the Slaughter King to love her for unknown reasons, but Bloody Mary... is human blood, the hard currency of the Slaughter City, and the most common drink, why not let her drink it?

But she could feel that the Slaughter King had no malice towards her.

Yang Ruoyu memorized silently, walked into the room that belonged to her and began to practice.

She doesn't have enough soul power if she wants to use her martial soul to fight in the hell killing field.

It was half a year later that Yang Ruoyu came to the hell killing field again.

In the past six months, although she didn't go to the killing field of hell, she was often carried by the killing king to the killing city. The original words of the "grandfather with a red beard" were, "How can my princess be unknown."

So even though she didn't participate in the competition in Hell's Killing Fields, her reputation as the "Princess of Killing" became even stronger.

This time Ruolan did not accompany her, she took the number plate to sign up alone.

Wearing a black veil and walking in the killing capital, no one dares to trouble her—in fact, even if she does not wear a black veil, there are very few people who dare to trouble her, and when she enters the killing field of hell, her black veil is just Put it at the gatekeeper.

When I took off the black veil and signed up, someone among the waiting people thought of something—"Kill the princess!?"

Yang Ruoyu took back her number plate, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Someone was trembling with fear, and someone wanted to talk to her.

But as if she didn't see anything, she found a place against the wall to meditate, waiting for it to start.

The rest of the group looked at each other and came to an agreement - only one young man frowned.

Soon, ten people got together and started fighting.

Yang Ruoyu summoned Soul Eater.

For this child's body, the gun was too long and too heavy, but she still listened to the King of Slaughter.

But this time, it wasn't her who took the lead, but the other eight people.

Yes, eight people attacked her, and the only one who was a step too slow raised his knife and chopped off the head of a person who was rushing towards Yang Ruoyu.

Yang Ruoyu made a circle with his spear, and slapped the fastest man on the ground, pierced him with his backhand, poured his internal energy into his feet, and sprinted quickly, landing behind the young man who had never shot at her, standing with his back facing him .

The two faced six fierce enemies.

"Hey, why are you helping me in this kind of place?" Yang Ruoyu was a little curious.

"You are a child, they bullied you too much." The boy's voice was unnatural, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Yang Ruoyu smiled, "There are still normal people here... Hey, they are here!"

The voice fell, and the rest attacked.

The boy rushed out in the same direction as her.

The two of them had never met before, so naturally there was no tacit cooperation, but it was a simple division of labor for one person to be responsible for one direction, and they each completed it very well.

Although they suffered some minor injuries, they still solved other opponents.

"It's troublesome now." Yang Ruoyu tore off a piece of sleeve, and sat on the ground with a wound on the leggings, "Only one person can get out of here alive."

The boy folded his arms and looked at her, "Then let's fight, the winner will leave—isn't that the rule here?"

"No." Yang Ruoyu stretched her injured leg, summoned Soul Eater again, and stood up on the ground, "The rule here is the king of killing."

"Your grandfather?" The boy was curious.

"How could it be." Another voice coldly interrupted the conversation between the two.

Yang Ruoyu turned her head in surprise, "Sister Ruolan? Didn't you say I'll come this time by myself?"

Ruolan evoked a smile, "Ah, that's why I'm here—"

"Be careful." The boy took two steps forward, blocking Yang Ruoyu behind him.

Ruolan raised her right hand, and a slender machete appeared in her hand... Four soul rings circled upwards.

The young man was stunned, "Soul Sect... No, how can you use soul skills?"

Yang Ruoyu took two steps to the side, raised her eyebrows, "Sister Ruolan is the king's emissary, of course it can...but I want to know more, sister, why did you come to get rid of me?"

"Little princess..." When Ruolan uttered this title, her tone was ironic, "It's so easy to be loved by the great king, without paying anything... Do you know me, what we have experienced! ?”

"...What?" Yang Ruoyu was at a loss.

Although she wasn't really only seven or eight years old, she had spent her entire life as a soldier and her daughter's family...she really didn't know much.

Instead, the young man understood something, his face flushed, "She is so young, what does she know!"

"Hey." Ruolan walked forward slowly, "Since you have accepted the title of Princess Crown Prince... then you have to know what you are going to face."

Yang Ruoyu hesitated.

After all, it was Ruolan who took care of her all along.

In this life, this can be said to be the closest person to her.

If she wanted to fight to the death with such a close person, she really couldn't do it.

But she didn't hesitate for long.

Ruolan made it clear that she wanted to get rid of her when she had just carried out a massacre and was exhausted, but she didn't know how to bear it, and she appeared before she and the young man could both lose - in fact, this was the last The timing is good, because Ruolan knows that after Yang Ruoyu wins, the King of Slaughter will definitely show up in person; now that the victory is not decided, the King of Slaughter will naturally not appear...and it is convenient for her to do it.

After all, Ruolan is still very sure that Sihuan Soulzong is facing two people who cannot use their soul skills.

She was satisfied to see that Yang Ruoyu was hesitating - after all, she was very kind to this child before.

Then, she was surprised to see Yang Ruoyu raised Soul Devourer, pointing the spear point at her, "Since you call me Princess Crown Prince—then, are you ready to bear the consequences of drawing the sword on Princess?"

The young man standing between the two looked at Yang Ruoyu in astonishment.

He saw reluctance in the child's eyes...but he didn't hesitate.

Although this child had only participated in one hell killing field before, the name of "Killing Princess" was very famous in the killing capital because she was a child—and she was decisive.

He thought, maybe he was worrying too much, this child didn't need him to worry.

Before coming here, he had only heard a little rumor about it, but it was too scary.

——Everyone here has a way to die.

The boy looked at Yang Ruoyu with complicated eyes.

The child's clothes were soaked with blood from the fierce battle just now.But she stood in a pool of blood without fear and pointed a gun at a four-ring soul sect.

She is, the princess of killing.

True to its name.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ruoyu: QvQ Ren's family is going out~

Slaughter King: ... Be good, I will let you out after completing the JJC task

Ruoyu: One hundred QvQ games is too much

King of Slaughter: ...→_→I'm really not the organizer...

Ruoyu: You lied!

King of Slaughter: Well, go fight JJC.

Ruoyu: QvQ

PS. Gu Er is already connected, Xie Yi, I will marry you oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

PPS. Good friend said that I should sell cute and ask the author to collect it... How can I sell QvQ? Do you think I am cute enough?