Proud Blood Spear

Although Yang Ruoyu crushed Ruolan fiercely once, she knew very well that she would not be able to beat Ruolan.

The rules of this world are ridiculous, four spirit rings perfectly present absolute strength in front of her - and she only has one spirit ring, which cannot be used yet.Even if she is much better than Ruolan in terms of skills, the difference can be reduced by ten times, not to mention that as the envoy of the Slaughter King, Ruolan's fighting skills cannot be far behind.

Although the Slaughter King liked her, he didn't like to stare at her all the time, and she wasn't sure that he would really save her.Therefore, instead of counting on Yuan Shui to quench her thirst at this time, it would be better to make good use of the people around her - the young man who sympathized with her and helped her in the killing field of hell just now.

With a clever wrong step, Yang Ruoyu successfully brought that boy into the battle circle.

The boy reluctantly accepted Ruolan's knife and joined the battle.

Yang Ruoyu spent her entire life on the battlefield, and was carried and killed by the King of Slaughter for half a year in the City of Slaughter. She has rich combat experience, but soul skills are a very unfamiliar concept to her.

Ruolan's first soul skill is an instant acceleration skill. A second ago, she was in front of the boy, but the soul ring flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Yang Ruoyu, and Yi Dao chopped it off.

Yang Ruoyu was caught off guard, the body of the gun was too long, his body defense was weak, his inner strength was reversed, and he forcibly changed his inner strength and mentality from the main attacking arrogance and bloody fighting intent to the law of iron prison. Tiance used the "defense like a mountain" style in martial arts, and his inner strength surrounded his body. Sheng Sheng shook off Ruolan's saber.She herself was not feeling well, her internal organs were shaken enough, and she unconsciously vomited a mouthful of blood.

Ruolan twitched the corner of her mouth in disdain, swung the knife and slashed again.

But this time Yang Ruoyu was prepared, and the spear held the cut scimitar - but the difference in soul power was too great, she was pushed back a long way.

But two hits were enough for the boy to chase him.

Obviously, that young man's soul power was much stronger than Yang Ruoyu's, at least Ruolan had no choice but to turn around to parry with the same simple knife.

Yang Ruoyu, who won the respite, did not adjust his breath, but took advantage of the opportunity and stabbed out.

Ruolan just turned sideways, obviously not paying attention to this blow.

But Yang Ruoyu's soul-devouring gun had blades on both sides of the head—the blades did only cut through the black veil on Ruolan's body, but the subsequent sweep was a killer move.

Ruo Lan was horrified, and used her first soul skill again, but this time she retreated hastily.

The boy chased after him with an attitude of being unreasonable and unforgiving, and fought with Ruolan close to body.

Yang Ruoyu could see clearly at this moment that the young man was extremely fast, and he seemed to be walking an assassin's route. Although his soul power was a bit weaker than Ruolan's, he was better at being fast.

This was an excellent opportunity, Yang Ruoyu was about to rush forward with a gun in hand, but a big hand pressed on her shoulder, preventing her from rushing forward.

She looked up in surprise, but it was the King of Slaughter. "Grandpa with the red beard..."

The Slaughter King didn't make a sound, he just exerted his strength.Yang Ruoyu followed his strength and retreated behind him, but she could still see the struggle between Ruolan and the boy.

Those two people in the arena were nothing more than ants to the Slaughter King... He didn't separate them, didn't crush them to death, but just watched them fight.

Yang Ruoyu blinked, not knowing what this strange cheap grandpa wanted to do.

After all, Ruolan could use soul skills, and Ruolan caught the boy very quickly. Although he flashed fast, one arm was still chopped off.Ruolan showed a triumphant smile, raised the knife and stabbed the boy in the heart.

Yang Ruoyu took a step forward unconsciously, but a blood-red shadow instantly enveloped Ruolan and threw her out.

Is the king of killing.

He stood in the field, and the entire killing field of hell fell into silence.

"Ruolan, you have the guts to betray this king!" His voice was cold and hoarse.Yang Ruoyu felt that the sound was very harsh, so she frowned slightly - she had been listening to it for half a year, and she didn't think there was anything wrong before.

But no matter what, he is still the King of Slaughter, the supreme king of the city of Slaughter.

Ruolan struggled to get up from the ground, knelt down to him, and said in a trembling voice, "Great king, I didn't mean that..."

The Slaughter King didn't listen to her, but turned to look at Yang Ruoyu.

Yang Ruoyu froze for a moment, raised his gun and stepped forward, raised his head and asked tentatively, "Grandpa?"

The Slaughter King tilted his head to signal Ruolan to her.

Yang Ruoyu pursed her lips and came to Ruolan, "Sister Ruolan, you did it first."

Ruolan's eyes were full of unwillingness, "No, the great king..."

But Yang Ruoyu didn't let her finish speaking, she turned the spear neatly and cut Ruolan's throat.

The King of Slaughter sneered, "You are happy. Those who betray this king should suffer endless torture!"

Yang Ruoyu was stunned for a moment, "Grandpa...but sister Ruolan is dead..."

"Don't call her sister anymore, she's just a traitor." The Slaughter King waved his hand, and a group of blood-colored little bats swept out from his cloak, but after a while, those bats flew back, and Ruolan had only one left. A pile of bones.

Yang Ruoyu's face turned pale.

She found that she still didn't know enough about this King of Slaughter who loved her so much.

"There is no one to disrupt the situation." After doing all this, the Slaughter King acted as if nothing had happened, "This hell killing is not over yet." With that said, he appeared at the entrance of the hell killing field.

Yang Ruoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the boy who had lost an arm.

He propped himself on the ground with his remaining arm, trying not to get down.

The rules of Hell's Killing Fields are that only one person can leave alive.

"You..." This time, Yang Ruoyu's hand was not as steady as when he pointed at Ruolan.Although the tip of the gun was only pointing at the ground at this moment, her hands were shaking.

Since being on the battlefield once, her hands have never shaken again.

The boy picked up the knife that had fallen by his side, and stood up vigorously.

He showed a hearty smile, "Well, didn't I say it, fight a game, and the winner will leave."

"It's not fair to you." Yang Ruoyu stated the fact.

The boy sneered, "Even if I leave this field and lose an arm, how long can I live? A fight is better than bloodshed."

Yang Ruoyu lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the Soul Eater in his hand.

After being nourished by the blood, its radiance seemed to be a little stronger.

She looked up at the boy, nodded, "OK."

The young man raised his knife flat.

Yang Ruoyu walked towards him with a gun in hand, but he didn't move.Yang Ruoyu's footsteps quickened bit by bit, turning into a run - and then dashing forward, the tip of the spear accurately pierced his heart.

Yang Ruoyu knew that there was something different about the Soul Eater spurting out blood.

This is the first time she has killed someone for no reason.

Killing on the battlefield is involuntary, the sins of the fallen in the killing capital are enough to die countless times, Ruolan wants to kill her, so she must protect herself...

But this young man was different, his eyes were clean, not stained with the blood of the killing capital, and he even helped her, saving her life.

Yet she still kills him.

Because this is the rule of the killing capital.

After the young man fell, a burst of cheers erupted from the hell killing field that had been silent for a long time.

Yang Ruoyu looked up at those people indifferently, then turned and walked towards the Slaughter King.

"Well done, my princess." The voice of the Slaughter King became colder and harsher in her ears.

"Grandpa, I'm not going back. Living in the Slaughter City is closer to here." Yang Ruoyu withdrew the Soul Eater and lowered her head without looking at the Slaughter King's face.

The Slaughter King was silent for a while, "You want to leave that much?"

"I... like it up here." Yang Ruoyu chose her words carefully, she knew she couldn't offend this person, "There will be many friends up here, but not here."

"... Whatever you want." The Slaughter King paused, "The room is still reserved for you."

"Okay." Yang Ruoyu replied, watching the Slaughter King leave.

She looked down at her palm, which was covered in blood.

The hands were never clean, but... something was different.

She smiled self-deprecatingly and walked out of the killing field of hell.

Without taking back the black veil representing the identity of the messenger of the King of Slaughter from the gatekeeper, she walked straight into the streets of the Slaughter City and opened a door casually.

There was only one body in the room, and the blood flowed all over the place.

She picked up the point of her gun, threw the corpse on the street, closed the door with her backhand, leaned against the door panel, and slid slowly to sit on the ground.

Don't want to stay here for a moment... not for a moment.

In the following days, Yang Ruoyu took root in this hut.

Aside from hunting for food, she only goes out when she's in the killing fields of Hell.

After fighting with Wuhun once, she found that although it is not as easy as using a forged weapon for the time being, using Wuhun will promote the growth of her soul power, and in the long run, the attributes of Wuhun itself are far stronger than casting, and will accompany her. her whole life.

So she no longer used the weapon in the scarlet bracelet, but only used Soul Devourer to fight.

But the unsuitable weapon made her scarred every time, and she had to spend a long time recuperating after each battle in the hell killing field.

Fortunately, her identity as a killing princess makes everyone who wants to attack her have to weigh it carefully, otherwise she will probably die on the way back to the cabin after the killing field in hell.

The Lord of Slaughter occasionally greets her in Hell's Killing Fields, but she rarely speaks.

The small face was as cold as that of the Slaughter King.

The Slaughter King felt inexplicably irritable.

Ordinarily his princess looks like him, he should feel happy.

But he just felt dissatisfied and uneasy.

He didn't know what was going on.

Another headache.

The Slaughter King frowned and returned to his territory.

Yang Ruoyu, who was practicing, opened his eyes and sighed.

She has been practicing for a long time, but she still can't break through the second level of the mental method.

She guessed it was probably because of the spirit ring.

The inexplicable rules of this world.

The City of Slaughter doesn't have soul rings, she still... has to go out.

Summoning Soul Eater, Yang Ruoyu walked towards the killing field of hell.

One hundred rounds... The Slaughter King will not accommodate these rounds for her, she has to rely on herself.

However, after she won [-] games in three years, the Slaughter King appeared beside her who was still on the field.

"...Grandpa?" Yang Ruoyu, who had grown taller, looked at him blankly. Didn't this man always wait for her at the exit, why did he come to the venue today?

The Slaughter King looked down at her, with the warmth she had never seen in his eyes, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Yang Ruoyu paused, "Yes, but it hasn't reached a hundred games yet."

"It can't be a hundred." What he said was a little inexplicable.

Yang Ruoyu replied stubbornly, "You said it, rules are rules."

The King of Slaughter patted her on the head lightly, "You said, I am the rule here." After the words fell, he raised his hand, and the entire killing field of hell suddenly fell into a strange and crazy silence, "Only I can open the entrance to Hell Road."

"Hell Road?" Yang Ruoyu blinked, "Exit?"

The King of Slaughter nodded to her, and lowered his raised hand. The audience in the killing field of hell began to kill each other, and blood slowly pooled and flowed to the center of the field.

Yang Ruoyu's expression changed slightly, but the Slaughter King said to her as if nothing could happen, "Get out of Hell Road as soon as possible, and be careful yourself."

Bloody runes filled the air, and Yang Ruoyu felt that he was about to leave here.

She opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything.

But at the last moment when she left, she still said, "Grandpa, I will come back to see you."

What she couldn't see was that the Slaughter King stood there blankly, and then all the warmth faded away, and the coldness returned, scanning the blood-stained hell killing field, he frowned slightly, and finally just snorted coldly, Turn around and leave.

The author has something to say: Add updates on weekends~ Ruoyu will finally return to the normal world...

small theater:

Ruoyu: Didn't you say one hundred games...

King of Slaughter: I am the organizer and I have the final say!

Ruoyu: ...Didn't you say that the organizer is not you!

Slaughter King: (smiling) Did I say that?

Ruoyu: (draws a circle in the corner) Uuuuuu you bully me QvQ