This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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Peter, who moved his head, sat up slowly.

He touched the red line on his neck, and where his fingertips passed, he could still feel the bone-piercing chill.

What a great guy, the young people recently are really scary. Peter said sincerely.

It should be you that is more terrifying. A corpse collector said grimly, For a guy who is abandoned by the Death God, even death is a luxury. I am really curious about what you did before, why even the Death God didn't Take you?

I want to know too, but I forgot. I can only remember a clown grinning and pinching my neck, and I can't remember anything after that. Forget it, this time it's the same as before, let's talk about killing that guy.

Standing up, Peter stretched his neck, then picked out a small piece of pure gold from the hole in his ear, and flicked it to the body collector beside him.

Give me their information.

The body collector stretched out his hands full of sores to catch the gold in the air: The coffin bar, they want to eat something good.

Thanks.

After wrapping up his cloak, Peter walked slowly towards the bar.

In the spooky Coffin Bar, two slimes are eating together.

The things they searched before have been exchanged into currency by Lu Fan and the others. The money is not much, so they can eat a good meal or two at most.

Satan Ye, who was in charge of the money, gnawed on unknown animal meat and asked vaguely: What should I do next? The money is too little, and there is no place to live at night?

Using the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed, what's wrong with it? The weak chicken man drank vegetable juice with a calm expression on his face.

Don't talk about your vehicle, swordsman, what's your opinion?

Going to do something big? The swordsman was a little excited.

Don't be like this? Lu Fan gnawed his bones dissatisfied, You are the leader of the Demon King's Knights after all, isn't it a bit out of character to do this?

It's too tough to eat. Wait, don't eat it. Forget it, let's eat it.

Satan Ye looked at the inexplicable swordsman: What's wrong?

Poisoned.

Is it serious?

I do not mind.

After eating the poisoned food, the swordsman stood up, and stabbed a man behind him with his sword.

Pulling out the long sword, he kicked the chair again, and the chair flew out and hit another man who wanted to move, and then he was bullied by the swordsman and cut off his head.

Holding the bloody sword, the swordsman walked into the kitchen again, and after a while there was a series of smashing sounds.

After everything quieted down, the unscathed swordsman came out, gnawed on a piece of apple pie and said, It's a pity, I like the apple pie here very much.

The bar that was bustling just now was empty at this time, and the treasure hunters here were already very familiar with such things as vendettas, and when they realized that something was wrong, they started to run away, and by the way, they also ran away with their food and drink money.

The swordsman who sat down again was about to say something, but immediately turned his head and looked at the door suspiciously.

There, Peter appeared with a smile and showed his weapon.

Sword Saint Peter, I challenge you.

You're not dead? Forget it, Juggernaut Swordsman, accept your challenge.

Kicking off a table, the swordsmen give themselves enough space to face each other formally.

This time, the swordsman felt something was wrong.

The other party seems to be much younger.

The old Peter looked like a dying old man before, but now many of the white hairs on Peter's head have turned black, and the wrinkles on his face have been smoothed out by some invisible force. Just in his early years.

Not only that, but the opponent's swordsmanship is also much sharper.

In the first confrontation, the swordsman felt the change in the opponent's swordsmanship. Each piece had a gloomy and damp feeling. It should not be the swordsmanship that the swordsman in the human world can master, but more like the swordsmanship that the dead can use. .

Your sword skills are weird.

Every time the two long swords collide, the swordsman can feel a chilly breath wrapping around his sword edge,

The heavy cold made his swordsmanship sluggish, and it became heavier and heavier.

The sword of the dead, a very despicable sword. Peter said with a smile.

The previous Peter couldn't even do a single move, but now he can dismantle the swordsman's more than a dozen ultimate moves in a row, and even faintly began to suppress the swordsman.

interesting.

Flicking away Peter's sword, the swordsman quickly activated his own restraint, cutting towards the cold air in his body.

After a sword strike, the icy cold air quickly turned into warm sunlight, and the sudden warmth made his sword speed up instantly, and it burst into bright light.

With the next strike, his long sword directly sliced ​​through Peter's waist, cutting it into two pieces together with the opponent's weapon.

It's over, let's go.

Satan Ye took his last bite of food: Wait a minute, drag it out first and destroy the corpse. I think this guy is a bit weird.

Dragging Peter's body out, Satan Ye drew out his heartless sword and directly blasted Peter's body into fireworks.

Looking at his results with satisfaction, Satan Ye nodded and said: Let's go, continue to find ways to make money.

But the swordsman didn't move.

He stared at the blasted corpse in front of him, and drew out his long sword with a solemn expression.

Peter's body, which was blown into pieces, began to condense. Every shred of flesh and every drop of blood gathered towards the designated place like well-trained soldiers.

In just a few seconds, the intact Peter reappeared in the deep pit created by the explosion, and even the clothes on his body returned to their previous appearance.

It hurts a bit. Peter lifted his clothes and observed the blood lines emerging from his waist.

That line of blood was the last wound that began to heal, and the granulation sprouts from the upper and lower sides began to connect closely, and finally fixed his body completely.

After his body recovered, he smiled slightly at the swordsman, then jumped and ran up to the nearby roof, like a huge flea, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

He has become stronger again, what's the matter with him? The swordsman asked suspiciously.

Don't die, and then every time you die, you will become stronger? Did the other party sign some special restrictions? Satan Ye frowned and analyzed, The other party doesn't seem like an unknown person, and it is impossible for someone with this special ability to be a small person. But why didn't he get killed a few more times, so that he should become stronger?

I don't know. But I feel that we are in trouble. Lu Fan sighed, Why do we always encounter these troubles when we are with you?

Shouldn't you reflect on yourself as a troublemaker? Besides, have we come out together before?

Then later.

I don't even understand it!

After several jumps, Peter finally came to the headquarters of the Treasure Hunters Association in True Blood City.

When he finally appeared in front of Heishi, the other person's face was full of shock, and it took him a long time to bow and say, You are back, Mr. President.

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