Chapter 911: Marauders
The situation on the stage is critical, and the Abyss Demon Lion is also fierce.
But these shocks to Shen Antong are not as big as Ji Zhenhui's words.
"You asked the wrong person, right?" After confirming that he had neither heard or understood correctly, Shen Antong glanced at him angrily, "I haven't been in a relationship with him, how do I know?"
Ji Zhenhui continued to speak without being shocked: "Then you can try to have a relationship with him?"
Shen Antong almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and squinted at him with mentally retarded eyes: "Did you take the wrong medicine?
Ji Zhenhui's expression was a little embarrassed. He already knew that Sister An Tong was different from those snobbish girls in Wuya, and she would happily agree to date without him mentioning it. But when rejected by the other party, how to "persuade" her to accept the boss, he really has no experience. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been single until now.
"Tongtong, it's very hurtful for you to talk like this!" Just when Ji Zhenhui was very troubled, an angelic female voice suddenly sounded. Li Yue came out of nowhere, grinned and held Shen Antong's shoulders, shook her back and forth, and teased, "Maybe, people really like you?"
"Wow Yueyue, when did you get out?" As soon as Shen Antong said this, he also realized that he might be a little unfriendly. Anyway, everyone was also in the same group, but as soon as the melee began, she was so busy climbing everywhere to save her life that she didn't even know when Li Yue was out!
If someone else owes him, he has to blow him up, but if it's his own fault...... Ahem, Shen Antong coughed a few times dryly, and immediately bypassed the topic.
"What, Wu Jiyuan is a good man, isn't it? You'll be very happy to associate with him, right?" Seeing Li Yue's gossip nodding violently, Shen Antong pushed the boat along the way, "Then it's good if you have a relationship with him!"
"Yueyue, it's time for you to get off the list, I'm optimistic about you!" she said, she turned against the customer, and instead grabbed Li Yue's shoulder, throwing a look at Ji Zhenhui.
Although it can be seen that Wu Jiyuan is interesting to him, Shen Antong never thinks that he will be like Brother Xiao likes Sister Liang, he has to be. At most, he has a lot of relationships with the same type of girls and wants to change his taste. It makes no difference whether it's yourself or someone else.
As for pushing the good sisters into the fire pit? Shen Antong didn't think so. Anyway, he will still get tired of dating for a few days, at most he will be cheated of money and sex, so what's the big deal?
Before the two of them could respond to her abrupt "stabbing knife", a shocking explosion suddenly sounded inside the arena. The rich bloody aura wafted from the direction of the third group!
Group 3...... Shen Antong's face changed. yes, there's no time to dwell on them now, the third group of matches ...... We haven't decided the winner yet!
Without saying a word, she shook off the two of them and hurried to the third ring. Squeezed all the way through the crowd, trying to find a good spot.
Finally found an open place for her, and just as she was about to step forward, a fluttering red cloak came into view. The man leaned forward halfway, his posture languid, and a narrow scar on his face was particularly conspicuous. An incomparable evil aura was slowly emanating from around him.
It's Ge Shu Chong! It turns out that this evil star is here, no wonder there are so few people in this area! Shen Antong secretly screamed bad luck, and immediately withdrew his step, and disappeared into the crowd with his waist bent, and walked around the other side step by step.
But before she could take a few steps, the coercion mixed with blood suddenly magnified behind her. Ge Shuchong grabbed her by the back collar with one hand and easily dragged her back.
"Hey, you're here too, who's coming to see who?"
Shen Antong couldn't help complaining in her heart, but her mind turned quickly, and in an instant, she changed into an old acquaintance's smile, and flattered her repeatedly:
"Then I have to come to see you! Brother Shura is so wise and handsome, with you, who can tolerate others in the eyes?"
Ge Shuchong sneered, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes: "The little mouth is sweet enough, then what do you run away from me as soon as you see me?"
Shen Antong hesitated for a moment, and looked at him "pitifully": "It's not that I saw that you were watching the game, and I didn't want to disturb you, so I consciously took a detour." β
"Then if you don't mind, let's watch the game together!" Taking advantage of the fact that he was stunned by his "easy switching" temperament, Shen Antong smiled generously again, took the initiative to walk to his side, and looked at the ring seriously.
Facing the other onlookers, Shen Antong deliberately put on a face of "I have a close relationship with the Shura brothers, don't mess with me in the future, if you dare to mess with me, I will let him cut you". But every time she felt Ge Shuchong's gaze, her heart always felt a chill in her heart. I'm afraid that the first person to be cut by him is the self who "successfully attracted his attention".
After this period of assessment, she already knew that there was some holiday between the Shura brothers and Huangfu Li. If you want to say who she is looking for in her heart, it is obvious, but now watching the game with Ge Shuchong, the hero does not suffer immediate losses, she must not say anything that offends his taboo, and she can't even show emotions that are different from him!
That's all, she's a good disguiser anyway. But in case Ge Shu rushed to discuss the battle situation with her, she was unwilling to say bad things about Huangfu Li. What should I do to coax both ends to turn aroundββ?
Ge Shuchong on the side, his mind was not as complicated as she thought. The old rival's game was at its most intense, and he didn't bother to toss that little girl.
Stage.
The overturned sea of blood collided in mid-air again and again, and each time it set off a large area of blood-colored waves. The resulting energy storm whirled around the ring like a typhoon. In their wide-ranging battle, apart from Mu Hansha, there were no other "survivors" on the stage.
"Huangfu Li, you have always been a predator......"
Sikong Sheng incarnated into a sea of blood, and in the repeated collisions, his heart was also shouting wildly.
"You intruded into my life for no reason, and occupied my master's position, making me your foil......"
"Why are you...... Why are you!"
The waves of blood were monstrous, drowning the void and reality, and reversing time and space.
β¦β¦
That day many years ago.
"This is a newcomer who is about to join our Blood Cloud Hall, and you must have all heard of his name. β
Sikong Lei's eyes were blazing, and he led a young man in a bloody suit into the lobby all the way. He looked really happy, and he was smiling at any of his subordinates on the side of the road. He smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face melted, and his beard curled up, as if he had become much younger in an instant.
Contrary to his enthusiasm, the young man was always cold-mouthed, and along the way, he did not say a word, and he also turned a deaf ear to the greetings of others, and did not show any intention to have a good relationship with his future colleagues. This is not only arrogance, it is clear that he doesn't even give face to the hall master!
Sikong Sheng was also in the crowd of onlookers at that time, and the first time he saw the young man from a distance, he looked at the other party unpleasantly for no reason.
Because he was rude. Yes, it must be that!
The three hall masters of the Blood Cloud Hall all made a special trip to greet him, which ordinary junior disciple could have this kind of treatment?
Who do I care who you are? Sikong Sheng clasped his hands on his shoulders, and his eyes almost rolled up to the sky. Even if it's a person from the Nine Shadows Palace, they won't come to us to put such a big shelf here!
"He is the famous blood skeleton in the killer world!" Although several high-ranking officials in the hall already knew this answer, when Sikong Lei announced it in public, his proud and mysterious tone was like revealing a shocking secret, "Young age, the future is terrifying, hahaha-"
It's as if it was his illegitimate son who has found his home and has made a name for himself. Sikong Sheng looked at his father's smiling face, and somehow, a vicious idea suddenly popped up in his heart.
At this time, the crowd in the hall who were onlookers also seemed to know it for the first time, and they all stepped forward, pretending to be cold and asking for warmth.
"I've heard the name of the Blood Skull for a long time, so you're so young?"
"Xiaoyou is willing to enter our Blood Cloud Hall, this is also everyone's honor, in the future, we will support each other with Xiaoyou......"
Sikong Sheng snorted coldly. Isn't it just a killer? What's the big deal? It's like you've never killed anyone yourself!
Next, everyone stepped forward to greet the emperor, and Sikong Sheng would snort in the back. Unfortunately, no one seemed to heed his obvious protest.
"Sheng'er, you can also come and say hello. In the end, Sikong Lei beckoned to him again.
Sikong Sheng's face was full of unbelievable unhappiness. It's like a dish that you feel sick to see at first sight, and suddenly someone puts it under your nose and presses you to eat it.
couldn't bear everyone's repeated urgings, Sikong Sheng could only reluctantly walk out. Opposite to Huangfu, his face with nostrils facing the sky suddenly stinked even more.
"You remember, I don't care what famous hall you have outside, when you come to my Blood Cloud Hall, this young master is the biggest!"
In the end, Sikong Sheng still chose to vent his emotions and give him a dismissal!
Immediately afterwards, a group of people played a round for his words, and led the emperor to leave the main hall with a hug. He, the real young master, was left far behind.
β¦β¦
"Hey, Zhao Liu, call a few brothers, how many brothers are going to drink?"
Ever since Huangfu left the Blood Cloud Hall, Sikong Sheng held his stomach every day. On this day, he directly stopped a subordinate who often ran after him, and wanted to go out for a drink.
In the past, drinking with the young master was a good opportunity for filial piety, and there were many people in the hall waiting in line to go. But this time, Sikong Sheng raised his head after throwing off a sentence, and wanted to have a good time with the addiction of being flattered, but the subordinate not only did not follow the pole, but pushed back and forth.
"I'm sorry, young master, I'm ...... temporarily. I have a little headache, I'm afraid I can't drink with you. β
Sikong Sheng frowned, he hadn't thought much about it at this time, anyway, there were still many subordinates who wanted to slap him, "What about Wang Wu?"
Zhao Liu stammered and explained: "Wang Wu's wife is going to give birth today...... Qian Ba, when he went up the mountain to collect medicine, he accidentally broke his leg...... And Sun Qi, he cultivated too hard, and he went crazy......"
The more Sikong Sheng listened, the more upset he became, and waved his hand impatiently: "It's really unlucky, there are so many things one by one." Forget it, get out, get out. β
That day, he walked around the hall for a long time, and it was strange to say that these people, who were usually more attentive than the other, seemed to have said yes today, either there was this or that thing. Sikong Sheng has never been able to find a suitable drinking partner, so he can only go back to his room to cultivate.
As he walked through the corridor, he suddenly heard some familiar voices from the room where the emperor had left.
"Lord Blood Skull, this is my treasured emerald coral, you can put it in this room, you can ...... Ah, feel free to play!"
"Lord Blood Skull, I have heard for a long time that your combat power is unparalleled, this is the treasure knife I specially searched for, and it will definitely make your strength to a higher level!"
Through the crack in the door, he saw that the subordinates who had been pushing back and holding back before were all gathered in the Huangfu room at this time. Holding all kinds of treasures in his hands, he scrambled to send them to his eyes.
Sikong Sheng saw that he was furious, kicked the door open, and strode in.
"Zhao Liu, don't you have a headache?" Pushing Zhao Liu to the ground, Sikong Sheng wandered around the room, punching and kicking one by one, "Wang Wu, isn't your wife going to have a child?" Sun Qi, aren't you going crazy?"
"And you Qian Ba, didn't you break your leg?" Sikong Sheng became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and kicked the leg of a subordinate at the table, "Believe it or not, I'll just break your two legs! I'll let you break your leg!" While scolding, he raised his foot again and again and kicked hard, kicking the subordinate for a while.
"Young master, there is a misunderstanding here, you listen to our explanation......" Some subordinates were very good at calculus, and they wanted to sell well at both ends, so they hurriedly surrounded him and smiled.
Sikong Sheng flicked his sleeves viciously: "No need! You traitors, you slap him behind my back, that's okay, you don't have to sneak around in the future, I'll give you to him directly! This young master doesn't need you to eat things inside and out!"
Before walking out of the door, he glared at Huangfu Li, purely out of anger, and threw down a sentence again:
"Blood Skull, you'll be able to pick up the garbage I don't want!
β¦β¦
After Huangfu Li joined the Blood Cloud Hall, the first sect competition came soon.
Sikong Sheng overcame all obstacles and fought all the way to the finals. And his last opponent is Huang Fuli.
I'm going to make you lose ugly...... Sikong Sheng slowly put on a posture of preparation. During this time, he had cultivated seriously. It is to defeat this nasty guy in front of everyone and let everyone know who is the only young master of the Blood Cloud Hall!
However, in the final result of the competition, the ugly person who lost was himself.
Everyone surrounded him, celebrating his achievements, and he was once again reduced to his foil.
After everyone dispersed, the two stood opposite each other in the dimly lit corridor. The faint light cast a shadow in front of them.
"Since you're so strong, why do you want to come to my Blood Cloud Hall?"
Sikong Sheng's voice was a little fragile. Perhaps he was more sad than angry.
"Huh, speak!"
"Isn't it fun to steal someone else's scenery?"
"You're a marauder! You're a robber, you know?"
Under his angry roar, Huangfu was silent for a long time.
In the end, his answer was just a few simple words.
"I don't have to explain it to you. β
Then he left.
Behind him, Sikong Sheng slammed his fist against the wall.
That was the beginning of resentment.
(End of chapter)