"Bang" A burst of blood mist burst in Gentle's ears, and the rich smell of blood came, smelling the smell of blood, Gentleness lost her face, and her eyes were covered with a layer of heavy killing thoughts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The number of participants every year is only 600, and after two rounds there are only 150 people left, and among these 150 people, there are more than 40 people who have killed their opponents, and they gently step into the lottery team with heavy steps, and with the decrease in the number of people, the ring has also been reduced from fifty to fifteen, and at this time it is close to noon, and the next thing is the battle between the real strong and the strong.

"Cold smoke, do you want to take a break? By the way, did you see Le'er? Bai Qitian saw the gentleness that came over and asked casually.

Because of the previous killing scene, Gentle was still a little uncomfortable, and shook his head a little carelessly.

Bai Qitian couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw her soulless: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Awakened by his voice from the picture just now, she took a deep breath gently, there was always a smell of residual blood, her stomach was a little uncomfortable, and she resisted her disgust.

"Not used to killing?" Bai Linglong glanced at Gentleness, "You can't even bear this, you better go back and be a mortal." ”

"Senior Sister Bai, what do you mean by this?" Gentle hated the way she spoke, not lukewarm, but always with an innate momentum of a high-ranking person, she maintained a kind smile, and her sarcasm was not at all a thing.

Bai Linglong retracted her gaze, as if she didn't want to talk to her, this kind of contempt made Wen Rou extremely uncomfortable, Bai Qitian just wanted to say a few words of comfort, but Wen Rou also threw up his sleeves and strode away.

The third round of the afternoon began, and the feeling of Gentleness and ease of victory was more uncomfortable than the devastation of other people who died directly on the stage.

In the fourth round, Gentle faced a person who killed without blinking, her eyes revealed a heavy disgust, the elder gave an order, she launched an attack mercilessly, and the cold frost sword was in her hand, and a terrifying chill swept away.

How could the strength of the Cold Frost Sword be comparable to the long swords in the hands of these inner disciples? Gently injected the true qi into the cold frost sword, concentrated the true qi on the tip of the sword, and struck out loudly.

"Humph!" Yan Ling's eyes were tyrannical and cruel, the long sword in his hand was blocked, his gentle eyes narrowed, and he increased the instillation of his true qi, only to hear the crisp and shattering sound, Yan Ling's long sword in his hand was directly broken, and he quickly dodged, like a venomous python, staring at gentleness, always ready to open his fangs to attack the prey, and give a gentle and fatal blow.

The haze in her eyes lingered, and her cold frost sword suddenly struck, and with a shake of the robe of the inner disciple on his body as a canvas, using the sword as a pen, she engraved the bright red word "poison" on her chest in a single breath.

"You! Darn! Yan Ling's face turned red with anger, his hands clenched, and he smashed into fists, and he was about to smash on his gentle face, but he saw a depression appear on his fist. It felt bad to be smashed, and Yan Ling immediately realized that he had been fooled.

"Poof—"

A stream of blood spurted out from the wound of the severed limb, Yan Ling screamed miserably, gently shook the blood stains on the cold frost sword, looked at Yan Ling's hideous face, his eyes almost fell out, and the pungent smell of blood poured into his nose.

There was a churn in her stomach, but she kept a calm state of mind, and stepped forward to look at him, her voice was cold and loud, urging her own true qi to make her voice louder: "If you can let go of your fellow brothers, I will also knock you out of the ring, but you cut off their limbs and cut off their heads, then I will send you to the western sky!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Ling's head and body were separated, and blood flowed all over the ground, shocking red.

Her words were deliberately said to those who killed her fellow disciples, the blood dripping from the frost sword in her hand, and the red splashed on her white clothes was like a blooming red plum.

"She killed someone......" Elder Lin looked over and saw the gentleness standing in the ring next door, and found that there was a look called struggle in her eyes, her eyes were red, as if this was not what she wanted, and couldn't help but sigh, "This gentle child, I'm afraid it's the first time I've been stained with blood." ”

Coming down from the ring, he gently clutched the two bamboo sticks, his face a little pale.

"Cold smoke!" Le'er's voice sounded, and a fiery red figure appeared in her sight.

Her voice was not as strong as in the middle of the moment, and Le'er rushed over and hugged her into her arms, and before she could say a word of congratulations on her winning streak, she felt her buried in her chest trembling slightly.

"Le'er, I killed someone." Her voice trembled a little, Le'er was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the corpse of the head split, and instantly felt a little uncomfortable, and the person in her arms trembled sadly when she killed someone.

Le'er was already accustomed to it, but because of her gentle kindness, she felt a little disgusted with these killings for a while, but she had to comfort Gentle, and made up a reason: "Leng Yan, you killed well, this world itself is the law of the jungle, not to mention that he killed so many disciples first, you are just avenging them, this guy deserves to die, and there is a good saying 'Sometimes death is a kind of liberation from spiritual shackles', understand?" Even if you don't kill him today, when he is alive in the world, you will feel guilty for killing people today, and remember it for the rest of your life. ”

"You're doing this to free him, understand?" Le'er has a sharp mouthful of teeth, and the lotus flower in one hand will be gentle and confused, as if a big spoonful of ecstasy soup has been poured into it.

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, forget it~" Le'er sighed, peeking at the gentle expression, the latter was really anxious.

"I don't." Gentleness finally turned gloom into warmth, like the soft moonlight sprinkled on the world, and the clear water of the clear pool reflected the bright moon, "Le'er, why did you come here?" Don't you want to come? ”

"How can I ...... I've been here a long time ago, just went to find that dead rascal! By the way, cold smoke, the fourth round is over, do you know how many people are left now? Le'er pursed her lips, her eyes were a little more compassionate, "At the end of the fourth round, there were originally more than thirty people, but now there are only thirty people left!" ”

"What's going on?" Gentleness looked at her unexpectedly, a little strange.

Le'er shook her head: "Every year, there will be such a situation, both sides of the battle will die together or be seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle, the number of people will be greatly reduced, I am afraid that after the fifth round is over tomorrow, it will enter the final finals." ”

"It's so competitive." Gently muttered.

Le'er sighed: "Yes, is it easy to stand out from the disciples in the foundation building period?" How many people die in this ring every year, ending this short life. ”

Sentimentality seems to be a woman's nature, gentle and a little sad, and she shook her head helplessly: "I feel tired, go back and rest." ”

Today was the first time she had killed someone, and even though her stomach was tumbling and raining, the pungent fishy smell had not dissipated.

She fled a little and left the square.

Stepping into Danfeng, Gentleness couldn't bear it anymore, squatted aside and vomited, startling the disciples who were in charge of the medicine garden on Danfeng hurriedly went to find Mu Yangzi.

Mu Yangzi, who came in a hurry, saw that Wen Rou vomited and turned pale, retching, covering his nose with a veil, and his face was flushed, he was very distressed, and he was even more angry that those damn old men insisted on doing some kind of "life and death", which caused a lot of lives in the Moon Star Sect every year. That's it, I'm afraid it's bigger this time.

", godfather......" gently took Mu Yangzi's handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and his face was extremely ugly.

Mu Yangzi comforted repeatedly: "It's okay." ”

Gently pursed her lips, and after a long time of recovering from the feeling of nausea, Mu Yangzi felt more and more moved by her worry and care: "Godfather, I'm fine, I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

"Silly Nizi, what is this called?" Mu Yangzi hugged her and touched her head, "You are the daughter of your godfather, and you are also the only daughter of your godfather, your godfather has never married a wife in his life and has no heirs, but you are now the baby daughter of your godfather, who do you hurt if your godfather doesn't care?" Even if Dan is abolished for you, what about it? ”

Hearing this, Wen Rou almost lost her mind, she didn't know that this famous Dan idiot was fanatical about alchemy, "Even if you abolish Dan, what if you abolish it?" These just eleven words make the gentle heart full of warm sweetness.

"Godfather, don't worry, the cold smoke will definitely take down the first foundation and block the mouths of the elders." She clenched her little fists and said seriously, looking a little playful.

"Haha~ Okay! is worthy of being the godfather's daughter, okay, take this bottle of elixir, take care of your internal breath, and start the real battle tomorrow. Mu Yoko stuffed a bottle of elixir into her hand and personally sent her back to the room.

Sitting gently on the bed and began to regulate her internal breathing, Mu Yangzi quietly retreated outside the door and closed the door for her.

At the moment when the door closed, there was one more person in the gentle room.

"Brother Heartless!" She felt someone, immediately opened her eyes, and when she saw someone coming, she immediately smiled.

Leng Wuxin looked at her, her white clothes were dotted with red blood flowers, which was particularly bewitching.

"Gentle, do you know what you promised me?" Leng Wuxin slowly spoke, "You promised me to kill whoever I should kill, how do you think you performed today?" ”

The joy in Gentle's eyes instantly turned into guilt, lowered his head, and walked in front of him: "It's not good." ”

When she was shimping, Leng Wuxin's eyes were extremely cold, and she snorted lightly, almost making Gentle abandon her weapon and surrender, and her legs were about to kneel down as soon as she was weak.

Well, maybe many times she is simply dependent, reverent and longing for Leng Wuxin, and there is a kind of deterrent power that comes from her elders.