(2nd Update)

The purple moon hung high, bringing a dreamlike purple glow to the killing city below.

It's obviously deep underground, but the air doesn't seem cloudy at all, but has a hint of dampness.

After entering the Killing Capital, Yang Ming unexpectedly found that it was very deserted, not only that there were far fewer pedestrians on the streets than in other cities, but also a kind of desertion that went deep into the bone marrow, as if there were countless souls hovering above your head.

However, it does add a bit of character to the city.

In addition, the city has all the buildings that all cities on the mainland should have, private houses, inns, hotels, hook fences, life and entertainment facilities, except that the light is darker than the ground, here is no different from ordinary cities.

Treading on the granite-paved road, Yang Ming followed the docent all the way and looked around curiously, nodding his head to the docent's explanation from time to time.

However, Yang Ming's fresh face, especially his excessively young face, has also attracted the attention of many people, of course, so far, it is just attention.

After all, the person who can enter the killing capital, no matter what he is doing outside, can live until now, at least there are no fools, smart people know how to plan and then act, even some more rash and reckless people, they also know to observe for a while to see if Yang Ming's kid is a fat sheep, and then decide whether to make a move.

You must know that the killing capital is not comparable to the ground, once you fail to shoot here, you will die at the worst, and if you are injured, you will not be treated by a medical soul master, and you will even become a sweet and sweet in the eyes of others because of your injury.

Therefore, if there is no interest, the people here will not take it lightly.

"Is there anything else you don't understand?"

The narrator paused, faced Yang Ming with a face wearing a black veil, and said coquettishly:

"In twelve hours, I will answer all your questions, and in twelve hours, this will be where you live, and you will officially become a member of the Killing Capital."

Yang Ming seemed to have expected her to say this, and his fingertips swiped lightly across the Youhai Na Ring, and an item appeared in his hand.

It's an antique soul guide, but it's carved with strange patterns.

It's also amazing, when Yang Ming first met Ning Rongrong, it was because of the dispute over this antique, but it was later bought by Ning Rongrong, and later after following Yang Ming, he gave this antique to Yang Ming.

When he saw the pattern on the antique, the commentator didn't say a word, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly under the black gauze, and his beautiful eyes looked at Yang Ming strangely, and said:

"How do you have this?"

Really!

She knows where it came from!

"You don't have to ask me how this thing came about, you just have to tell me, what does the pattern on it mean?" Yang Ming said.

Yang Mingke is a person who holds grudges, and back then, the mysterious organization of this pattern sent two people to kill him, which made him suffer a lot.

The narrator shook his head and said:

"I advise you that you still don't know."

Interesting!

Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and he could see that the narrator knew some inside stories, but he didn't dare to say some things.

Of course, Yang Ming could also use illusion to control the narrator and force her to tell the inside story, but Yang Ming didn't do it.

With Yang Ming's current strength, he is confident that he can solve most difficulties, since he has come, solving the mystery of his life experience is just a casual task, it is better to keep this project first, and then reveal it at the end, just like when eating, save the best food to the end, the taste is the most beautiful.

The narrator had seen all kinds of people, and seeing Yang Ming's eyes flickering, he seemed to know what he was thinking, so he quickly explained:

"Young man, I advise you not to mess around here, if you have any ideas."

"Although after entering the killing capital, capable people can do whatever they want without any restraint, but if they offend people who should not be offended, they will be punished by the law enforcement team."

The commentator was afraid that Yang Ming would come to the killing capital for the first time and didn't understand the horror of the law enforcement team, so he continued:

"Don't underestimate the people of the law enforcement team, the great King of Killing controls everything here, the real powerhouses in the law enforcement team are all composed of Soul Douluo who has been given the ability to use soul skills by the King of Killing, and the captain is a Title Douluo, there was once someone who believed that he was strong and slandered the King of Killing in public, that person's strength was as high as level eighty-nine Soul Douluo, but because of the soul skill sealed, he was easily killed by the captain of the law enforcement team in one move, you can imagine how powerful they are!"

Yang Ming's mind was full of thoughts.

Listening to what she meant, could it be that the mysterious organization represented behind the strange pattern was still a powerful force in the Killing Capital?

But in the Killing Capital, what other force can compare to the King of Killing?

It's kind of interesting!

Seeing that Yang Ming was silent, the commentator thought that Yang Ming was frightened by what she said, and immediately comforted:

"You don't have to worry too much, as long as you don't mess with people you shouldn't provoke, the people of the law enforcement team won't care about you, even if you kill someone on the street or something, they won't care about you."

"Of course, if you are afraid and want to quit the Killing City, it is too late to regret it now, because there is only one way to leave the Killing Capital, that is, to obtain the championship of the Hell Killing Field, and after you have the qualifications to challenge the Hell Road, you can only leave the Killing City, and anyone who is so strong will be given the title of Killing God, the Killing Capital has been built for thousands of years, and there have been a total of eight killing gods before and after."

Speaking of this, the narrator sighed softly with a hint of yearning for the outside world in his eyes, and said:

"It's a pity, in the past hundred years, there has never been a ninth killing god in the Killing Capital, and I don't know when this powerhouse will be born?"

Yang Ming raised his hand and stopped the narrator, who was a little talkative, from continuing.

At the same time, Yang Ming took out a bottle of Bloody Mary extorted from Scott's hand from the Youhai Na ring, and said:

"Beautiful young lady, it's not too early, you can help me find a place to stay first."

"You're going to give it to me?"

The commentator's beautiful eyes lit up, and then he glanced at Yang Ming charmingly, and said:

"Do you know that in our killing capital, Bloody Mary is equivalent to the golden soul coins outside you, usually we use the skulls of our own hands to kill the opponent as currency, which is equivalent to the silver soul coins and copper soul coins you usually use, your bottle of Bloody Mary is enough to stay in a better hotel for more than half a month."

Speaking of this, the narrator licked his lips, seemed to realize something, and said charmingly:

"Little handsome guy, do you want your sister to stay with you for one night?"

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