(2nd Update)

"Yang Ming, I'll wait for you after you finish the game."

Hu Liena's words, Yang Ming always felt a little wrong when he listened to it.

Old sister, you shouldn't be hungry for my body, right?

Yang Ming glanced at Hu Liena strangely, and at this glance, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Don't get me wrong, Yang Ming is not because Hu Liena is dressed enchanting today, but because of her temperament today!

Compared with when she first came here, Hu Liena's expression was more intensely cold, and even her body released a thick layer of bloody aura.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel.

This kind of negative evaluation should not have fallen on a girl who was at the age of innocence and romance, but at this moment, it was truly presented in front of Yang Ming's eyes.

Yang Ming could see the pain in the depths of Hu Liena's eyes, which was the pain of supporting her tired body and avoiding falling into the devil's path.

As mentioned earlier, in the killing capital, every time a person is killed, a bloody breath that is difficult to see with the naked eye will be emitted from the other party's body, pouring into the body of the killer, which will not have any effect at first, but under the erosion over the years, it will turn a harmless honest person into a terrifying murderer!

Although Hu Liena does not have Yang Ming's strange means, it is not easy to persist until now just by virtue of her strong perseverance and perseverance that is invincible.

It's a pity that when Hu Liena decided to follow Yang Ming's example and participate in the Hell Killing Fields once a day, she had no turning back, and in more than two months, Hu Liena couldn't suppress the riot in her body with the bloody aura accumulated by killing thousands of people.

Once Hu Liena loses control in her body, I am afraid that she will be reduced to the same as everyone else, becoming a murderer who is enslaved by killing.

"Yang Ming, please."

Hu Liena looked at Yang Ming sincerely.

As a woman, Hu Liena is proud and has never begged anyone, let alone a man.

But now, she asked Yang Ming for help!

It is conceivable that Hu Liena has reached a precarious point.

Eyes are the windows of the human soul, Yang Ming understood her meaning from Hu Liena's eyes, and stretched out his right hand in a ghostly manner, and in Hu Liena's delicate and shy gaze, his gentle palm fell on the gorgeous hair.

Women in the Killing Capital rarely put their energy into dressing up, as most people are struggling to survive.

However, it is obvious that Hu Liena is not an ordinary person, she has been carefully dressed up today, and the fragrance of shampoo remains on her hair, Yang Ming took it back after rubbing it slightly, and her hands were fragrant.

"Wait for me."

Leaving this sentence lightly, Yang Ming and Hu Liena passed by and calmly walked into the hell killing field.

Hu Liena turned her back to Yang Ming, she didn't know why, she felt as sweet as eating dates, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned inadvertently, not knowing how many bystanders she envied.

Yang Ming entered the open space of the Hell Killing Field, and no candidate had yet entered.

After all, Yang Ming has now won more than 60 games in a row, and most of the opponents who can match him are at this level, and the number has decreased sharply, so it is not easy to match opponents.

Yang Ming was not surprised at all, standing in the center of the field, holding the scabbard of the mysterious sword in his arms, his eyes closed.

The breeze is blowing, and the corners of the clothes are rustling.

Just standing there, he is like a needle that fixes the sea, and like a sun with thousands of rays, making it difficult to ignore his existence.

Many of the audience who were seated stared at Yang Ming cautiously and vigilantly, and the fear in their hearts rose to the extreme.

Yang Ming has been in the Killing Capital for more than two months, and he has won more than sixty consecutive Hell Killing Fields, allowing him to earn a nickname here: God of War.

The god of war means invincible!

At first, many people disdained the nickname Yang Ming and even wanted to step on his corpse to make a name for themselves.

But those people have long since become the souls of Yang Ming's sword, and now the grass on the grave is five zhang high.

In the field, nine murderers came in one after another.

The strength of these nine murderers is not strong, after all, there are very few opponents who can match the number of games with Yang Ming, and the Hell Killing Field official can only use these people to make up the number.

The nine people, although they had fierce expressions on their faces, could be seen from their trembling legs, and they knew that they were all just fierce and inward-looking.

Yang Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of essence passed through his eyes.

After glancing at the circle of enemies, and having a rough idea of the strength of the nine people present, Yang Ming's figure did not move, holding the scabbard in his arms, and said lightly:

"I'm in a hurry, let's go together."

The system is not willing to be lonely, jumping out to show its presence.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of the ultimate class, getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to activate the lottery wheel?"

"No."

Before the words fell, the nine people took the lead and immediately launched an attack on Yang Ming.

Acupuncture, poison, axe blade, knife cut, fire ......

All kinds of means came to him, but they failed to make Yang Ming pick his eyelids.

"HRE Celestial Sign!"

Repulsion, repulsion again!

The repulsive force with almost no dead ends enveloped the nine people, directly pushing them out horizontally.

"Ahh

The screams came to an abrupt end.

Nine fell to the ground, in different postures, but the unifying thing was that they were all dead.

Yang Ming didn't even look at them, he slightly mentioned the mysterious sword, and after absorbing the killing aura rising from their corpses into the sword body, he took a step forward and walked out of the hell killing field without looking back.

On the stage, there was no audience cheering for this, only the sound of gasping and a pair of frightened and vigilant eyes.

Walking out of the door, Yang Ming's eyes naturally fell on Hu Liena, and he saw that he was fine just now, but now he was half-squatting on the ground, holding his shoulders with his hands, and his body trembled slightly.

Approaching the front, Yang Ming frowned.

"Giggle...... Cold...... It's so cold......"

Hu Liena's teeth chattered up and down, and her pretty face turned pale.

Hu Liena couldn't suppress the bloody breath in her body, and now she began to disrupt her physiology, causing her body temperature to drop sharply.

This situation, in the original book, seems to have never been seen?

Yang Ming secretly suspected that it was his own appearance that led to the butterfly effect, and the killing capital underwent changes that he didn't know?

With all kinds of speculations, Yang Ming took out a thick coat from the Youhai Na ring and draped it on Hu Liena's body, while a princess picked her up and took her to the hotel room where she lived.

"Giggle...... Hu Liena's teeth chattered, and said, "Yang Ming, is there any way you can help me?" ”

"Yes."

Before a smile could appear on Hu Liena's face, she heard Yang Ming continue:

"But you have to take off your clothes first."

Hu Liena: "??? ”

What kind of treatment is this?

(￣.￣)

Don't think crooked, it's just a normal course of treatment, really, don't lie to you!

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