A black humanoid looked at the throne in front of him, and the "people" behind him were all dead.

And now there is one last "man" on the throne, which is the most difficult and his goal.

The king will see the king at last!

The figure stood up slowly, and it was as full as ink as it was, except that his blackness was shallower than his, but this shallowness was weaker in the king's world, or rather weak.

The shadow on the throne opened its scarlet eyes, and he negotiated with the dark shadow that had already walked in front of him.

He picked up the black sword, a sword without a sharp point, or more like a sword for students to practice swords to avoid being bruised.

But how is it possible that someone wants to fight with this sword now? How do you cut someone without a sharp incision?

But the other shadow did not move, and the two shadows bowed to each other, which was the etiquette of the king to see the king, and the shadow of the dream whispered clenched the black hammer in his hand and looked at the other king in front of him.

With an unprecedented solemnity, this was the second time he had fought with the king, and it seemed that there had been another time before, but he didn't remember it very clearly.

The same was true of the king in front of him, who clung to the weapon in his hand.

……

My name is Qin Ling, and this name belongs to my master, but he died, so I will be Qin Ling from now on.

I killed the previous king, and then I became the king here.

All eyes are on you, and a hundred ghosts are together.

No one cares who I was before, I'm a king!

Today...... Two scratches appeared on my lifeline, and then there appeared Wang, and after never appeared.

Fight...... Here it comes!

……

My name is Dream Light, but my master is not dead, he will die sooner or later.

After he died, I called Dream Whisper.

I came to this world, a world with only one king, and I looked around with some strangeness.

They are so weak, as a king, that I disdain to fight them.

I'm a king, so I'm going to kill another king today.

He called in his army, and he should have known that it was useless, after all, it was a king-to-king battle.

Is it a sign of momentum that suppresses me? But it didn't matter, I went to his main hall and looked at him sitting on the throne.

He is also the old king, and we are prepared for king-to-king war, as well as etiquette.

Then the battle is about to begin, but there is one more thing, if there is a "back", you will not be able to fight until the "after" comes.

……

Wait......

Wait......

Hou still hasn't arrived, Meng Qingling and Qin Ling can feel it, and there is still some distance from here.

Qin Ling went to the wine storage room to take a can of wine, and looking at the packaging, it should be a very expensive wine.

But after tearing open the package, Meng Qingling smelled the smell of Moutai, and the thick fragrance emanated from the bottle.

"Have a drink?" Qin Ling opened his mouth, this bottle of wine was scraped from the corpse of the traverser.

There may not be a second bottle in the entire moss street, and Meng Qingling is not squeamish, nodding.

Between kings and kings, poisoning is a method that only humans can do, or rather, only those who are under the light can do it.

Qin Ling took out a wine glass, filled a glass to Meng Qingling with some caution, and finally filled a glass for himself carefully.

This is the wine he has kept for a long time, and he usually smells the slightest aroma of wine coming out of the mouth of the wine bottle along the bottle.

But I don't want to drink it anyway, and it's usually inferior wine made from those black leaves.

But as soon as I smell this wine, I feel that those inferior wines have become uninterested.

And now that he finally opened the bottle of wine, the air was filled with the smell of wine, and he took two deep sips with some satisfaction.

Meng Qingling didn't care where this bottle of Moutai came from, he was curious why Qin Ling was willing to share this bottle of wine with him.

You must know that Moutai is worth thousands of gold on the earth, not to mention this resource-poor world.

Seeing Meng Qingling's puzzled expression, Qin Ling took a small sip of wine before saying, "This may be my last time, or it may be your last time." I don't worry about this bottle of wine, I'm afraid that after losing this battle, I won't be able to drink it anymore.

So let's drink it first and then fight, I'm not afraid of your jokes.

The same was true of the previous king, and when I came, the same king also invited me to drink a bottle of wine, but it was not as good as this.

I know it by smelling the aroma. ”

Meng nodded lightly and took a sip of wine as well.

The strong smell of wine and sorghum burst from his mouth, and he rarely drank alcohol, but it did not prevent him from drinking.

With the resources of this world, this kind of sake cannot be made at all.

This is a 53-degree bottle of Moutai, and with the resources and technology of this world, the wine made is 30 degrees, thank God.

I had already observed when Dream Light Spirit came, the resources of this world are really too poor, and it is impossible to form multiple kings at all!

The king enjoys the highest life in this world, but only a medium life on earth.

Meng Qingling continued to take a sip of wine, and Qin Ling saw that Meng Qingling drank so quickly, and suddenly showed a distressed look.

"Wine should be tasted slowly." Qin Ling said to Meng lightly in distress.

"I only took two sips." Meng Qingling defended that when he was on Earth, he drank it all in one sip, but if he did it now, Qin Ling might flip the table.

And regardless of whether the "after" came, he fought with him.

So Meng Qingling just took two sips, but Qin Ling obviously had some dissatisfaction, which was the lack of resources.

"Drink it slowly, there's only one bottle of this baby." Qin Ling looked at Meng Qingling and took another sip, and suddenly felt even more distressed. "You have to slowly understand the value of the wine, holding the glass, looking at the color, shaking the glass, smelling, and mouthing.

These steps are indispensable, this is the respect of good wine in my world, this bottle of wine is a treasure!" Qin Ling said distressedly, and took a sip of wine at the same time.

He saw that Meng Qingling's glass of wine was almost finished, and filled Meng Qingling with another glass.

He felt a little dizzy after a drink, which was a sign of drunkenness, but he didn't get the alcohol out of his body.

He continued to sip the wine in his glass, while constantly dissuading Dream from drinking slowly.

Meng Qingling was also a little drunk at the moment, he rarely drank this kind of high-purity wine, but he couldn't stop Qin Ling's warm invitation.

Although he himself also wants to drink a little.

……

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?" A girl holding her shadow begins to complain, she believes...... As long as the pot is thrown fast enough, the pot can't catch up with her.

"It's coming, it's coming." Her shadow continued to run, they had only just left the border, and the place was really heavily guarded.

But everything is a dream whisper and a matchmaker's pot.

"How much longer?" Not long after, the girl began to ask again.

"It's coming, it's coming." Her shadow continued to run, and she was more anxious than the girl, after all, the two kings could fight at any time.

"How much longer?" The girl continued.

"I'm talking about it, don't you understand? Ask what to ask, and it will naturally tell you when it arrives. The shadow was a little angry, and he had already asked this question two or three times in just a few minutes.

The girl pursed her mouth at the moment, obviously unconvinced.

"It's not that you're too slow." The girl muttered.

The shadow heard the girl's words but did not defend herself, but hastened towards the king's place.