He's dead!

He's dead!

Lai Gouzi was killed!

After the short battle, the entire slave house canteen was dead silent, and almost everyone present was like a ghost, looking at Zhuang Bi, who was only in the middle of the martial slave realm, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Lai Gouzi, whose real name is Yan Cong, is Yang Zixiong's dogleg, but Yang Zixiong is the little overlord of the slave courtyard, and the reason why he is called the little overlord is also because of his brother Yang Zihao.

And Yang Zixiong relies on his brother Yang Zihao, and it can be said that he does all kinds of evil in the slave courtyard, but even so, the deacons and supervisors of the slave courtyard turn a blind eye.

Of course, Lai Gouzi is also unscrupulous.

But now, Yan Cong is dead, and this is obviously not a trivial matter.

Although the competition between the disciples of the slave court was fierce, it can be said that in order to improve their cultivation and enter the mansion of a powerful nobleman, it can be said that they fought their lives, in order to be able to get ahead, if possible, there is still a faint hope of being pardoned as a slave.

If other disciples are killed in the slave courtyard, this actually has no effect at all in the slave courtyard, because the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, and the weak can be said to be innocent in their concepts.

And in Zhuang Bi's words, it is a waste of air to live and a waste of land to die.

However, it was none other than Yan Cong who was killed by Zhuang Bi.

And Zhuang Bi also felt the strange eyes from the surroundings, but for him, this Lai Dog will be killed if he kills it, because he swore that if someone dares to bully a stupid girl, then even if he Zhuang Bi chases him to the ends of the earth, he will chop the other party.

And Lai Gouzi is strictly obedient, obviously the soul of Zhuang Bi's first subordinate.

"Ding! Kill the early stage of the martial arts realm, Yan Cong!"

"Ding! Gain 100 pretending points!"

"Ding! Obtain the yellow-level mid-grade exercises, tiger roar!"

"Ding! Get a yellow-level mid-grade martial art, Tiger Roaring Palm!"

"Ding! Warm reminder! Exercises and martial arts can be exchanged for pretending to be forced value, and you can get different pretending values according to the grade!"

Oh?

Zhuang Bi was slightly surprised, and this operation, but then he smiled in public, revealing a look of excitement.

And the people around saw each other's expressions, and couldn't help but take a few steps back for a while,, this is clearly a devil, and he can still laugh when he kills someone? Besides, this is not someone else, but Yang Zixiong's follower, isn't this kid afraid of retaliation?

Seeing the reward of the system, Zhuang Bi smiled in his heart, it seems that Lao Tzu really guessed well, and there is really a reward for killing.

However, he also knew that this dead dog was killed by himself, and the other five were obviously still angry, but he didn't bother to mend the knife, after all, there was nothing more than what Lai Gouzi burst out of the early stage of the martial arts realm, not to mention those little minions?

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the eyes around him and swaggered away.

And the crowd that surrounded the scene saw that the other party was leaving, and they unconsciously gave way to a road that was five meters wide, obviously the battle just now made them feel uneasy.

Little dilapidated house.

This is where the disciples of the Wunu Realm live, according to the regulations of the Nu Yuan, the residence of the disciples of each realm will be different, if they have cultivated to the Martial Disciple Realm, they can live in a wooden house, and in the Samurai Realm, they can live in a stone house, and there is also a separate diet.

Obviously, there is a clear distinction between dignity and inferiority.

In the Heavenly Hell Continent, the warriors are divided into twelve realms, which are martial slaves, martial disciples, warriors, martial artists, great martial artists, martial spirits, martial kings, martial artists, martial emperors, martial honors, martial saints, and martial gods.

Each realm is divided into the early, middle, and late stages.

It can be said that strength represents everything, but then again, identity also represents everything, and it remains the same until death.

Even if he was pardoned for his lowly status, in the eyes of others, he was still a lowly body, and he had lowly blood flowing in his bones.

After returning to the small dilapidated house, I saw that Wang Fatzi and Xuan Ling were there, Zhuang Bi smiled and said, "Fatty, silly girl, I'm back." ”

"Brother Zhuang!"

Seeing Zhuang Bi's figure, Lin Xuanling suddenly showed joy, and immediately ran over and began to touch Zhuang Bi's body.

And Zhuang Bi is obviously a little uncomfortable, after all, he has not been touched so unscrupulously by a girl, and Lin Xuanling has grown up as a girl, and has a bit of a woman's taste, which makes Zhuang Bi a little uncomfortable, and even a little bit like that.

"Hahaha, my fat man knows that Zhuang Bi is fine. Wang Fatzi laughed loudly.

And Zhuang Bi also nodded, looked at Xuan Ling speechlessly, and said with a wry smile: "Silly girl, your brother Zhuang and I don't lack any body parts, okay, if you touch it like this again, if I can't help it, I'm going to eat you." ”

When Lin Xuanling saw Zhuang Bi say this, she was a little stunned at first, but when she heard Wang Fatzi's bad laughter, her cheeks immediately blushed, and she obviously heard Zhuang Bi's voice, and said coquettishly: "Brother Zhuang, you ...... Xuan Ling ignores you. ”

Zhuang Bi touched his nose and hurriedly coaxed, which made Lin Xuanling not angry.

"Zhuang Bi, what's wrong with the dog?" asked the fat man.

The corners of Zhuang Bi's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "It is estimated that this will have already been reported in the Hades Palace." ”

Hades?

Wang Fatzi was stunned, who is the palace of the king of Hades?

Although he didn't know why, seeing that Zhuang Bi was not injured, it was obvious that the other party did not do anything to him, so he said with a smile: "This kid didn't do anything to you, it seems that he is also afraid." ”

He saw the power of the punch that Zhuang Bi had burst out before, and he was extremely shocked that Zhuang Bi was able to exert such a strong spiritual power, because his strength was the same as Zhuang Bi's, and he was a cultivator in the middle of the Wunu Realm.

Ask yourself, he will never be able to do the power of the other party's punch.

Zhuang Bi shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and wrote lightly: "That kid has become a dead dog." ”

Dead dogs?

When Wang Fatzi heard this, he nodded instinctively, but he was immediately shocked, and said in shock: "Did you kill him?"

Zhuang Bi nodded, his eyes became cold, and said: "Is it not possible to keep him?" I swore that if anyone does not open his eyes and provoke the people around me, then he will only have a dead end. ”

After hearing this, Lin Xuanling, who was on the side of "Brother Zhuang......", was very warm in her heart, but at the same time, she was a little worried.

And when Wang Fatzi saw Zhuang Bi with such a look, he seemed absolutely strange in his heart.

Although Zhuang Bi was very concerned about the people around him before, he would never be so ruthless, but now, Zhuang Bi standing in front of him was obviously like a cold killing god.

Thinking of this, Wang Fatzi, who was a brother, couldn't help but worry: "Zhuang Bi, if you change to someone else, you will die if you die, the slave courtyard is a hell, but this Lai Gouzi is Yang Zixiong's person, and Yang Zixiong has the cultivation of the late stage of the martial arts realm, and it depends on the master to beat the dog, Lai Gouzi was killed, according to his character, he will definitely not give up." ”

"Oh, you mean he's going to take revenge on me?" Zhuang Bi raised his eyebrows and smiled dumbly.

"He definitely would. Wang Fatzi said seriously.

Seeing the fat man's serious look, Zhuang Bi didn't care at all, but sneered and said, "If he dares to come, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat him out of the." ”