The snow-white fur hall looks mysterious and luxurious under the cold fluorescence, but the subtle fluctuations under the fur make this elegant and clean temperament appear treacherous. The wolf girl fell to her knees on one knee, her once commanding head bowed, and something faintly shiny fell into the snow-white fur.

'Mother, please make the decision for me...... , green eyebrows...... He...... Again...... wolf girl sobbed lowly, and her body trembled slightly at the thought of something terrible.

The Scorpion reclined in a chair with a slender finger erected and the other hand resting behind his head. On top of the white fingers, a dark red scorpion climbed to the very tip, revealing a tail claw as red as blood.

'Hehehe...... Isn't this kind of thing very fast? Green eyebrows are blessed to be able to take a fancy to you. The scorpion smiled softly and said softly.

'No, Green Eyebrows...... He's crazy...... 'The wolf girl looked up, and a pleading and painful expression appeared on a tear-stained face, no longer like a wild wolf, but like a dog being bullied. Xu was afraid that the ghostly scorpion would not believe it, so the wolf girl secretly gritted her teeth and tore open her clothes violently, exposing her toned and fair-skinned upper body in front of the ghostly scorpion.

As if she had been violently beaten, the wolf girl's young and toned body was covered with bruises, especially the girl's most sensitive chest and abdomen, the cyan, purple and pale yellow bruises were densely covered, and the originally tall and beautiful peaks were full of cruel and vicious flowers, and the originally delicate buds on the right were bloodshot, as if they had been bitten by something, and they trembled in pain. The bruises spread down the lower abdomen, and it was clear that the wolf girl was not all she had shown.

He's not a man, he's a brute...... He didn't take me seriously at all!' The wolf girl couldn't help but cry, even if she was a fierce wolf, she was still a woman in the first place. This kind of injury can only be borne by the wolf girl, she is a physical cultivator, the exercises are biased towards beasts, and the physical strength is comparable to that of a brute wolf. If you put it on any woman, you may become a pile of rotten flesh instead of bruises.

"Isn't it bad yet?" it hurts a little, and with your physique, it will be fine in a few days, and as for crying and crying like this, you can enjoy it, and if you can't enjoy it, you should be bitten by a dog...... 'The Scorpion's eyes swept away from the wolf girl's body, and he turned to concentrate on teasing the scorpion on his fingers.

'Mother......' The wolf girl looked at the Scorpion in disbelief, and couldn't imagine that the Scorpion, who had been treating him like a sister, would say such a thing. After being humiliated for the first time, the wolf girl cried to the scorpion, and the scorpion was comforted and helpless, and Wen Sheng explained that she had to rely on green eyebrows to help her...... This made the wolf girl feel a kind of comfort in her heart, and it was good to sacrifice herself to help her mother.

It turns out that it has always been a lie?

'Okay, you go ahead and go to Green Brow, what does he ask for...... I've raised you for seven years, and it's time to play a role! Don't cry, do you want to serve the Ice Demon?or I'll give you to Lihu?' The gentle smile of the Phantom Scorpion disappeared and said coldly. A scorpion-like tattoo loomed on the face, and at this moment the snow-white fur rolled like a wave, and the originally quiet and noble scorpion lady turned into a dark and vicious demon woman, and the little scorpion in the hand of the phantom scorpion turned around, and the tail claw was facing the wolf girl, ready to pounce.

The wolf girl suddenly collapsed on the ground, something in her heart shattered, and after a while, a wry smile and a little coldness came to her eyes. The wolf girl sat up respectfully, bowed her head, and said, 'Slave and maid obey!'

What is even more ridiculous is that I actually believe in this illusory warmth. Everything is fake, all family and friendship are fake, only if your minions are sharp enough and your mind is poisonous enough can you wantonly play with this dirty world, instead of being played with like human animals!

'Someday...... wolf girl silently swore a vicious oath in her heart and retreated out of the snow-white hall. Darkness engulfed her in infinity.

The ghostly scorpion's eyes looked through the boundless darkness at the starry lights in the distance below, and sneered secretly: "Have you already won two rankings......?" That's the end of it! I can't do anything about the rules outside the Tiger List, and no one can say anything when I get to the Tiger List! Eighty-six? The people above can't do anything, so they have to use the old knife! It's a pity that this card has been hidden for so long, and it was originally prepared for the tombstone......

With a thought, a scorpion slowly crawled out of the shadows on the mountainside of the distant Stygian Tiger, and fell straight into the hands of a middle-aged man with a rickety body, a sallow face, and dim eyes, and then stabbed the tail claw into it without hesitation.

The middle-aged man raised his arm and looked at the scorpion quietly, and despite the severe pain, the calloused hand did not waver.

In his hand, he only held a tattered and old scimitar.

"Plant the flag, black tiger!" the middle-aged man said softly, and then with a flash of the knife in his hand, the scorpion's body split in half and fell silently into the wine bowl on the table. When the people around looked again, they saw the middle-aged man picking up the bowl of turbid wine soaked in two halves of scorpions on the table and drinking it all in one gulp.

'Ahem...... 'Ahem' The sturdy man sitting at the head of the seat coughed lightly twice, breaking the somewhat quiet atmosphere. It's a rough and somewhat dilapidated house, and it's also the lair of the 84th 'Iron Dog' on the Tiger List. A total of eight people in the room were drinking, and the middle-aged man suddenly took out a knife, and the whole room was at a loss.

"Old knife, what do you mean?" a big man sitting beside the iron dog slammed his palm on the table, the dishes shook, and the decadent middle-aged man glared angrily.

The old knife didn't speak, his eyes stared blankly at the empty wine bowl, as if he was stupid.

The big man stood up angrily, but was pulled down by a hand to sit in his position, and the iron dog held down the big man and said with a sneer: "It's all your own brothers, don't hurt the harmony, sixth, you go and plant the flag!"

'Boss, you...... Why do you listen to this old thing? He has been here with our iron dog for all these years, eating meat and drinking wine, but he has not done anything at all, and the brothers are very unhappy. If it weren't for the boss, I would have killed him a long time ago! Today, I will make the words clear, and he ...... said angrily, and before the words fell, a sword shot out, and he had to return in a moment.

Everyone moved, and the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath was one piece, and they looked at the old knife with fierce eyes. The old knife was unconscious, and the scimitar in his hand seemed to have never moved, lifting the wine jar and pouring the wine.

With a 'plop', the head of the big man who shouted and scolded snapped and fell on the table, and his body still retained his sitting posture and stood still.

'Stop it!, do you want to die?' The iron dog shouted angrily, and his face was as hideous as a ghost when the blood from his neck was spilled out by the big man, and the blood in the room was like rain, and there was a thick smell of blood.

Dahan's strength is second only to Iron Dog in the house, and he is also a good hand in the third order, but he was cut off in front of the old knife...... This form is still incomprehensible to everyone, and it is indeed their own death.

The old knife sat dumbfounded and watched the wine in his hand spill a little bright red, suddenly picked up the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp with the blood in the sky.

This world is like this bowl of blood wine, filthy and turbid, but the old knife has no choice!

When Yan San returned to the snake's nest, he saw another flag planted next to his black tiger flag, which was a sign of battle. The Broken Eye of Void was launched, and he found that the snake nest was in full battle, but there was no trace of battle, which made Yan San's heart feel a little calmer.

The elite of the 'Black Tiger Squad' is currently in their own hands for the time being, at least until the truth about the 'poison' is discovered. This is also Yan San's strength, if he has been doing the scene for so long, it would be a pity if someone destroyed it in one pot.

The so-called poison is just an elixir that Yan San made up by himself and didn't know what to do, as for the symptoms after eating, Yan San has a broken eye, he can see the blood of the human body clearly, the vitality flows, and he behaves like an unpredictable prophet by playing on the spot, bluffing the group of people. The effect of the poison Yan San is unknown, it should be possible to hope that the poison will not kill people, at least it is still alive now.

The 'Black Tiger Brigade' is a group of miscellaneous fish, gathering bloody hands, snake slaves, and a bunch of more than 200 people hired by themselves, even if these people are more regarded as a kind of wealth in the struggle of the Dark Tiger List, because they do things for everyone, and never care who the master is. This is the way of survival summed up by the wicked who have no strength. They obey any orders from those in power, they can kill people and set fires, do laundry and cooking, just like machines, as long as you get the right to use them, anyone can use them.

Therefore, in the final analysis, the competition for the Dark Tiger List is still a duel between elite monks, unless there is a huge difference in strength, and the low-level monks will live longer than the masters. Of course, there are also some teams that send low-level monks to take their lives to consume the opponent's strength first, this is an unrefined behavior, often no monk is willing to belong to it, after all, he is not a fool, who wants to do the thing of sending him to death?

The gray shadow flashed, and the potato spirit appeared in front of Yan San, and said, "The flag planted by the Iron Dog people yesterday, but it is strange that there has been no movement. I've been to investigate, and they're in the Ghost Stone Forest, so I guess there's some trap. ’

'How many of them are there?' Yan San asked, the Ghost Stone Forest was a stone forest with complex terrain, named because the stones were hideous and weird, and they looked like all kinds of evil ghosts in the night. It's easy to understand that there is no movement, Yan San is not here, and it is useless to dig out the snake's nest. Under normal circumstances, if the nest is copied, even if the leader runs away, as long as it is occupied for one day, it will be regarded as a successful flag planting, and the leader will naturally become a lonely ghost.

Therefore, what the people of Iron Dog want is not the ranking of the Dark Tiger List, but Yan San himself. Yan San smelled a strong smell of scorpions.

There were more than forty men, eight of whom were good players. Potato said.

Yan San thought for a moment and sneered: "Leave half of the good hands to guard the snake's nest, and half of them will go with me to meet the iron dog." ...... of the Black Tiger Brigade Let's keep our homes, it's useless to have a lot of people in the Ghost Stone Forest!'

The potatoes went like a gust of wind.