Chapter 217: The Confused Slaughtering Monarch

Ten o'clock in the morning. After the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info after a violent tremor of Tu Jun's whole body, her whole body completely lay on the bed, motionless.

Seeing this, a red crystal cross appeared in the hands of the torture blade.

A faint red glow gradually permeated the room.

The Slaughter Monarch reluctantly turned his head at this time, his eyes looking at the crystal. At this moment, Torture Blade clearly saw that the humiliation, fear, anger, and resentment in the eyes of the Slaughtering Monarch were all gone. Instead, there is an excitement, a shock, a yearning and nostalgia.

Taking in the look of the Slaughtering Monarch, the torture blade asked lightly, "Do you know this thing?" โ€

Hearing the sound of the Torture Blade, the Slaughter Slaughter King came back to his senses, stared at the Torture Blade with cold eyes and asked, "How can you have the Seal of the God King?" โ€

"The Seal of the God-King? What is that? Tortureblade asked.

A flash of sarcasm flashed across Slaughter Jun's pale face, and then he bit his lower lip and asked, "What do you want to do with this thing?" โ€

Torture Blade grinned, and Sen Ran said, "Naturally, I made you my slave!" โ€

The Mark of the King Hunter has a very strong binding and suppressive power against disasters. After returning from the Abyss of Souls, Tortureblade discovers that his King-Hunting Mark has undergone a mutation.

But this mutation is not bad, on the contrary, this mutation has strengthened the Mark of the King Hunter a lot.

Even now, the Mark of the Hunter's Chain Pact can be used on humans.

After listening to Torture Blade's words, the Slaughtering Warrior didn't speak, and turned his head to remain silent.

Torture Blade slowly grasped the crystal with both hands, and when his hands were completely filled with the red energy of the crystal, his big hand slowly rested on the graceful and smooth back of the Slaughter Warrior.

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A sound like a soldering iron on a person's skin suddenly came out.

The intense pain made Slaughter Monarch's whole body tremble constantly. In less than ten seconds, the legs of the Slaughter Slaughter Jun kneeling were completely weak, unable to fork apart, and lay on the bed.

This lasted for about a minute, and then Tortureblade's hands slowly loosened.

At this time, on the back of the Slaughtering Monarch, a cross full of thorns appeared, this cross was lifelike, and the spikes on it even gave people the feeling of piercing into the body of the Slaughtering Slaughterer.

The imprint is complete, and a connection to the Slayer is created in the soul of Torture Blade, which is similar to his connection to Wufei.

Torture Blade breathed a sigh of relief, got up and put on his pajamas, looked at the Slaughter Butcher and said lightly, "Knight, you should accept this gift with gratitude." โ€

Slaughtering Monarch, who was lying on the bed, turned his head with difficulty at this time, staring at the torture blade with terrible eyes and said, "Get out!" โ€

Tortureblade didn't care at this time, and walked into the bathroom while taking a shower and said, "You can go back first, and when I need it, I'll summon you." โ€

After imprinting the seal, Torture Blade didn't have to worry about the betrayal of the Slaughter Monarch at all. Because the current slaughtering monarch no longer belongs to himself, but to the torture blade.

After the torture blade took a bath, the slaughtering monarch reluctantly got up from the bed, and his already white face was even more white and transparent at this time. He had just gotten out of bed with his legs ready to stand up, but he knelt on the ground again.

The ravages that the torture blade had ravaged her last night can be described as crazy.

Torture Blade's body appeared beside her like a gust of wind, reached out and put his arm around her waist and asked, "What do you want to do with such a body?" โ€

Slaughter Tu Jun said with a gloomy face, "I want to take a bath!" โ€

Torture Blade listened, picked up the Slaughter Butcher in his hand, and walked into the bathroom.

Put her in the tub and turn away.

The bathroom door was closed, and Tortureblade was dressed.

There was a knock on the door.

Torture Blade opened the door and saw Qingyu standing behind him with Zhang Zisheng.

"Oh! Oh, my God! Torture Blade! After Zhang Zisheng met, he gave Xing Blade a big hug.

Tortureblade smiled and stopped him, saying, "Long time no see." โ€

Zhang Zisheng nodded with a smile and sighed, "When I heard your news, I was so excited!" โ€

Torture Blade casually closed the door and said, "Let's go, go out and talk." โ€

The two of them didn't notice the messy room, and followed Tortureblade out.

In the bathroom, Tu Jun leaned weakly on the bathtub, and the warm water flowed down the faucet, gradually submerging her body.

Slaughter Jun's eyes were still a little dull at this time, looking at the white wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the bathtub was full, and the slaughtering monarch came back to his senses and reached out to turn off the faucet, slowly raising his hand.

Under the gaze of the Slaughter Monarch, her hand gradually became transparent and disappeared.

"Torture Blade!!" His fists clenched slowly, and the face of the Slaughter Butcher was filled with rage and anger.

Whoa...

The sound of chains rubbing sounded, and then the slaughtering monarch suddenly felt his whole body being gradually tightened.

"My control over you is everywhere, knight!" Suddenly, the sound of the torture blade came.

Bang!

Clenched his fist and smashed on the bathtub, Slaughter Slaughter Jun roared angrily, "You killed me!" โ€

"Hey, hey, hey..." Tortureblade smiled lowly, and then said, "You are of great use to me, and I am reluctant to kill you." โ€

Hearing this, Slaughter Slaughter Jun's clenched fist suddenly loosened weakly, and his cold face was full of helplessness and sadness.

"Why did the Seal of the God-King appear on this beast!?" The heart of the Slaughtering Monarch was full of incomprehension and anger.

After soaking in the water for a while, Slaughter Tujun picked up a towel and washed his body over and over again, as if he was trying to wash away something dirty.

However, the more he washed his body, the more dazed his face became. In the end, the irritated Slaughter Monarch abruptly threw the towel out, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub and staring blankly at the ceiling.

Two crystal tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes and fell on the bathtub.

"He... Destroyed me. โ€

In the lobby of the hotel, Zhang Zisheng was talking with a black-faced young man with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Gu Ming is really knowledgeable!" Zhang Zisheng laughed.

Torture Blade smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't expect that there would be people like Brother Zhang in this Apocalypse City who are worried about the country and the people. โ€

In the distance, a young man wearing sunglasses and holding a newspaper glanced at this side secretly, and then whispered, "Master, there is nothing abnormal." โ€

After listening to the Lost Star Temple, Sparky said in a dark voice, "What is the identity of this damn pariah?" โ€

"You have to be careful, this man makes me feel very bad." The voice reminded.

After hearing this, Sparker asked irritably, "You are the four kings of disaster!" You're afraid of this kind of garbage!? โ€

Hearing this, the Ulcer King whispered, "Human! Watch your breath! โ€

Spark's expression sank and he didn't speak.

"If it weren't for the fact that your body is so weak and can only exert 10% of my strength, you would be so embarrassed now!? Rubbish! The Festering King rebuked.

Sparky clenched his fists and roared, "It's a natural thing!" What's the matter with me!? Also, I'm going to kill this pariah, what should I do!? โ€

After hearing this, the Ulcer King groaned, "Don't touch this person until you find out the details of it." I recently got in touch with an old friend, and after a while, I'll give you a chance to get revenge, so be honest with me now! โ€

Sparker listened, clenched his fists, and stopped talking.

In the torture blade room, the Slaughter Slaughter King, who had rested for more than an hour, was finally able to stand up. took out a set of pajamas in the closet to cover his graceful and delicate body, looked down at the messy blood-stained sheets, and slowly clenched his fists, and then released weakly.

Carefully taking small steps on his legs, he slowly sat down on the sofa, and then remained motionless.

She really wanted to get out of here now. But with her current physical state, she can't go far.

The only hope to leave is Lingjian. The Spirits are still under a twelve-hour penalty period and cannot be activated.

Therefore, she could only sit here and wait for the passage of time.

Seven Kills.

The team members standing on the playground looked at each other, and the slaughtering king, who had always taken pleasure in torturing them, did not come today for no reason.

"That's so abnormal!" The cadets muttered.

Fortunately, the moon came down today. At ten o'clock, before the slaughtering monarch came, Yuexia looked at the members of the Seven Killing Division and said, "It seems that the instructor has something to do today, so let's start." โ€

The torture blade seemed to have forgotten about the slaughtering king, and went out to eat with Zhang Zisheng directly at noon. Didn't come back to see her in the slightest.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the Slaughter Monarch's soul trembled, and then he knew that the time for punishment had passed.

Activating the spirit book, the close-fitting purple light armor covered her body, her body got up briskly, turned her head to look at the bed, a flash of irritability flashed in her eyes, and countless thorns rose up, tearing the sheet to pieces and scattering it all over the ground.

Tired and returned home, before he could contact Lingjian, he saw Minglong sitting on the sofa.

"What did you do? I waited for you all night. Minglong looked at Slaughter Slaughter Jun suspiciously.

Slaughtering Jun turned around casually, slowly burying the confusion and resentment in his eyes, and once again returned to the usual cold killing god.

"Yesterday I spotted some strange whereabouts and chased him out of Apocalypse City." Slaughter Tujun sat casually on the side, habitually cocking Erlang's legs.

Minglong asked, "What about the result?" โ€

"I got into a fight, and I lost it." Slaughter Jun said flatly.

Minglong nodded, and then said, "Extinction has information, they plan to bring a batch of the latest research results of the Shenghui Alliance to us for experiments in the next few days." You help him watch the Seven Kills. โ€

A burst of annoyance flashed in the eyes of the Slaughter Monarch, and he said, "Don't go too far. โ€

Minglong nodded and said, "Don't worry, although the extermination sometimes commits two, he is measured." โ€

"I heard there's a hunting king over there?" Slaughter Jun asked.

Minglong nodded and said, "Well, the news is very vague and not clear." When he arrives, let's ask in detail. โ€

"Anything else? Let's go if not, I'm tired. Slaughter Slaughter said casually.

Minglong got up, looked at the iceberg-like appearance of the slaughtering monarch, sighed and said, "That matter, you should also let go." โ€

Slaughter Jun looked out the window and didn't speak.

Minglong looked at the slaughtering monarch silently for a while, then turned around and left quietly.

After Minglong left, Tu Jun's upright body suddenly shrank on the sofa.

Touching Lingjian, a hot pain came from his lower body, he raised his hands and slowly parted his legs, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

(To be continued.) )