At this time, the city lord outside this gate had changed dramatically from three days ago-his face was haggard, his eyes were bloated, and as a city lord, his clothes were no longer neat, leaving traces of water left when the teacup was overturned. Obviously, the death of his daughter hit him quite hard.

"Can I go in and say?" At this time, the city lord's usually majestic tone became weak.

"Please." "Although the nameless child of the city lord who helped him is not very cold, after all, after so many things have happened, whether he can continue to participate in the competition now can be completely said to be only in front of the middle-aged man who is depressed because of excessive sadness. If this is the city lord's request, the nameless child is really not easy to refuse, and the sender really has to see people's faces and act under the fence.

Entering the room, close the door: "The city lord came to visit late at night today, I don't know what you are doing?" The faint voice of the nameless child sounded in the room.

The soundproofing of this room is excellent, and no matter what you talk about here, as long as you don't forget to close the door, you will not be overheard. Of course, those with profound skills are a different matter, but at least there are no such masters in this Phantom Beast City.

"May I sit down first?" However, in the face of the nameless child's straightforwardness, the city lord still asked in a somewhat sluggish language.

"Of course. The nameless child didn't pay much attention to this, after all, the middle-aged man in front of him had just lost his only daughter, and it seemed normal for people in extreme grief to behave abnormally.

Slowly walked to the bed, first propped one hand on the bed, and the city lord of Phantom Beast City slowly did it, and then: "Ahem!" coughed twice.

"Can you talk about business?" "Looking at the city lord of Phantom Beast City sitting down, the nameless child's faint voice sounded again, "Tell me the purpose of your visit." ”

"Sit down and say." "Compared to the nameless child's tired nonsense, the city lord of Phantom Beast City obviously didn't want to mention it too soon. He patted the bed next to him and motioned for the nameless child to sit down. Sit down slowly along the place where his hand was patting: "Can you get to business now?"

Hearing this, the city lord of the Phantom Beast City sighed, but his spirit became even more sluggish: "The purpose of my coming? I think you have already guessed, what other purpose can there be—for Qing'er." When he said the last four words, there was obviously more resentment in the tone of the city lord of Phantom Beast City.

"Hmm," the Nameless Child nodded nondemitablely, "you want me to kill him?"

Straight to the point, concise, direct, to the point! The nameless child's words are the same as his style.

"Well, that's right, kill him and avenge my Qing'er, I'm going to make him a hundred times more ugly than my Qing'er's death." At this time, the pupils of the city lord of Phantom Beast City contracted, and his words were full of resentment and killing intent.

"But it seems like it's hard to do that. Yes, the Nameless Child's words were so direct, but they were true.

"I know that. Slowly taking off the long sword, the voice of the city lord of Phantom Beast City sounded in the ears of the nameless child again: "This is our family's heirloom - tomorrow, you will use it to slaughter the bastard who killed the descendants of my clan!"

Hearing this, the nameless child frowned slightly. He knew that the city lord of the Phantom Beast City in front of him had revenge on the black-clothed young man. However, before he could speak, the voice of the city lord of the Phantom Beast City came again: "You don't have to shirk, I know that your background is not ordinary, and you must have abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to reach, and I don't know why you are interested in this competition, but you need to know that whether you can participate in the competition or not is in my thoughts." He paused and seemed to hesitate for a moment before he spoke, "As long as you can kill that person, I won't take back this sword!"

Bet, the city lord of Phantom Beast City has already started to gamble at this time, and he is betting that the nameless child will be a little interested in this sword that has been passed down from generation to generation in their family - this is a real spiritual weapon comparable to the accompanying instrument!

In order to make the black-clothed young man who killed Qing'er die ugly and help Qing'er avenge it, the city lord of Phantom Beast City is also fighting at this time, and all he can count on now is his family's heirloom to make the nameless child a little interested. However, what he didn't know, his first half of the sentence became the real weight of the nameless child's request to him.

Hey, there's no way, if you want to continue to participate in the competition, you have to say yes first. With a sigh in his heart, the nameless child also said lightly: "Well, I promised the matter, you can go back now." ”

"Okay!" Listening to the nameless child agreeing to his request, the words of the usually majestic Phantom Beast City Lord trembled with gratitude.

He stood up and held the fiery sword in his hands on the desk in the room. Then he bowed gratefully to the nameless child who was still sitting on the bed, closed the door, and walked out of the nameless child's room.

...... There was no word all night

In the early morning of the second day, Phantom Beast City, above the Awakening Square.

The nameless child slowly walked into the arena from the periphery, wearing the long sword that the Phantom Beast City Lord had given him yesterday. Today, the city lord of Phantom Beast City also came to the competition venue, obviously wanting to see the black-clothed young man's head fall to the ground. At this time, his clothes had been tidied up, and although there was still deep grief in the depths of his eyes that could not be concealed, at least it was no longer overflowing. At this time, he saw the arrival of the nameless child, nodded at him meaningfully, and in the depths of his pupils, a touch of ice dragon's killing intent jumped over.

Walking into the arena, the circle of light condensed by the golden origin power of the Kuaren - in the field, the black-clothed young man from yesterday had been waiting for him, and he didn't seem to care about the consequences of killing the daughter of the city lord. The two looked at each other, their eyes met, and the young man in black looked at the city lord who was fighting outside the field, and then looked at the nameless child again, he seemed to know everything about yesterday: "I think, only one of us can survive." ”

"Hmm. The nameless child still spoke in the same faint tone.

Seeing this, the young man in black also nodded slightly. Neither of them could see any thoughts and feelings in their eyes, they just stood quietly, waiting for the game to begin.

"Ahem," the old man of the sacrifice yesterday could only smile bitterly when he looked at this scene, and sighed softly, "Hey, forget it, the game will start like this." ”