Chapter 217: Slave Guarding the City

The old man in charge of registration glanced at Ye Wuwu and didn't say anything, but registered his name normally, and in addition to this, Ye Wuwu also paid the registration fee of ten taels of silver.

A small wooden token was handed to Ye Wuwu.

On the token, there are two characters engraved.

Form 1.

There were some doubts in Ye Wuwu's eyes.

Immediately, the old man also seemed to see Ye Wuwu's puzzlement, and explained while no one had signed up this time.

"There are five places in the city to sign up, and you are the first person to sign up here, which is your serial number."

"The game will start tomorrow at the earliest, pay attention to the news in the city, the location is in the east of the city, okay, that's all, good luck."

Immediately, the old man showed a meaningful smile and no longer bothered Ye Wuwu.

In his eyes, Ye Wuwu is so young, even if he has some realms on his body, what can he do, he is only a second grade.

It was clear that he was a kid who had just entered the city for a short time, and he didn't know that the rules in this city were cruel.

Ye Wuwu didn't care, but turned around and left.

After he left, people gradually surrounded him and began to sign up.

And almost at the same moment, in the south of Yecheng, in the same building, a white-clothed young man named Xuanyuan stood slowly at this moment, looked at it for a while, and then said.

"I want to sign up."

……

A moment later, Ye Wuwu stood still on the street corner, his eyes showing concern, but he was thinking about some news that he had just heard.

This battle of life and death is not without in the rivers and lakes, and in the past few years, there have been many underground rings like this.

The winner wins, the loser loses.

It's just that in recent years, with the increasingly peaceful times, this kind of underground ring has gradually disappeared from most people's field of vision, and only a few places still exist.

The people live well, so naturally they don't need to engage in any underground rings, and exchange life and death for fame and wealth.

But those peaceful places do not include Yecheng.

Therefore, this kind of life and death fight is still active in the eyes of the people in the city, but the organizer in this city can only be under the name of the city lord.

You can get money in the ring of life and death, and you can get exercises, pills, and weapons......

However, only Tiankui coins cannot be obtained.

But Ye Wuwu has not forgotten that any industry will have its own derivative industry.

Corresponding to the life-and-death arena in this dark place is...... Bet on "horses".

Someone will release information and adjust the multiplier according to the players of life and death, and this bet can also be made with money, and Tiankui coins can also be used.

Now that the direction has been decided, Ye Wuwu's current top priority is to obtain some Tiankui coins.

It doesn't need much, but at least you need to be able to place bets.

As for how Ye Wuwu can guarantee that he will win in this ring......

It was a ring between life and death, and Ye Wuwu was not stupid enough to think about a fair duel.

Ten thousand steps back, even if he wants to be fair, will the enemy be fair with you?

A sword immortal sword qi, a Buddha bone relic, and a Confucian holy inkstone.

The beginning is the king bomb.

Ye Wuwu felt that if he could be killed like this, there was nothing to say.

Just as Ye Wuwu was thinking about how to get some Tiankui coins, a figure blocked his way at this moment.

Or rather, a few.

Ye Wuwu, who had been thinking with his head down, raised his head slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Even now, there are still people who come to trouble themselves?

I don't seem to be causing any trouble.

And when Ye Wuwu took a few serious glances in front of him, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes.

This year, the Blowing Snow Realm is really running all over the ground?

But he still didn't change his face and said calmly: "Everyone, is there something wrong?" ”

The person at the head was an old man in the Blowing Snow Realm, followed by several second-grade realms, standing in front of the street at the moment.

The old man looked at Ye Wuwu a few times at this moment, and then said slowly with a strange look in his eyes.

"You killed Wang Tao?"

Ye Wuwu's plain face suddenly froze, and then he suddenly looked confused.

Wang tao?

Which one is this?

Looking at Ye Wuwu's puzzled face, the old man frowned slightly.

"It's the slave guarding the south gate."

Only then did Ye Wuwu remember that the old man who guarded the door he killed had said that he belonged to the city lord's forces, and if he killed him, it would be difficult to move an inch in the city.

These people in front of you are here to take revenge?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuwu's face froze, and the qi around his body condensed slightly, revealing a trace of vigilance, and chuckled.

"But I remember, that guy did say something, but do you think you can get rid of me now?"

The old man's face was slightly stunned, and then he coughed lightly and waved his hand.

"No, no, no...... That guy is just a perimeter and nothing. ”

"I came to tell you that if you killed Wang Tao, then you have to take his place."

Peripherals? Replace?

The old man who felt that he killed himself belonged to the so-called "non-establishment" personnel.

That is, contract workers.

As for the replacement.

Just kidding, Ye Wuwu didn't have any idea of being the slave guarding the city.

Lao Tzu is so young, how can he be consumed in your city.

Ye Wuwu shook his head.

There was a trace of regret in the old man's eyes, but it seemed to be expected.

The old man's tone suddenly became cold, and he said, "Okay, guess you may not be willing, but if you are unwilling, then you kid will have to pay some price." ”

Ye Wuwu couldn't deny it, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

It's just blowing snow.

The true qi that was winding like a snake burst out from the old man's body at this moment, and the momentum was so strong that the surrounding ground was a little shattered.

Ye Wuwu's eyes showed a slight surprise.

The strength of the other party's true qi is considered good.

But it's just good, worthy of his cultivation in the snow-blowing realm.

What really surprised Ye Wuwu was the other party's true anger, or the murderous aura around the other party.

The murderous aura is invisible, condensing the whole body.

It makes the true qi even sharper.

Murderous aura can also increase the power of true qi? Ye Wuwu had a little different thoughts in his heart.

The old man looked indifferent and said proudly.

"Boy, the old man doesn't embarrass you, he wants you to have one arm and one leg."

When the words fell, the old man's figure swept up, like a big peng spreading its wings, falling high in the air, and slapping towards Ye Wuwu with a palm, a touch of the essence of the palm print formed by the condensation of true qi suddenly appeared in mid-air at this moment.

As if he wanted to kill Ye Wuwu.

Where is this just one arm and one leg?

Ye Wuwu smacked his tongue, looking a little embarrassed and helpless, but then smiled lightly, looking very apologetic.

"I'm sorry, I'm still young and don't want to be a cripple."

A glimmer of Buddha light flashed on the quiet street at this moment, and the aftermath lingered, but it disappeared in a flash.

A touch of quaint atmosphere suddenly appeared in this Yecheng city at this moment.

The old man's figure suddenly rolled from the air at this moment, and he retreated more than dozens of feet.

(End of chapter)