Seeing Tang San deflated, both Demon Suppressor and Qingluan felt refreshed, especially Qingluan, who was scolded by Tang San just now, and finally let out a sigh of resentment at this time. As for whether Tang San was aggrieved or not, it had nothing to do with them.

Tang San glanced up at the three of them, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but he still tried to squeeze out a smile, "You misunderstood, I don't mean anything else, we are all brothers, as long as we can work together, we can get through the difficulties together." ”

"Get out, who's a brother with you! Is it okay to have a face? The male lion roared angrily, then clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed it into Tang San's face.

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly dodged it, but the male lion couldn't hit it with one blow, and then waved his left arm to attack.

Tang San dodged the lion's attack, his legs jumped up violently, and he kicked towards the lion, the lion dodged sideways, but the soles of his feet still stepped heavily on Tang San's shoulders.

Tang San was in pain, gritted his teeth and held back, gritting his teeth and saying, "Okay, you don't want to help, right?" Someday you'll regret it! After Tang San finished speaking, he limped away angrily.

The male lion looked at Tang San's departing back, snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph, a scumbag like him deserves to be called a brother?" ”

Tang San walked out of the door, his face instantly turning cold. His eyes became more and more gloomy, thinking that Qingluan, the Lion, and the Demon Suppressor Qianjun still knew about their secret weapons, combined with their attitudes towards themselves, these four people had already entered Tang San's death list.

And I was still in the room, thinking that I looked at Tang San's limping figure, showing a contemplative expression, and after thinking for a moment, he exclaimed and said, "Hehe, third brother, we are about to leave the Killing Capital." In the past two years, it seems that we haven't done anything to Tang San, no, we have to leave some souvenirs for Tang San before we leave! I'm going to see him! ”

Demon subjugation remembered the scene when he was hammered by Tang San in the first battle of Jialing Pass, and he was very unwilling, and he could finally take revenge! Hehe, and then muttered, "Oh, Tang San, I'm coming!" After saying that, he picked up his stick and ran out to beat people.

There are only three people left in the house, you look at me, I look at you, speechless for a while. Qingluan looked at the figure of the demon subduing and leaving, shook his head, and didn't say anything.

Suddenly, the male lion said, "Third brother, can we go to Hell Road in advance?" I think we're all pretty much rested, one day earlier and one day later. And I really don't want to stay here for a moment! "You can hear the disgust in the lion's voice.

Qingluan listened to the lion's words, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, when the demon comes back, we will set off." ”

Then he turned his head to Qianjun and said, "Qianjun, alas, Hu Liena is also a member of the Wuhun Hall in the Mid-Autumn Festival, you go to Zhonghu Liena to say something, and prepare to go to hell." ”

Since Hu Liena came a year earlier than Qingluan, they had already completed a hundred victories a month ago, but the road to hell in the Killing Capital was not so easy to break. So Qingluan and the others saw that Hu Liena was a member of the Martial Spirit Palace, and reluctantly agreed to go to hell together, and they were not Tang San's person who liked to do things.

"Okay." Qianjun also agreed to leave the killing capital early, not wanting to stay in the same place as Tang San. After answering, he turned around and went to inform Hu Liena.

A few hours later, in the evening.

Finally, the demon subduing also returned from outside, with an unconcealable smile on his face, it was obvious that this was an expression that only belonged to the demon subduing and beating people.

He saw Qingluan, the lion, and his brother all packing up their things in the house. The demon subdued something, and was a little excited, but still asked, "Third brother, fourth brother, brother, what are you doing here?" ”

Qianjun glanced at him, and said a little angrily: "Pack up your things and leave." ”

The demon subdued excitedly and said, "So fast? Didn't you say you'd leave in a few days? ”

Qianjun glanced at his stupid brother again, and said helplessly: "What? Do you still want to stay here and exchange feelings with Tang San? Otherwise, you can stay here, and the third brother and I will go back first. ”

When the demon slayer heard this, he immediately became honest, and hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!" I don't want to stay here! ”

Then he joined the large group of people who packed their bags.

A quarter of an hour later, a man dressed in black, with his long hair neatly combed behind his back, tied with a rope belt. With a short sword in her hand, the amorous woman came to the door of the four's residence.

Due to the communication of several people in advance, Qingluan's house was not closed. So the woman, Hu Liena, walked in, looked at the four people, smiled slightly, and asked, "We, can we go?" ”

Qingluan has only three attitudes towards people, one is towards Guangling, the second is to offer wind power to worship brothers, and the third is to strangers, oh no, there are exceptions like Tang San.

Since all five of them wanted to leave the Killing City urgently, they quickly arrived at the Hellland Killing Fields. Meet the Killing King of the Killing Capital.

As soon as they entered the Hell Killing Field, several people heard, "A few young strong men, what does it mean to come to the Hell Killing Ground at this time?" Low, shrill voices suddenly came from all directions.

The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Ground suddenly rose to the extreme, because in midair, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

"King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing......" The Fallen in the Hell's Killing Fields kept shouting, and the shouts made the Fallen hoarse, but they didn't mean to stop at all.

Several people were awe-struck in their hearts, and their eyes looked at the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a tall man, wrapped in a large scarlet cloak.

Pale face, a pair of blood-red eyes, and the body slowly descended from the sky.

When the group walked to the center of the Hell Killing Field, the Killing King's gaze fell on the viewing platform of the Hell Killing Field.

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Ask for a commuter pass! Today's double watch!

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