Chapter Thirty-Seven: Title Douluo!

If Fang Yuan knew what the nightingale was thinking, he would definitely give it to her without hesitation.

What are you telling the truth?

Seeing Fang Yuan hugging Zhu Zhuqing, although the nightingale was slandered in her heart, she actually didn't have much opinion on such a move.

After all.

What other fallen person in the Killing City doesn't look like this?

Desire, killing, catharsis, depravity.

These things are the theme of the Killing Capital!

There are even some special systems within the Killing Capital.

For example, in order to motivate the fallen to participate in the Hell's Killing Fields, the Killing Capital's officials will also provide a variety of high-quality services for the participants.

And among them, there is naturally a process of searching for some women and using this process for the pleasure of the degenerate......

As a killing messenger, Nightingale is naturally accustomed to this kind of thing, besides, Fang Yuan is the Holy Son, a man who will become the king of killing in the future!

It was an honor and an honor to be a woman who was the king of slaughter!

It's a pity that although she is a Killingbringer, the King of Slaughter has never baptized her.

Originally, Nightingale was still wondering what the king meant, but it wasn't until the King of Slaughter assigned her to Fang Yuan and established Fang Yuan as the Holy Son that she understood.

"Moreover, I seem to understand a little bit why the Holy Son doesn't hate me, but he doesn't look for me......"

The nightingale stared at Fang Yuan's arms, the great evil of Zhu Zhuqing, and looked down at himself again.

The snake body of a jasper snake held by a pair of slender little hands, and it spit out snake letters in pain.

"Boy, don't be nosy!"

"This is the person our Xingluo Zhu family wants, boy, don't make trouble for yourself, hand over the person quickly!"

The man in black soon followed.

Looking at Fang Yuan, who was holding Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, Zhu Zhuyun frowned slightly, and before she could speak, the man in black beside her had already reprimanded.

Fang Yuan chuckled, ignoring the black-clothed people, but hugged Zhu Zhuqing in his arms: "This young lady, it seems that you are not lightly injured." ”

“……”

Because of the injury, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned pale, but he looked at Fang Yuan with a slightly strange expression.

I'm afraid this guy has a broken head, although their Zhu family is not titled Douluo, but it also belongs to the top family in the entire continent.

This guy can not change his face in the face of the Zhu family, is he really not afraid, or is the hairy boy stunned, and he doesn't know the strength of the Zhu family at all?

"Run, I see you are also level 30, as long as you leave with your people, they won't be embarrassed."

"I'm half a wanted criminal, and if you save me, you'll definitely be implicated."

"When the time comes, not only the Zhu family, but even the entire Star Luo Empire will find trouble for you!"

Zhu Zhuqing spoke softly, struggling to get up from Fang Yuan's arms, but found that he couldn't break free from Fang Yuan's arms at all.

"Who said I was here to save you?"

"What, what?"

Didn't you just say that heroes save beauty, why now.

Under Zhu Zhuqing's stunned eyes, the soul power in Fang Yuan's hand condensed, turned into a soul power rope, and directly restrained Zhu Zhuqing's hands and feet.

Under the binding of the soul power rope, Zhu Zhuqing's concave and convex figure was perfectly highlighted, and Fang Yuan, who was looking at it, suddenly showed a satisfied look and nodded.

But such a move, in the eyes of everyone in Xingluo, turned into a soft move.

"Count your kid acquaintance, hand over that woman quickly!"

"Excellent! Assist our Zhu family, count you as meritorious! ”

"Here is a thousand gold soul coins, which is considered to be your reward, give that woman to us quickly!"

What's more, one of the black-clothed men took out a money bag from the soul guide he was carrying and threw it towards Fang Yuan.

The money bag formed an arc in mid-air, but when it was about to touch Fang Yuan, it was slapped away by a scarlet shadow!

Exactly the nightingale!

"If you dare to insult the Holy Son, you don't know whether you are alive or dead!"

The nightingale's face was cold, and when he waved his hands, a pair of blood-colored short blades had already appeared.

"Look for death!"

"Where did the little girl and the hairy boy come from, since you don't want to hand over that woman, then go and die!"

The money bag was knocked over, which was undoubtedly a public slap on the face of the man in black, and the few men in black were immediately furious, and they were directly possessed by martial spirits.

The martial spirits of several people are ghost cats, and after possessing them, they all show their sharp teeth.

Only Zhu Zhuyun stood in place, his expression uncertain.

Her gaze fell on Fang Yuan's body.

With thirty levels of soul power at a young age, could this kid be the core disciple of a certain big force?

And......

The maid-like guy just now, said...... Son? ”

However, it seems that the only person who can use the name of the Holy Son today is the Martial Spirit Palace, right?

But as far as she knows, isn't there only a saint in the Martial Spirit Hall today, and there is no holy son?

"Martial Spirit Possession!"

A soft shout sounded, and a cold killing intent burst out, forcibly pulling Zhu Zhuyun's thoughts back.

She looked up at the nightingale, and suddenly her mouth grew and her face was full of disbelief.

Although the appearance of the nightingale under the possession of the martial soul has not changed much, only the teeth in the mouth have become slightly sharper, but the cold murderous aura that overflows from its body almost suffocates Zhu Zhuyun and the others!

Obviously, this maid is just a great soul master with two soul rings.

Obviously, her age looks like she is only twelve or thirteen years old.

However, this murderous aura, this aura......

"Evil Soul Master?!"

A noun suddenly came to Zhu Zhuyun's heart.

Yes, at such an age, but with such a murderous aura, there are only those evil soul masters in the world!

"What, it's actually an evil soul master!"

"No wonder I face this little girl, as if I am in a sea of corpses and blood, but in the hands of this little girl, I don't know how many people I have killed!"

"The evil soul master is punished by everyone, kill!"

"Second Soul Technique: Claw Slam!"

Several black-clothed people also jumped up and attacked the nightingale, and in the distance, Zhu Zhuqing's little face was pale with fright, and he looked at Fang Yuan beside him with some trepidation.

"You, are you also an evil soul master?"

"Evil Soul Master?"

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I'm not an evil soul master, I'm ......"

"Holy Son! Your third soul ring has fallen! This is still a big baby, hahahaha! ”

The sound of laughter echoed in mid-air, accompanied by the magnificent coercion of the ninety-fifth level Title Douluo, the killing knight fell from the sky, and the roaring soul power almost rendered the entire heavenly dome a crimson color!

The irresistible momentum pressed down from the sky, and those black-clothed people turned pale one by one, and they were directly overwhelmed by this coercion, Zhu Zhuyun's face changed greatly, and he looked at the sky with incredulity.

"It's the strong man who released the coercion just now!"

Zhu Zhuyun's face was extremely shocked, and his face was full of disbelief under the mask.

She raised her head as hard as she could, and happened to see the Killing Knight holding a pitch-black giant bear in his hand, landing in front of Fang Yuan, full of respect.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine perfectly proportioned soul rings hovered over his body, and his power was endless.

"Feng, Title Douluo?!"