531 Chapter 532. I'm in a Hurry, Let's Go Together

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"Yang Ming, I'll wait for you after you finish the game."

Hu Liena's words, Yang Ming always felt a little strange when he heard them.

Sister, you are not greedy for my body, are you?

Yang Ming glanced at Hu Liena strangely, and after this glance, he couldn't look away immediately.

Don't get me wrong, Yang Ming is not because of Hu Liena's enchanting dress today, but because of her temperament today!

Compared with when she first came here, Hu Liena's expression was more gloomy and cold, and her body and even her body exuded a strong bloody aura.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel.

This kind of negative evaluation should not have fallen on a young girl who was at an innocent and romantic age, but at this moment, it was truly presented in front of Yang Ming.

Yang Ming could see the pain in the depths of Hu Liena's eyes, it was the pain of supporting her tired body and preventing herself from falling into the devil's way.

As I said before, in the city of killing, every time someone is killed, a bloody aura that is invisible to the naked eye will emanate from the other person's body, pouring into the body of the killer. At first, it will not have any effect, but after years of erosion It will turn a harmless and honest man into a terrifying murderous maniac!

Although Hu Liena didn't have Yang Ming's strange means, it was not easy for her to persist until now only with her strong perseverance and indomitable mentality.

It's a pity that when Hu Liena decided to follow Yang Ming's example and participate in the hell killing field once a day, she had no way of turning back. Hu Liena couldn't suppress the bloody aura accumulated by killing thousands of people in more than two months Internal riots.

Once Hu Liena loses control of her body, she might become like everyone else, a murderer enslaved by killing.

"Yang Ming, please."

Hu Liena looked at Yang Ming sincerely.

As a woman, Hu Liena was proud, and she had never begged anyone, let alone a man.

But now, she asked Yang Ming for help!

It is conceivable that Hu Liena has reached a precarious situation.

Eyes are the windows to the soul. Yang Ming understood Hu Liena's meaning from her eyes, and stretched out his right hand out of nowhere. Under Hu Liena's delicate and shy eyes, his gentle palm fell on Hua Shun's hair.

Generally speaking, among the women in the capital of killing, few people put their energy on dressing up, because most of them are struggling to survive.

However, it was obvious that Hu Liena was not an ordinary person. She had been well-groomed today, and the fragrance of shampoo remained on her hair. Yang Ming took it back after a little rubbing, and the fragrance remained in her hands.

"wait for me."

Leaving this sentence lightly, Yang Ming and Hu Liena walked past each other and calmly walked into the killing field of hell.

Hu Liena turned her back to Yang Ming, she didn't know why, she felt as sweet as eating candied dates, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly inadvertently, envious of many bystanders.

Yang Ming entered the open space of Hell Killing Fields, but no candidates had entered yet.

After all, Yang Ming has now won more than 60 games in a row. Most of the opponents who can match him are at this level. The number has dropped sharply. It is not easy to match him.

Yang Ming was not surprised at all. He stood in the center of the field, holding the scabbard of the mysterious sword in his arms, and closed his eyes.

The breeze blows and the corners of the clothes rustle.

Just standing there, he was like a sea-fixing needle, and like a radiant sun, it was hard to ignore his existence.

Many spectators who were seated stared at Yang Ming cautiously and vigilantly, their fear rising to the extreme.

Yang Ming has been in the Slaughter City for more than two months, and has won more than 60 consecutive Hell Slaughter Fields, which earned him a nickname here: God of War.

God of War means invincible and invincible!

At first, many people disdained Yang Ming's nickname and even wanted to step on his dead body to become famous.

But those people have long since become the dead souls of Yang Ming's sword, and the grass on the grave is now five feet high.

In the arena, nine murderers came in one after another.

The strength of these nine murderers is not considered strong. After all, there are very few opponents who can match Yang Ming, and the officials of the hell killing field can only use these people to make up the number.

The nine people, although their faces were fierce, but judging from their trembling legs, it was clear that they were all just stern and soft-hearted people.

Sensing all people in his spiritual sense, Yang Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed across them.

After glancing around at the enemies and getting a general idea of ​​the strength of the nine people present, Yang Ming kept his figure still, embraced the scabbard, and said lightly:

"I'm in a hurry, let's go together."

The system is not willing to be lonely, and jumps out to show its presence.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for uttering the classic lines of the ultimate class, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

"no."

Before the words fell, the nine people did their part and immediately attacked Yang Ming.

Acupuncture, poison, ax blade, knife cut, fire...

Various methods were used, but none of them made Yang Ming raise his eyebrows.

"Shenluo Tianzheng!"

Repulsion, repulsion again!

The repulsive force with almost no dead angle enveloped the nine people, directly pushing them out.

"what--"

The screams stopped abruptly.

Nine people fell to the ground in different postures, but the one thing was that they were all dead.

Yang Mingzheng didn't even look at them. He raised the mysterious sword slightly, absorbed the killing breath from their corpses into the sword body, and then walked out of the hell killing field without looking back.

Sitting on the stage, no audience cheered for this, only the sound of gasping for air-conditioning, and pairs of fearful and vigilant eyes.

Walking out of the gate, Yang Ming's eyes naturally fell on Hu Liena, and he saw that he was doing well just now, but now he was half squatting on the ground, with his arms around his shoulders, his body trembling slightly.

As he approached, Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Cackling... cold... so cold..."

Hu Liena's teeth chattered up and down, her pretty face turned pale.

Hu Liena could no longer suppress the bloody aura in her body, and now her physiology began to become disordered, causing her body temperature to drop sharply.

This kind of situation seems to have never been seen in the original work?

Yang Ming secretly wondered, could it be that his own appearance caused the butterfly effect, and changes that he didn't know occurred in the capital of killing?

With all kinds of guesses in mind, Yang Ming took out a thick coat from the Youhaina ring, and while putting it on Hu Liena, a princess picked her up and brought her to his hotel room.

"Hehehe..." Hu Liena's teeth chattered, and she said, "Yang Ming, can you help me?"

"Have."

Before a smile appeared on Hu Liena's face, Yang Ming continued to say:

"However, you have to take off your clothes first."

Hu Liena: "???"

What kind of treatment is this?

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Don't think wrong, everyone, it's just a normal course of treatment, really, I won't lie to you!