Chapter 131 Killing God!

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As soon as Mo Lang appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.

Especially when I saw the thin monkey in the other person's hand, I became even more curious about the other person's origin.

After all, the strength of a person who can lift a thin monkey is evident.

What's more important is that the aura exuded by the other party actually made the temperature of the entire tavern drop, and made them feel like they were seeing the King of Slaughter.

This is very scary.

Even some people who have never seen the King of Slaughter have speculated whether such a young and shameless boy in front of them is the King of Slaughter.

Even Liu Erlong, who was struggling to support himself, looked curiously at the handsome boy in white.

She recalled everyone she knew, but she had no impression of meeting each other, but why did the other person come to save her?

"Who is your boy?"

Tianba looked at the extraordinary Mo Lang with a solemn look in his eyes.

How could he exude such a powerful aura, how could he see it every time?

"Kill your people!"

Mo Lang didn't waste any time and immediately rushed towards Tianba's group.

Because when he saw Liu Erlong's injuries, he was already furious!

"Kill me? If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have..."

puff!

Before Tianba could finish his words, his head was smashed with a stick and blood splattered three feet high!

With Mo Lang's current strength, if he is not the King of Slaughter, who can compete with him!

The whole person was like a deserted place, and he killed Tianba in an instant like a devastation!

Seeing this scene, the entire tavern fell into dead silence!

You can hear a pin drop!

Everyone looked at the young man in white who looked like a god king in shock.

Because he killed Tianba, who had won more than thirty games in a row!

And it will kill with one hit!

This thunderous method directly shocked everyone.

"Sir, this is all ordered by Tianba and has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, we were forced too, this has nothing to do with us!"

Seeing how terrifying Mo Lang was, the others knelt down and begged for mercy.

"It has nothing to do with you? Then go down and find him!"

Mo Lang was already furious, how could he spare these people.

In Douluo, the woman he loves and admires the most is Liu Erlong, who dares to love and hate.

Even he himself didn't know that Liu Erlong had already occupied a certain position in his heart.

Now if I see someone hurting her, I can only apologize with death!

puff!

Mo Lang hit the person closest to him with another stick, and blood splattered everywhere. He didn't even bother to use his soul power to block the blood.

Let the blood dye his white clothes red.

Because today he is going to go on a killing spree!

Tell everyone here.

Liu Erlong is his woman!

"Fight him!"

Upon seeing this, someone yelled and immediately ran towards the back door of the pub.

But what he didn't expect was that someone could run faster than him!

grass!

A bunch of dogs!

Here, simple people die the fastest.

"Want to run? Have you asked me if I have the stick in my hand?"

When Mo Lang saw this, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand suddenly became larger and longer, and the stick swept out. Those people were like watermelons, exploding one by one!

All of a sudden.

Corpses litter the fields,

Rivers of blood!

Shocked everyone!

Everyone looked at Mo Lang with fear, fearing that he would become murderous and sweep away the entire tavern.

Some of the timid ones had already taken the opportunity to sneak out.

Mo Lang, as if nothing was wrong, looked at Liu Erlong distressedly and asked, "Are you okay?"

Liu Erlong looked at the young man in front of him, whose white clothes were stained with red blood. She kept reminiscing, but found that she had indeed never seen Dufang.

But judging from the clear eyes of the other party, he must have just come here. Could it be him?

With doubts, Liu Erlong looked at Mo Lang confused and asked, "Who are you?"

After asking, Liu Erlong collapsed completely from exhaustion and fell into Mo Lang's arms. But before falling into coma, she heard a sentence: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let anyone hurt you." you."

It was these words that made Liu Erlong's heart skip a beat.

…

…

the next day.

The story of one Mo Lang spread throughout the Killing City.

Everyone here knows that there is a young man in white who is a murderer!

On the first day he came, he killed several people who had won more than ten games in a row.

More importantly, no one can withstand his blow.

Drunken life and dreaming of death building.

"Have you heard? That boy took away the woman you like, why don't you go and see her?" Rakshasa, a graceful and charming-looking man, looked at Shura sitting opposite him and said with a smile on his lips.

"I'm more interested in that boy than that woman." Shura ignored Rakshasa's provocation and thought of the boy in white yesterday, with a smile on his lips and said, "I didn't expect that there would be pretty good people in this continent. It seems that they have also discovered the correct way to practice."

"After all, this is the place where the Shura God ascended. Although the history is not as long as our Senluo Continent, it should not be underestimated. It is not strange to have a few geniuses."

Rakshasa said unsurprisingly: "What? Do you still want to conquer the other party?"

"I have this idea, but the premise is that he can win the Hell Trial Field Championship and obtain the Killing Field, otherwise it will be a burden to follow him around."

"You must know that those perverts have already begun the test of godhead. If we don't hurry up, they are likely to come and snatch the god's throne and have dual godheads!" When Shura thought of those perverts, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Because his brother is one of those perverts. If he doesn't work hard to become stronger, maybe his family will let his brother devour him!

This is the tragedy of a big family.

"Yes, fortunately our strength is low and we can pass through that passage."

…

Drunken life and dreaming are three floors upstairs.

This is a place to stay, and the people who live here are people who have won more than fifty games in a row.

"Hmm~"

A soft hum sounded, and Liu Erlong woke up from his coma.

Looking at the unfamiliar room, Liu Erlong sat up suddenly, then lifted the quilt and looked at his clothes, his face immediately turned ugly.

My clothes have been changed!

She thought of the young man who saved her before she fainted.

"Don't worry, I asked the maid to take off your clothes. The clothes you are wearing are mine. Although I like you, I never take advantage of others."

At this moment, Mo Lang wore an apron and walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge. He looked like a warm-hearted man at home, and he looked nothing like the same person as the murderous cold man before.

Because Mo Lang dressed up carefully.

What women in their thirties want most is a warm home.

Especially Liu Erlong, who has just lost his love, needs care and a sense of security most.

Mo Lang already showed part of his sense of security yesterday.

If they care, what could be better than waking up with a hangover and having someone serve them a bowl of steaming porridge to make them feel warm?

After all, when it comes to pursuing a woman like Liu Erlong, money is not the most important thing, but it depends on what the buyer needs.

Sure enough, when he saw Mo Lang's appearance, Liu Erlong's eyes became much less wary, his eyes softened, and he thanked him softly.

"You're welcome. This is what you should do. Get up and eat something. This is freshly cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge. I don't know if you like it. Don't worry, I brought all the ingredients in from outside."

Mo Lang held the porridge and showed a gentle look, which made Liu Erlong blush a little and asked embarrassedly: "Is there something on my face?"

"It's really something."

"what?"

"Kind of pretty."