Chapter 110 Is This Sweat?
Chapter 110 Is This Sweat?
Chapter 110 Is This Sweat?
Seeing that the girl in black veil in front of him was really angry, Jiang Siming stopped being naughty and followed her obediently.
Along the way, anyone who saw the girl in black veil avoided her from a distance. After all, the sudden clearing of the area just now made the people watching from a distance shrink their necks.
There was a long silence between the two sides.
In front of a huge arena.
"This is hell. Here," the girl in black veil was about to explain.
"Okay, I understand what's going on." Jiang Siming was too lazy to waste time listening to the explanation, and besides, the woman in front of him might stab him at any time.
She didn't take off all her clothes, so why should she be so angry? But her skin is really tender!
The girl in black veil glared at Jiang Siming fiercely, then left without looking back.
Jiang Siming looked at the long line in front of him. There was almost a 2 to 3 meter distance between people, which had become an unwritten rule. Jiang Siming obviously did not want to follow the rules and walked straight to the front.
This is the city of slaughter, and the strong are the rules.
Jiang Siming snatched the Bloody Mary from the burly man in the front.
Just as the big man was about to get angry, a burst of sword energy shot out, blood splattered three feet, and the big man's head was separated from his body. Jiang Siming's action also calmed down the others who were ready to make a move in the back.
"No one minds me cutting in line, right?" Jiang Siming took off his bamboo hat and revealed a hideous and terrifying smile.
The bright red skull was creepy even to these desperate criminals who were walking between life and death, not to mention that Jiang Siming had just killed a man very casually.
The person who was originally standing in the second position could not help but step back. However, a sharp scimitar stretched out from his chest, and it was obvious that he had entered the area of the third person. Suddenly, a huge vessel appeared from nowhere and kept collecting the blood from the man's chest.
Everyone laughed strangely, treating this scene as lively.
Jiang Siming looked at the almost perverted people and couldn't help shaking his head. He was really shocked by such twisted human nature.
After registering, Jiang Siming did not delay and walked directly into the preparation area.
Everything on the arena can be seen from the preparation area. Crazy shouts can be heard all around. There are four bodies lying on the arena, all of them died in extremely tragic ways. The blood and brain matter mixed together on the ring looks extremely bloody.
Jiang Siming looked at the remaining six people, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.
The extremely handsome young man on the field holding the Clear Sky Hammer was killing everyone.
Jiang Siming knew without thinking that the person in front of him must be Tang San.
In the arena, Tang San cleanly and neatly dealt with the remaining five people. The audience on the stage once again erupted in excited shouts.
Tang San was about to leave after finishing the game when he suddenly saw Jiang Siming, who looked like a red skeleton in the preparation area. His eyebrows twitched involuntarily as he felt that the man's eyes were somewhat familiar.
Jiang Siming did not intend to hide his identity, otherwise, if he met Tang San in the first few dozen games, it would really be troublesome. Jiang Siming waved at Tang San, which made Tang San on the field a little confused. He originally planned to leave directly, but he walked to the viewing area.
Finally it was Jiang Siming's turn to play. The other nine people looked at Jiang Siming's cautious appearance and exchanged glances.
Jiang Siming didn't care what they were thinking. Three feet of sword energy burst out from his fingertips and he dodged, killing all nine people.
The battle that just started and ended quickly caused the originally noisy viewing area to suddenly become quiet, and then suddenly erupted into shocking shouts.
Tang San in the viewing area couldn't help but stand up. The sword energy just now made him feel extremely familiar.
Outside Hell.
"Who are you?" Tang San looked at the red skeleton in front of him and asked doubtfully. The man in front of him seemed to know him, but Tang San's appearance had changed, so only Tang Hao should know. For a moment, he didn't know who the man in front of him was.
Flanders and the others did not tell the Shrek Seven Devils about Jiang Siming's current changes, but only told them that Jiang Siming was still alive.
"I'm a mistress! You're so smart, can't you guess it?" Jiang Siming's voice was still hoarse at this moment.
"You are, Brother Siming!" Tang San said in shock.
"Forget it." Jiang Siming said helplessly, and the four Zhu Xian swords flashed away.
Tang San was too alert, and a Zhuge Crossbow appeared in his hand behind his back. Jiang Siming had to show his spirit to prove his identity.
"You are really Brother Siming!" Tang San, who confirmed Jiang Siming's identity, hugged the red skeleton man in front of him without any disgust.
"Alright, alright! Let's find a place to talk in detail." Jiang Siming pushed away Tang San who was hugging him tightly. Being so intimate with a grown man, it always felt like he was doing something.
In a secret room in the City of Slaughter.
"Great King of Slaughter, I have something to report to you." The girl in black veil stood in front of a bloody figure. There was a bloody aura flowing around her body, and a huge bat head was faintly emerging.
"Speak!" The eerie voice echoed in the secret room.
"Another person sent by the God of Killing has arrived in the City of Slaughter! He is extremely powerful!" The black-veiled girl reported respectfully. She was also deeply shocked by Jiang Siming's murderous aura.
As soon as the girl in black veil finished speaking, a terrifying aura burst out from the blood shadow.
The girl in black veil who was kneeling on the ground was rolled over by the powerful aura, spitting out blood.
"Go down!" the eerie voice came again.
"Yes!" The girl in black veil quickly got up, bowed respectfully and retreated, with fear and admiration in her eyes.
"The sky is going to change!"
The eerie voice echoed in the secret room for a long time.
"Brother Siming, how did you become like this?" Tang San looked at Jiang Siming, who was still neither human nor ghost, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.
"It's okay. It's good enough that you're alive! Besides, there's still a chance of recovery." Jiang Siming waved his hand and said.
"By the way, how is Zhuqing?" Jiang Siming's eyes revealed sadness and shame.
"Zhu Qing and Boss Dai were taken away by the people of the Star Luo Empire, but Boss Dai is now the crown prince of the Star Luo Empire, so they should be fine. It's just that your whereabouts are unknown, Brother Siming, and everyone is very worried about you." Tang San said somewhat dejectedly.
When Jiang Siming heard that Zhu Zhuqing had gone to the Xingluo Empire, his eyes unconsciously showed a hint of sharpness.
"Where is that cheap old man?" Jiang Siming asked again.
"Senior Jian, he has consumed too much life force. I'm afraid he only has ten years left to live."
"Xiao San, do you think this thing can help the old guy?" Jiang Siming said as he took out the green crystal of life.
Tang San stared at the crystal in front of him that was emitting a rich breath of life and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"Could this be the source?"
"Do you know it?" Jiang Siming was a little confused. This thing didn't seem to appear in the original book.
"Brother Siming, this crystal is called the Source. Legend has it that it was condensed from the sweat of the God of Life. The life force in the Source is enough to make up for the life force consumed by Senior Jian. And maybe we can go a step further with the power of the Source!" Tang San said excitedly.
Jiang Siming was furious in his heart, "After all this trouble, this is someone else's sweat. Your tears would make me feel better."
(End of this chapter)
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