Chapter 91 Departing for Slaughter City, the Goal is to Poison (4k)_2

Both were craving an improvement in strength.

Therefore, when Qin Xiao laid the opportunity before them, neither of them declined.

Qin Xiao nodded with satisfaction, "Good, since that's the case, let's set out now."

"This quickly?"

Everyone was taken aback.

"If we don't go now, what else are we staying for, a feast?" Qin Xiao retorted.

No one had a response.

Forget it.

Let him be!

...

Seven days later.

On the outskirts of a desolate small town.

Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran came to a halt.

"Your Highness, is this the place you referred to as Slaughter City?"

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but ask.

On their journey, Qin Xiao had diligently guided her and Meng Yiran, allowing them to gain more fighting stances... spit, experience…

He had also roughly described to them what kind of place Slaughter City was.

"The entrance is within the town,"

Qin Xiao said indifferently, "Zhu Qing, Yiran, remember what I told you, after entering Slaughter City, trust no one and show no mercy in your hearts!"

"Mercy towards an enemy is cruelty to oneself."

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, the two girls nodded in agreement, evidently taking his words seriously.

"Now, put on the masks we prepared, for beauty is also an original sin."

Qin Xiao instructed further.

He didn't mind, but in such a place, it didn't matter if you were a beauty.

Even if you were a sow, you would attract undue attention.

Quickly.

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran both put on the masks as Qin Xiao had requested.

However, Qin Xiao spotted a problem.

Even though their faces were covered, the distinctiveness of their figures was still impossible to ignore.

One voluptuous, one seductive.

Unable to see their faces, the allure was still overwhelming.

"Forget it, consider it a trial for them,"

Qin Xiao decided not to bother with these matters anymore.

...

Squeak.

An old tavern, a worn wooden door, was pushed open, emitting a grating sound.

As Qin Xiao and his party entered the tavern, the murky air assaulted their senses.

In the dim light, there were at least twenty to thirty people scattered around.

The arrival of the three caused quite a stir.

The noisy tavern suddenly fell silent, shh shh shh, as pairs of eyes that felt almost tangible fell upon them.

Puzzled, curious, scrutinizing, excited...

A myriad of complex gazes, each different from the last.

"Hehe, that girl in the green outfit, I like that slender waist. Riding her must be a blast!"

A ragged man with a burly figure, standing over two meters tall, chuckled lecherously.

"What poor taste you have, the woman in black is clearly the better choice,"

Opposite him, a man of similar build but unattractive appearance licked his lips eagerly as he downed a glass of crimson liquid.

Not just his lips but the area around his lips was stained with red.

Clang!

He carelessly tossed the glass onto the table and strode energetically towards Qin Xiao and the others.

"Now that we're in Slaughter City, let's begin the bloody journey of slaughter,"

At that moment, Qin Xiao's voice reached the ears of the two women.

Swish!

Zhu Zhuqing, as if triggered by a starter's pistol, turned into a blur, charging at the unattractive man.

"You've got quite the temper, little lady,"

"I like it, conquering you will give me a sense of achievement!"

He roared with laughter, throwing a punch at Zhu Zhuqing.

Although he hadn't summoned his Martial Soul, the punch was powerful, making the air seem burdened as it buzzed.

This indicated that the man was also a powerful Soul Master.

"Too slow!"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly, performing a move that even the burly man found unbelievable.

The next moment, she leapt up, agile as a lithe cat, lightly tapping on the man's arm to use it as a lever to strike at his head.

It's over!

The unattractive man's pupils shrank as Zhu Zhuqing's image in his eyes kept enlarging.

Crack!

A knee strike hit right in the middle of the forehead.

The unattractive man seemed to lose all his strength, falling backwards stiffly.

Thump!

The floor of the tavern seemed to tremble.

"What, she just killed the boss!"

"And it was a one-shot kill!"

The three men at the big man's table were stunned.

But in the next moment, they were attracted by another voice.

That was another person screaming.

At some point, three sharp flying daggers had respectively pierced his brow, throat, and chest.

Everyone's gazes turned toward Meng Yiran beside Qin Xiao, clearly recognizing that all this was the work of the young girl.

"Hiss..."

"This girl's strength is also so formidable?"

"Attack together, capture them first!"

Immediately afterward, more people stood up, rushing toward Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing.

At the same time, Qin Xiao's voice rang out again.

"Kill them all, and you'll get your ticket to enter Slaughter City!"

"Consider it the official first step in your training in Slaughter City!"

In fact, he hadn't finished speaking when the two had already made their move.

Zhu Zhuqing moved like a ghost; with every appearance, she would take down someone.

Meng Yiran was different.

She stood in place, with streaks of silver light continually flashing around her.

Those were the small, delicate flying daggers.

The method of throwing these daggers wasn't particularly skillful, but it was incredibly powerful and fast.

It was completely different from Meng Yiran's previous approach.

Because in those seven days, Qin Xiao had said, "Nothing is indestructible, nothing is too swift to break!"

She had an epiphany.

Thump.

Thump.

One figure after another fell to the ground.

Qin Xiao quietly counted, in the span of only five breaths, two or three dozen people had been taken care of by the two women.

"Tap tap tap."

He approached the counter and said to the attendant, curled up in fear, "Open the passage. This slaughter proves our right to enter Slaughter City."

"Okay, right away."

The attendant dared not hesitate and quickly triggered the mechanism.

Rumble rumble.

The floor shifted on its own, revealing a dark passageway before the three of them.

"This was just a warm-up; what comes next is the main event," Qin Xiao said, stepping into the darkness first.

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran followed closely behind without any hesitation.

Sigh...

After witnessing the departure of the three, the attendant suddenly remembered something, "No, I must send a message to the Terror Knight to inform him that one of them doesn't meet the rules of entering Slaughter City."

....

In the darkness, not knowing how long he had walked, a trace of light finally appeared before Qin Xiao.

Vaguely, the outline of a city emerged before his eyes.

Black city walls, a black city, with a purple moon hanging above it. Looking upward, all was black, existing like the night itself.

"Is this Slaughter City? It looks eerie and mysterious."

Meng Yiran's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment.

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but her expression was similar to Meng Yiran's.

"Tap tap tap tap."

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes and heavy footsteps came from ahead.

"Don't be nervous, the one coming should be the guardian of Slaughter City," Qin Xiao said, positioning himself in front of the two.

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, though in the darkness, felt as if light was shining ahead of them.

Soon.

A hundred men appeared before Qin Xiao.

All of them were clad in black armor, holding greatswords.

One person sat high on a massive warhorse, which was also covered in thick black armor.

"Guardians of Slaughter City, why do you block our path?" Qin Xiao asked with furrowed brows.

"Because someone has breached the rules!" the Black Armored Knight atop the horse spoke with a cold voice.

"Breached the rules?" Qin Xiao was taken aback, "They've earned their entry through slaughter, what seems to be the problem?"

"And what about you?" the Black Armored Knight asked again.

Me?

Psht!

Qin Xiao had an epiphany, that's right.

He'd been so busy watching the excitement that he completely forgot to include himself.

"Trespasser, defeat me and you will have the right to enter Slaughter City," he said.

"No problem!" Qin Xiao nodded.

At that moment, the knight on horseback slowly lifted his lengthy lance and said, "I..."

But before he could finish, Qin Xiao impatiently waved his hand, "Enough, I'm not interested in the names of those who've lost. Just come at me, we're all busy people."

...

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