Little Fox

The Slaughter City, the bedroom of the Slaughter King.

The Slaughter King sat on the Skeleton Grandmaster's chair as usual, with a **** Mary in his hand, shaking gently. Beside him, the coquettish woman with black gauze was still the same last time.

"The great king, the black robe man and the **** messenger have now won ninety-nine consecutive victories. As long as they win one more game, then they can win a hundred consecutive victories." The cold voice echoed in the ears of the Slaughter King, It sounds creepy.

The so-called black-robed men and **** messengers are the nicknames given to the clan and Hu Liena by the fallen people in the killing fields of hell. In previous years, as long as he showed a lottery in the killing fields of hell, the fallen ones who watched the battle would give him a nickname that fits his personality.

Hu Liena, nicknamed for her by the fallen are Herald of Hell.

The clan was wearing a black robe and a hood except in Room 521, and no one had seen his face clearly.

Therefore, the fallen people simply gave him the nickname of the black robe man.

The Slaughter King frowned and drank the Bloody Mary from the cup, "I know."

"Great King, don't you worry? I can see that they are preparing to break through the road to **** and obtain the realm of killing gods." The black yarn woman worried.

"Do you think they can cross the road to hell?" The Slaughter King looked at the black yarn woman.

"The messenger of **** probably won't work. Although she is very powerful, she shouldn't have the strength to break through the road to hell.

The strength of the black-robed man was a bit unclear to his subordinates, his soul power was not very strong, only the soul emperor level.

But Wuhun was very weird, a kind we had never seen before.

It does not require the possession of the spirit of the beast spirit, nor is it held in the hand like the spirit of the weapon, but is completely enveloped in the whole body, the strength and defense are very strong, as if it was born for destruction.

What is even more terrifying is his various skills, various self-created spirit abilities, and a black sword in his hand is born for killing, with its own murderous aura.

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During the year he came to the city of killing, countless fallen people died in his hands, and none of the eight killing gods who walked out were comparable.

And he seemed to know the messenger of hell, and they were in the same room, and they were intimate. And many times to save the messenger from **** in danger.

If it wasn't for the black-robed man to rescue him this time, I'm afraid the **** messenger would be hunted down by the fallen spectators after today's game.

What makes me most strange is that those fallen people who know the terrible of the black-robed men and **** messengers are always so active when they compete, which is really abnormal.

If it is a black-robed person, maybe he can cross the road to hell. "While talking, the black veil woman once again added a cup of Bloody Mary to the King of Slaughter.

After listening to the black veiled woman's narration, the Slaughter King was silent for a moment, then shook his head, drank the Bloody Mary in the cup again, and sighed: "Let him go! We can only look forward to the black robed man and the messenger of hell. Let's die together on the road of hell. We can't do anything other than that."

"But, the great king, such words..." The black yarn woman was interrupted by the Slaughter King before she could finish her words.

"I know what you want to say, but the black robe man and the **** messenger are both sent by Raksha Woman, one of the two only remaining killer gods in the world. I used to think that Raksha Woman was the weaker of the two killer gods. , But after a brief confrontation last time, I found that the strength of the Rakshasa girl was several times more terrifying than imagined. Even if it was me, I was not sure to deal with her." The Slaughter King said lightly.

Hearing that, the black gauze woman took a breath, and even the King of Slaughter was not the opponent of the Raksha Woman, so what kind of existence is the other party now?

Is it God?

...........

At the same time, in Room 521.

The clan has just finished feeding Hu Liena the soup.

Hu Liena nodded in satisfaction, and said: "It's not bad, but it's a bit bitter. Remember to add some sugar next time!"

The clan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Little fox, I find that you are getting smaller and smaller now, and I am your master."

Hu Liena curled her lips, "What happened to Master? As the only disciple of the teacher, don't I even have this privilege? After suffering such a serious injury, you said that you have arranged everything for me in the 99th game. As a result, I made two strong men at the Contra level and almost killed me. Did you say that you did something like this?"

"Uh-" Hearing this, the clan's old face blushed, and his face showed guilt. He and Hu Liena were able to win ninety-nine consecutive victories so quickly, it was natural that he had to operate all the way in the dark.

During this year, the clan would often use the kaleidoscope to find some powerful fallen people to participate in the competition. With his titled Douluo-level mental power, coupled with the 100,000-year-old Vampire Demon King Skull, even if he didn't use it. A monthly reading that consumes much energy, the Soul Emperor and Soul Sage can control almost arbitrarily as long as they look at him, and the strong of the Contra level can also control them for a short time.

Otherwise, with the strength shown by the clan and Hu Liena, no one would dare to participate in the **** killing field with them.

Yesterday, the clan had already controlled nine soul emperors and soul saint level depraved people to participate in Hu Liena's ninety-ninth field **** killing field competition the next day. This will not only play the role of tempering, Hu Liena will not be too dangerous.

Unexpectedly, he smashed out the two soul Douluo-level Cheng Yaojin halfway through and killed two of the fallen who were preparing to sign up for the competition, and signed up for the competition.

These, the clan is also known after the start of the game.

The clan apologized: "It's me, it's me who is not good."

"Yeah." Hu Liena nodded, smiled, and said faintly: "Come on, Xiao Zongzi, knead the legs and shoulders for Ai's family, and make a soup to try."

"What's the mess, who did you learn this from?" Hearing this, the clan's mouth twitched, and a hand knife hit Hu Liena's head.

"It hurts..." Hu Liena said out of the pain, pursing her small mouth with dissatisfaction: "My teacher taught me. If you have the ability, please knock her!"

"Uh--" The clan suddenly realized that, in retrospect, the month when I was in the Star Dou Great Forest and the two months I spent in Wuhun City, I did tell Bibi Dong a lot of TV dramas and stories from previous blue stars. . There used to be a day or two ~www.mtlnovel.com~Bibi Dong even stopped practicing, always pestering the clan to tell her the next story.

"In addition to this, what else did your teacher teach you?" The clan continued to ask.

Hu Liena stretched out her fingers and counted them carefully, "Nani, Watt, and Snee... the flax fell, the flax fell..."

"Stop, enough is enough." The clan hurriedly called to stop, and then let Hu Liena shout like this, always feeling that something would happen.

Immediately changed the subject and said with a serious tone: "Little fox, now I will tell you the specific arrangements for the road to **** after a hundred consecutive victories."

Hu Liena nodded, "Yeah."

Clan said: "We are like this... this way..."

Based on their understanding of the original work, the clan made countermeasures for various situations that may arise on the road to hell. Hu Liena just listened quietly. In front of business affairs, Hu Liena was still very serious.