Douluo: Miss Tangmen, she burst into the audience

Chapter 249 Half a year
Today only Zhu Zhuqing went up to fight a game. The more games he wins in the Hell Slaughtering Fields, the harder it is to fight. In each new game, the difference in the number of times the players participated in the Hell Slaughtering Fields cannot exceed five times, unless There is really no one left.

Tang San now usually only plays one game every other day or even two days. After a game, he needs to spend some time reviewing and analyzing himself to improve himself, and he also needs to rest before playing the next game.

Soon it was time for Zhu Zhuqing to play, this time Zhu Zhuqing's fight was not as smooth as yesterday's one, and he suffered some injuries.

Tang Qingxi didn't care about it. After seeing Zhu Zhuqing's fight, they would continue to watch the duel in the killing field of hell, so she left by herself.

Afterwards, Tang Qingxi's activities in the killing capital were not too frequent, and he would only go out for a walk occasionally to preserve his sword.

Occasionally, look at the situation of Ning Rongrong and the others, and see that they are getting used to it, so I feel relieved.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, Tang Qingxi sent a letter through the King of Slaughter's subordinates, asking to see the King of Slaughter.

This trip to the Slaughter Capital basically consisted of doing their own things.

I don't know what Tang Qingxi was looking for on his own initiative, but the King of Slaughter still sent someone to pick up Tang Qingxi.

"What's the matter with contacting me?" In the same room, the King of Slaughter was still sitting on the giant chair, looking very oppressive.

Tang Qingxi sat down on the side with a calm expression, and said directly: "I came to the Killing City not only for those children, you should also pay attention to my words and deeds in the Killing City. I have a knife in my hand, which has not been fully sharpened yet , You need blood to build up your blade. It’s no fun to kill all day in the killing capital, and there are some people who consume you. Isn’t it?”

"That's right, but I didn't stop you. What are you looking for?" The Slaughter King naturally knew what Tang Qingxi had done, and even secretly observed Tang Qingxi's long knife.

A very decent knife that can be terrifying when fully formed.

Although it is true that he is fighting for blood with himself, Tang Qingxi is the God of Killing himself, and the Capital of Slaughter is also a cooperative relationship with Wuhundian. Thinking that there will always be an end to the killing, the King of Slaughter doesn't care.

"That's it. I feel quite inconvenient myself, so I want to come over to discuss it. Can you put my knife in the blood pool in the killing capital?" Tang Qingxi said very bluntly.

Hearing that the aura of the King of Slaughter was obviously much colder, he didn't care about Tang Qingxi's behavior in the capital of Slaughter, and this person actually had an inch to stare at his blood pool.

"This is impossible."

"There's no need to refuse. I will finish the blade in the capital of killing anyway. All I need is some blood anyway. I just want to go directly into the blood pool to save trouble, and I won't absorb too much blood." Tang Qingxi keep fighting.

"What's going on in the blood pool, I think you should know." The Slaughter King looked at Tang Qingxi coldly.

Apart from entering the city of killing and having a glass of Bloody Mary, Tang Qingxi will never touch her again, and the same goes for the people she brought, who obviously know the secret of Bloody Mary.

"Just take the blood pool for storage, so you won't be afraid of something wrong with your knife?"

"If something goes wrong with this, I think I'm unlucky. The blood in those people also carries something wrong, doesn't it?" Tang Qingxi really has a lot of ideas about that blood pool, not just for the purpose of accumulating his own blood magic knife.

"It's absolutely impossible, you should stop thinking about it. It's not bad if I don't stop you from killing indiscriminately in the city." The Slaughter King didn't let go at all.

"Okay." Tang Qingxi shrugged helplessly, and did not persist.

But the person is still sitting steadily and does not get up.

The Slaughter King gave Tang Qingxi a strange look, and the door opened silently, but Tang Qingxi still did not move.

Tang Qingxi lazily folded his arms and propped his chin: "I've come all the time, I'll sit and go before I leave. Why don't I see some tea and snacks every time I come?"

King of Slaughter: "..."

What has Blood Shura experienced in the past few years outside the killing capital, and how did he become so shameless?
The Slaughter King didn't say anything, but not long after, a maid with a cold face came with the tea and snacks that Tang Qingxi wanted, and she didn't even know if it was on purpose or not, and brought a cup of Bloody Mary.

Tang Qingxi's expression remained unchanged, he drank tea and ate snacks on his own, and looked at the King of Slaughter openly, not hiding his curiosity about him at all.

The maid's expression was a bit unfriendly, but it's a pity that she didn't have the opportunity to intervene here.

But no one spoke between the King of Slaughter and Tang Qingxi, and the atmosphere was very dull.

Tang Qingxi just finished eating the snacks in silence, then got up and left.

The King of Slaughter watched Tang Qingxi's voice disappear, and frowned slightly, not quite understanding what Tang Qingxi was planning.

After that, Tang Qingxi's life remained at the same pace as before. Most of the time he stayed in the yard and studied knife skills.

From time to time, when I go out, I randomly find trouble with some people, and store up my own knife.

It's just that as the days go by, I always feel that the people on the nearby streets are becoming more and more deserted.

Indirectly, it also made Ning Rongrong and the others less troublesome to travel.

Every once in a while, Tang Qingxi always finds some excuses to join the King of Slaughter.

Although I don't know why, she has a certain restraint effect on the power left by the Raksha God on this continent.

Of course, it is only on other people's body, she will not take the risk of trying to let the power of Rakshasa be eroded again, and she does not know the effect on herself.

So she went to the Slaughter King from time to time, which should be able to eliminate some of the Rakshasa God's influence. I hope the Slaughter King can understand her kindness.

They have all become the King of Slaughter. It is uncertain how far the test of God Shura has reached, but it should be a relatively critical stage after all.

If you can help him eliminate the influence of Rakshasa, maybe you can successfully complete the test of the Slaughter King.

Tang Qingxi doesn't ask how grateful the Slaughter King will be when the time comes. With this level of strength, he doesn't have as much restraint as Tang Hao, so he doesn't ask this person to be used by him.

But it should be a good thing to add some trouble to Rakshasa God.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and Tang San's hell killings had exceeded fifty. I don't know when the King of Slaughter will arrange for him.

Li Wenrui's participation in Hell Slaughtering Fields was less, but he had finished 99 games and was waiting for the last one.

The number of Zhu Zhuqing's games is also close to fifty, and now the frequency of her participation in the killing field of hell is also decreasing, and it is more to hone herself.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar also successfully won a victory in the hell killing field.

But at this moment, the King of Slaughter asked Tang Qingxi to meet him for the second time.

(End of this chapter)