Douluo: Senior Sister is too popular, what should I do?

Chapter 114 Roasted Mushrooms, Not Poisonous
"I didn't even know that Xie Yue was such a sensitive person." Wu Tan said with a light smile.

"Do people like you understand 'emotion'?" Sang Xia complained coldly, "You are simply a cold-blooded animal."

Although the relationship between the two can be described as "looking at each other and hating each other", after all, Wu Tan took care of her education before the age of 11, and her personality was inevitably influenced by him, such as her poisonous tongue.

Wu Tan didn't care about her meanness, but just shrugged helplessly: "Why don't you go and say goodbye to Xiao Huo?"

"No need, Xiao Huo will support me in whatever I do." Sang Xia twisted the lock of hair around her cheeks, her brows were filled with coldness, "But brother is different, he has changed a lot, and I want to shake his will It is not an easy task, and it will take a long time to be influenced and shaken."

"I don't think he has changed, in front of you." Wu Tan smiled, "Except for you, who else can make us kill the decisive leader of the golden generation so easily compromise?"

Sang Xia didn't speak any more, she folded her arms and turned her head away, half of her face was facing the light, half of her face was hidden in the dark shadows, her expression was hidden.

The location of the Slaughter City is extremely remote. Even though he traveled day and night, it took half a month to arrive. During this period, Sang Xia had been relying on raw dry food to ensure energy intake, and did not even touch those from Wu Tan's hands. It's pitch black.

What a joke, although it is true that her life is not long, she still does not want to commit suicide early by taking poison.

They stepped into a small town at noon, which was clearly the sunniest time of the day, but the reddish mist lingering in the streets and alleys of the town and between the buildings cut off all the light and warmth like an enchantment. What was left was a pervasive sense of coldness and filth.

Sang Xia wrinkled her nose uncomfortably.

Before crossing the boundary marker, Wu Tan put a silver mask with butterfly pattern on her face, and she also buckled one on her face, but Sang Xia felt that it was useless at all, even if she wore a mask, her current Five short figures are conspicuous enough.

Sure enough, those pedestrians wandering the streets like walking corpses couldn't help showing a look of surprise when they saw her, as if human children were alien creatures in their world, and she couldn't help but roll their eyes .

Wu Tan seemed to be very familiar with this place, and led her through the narrow streets intertwined like a maze, and soon came to a tavern.

Sangxia's first impression of the tavern was "rundown".

The chandelier hanging under the eaves was covered with a thick layer of dust, there were cobwebs in the corners, the crumbling signboard made a "squeak" sound while shaking, and the dilapidated wooden door showed a dark red and almost black color. The color, without the luster of lacquer, is more like the imprint of dried blood. It perfectly gathers all the elements of the place where the horror story takes place. The corpse serves as the waiter, and the white bone tableware contains things like rotten viscera wriggling with maggots and eyeball tentacles. If you eat it, you will die, and if you don’t eat it, you will be killed by the waiters.

But it's boring, there is no cult picture she imagined behind the door, it's a bit disappointing to be normal, the tavern is not big, even with the dim interior lighting, you can see the whole picture of the interior, the decoration is all dark, it looks very No taste.

The few guests sat around the table in twos and threes, some were drinking, some were shaking the dice cup in their hands, except that few people spoke, it seemed to be no different from other taverns.

But at the moment when the new guests pushed the door and walked in, they all stopped their hands and turned their attention to them.

In their cloudy eyes, Sang Xia saw the same astonishment as the pedestrians in the town, only more malicious.

She heard their voices.

"Is the capital of killing now a place for little girls to play house?"

"Maybe it's because the big shots in the city are tired of playing with those sluts and want to change their tastes, but young children at this age have a special flavor."

"Look at this slender arm and leg, probably he will be tossed to death within a few times."

"Just find a few more, haha."

The next moment, clusters of ice edges, carved like crystals, bloomed from the feet of these unscrupulous laughing guys, penetrating their limbs, chest cavity and head, like a huge blooming ice flower, blown by the rain The same splattered blood was dyed a coquettish red.

She didn't even move her eyes, just waved her hand casually, and all the ice edges disappeared without a trace in an instant, just like their appearance without warning, only being cut by the sharp ice edges A dozen fragmented corpses lost their support and fell powerlessly from mid-air, falling into a pool of their own blood.

An eyeball fell out of someone's eye socket and rolled to her feet. She ignored it and crushed it, like trampling on a bug.

"Since you can't speak, you don't need to speak anymore." She said indifferently with a clear and sweet voice like a silver wind chime.

Wu Tan didn't seem to have seen the bloody scene that happened just now, and calmly waved to the waiter behind the bar: "A glass of sake, a glass of Huangquanlu."

The waiter lowered his head to hide the strange look on his face, quickly poured a glass of watery wine, then filled a glass of dark red viscous liquid, and put the latter in Sang Xia's cup under Wu Tan's gesture. before.

Sang Xia, who was counting the wine labels on her chin in boredom, froze for a moment: "You don't want me to drink this stuff, do you?"

Her whole face was wrinkled: "I said I don't eat dirty things."

"This is the qualification certificate. Everyone must drink a glass of Huangquanlu before entering the killing capital." The waiter had a cold face. It is the gateway to the Slaughter City, so he is also protected by the Slaughter City. Under such a premise, no matter how bloodthirsty a guest is, he dare not attack him easily.

Sang Xia blinked her eyes and asked seriously: "Then what will happen if you don't drink?"

"Leave," he replied indifferently, "or die."

"Hmm..." The girl seemed to be in distressed thinking, but soon she made a choice, and said briskly, "Sorry, I don't want to choose either."

She stretched out her hand, grabbed his hair, and pressed his head against the bar counter with a force completely inconsistent with her appearance, stuffed a bunch of black and unknown objects into his mouth, and took the cup Huang Quanlu also poured it down for him.

The thing in his mouth exudes a strong burnt and fishy smell, like roasted carrion. The pungent taste of salty, bitter, and spicy makes his tongue seem to be no longer his own, and he opens his mouth to vomit. , but the girl had already grabbed his jaw first, forcing him to finish swallowing before letting go.

It seemed that something that should not appear on the human diet was carried by the thick blood and slipped through the esophagus and fell into his stomach. The strong nausea caused him to convulse violently. He turned his head violently, arched his body and gulped He vomited heavily, almost vomited out all the gastric juice and bile, and the nausea still hasn't subsided completely.

It took him a long time to calm down, and then he looked at her with terrified eyes: "You... What did you eat for me?"

Sang Xia turned her head and asked, "What did you cook last night?"

Wu Tan smiled: "Roasted mushrooms."

"Well, roasted mushrooms are not poisonous...probably." She nodded, her big eyes behind the silver mask curved into crescent moons, "It's not tasty, right? So you should understand my feeling that I don't want to eat dirty things ——Now can you tell me how to enter the Slaughter Capital?"

The waiter opened his mouth, wanting to say something but was afraid that she would come up with something indescribable and force him to eat it, his face turned green and then pale, and in the end he opened a secret door under the bar.

A windy hole was exposed, Sangxia smiled with satisfaction, and jumped down without tossing the poor guy any more.

It wasn't until this little evil god completely disappeared before his eyes that the waiter fell down on the ground as if he had been pardoned, panting heavily, and groping for clear water to rinse his mouth. At this moment, a stronger cold than before suddenly rose. Up his spine, the sharp pain overwhelmed his consciousness before he had time to think about the source of the chill.

A black flame rose from his eye sockets, burning his eyeballs, cheeks, and brain, and burning his body into a pitch-black coke. These flames spread like a concrete concept of "death" It opened and climbed up the bar counter, wine cabinet, tables and chairs like crazily growing vines, and the solid wood made a violent "crack" sound as it was burning. In the blazing flames and the corpses all over the ground, he propped his cheek and slowly drank the glass of sake in his hand, his eyes were like amethyst washed by clear water, so clear from beginning to end.

　Tan is actually a little angry, because Sang Xia gave someone else to eat the meal he cooked for her, yes, she is such a moody psychopath (hey)
　　In the future, I will be very busy at work, and I will not have time to fish, so I will only update it for a while, about a week or two, and I will work hard to save the manuscript
　　
　
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