Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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"Yang Ming, after you finish the game, I will wait for you."

Yang Ming always felt something wrong with Hu Liena's words.

Old girl, shouldn't you be greedy for my body?

Yang Ming glanced at Hu Liena with a weird look. With this glance, he couldn't look away immediately.

Don't get me wrong, Yang Ming is not because Hu Liena is dressed up today, but because of her temperament today!

Compared with when he first came here, Hu Liena's expression had a strong coldness, and his body and even his body released a thick bloody breath.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel.

This kind of negative evaluation shouldn't have fallen on a girl who is innocent and romantic, but at this moment, it is truly presented to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming could see that the pain deep in Hu Liena's eyes was the pain of supporting her exhausted body so that she could avoid falling into the magic way.

As mentioned earlier, in the killing capital, every time a person is killed, a bloody aura that is invisible to the naked eye will be emitted from the opponent's body, which flows into the body of the killer. Next, a harmless honest person will become a terrifying murderous demon!

Although Hu Liena didn't have Yang Ming's bizarre methods, it was not easy to be able to hold on to this day by relying solely on strong perseverance and perseverance.

Unfortunately, when Hu Liena decided to follow the example of Yang Ming and participate in the hell killing field once a day, she had no way of turning back. In more than two months, the blood accumulated by killing thousands of people could not be suppressed by Hu Liena. Riot in the body.

Once Hu Liena loses control in her body, she will probably become like other people, becoming a murderer who is enslaved by slaughter.

"Yang Ming, please."

Hu Liena looked at Yang Ming sincerely.

As a woman, Hu Liena was proud and never begged anyone in a low voice, let alone a man.

But now, she turned to Yang Ming for help!

It is conceivable that Hu Liena has reached a precarious point.

Eyes are the windows of people's hearts. Yang Ming understood her meaning from Hu Liena's eyes. He stretched out his right hand in a ghostly manner. In Hu Liena's tender and shy eyes, the gentle palm fell on that Huashun hair.

Generally, women in the killing capital rarely focus on dressing up, because most of them are struggling to survive.

However, it is clear that Hu Liena is not an ordinary person. She has been carefully dressed today, with the fragrance of shampoo remaining on her hair. Yang Ming took it back after rubbing it slightly, leaving a fragrance in her hands.

"wait for me."

Leaving this sentence indifferently, Yang Ming and Hu Liena passed by and walked into the killing fields of hell calmly.

Hu Liena turned her back to Yang Ming, she didn't know why, she felt as sweet as eating candied dates, and the corners of her mouth curled up inadvertently, not knowing how many bystanders were envious.

Yang Ming entered the open space of the killing fields in hell, but no candidate entered yet.

After all, Yang Ming has now won more than 60 games in a row, and most of the opponents who can match him are at this level, and the number has dropped sharply. It is not easy to match the opponent.

Not surprisingly, Yang Ming stood in the center of the field, holding the scabbard of the mysterious sword in his arms, and closed his eyes.

The breeze is blowing, and clothes are rustling.

He just stood there, just like a needle of the sea god, and like the sun shining ten thousand feet, it was hard to ignore his existence.

Many seated audiences stared at Yang Ming cautiously, their fears rose to extremes.

Yang Ming has been in the killing field for more than two months, and he has won more than 60 consecutive killing fields in the hell. This gave him a nickname: God of War.

God of War, means invincible and invincible!

At first, many people disdain Yang Ming's nickname, and even wanted to step on his body to make a name.

But those people have long since become the souls of Yang Mingjian. Now the grass on the tomb is five feet high.

In the field, nine murderers entered one after another.Go to listen to the book network www.7tingshu.com

These nine murderers are not strong enough. After all, there are very few opponents who can match Yang Ming in the number of games, and the Hell Killing Field officials can only use these people to make up the number.

Although the nine people looked fierce on their faces, looking at their trembling legs, they knew that they were all stubborn people.

The senses of the people were all together, Yang Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes.

After scanning a circle of enemies, Yang Ming remained motionless, holding the scabbard in his arms, and said calmly:

"I'm in a hurry, let's go together."

The system is unwilling to be lonely and jumps out to show its presence.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking out the classic lines of the ultimate class, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will you start the lottery roulette?"

"no."

Before the words fell, the nine people did their part and immediately attacked Yang Ming.

Acupuncture, poisonous, axe blade, knife cut, raging fire...

All kinds of tactics failed to make Yang Ming pick his eyelids.

"Shen Luo Tianzheng!"

Repulsion is repulsion again!

The repulsive force with almost no dead angle enveloped the nine people, directly pushing them out.

"what--"

The scream stopped abruptly.

The nine people fell to the ground with different postures, but the one thing was that they were all dead.

Yang Mingzheng didn't even look at them. He mentioned the mysterious sword slightly, and after absorbing the killing aura from their bodies into the sword body, he stepped forward and walked out of the hell killing field without looking back.

Sitting on the stage, no audience cheered for this, only a burst of air-conditioning, and a pair of fearful and vigilant eyes.

Walking out of the gate, Yang Ming's eyes naturally fell on Hu Liena, seeing that he was doing well just now, but now he squatted on the ground, his hands clasped his shoulders, his body trembling slightly.

As he approached, Yang Ming frowned.

"Gluck... cold... so cold..."

Hu Liena's teeth trembled up and down, her pretty face turned pale.

Hu Liena could no longer suppress the bloody breath in the body, and now began to disturb the physiology, causing the body temperature to drop sharply.

This situation, in the original work, seems to have never seen it?

Yang Ming secretly wondered whether it was his appearance that caused the butterfly effect, and the city of killing had undergone a change he didn't know about?

With all kinds of guesses in mind, Yang Ming took out a thick coat from Youhaina Ring and put it on Hu Liena, while a princess hugged her and took her to the hotel room where he lived.

"Coco......" Hu Liena's teeth trembled and said: "Yang Ming, can you help me?"

"Have."

Before a smile appeared on Hu Liena's face, Yang Ming continued to say:

"But you have to take off your clothes first."

Hu Liena: "???"

What kind of treatment is this?

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Don't think about it, it's just a normal course of treatment, really, don't lie to you!