God-level Punishment System

"Wang Haochen, let me go down, don't fight..." In the air, on Bai Yu's back, Qing Yan was crying and crying towards the bottom of the earth.

Bai Yu didn't get Wang Haochen's order, flapped his wings, and kept floating in the sky over a hundred meters high.

Wang Haochen looked up, covered in blood, and smiled reluctantly.

"Although we haven't known each other for a long time, but I regard you as a friend, bloodshed is better for us men." Wang Haochen staggered, but his face was still smiling.

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At this moment, the two remaining men in black robes suddenly rushed forward, and two short knives slashed towards Wang Haochen.

Wang Haochen's figure condensed slightly, and he barely stood still, his arms slightly raised, and a white light radiated from his fist, which had already condensed a strong vitality.

Two men in black robes, one attacked Wang Haochen's chest and the other attacked his throat.

Wang Haochen leaned back slightly, avoiding the stroke of his throat. He was seriously injured and inconvenient. The knife on his chest was no longer able to escape. The pitch-black scimitar penetrated through his chest and penetrated deeply into Wang Haochen's chest. .

Wang Haochen's eyes turned black from time to time, but his fist still blasted out without hesitation.

"boom!"

The man in black threw it away, and the scimitar in his hand opened a terrifying wound on Wang Haochen's chest, and blood spurted out like an opening gate.

Wang Haochen opened his mouth to take a greedily breath of air and gasped, but before he could stabilize his figure, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the only black-robed man wielded a short knife and rushed forward.

As soon as Wang Haochen turned his head, the short knife was inserted, deeply inserted from his collarbone, Wang Haochen took a sharp breath, let out an angry roar, held the arm holding the knife with one hand, and pushed the rest of the body with the other. All of his Yuan Li gathered into his fists, and the two were close at hand, their eyes facing each other, the fierce color in Wang Haochen's eyes, even the black-robed man, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"boom!"

The black-robed man bowed high, and then slumped down softly.

"Huh" Wang Haochen shook his hands, stretched out the short knife on his shoulders, and walked towards the black robe man who had been severely injured but had not yet died.

"Puff!"

Wiped his throat.

"Bai Yu..." Wang Haochen only had a time to call Bai Yu, his consciousness could no longer be supported, and the raging darkness from all directions instantly drowned his consciousness.

"The host loses consciousness, the penalty system is activated in its autonomous mode, and the host's body is scanned... and treatment begins..."

In the darkness, Wang Haochen seemed to hear a very distant voice, which came vaguely.

Drifting, swaying like a wisp of smoke, no thinking, no time, no light...like it has been in the darkness for thousands of years, ignorant and ignorant.

At last there was a ray of light in the boundless darkness.

The sleepy consciousness instinctively fluttered towards the light and moved closer.

"pain!"

The ray of consciousness entered the light, and the only feeling was that it slapped fiercely towards the ray of consciousness, and almost shot the ray of consciousness directly away.

After struggling to block the pain that came from the tsunami-like flapping, countless memories burst out of that strand of consciousness.

I am Wang Haochen!

I came across from the earth, I am a disciple of Hewei City!

Fighting to the death of five black-robed men, I was seriously injured!

...

Countless memories are coming, making that weak consciousness almost unbearable.

"Hmm..." Wang Haochen's consciousness, instinctively snorted.

"Are you awake?" A voice of surprise, with a hint of crying, sounded in the ear, clearly spreading into Wang Haochen's consciousness.

Wang Haochen wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but if his eyelids were too heavy, his consciousness was so weak that he couldn't support him to open his eyelids.

"Unexpectedly, I should be so good at it!" Wang Haochen smiled bitterly, "I am offending someone, so I will get such a troublesome spirit..."

The five black-robed men were clearly aimed at Qingyan, but since he has taken action now, and killed all those black-robed men, he has completely offended the other party, and he will have trouble in the future.

"Wang Haochen, wake up, wake up..." Wang Haochen could feel his body being shaken, "It's all my fault, it's me who is tired..."

Wang Haochen felt that someone was lying beside him and heard her sobbing in a low voice.

"Sister, you know that I can’t live long, why do you want to kill me and inflict others? I have been with my father, and I don’t want to fight with you. Why do you want to kill me? You can’t let me live. Has this last period of time passed?" Qingyan cried with her headache, her voice sad and extremely sad.

sister?

The one who is going to kill him is her sister?

Wang Haochen's consciousness froze for an instant. He thought that the greatest possibility was the opponent of the Qingyan family, but he didn't expect it to be her sister.

"You and I have the same disease..." Wang Haochen sighed faintly when he thought of the matter that the lady and Wang Shixuan had been killing him.

Father!

Wang Haochen suddenly reacted, his consciousness jumped.

"His father is one of the Seven Kings?" Wang Haochen felt that this world was really so dreamy that he couldn't believe it.

Who could have imagined that a sick girl next to him could be so noble.

"This is Wuzhou, then she is probably the daughter of King Wu, but King Wu seems to be surnamed Shang, and among the Seven Kings, no one is surnamed Qing, right?" Wang Haochen was a little surprised.

"Listening to what she meant, she didn't seem to be able to live long. I don't know why?" Wang Haochen shook his head secretly.

Qingyan's status is so noble, but this fate does not seem to be too good.

"Wait later, see if there is a chance to help her!" Wang Haochen secretly said in his heart.

During the time he spent with Qingyan, Wang Haochen still had some good feelings about this sick girl, at least not bad, but his personality was a little weak and some thoughts were very real.

"I don't want to fight with you. You don't want to see me. Just follow me. I will leave. Why do you want to kill..." Qing Yan was still crying sadly.

Wang Haochen's consciousness sank into the punishment system and wanted to recover his injuries as soon as possible, otherwise he would delay the selection of Wang Jiazutang disciples, and he would really have nowhere to complain.

But when his consciousness entered the penalty system, he found that the penalty system had consumed a large amount of penalties and was recovering his injuries.

"It can still be like this..." Wang Haochen gradually understood the vaguely heard voice before he became unconscious.

It is estimated that after he loses consciousness, the penalty system will operate autonomously.

"That seems to be nothing to me!" Wang Haochen smiled bitterly, and then continued to listen to Qing Yan's sad crying.

From Qingyan's cry, Wang Haochen really knew a lot of things, and even guessed it, and probably linked Qingyan's affairs together.

Qingyan seems to be terminally ill since she was a child, but because she is often tortured by illnesses, many alchemists and pharmacists in her palace are familiar with them, and gradually began to like this aspect. She hoped that she could take care of herself. Secondly, she also wants to use what she has learned to save some people who are also suffering from illness.

There are countless pharmacopoeias in the palace, which really made her learn something.

She began to use her pharmacist's ability to rescue the wounds of his father's soldiers. She had no intention of cutting the willow, but she was supported by many soldiers in the army, but because of this, she brought disasters.

His father and the king had no children in his life, only her and her sister two daughters, but Qingyan was sick and weak since childhood, so his father and queen loved her extraordinarily, and was jealous of her sister. If so, it still matters. Not big, anyway, Qingyan won't live long, and her sister won't be too much.

But the problem lies with an order from her father.

Her father recruited soldiers and announced publicly that his throne would not be passed on to his two daughters, but to his grandson, the son of their two sisters.

At this time, Qingyan was already in the army and was supported by many soldiers. Moreover, Qingyan did not hesitate to treasure treasures at the expense of his father, queen and mother, let Qingyan survive the death again and again, and kept alive, let her My sister finally couldn't sit still.

Her sister is afraid that Qingyan will last another year and a half. If she gets married by the father and the king, leaving one and a half daughters behind, it will be a big threat to her sister.

Therefore, her sister was murderous.

But her sister had always been secretly shooting, but she did not expect to send her own guards this time, which was already desperate.

Hearing this, Wang Haochen felt almost the same, and he was weak in consciousness and a little sleepy, and gradually fell asleep.

He slept so deeply, when he woke up, Wang Haochen only felt that his stomach was hungry and his mouth was dry!

The body pain has recovered a lot, but the punishment system seems to have stopped recovering from the injury, Wang Haochen's consciousness swept away in the punishment system, and he was a little dazed.

The penalty on him has been cleared again!

After upgrading the Dark Profound Fist Technique, after spending 2,500 penalty points, he still has more than 300 penalty points on his body, all of which are consumed, and he has not fully recovered from his injuries.

"How heavy is my injury?" Wang Haochen felt cold.

If it were not for the penalty system, Wang Haochen estimated that he was already dead.

He was too hungry. After Wang Haochen was slightly shocked, he opened his eyes and sat up after turning over. Although his injury had not fully recovered, it did not affect his activities. It was just that the wounds on his body still looked terrifying.

"Hmm..." Wang Haochen moved, and the tired Qingyan who was sleeping beside him was suddenly awakened, rubbing his red eyes and looking up.

"Ah!" Seeing Wang Haochen had already sat up, Qing Yan let out a cry of excitement, her face instantly showing a strong expression of excitement, "You're awake!"

"Your support is so heavy, I thought you would never wake up again..." Tears filled the swollen blue eyes.

"Why, hurry up, do you have anything to eat?" Wang Haochen was really hungry.

"Oh!" Qing Yan waved away the tears from her eyes, and said quickly: "Yingying..."

Qingyan searched for a while, but in the end only found a few pieces of cakes from the space treasure, and suddenly became a little nervous.

"This is the only thing left." Qing Yan said with a low head.

"You can eat it!" With green light in his eyes, Wang Haochen snatched the pieces of cakes from Qingyan's hands, and gorged them into his mouth, "Uh...hhh...is there any water?"

Wang Haochen stuffed the pastry into his mouth with both hands, swallowing hard, and said vaguely.

"Yes, there are many!" Qing Yan stretched out her palm, and a delicate silver water bottle appeared in her hand.

Wang Haochen was not in the mood to appreciate the exquisite kettle, unplugged the kettle, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

"How long did I sleep?" Wang Haochen asked, taking the time to breathe.

"Four!" Qingyan was by the side, looking at Wang Haochen's devouring and gulping, she was a little surprised.

He was injured so badly, how could it be healed in a blink of an eye? There is a bit of heavy support here and there, wouldn't he intentionally scare me earlier?

The way Wang Haochen was, made Qing Yan a little surprised.

"Cough, cough...poof!" Wang Haochen took a sip of water and squirted it out, coughing violently, "how much is it?"

But he managed to hold on and asked Qingyan again.

"Ah, you are coughing up blood again!" Qing Yan exclaimed, and quickly said: "You lie down and rest, don't move!"

"Just breathe a fart, hurry up, let's go right away!" Wang Haochen was lying on a boulder with thick felt under him and a thin quilt. He lifted the quilt and jumped off his leg. ground.

They were in a cave. The light was slightly dark, but it had no effect on Wang Haochen. He pulled Qingyan and ran out of the cave. He felt that Bai Yu was outside the cave.

"You are still hurt..." Qing Yan was dragged by Wang Haochen, followed behind her staggeringly, still shouting.

(End of this chapter)