My Dark Soul System

Zhou Hang turned his head to look at Yabang, and said to Li Yuan, "I’m fine now, you go and look after Yabang!"

The deeper his breath, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"Lil Darkie, can you save Yabang?"

"Ding! Rescue outsiders will consume ten times the soul energy of the system, and it will consume 500 points of soul energy."

Zhou Hang clicked on the treasure chest panel and saw that the soul energy points above were only less than one hundred points.

"Can you save your life? It doesn't need to be cured all at once!"

Nor can it be cured all at once, otherwise how would other people perceive this strange phenomenon. Although I don't know that I did it myself, the way of exposing the system is undoubtedly stupid.

It's okay to save his life and go directly to Black Horn for treatment. This situation only shows that Yabang's life is serious, not a miracle.

You will do wonders to the people in Star Sea, aren't you courting death! Anyone can guess that you have treasure, okay!

"Ding! Consumes 60 points of soul energy and stays alive for two hours!"

Zhou Hang gave a sigh of relief, it just works. His soul energy will be used up and there is not enough inventory.

However, the source of soul energy is too wicked, and he is also impossible to collect it through murder. As a result, the growth of soul energy has been very slow. He can only rely on the fighting in Black Horn to kill a few people from time to time.

The situation is very urgent. It seems that so many things have happened in a long time, and both parties are completely unprepared.

The beard of the Mercenary Group of Iron Tiger is the one who most wants to smash the pretty boy. The original contradiction is not too big, as long as the mistake is confessed happily.

It is estimated that there will be some blood, and some star coins will be paid.

But with the shot of the pretty boy, the idea of ​​reconciliation between the two parties was lost.

Seeing the boy with strange black stripes on his skin get up, beard feels uneasy.

Pretty boy was restrained by other people in the mercenary group of Iron Tiger. Everyone didn’t expect that he would suddenly grab the laser gun and attack the opposite side, especially the brawny man holding the laser, staring badly at him. Looking at the pretty boy, for fear that he will go crazy again.

A little black mist emerged from Huangen's body, like black sand, condensed into granular shapes. The black sand gradually increased and filled his body.

Beard smiled bitterly and wanted to explain, but the chill in his heart suddenly increased, and the boy in the black sand in front of him disappeared in front of him without a trace.

"pu chi!"

A sprinkle of blood was sprayed on everyone in the mercenary group. They were horrified to find that a pretty boy with a crazy face had a crack in his neck that was opened by arterial blood. , The blood is sprayed like water without money.

Everyone quickly evacuated from his side, and their unsupported bodies fell directly to the ground.

Looking back again, the boy stood there again, as if he hadn't moved.

People in the mercenary group swallowed subconsciously, and couldn't help but think that if they were themselves, they could block this throat cut.

The phantom within both eyes is filled with the special pattern of pitch black and mixed silver. A black dagger in his hand is dripping blood slowly. Under the gaze of his strange pupils, the mercenary group feels like a saber on the skin. Roam.

Beard was terrified, and his shrinking heart trembled again, and he stammered: "This has nothing to do with us, it's all his own opinions. We are also wronged."

Fantasy hadn't spoken yet, but a crowd of people sprang out of the club, wearing special uniforms, who turned out to be members of the Martial Dao club.

The club Martial Artist directly enclosed the two parties and separated them. A Martial Artist walked out of the passage and looked at the mess in the hall and the real blood-sprayed corpse, frowned.

Wang Tong looked at the blood stains on the ground with disgust. He has a habit of cleanliness and is the least dirty, but now the hall is messed up, and he can only deal with it with disgust.

Standing on tiptoes, walked through the air above the blood, and came to the two sides.

"It's true that Martial Dao club does not allow indoor fighting. We should have notified."

Wang Tong said to Huan Gen, this young boy is such a baleful aura, especially this one. Where do you seem to have seen it?

Zhou Hang barely got up and came to Huan Gen. Wang Tong glanced at the big scar on his stomach, and looked at Yabang's wound lying on the ground, his eyes were even more weird.

Li Yuan is taking care of Yabang, with the secret help of the system, he also relaxes and doesn't worry anymore. Although Yabang would suffer some crime, his life was saved.

"Sir, they did it first," Zhou Hang pointed to the wound on his stomach and the door inlaid on the wall, "We are just passively fighting back."

The man was able to Standing out of thin air, the strength has got rid of the gravity of the planet, involving the use of the Heaven and Earth Rule.

At the very least, a man has the strength of a star realm. Zhou Hang dare not impudent in front of him, who knows if Black Horn's identity can cover their lives.

Especially when they came out, they changed into Black Horn's clothes, otherwise it would be too conspicuous in Geda Star, no matter where they are.

Li Yuan also sensed that Yabang's injury had stabilized, no longer worsened, and his breathing became stable. Relieved, he was also watching everyone in the field.

Wang Tong recruited the staff at the counter, and after inquiring, he said to the people of the Mercenary Group: "If you break the rules, you will be punished. Take them directly and let your team leader come. Take people!"

Beard felt desperate, damn it, he was going to be killed by Bai Liang. Bai Liang was the dead pretty boy, who had harmed a few of them, but the ones who died were light.

Even if they were their heads, they didn't dare to put on airs before the Martial Dao Club. After going back, it is estimated that the head of the delegation will be punished.

Wang Tong waved his hand. Several people used to help Yabang up, which aroused Li Yuan's excitement.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Tong smiled and said to him: "Your companion was injured too badly. Although it has stabilized now, if it is not treated in time, there will still be It's dangerous, even endangering Martial Dao."

Li Yuan hesitated, looked at Zhou Hang and imagined them. After seeing them nodded, he let them go to support Yabang.

"Does this gentleman also receive treatment? I think your physical injury is quite serious!" Wang Tong smiled and said to Zhou Hang, looking at his body like a crazy researcher.

Zhou Hang shivered subconsciously, and quickly thanked him, saying that it was unnecessary. Azure Dragon's physical existence is too abnormal, and he subconsciously doesn't want to be exposed. Even the pseudo-Innate Physique was measured when Azure Dragon was first formed.

He guessed that the current physique should be beyond the level of pseudo-Innate Physique. But depending on the degree of recovery and tenaciousness, it has exceeded the usual Innate Physique quality.

The physical physique can be faked, but the data cannot be faked. If Black Horn finds out that his physique has evolved, the disaster will be hard to imagine.

Who knows the details of this club, if it is one of Hei Jing's unknown industries, then he is not bad.

It was a pity that Wang Tong led Yabang to the back, and Zhou Hang followed in. There is a good medical system here, after all, Martial Dao cultivation will always cause damage.

The medical cabin of science and technology can check the body data comprehensively, even the clogged blood vessels of some small blood vessels can be seen clearly.

Martial Artist's response to the body is a general experience, muscle strength and physical condition are both vague. However, the medical system can clearly display the data, without any omissions.