: Five hundred and thirty-two. I'm in a hurry.

(Two more)
"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 she first came here, Hu Liena's expression was more intense and cold, and her body and even his body released a thick breath.
Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel.
This kind of negative evaluation shouldn't have fallen on a young girl who was innocent and romantic, but at this moment, it was 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 breath 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 persevere until now by relying only on strong perseverance and perseverance.
Unfortunately, when Hu Liena decided to follow the example of Yang Ming and participate in the 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 the 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 asked Yang Ming for help!
It is conceivable that Hu Liena has reached a precarious point.
Eyes are the windows of the human soul. 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 of his hand 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 calmly.
Hu Liena turned her back to Yang Ming, she didn't know why, she felt as sweet as eating candied dates, and her mouth was slightly tilted 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.
Just standing there, he was like a needle of the sea, and like a 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 battles in the killing field, and he has got a nickname here: God of War.
God of War means invincible wars!
At first, many people dismissed the nickname Yang Ming, and even wanted to step on his body to make a name.
But those people have long since become the souls of Yang Mingjian, and the grass on the tomb is now five feet high.
In the field, nine murderers entered one after another.
These nine murderers are not strong enough. After all, there are very few opponents who can match Yang Ming in the number of games. 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 just 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, 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 launched an attack on Yang Ming.
Acupuncture, poisonous, axe blade, knife cut, raging fire...
All sorts of methods 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 killing field without looking back.
Sitting on the stage, no audience cheered for it, only the sound of inhaling air-conditioning, and pairs 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 with his hands around his shoulders, his body trembling slightly.
As he approached, Yang Ming frowned.
"Gluck... cold... so cold..."
Hu Liena's teeth trembled and her pretty face turned pale.
Hu Liena could no longer suppress the breath in the body, and now began to disorder his physiology, causing the body temperature to drop sharply.
This situation seems to have never been seen in the original ~EbookFREE.me~?
Yang Ming secretly suspected, could it be his own appearance that caused the butterfly effect, and that the City of Killing had undergone changes he didn't know about?
With all kinds of speculations, 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 Hu Liena had a smile on her 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!