NOVEL NEXT Chapter 2: Chapter 2 is about to be released, and the peak strength has arrived!
"I will leave the Slaughter City in three years. I, Qianmo, owe you, the Slaughter King, a favor!"
After Qianmo finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the King of Slaughter and turned to look at the little girl who was still crying. At this time, the King of Slaughter was sitting in the hall with an imperceptible smile on his face.
"Heroes are often tempted by beauty, and even a monster like you cannot avoid it."
The King of Slaughter placed his hopes on Qianmo. A six-year-old child entering the Slaughter City without anyone noticing was a problem in itself! Moreover, he noticed that Qianmo's spirit was very similar to that of a six-winged angel! Maybe it was the one sent by the Spirit Hall to train!
If he builds a good relationship with this guy now, will he refuse to help him when he can no longer suppress Tang Chen's consciousness in the future? This is also a backup plan he has left for himself!
Watching Qianmo and Yao Moyi leave, the King of Slaughter's expression did not change at all. He just tapped the dark red seat with his fingers, and his expression relaxed a little, which was rare.
On the other side, in the city of killing, at the door of a bloody villa.
"Clap!"
Qianmo gently pushed open the door, and the blood-red walls inside looked very depressing and daunting! Yao Moyi was still trembling all over and following closely behind Qianmo, not daring to make any uncomfortable moves.
"Come in with me."
Qianmo waved his hand and signaled Yao Moyi to follow him into the bloody villa.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut after Yao Moyi stepped into the villa, and Yao Moyi was so frightened by the sound that she curled up in the corner. She had heard about the Blood God, and she naturally worshipped him, but she knew better that in this city of slaughter, anyone who could win ninety-nine games in a row would definitely kill her!
Lord Blood God was remembered by the lunatics of the Slaughter City for his bloody brutality. Although she didn't know why Lord Blood God brought her back,...
"Come here little girl, sit next to me."
Qianmo calmly looked at the little girl who was curled up in the corner frightened by the noise just now, and a trace of pity arose in his heart.
He has been in this world for nine years, and he has killed countless people during this period! He never trusts anyone here! In these nine years, he has seen too much ugliness in human nature! People who were friends one second ago may fight for an item the next!
The reason why he dared to bring Yao Moyi back was that he used the Blood Angel Martial Spirit's unique slave mark to imprint it in Yao Moyi's sea of consciousness. He only needed a thought to turn the other party into ashes!
"Yes, yes! Lord Blood God."
Yao Moyi had calmed down by now, and his body no longer felt the trembling it had just felt.
"Da da da."
The brisk footsteps gradually came to the blood-red sofa where Qianmo was sitting, and his eyes were lowered as if he didn't dare to look directly into Qianmo's eyes.
"Name, martial spirit, level, where did you live before?"
Qianmo looked at Yao Moyi who was standing in front of him with a scrutinizing expression, as if waiting for the other party's response.
"Yao Moyi, Martial Soul Demon King Blood Dragon, Level 25, orphan, has been training under the Lord of Slaughter since he can remember."
Yao Moyi answered Qianmo's questions very seriously, and then closed his mouth after he finished speaking, for fear that Lord Blood God would find fault with him.
"Yes, Not Bad."
After hearing the little girl's answer, Qianmo nodded in satisfaction. In his opinion, if this template was placed outside, it would definitely be a genius that big forces would work hard to cultivate. However, in the City of Slaughter, it was just an item that could be discarded at any time!
After hearing Qianmo's answer, Yao Moyi's little hands were a little at a loss. It was not right to put them behind her back, nor was it right to put them in front of her.
"look into my eyes."
Qianmo raised his left hand and pinched Yao Moyi's little chin in a domineering manner. Her slightly flustered eyes were a little evasive when facing Qianmo's light red eyes. Looking at Yao Moyi's panic, Qianmo spoke in some confusion.
"Do I look that scary?"
Time flies, and three years have passed!
Douluo Continent, the City of Slaughter, in a blood-red villa, behind the crimson curtains.
A handsome young man with silver hair was still sleeping peacefully, and in his arms, a girl with a delicate face that might bring disaster to the country and the people was clinging tightly to his chest. On her delicate and flawless face, the blush full of shyness still did not fade after last night's madness.
That's right, these two people are Qianmo and Yao Moyi, but...
"嘤嘤."
At this moment, Yao Moyi slowly opened her beautiful big eyes, feeling his steady breathing. Her heart could not calm down for a long time.
Sucking in the charming body fragrance of Qianmo, she pressed her delicate body close to Qianmo's chest.
That's right, during those three years, she fell in love with Lord Blood God who had taken her in, and she was willing to give everything for him!
"The twelve-year agreement has been fulfilled. Welcome back His Highness the Little Demon King!! The Supreme Demon King System is officially open!" "The mission rewards are being distributed!"
An electronic voice came from Qianmo's mind! The next moment, Qianmo opened his light red eyes.
Feeling the warmth in his arms, he couldn't help but hug Yao Moyi tightly. At this moment, he was undoubtedly very excited. From now on, except for the gods, everyone else would be trampled under his feet!
At this moment, Yao Moyi felt this strong embrace, and blushes instantly rose on her little face!
Qianmo's soul power becomes stronger and stronger with the infusion of the system!
The soul power that had originally reached the peak of level 50 was now soaring!
He broke through level 60 in an instant!
Level sixty-five!
The peak of level sixty-nine!
Level ninety!
Level ninety-five!
Level ninety-six!
Level ninety-seven!
Level ninety-eight!
Level ninety-nine!
The peak of level ninety-nine!
At this point, Qianmo's soul power remained at the peak of level ninety-nine! He was only one step away from becoming a god!
"The power is being automatically integrated and has been perfectly integrated into the host."
"The soul ring will automatically be replaced with the ultimate soul ring that the host can bear. Countdown one minute!"
"59 seconds!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"Soul ring fusion is complete!"
[Host: Qianmo
Level: Ninety-nine Great Perfection Pseudo-God Level!
Title: Unnamed
Items: None
Dependent: Yao Moyi (favorability 100%)
Cultivation method: None
Martial arts: None
Comprehensive evaluation: The real little devil]
Qianmo felt the explosive power in his body at this moment, and he was very excited! From now on, he could really let the sky be high and the birds fly freely!
What son of destiny, Tang San, is nothing but a piece of shit! If he makes me unhappy, I will kill him!
"The latest mission has been released: Capture the goddess-level character Xiao Wu. Reward: Super God-level martial spirit, Xiaoyao Divine Spear!"
Come on
(End of this chapter)
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