My sign-in life in Douluo

Chapter 110 The Road to Kill God Begins

"Xiaosan, then I'll leave this crystal to you. Please give it to the cheap old man." Jiang Siming said solemnly. After thinking about it again and again, he decided not to go back until he regained his appearance. After all, Jiang Siming's current appearance is indeed very... Has impact.

"Brother Siming!" Tang San's emotions fluctuated a bit as he spoke. The scene in the Spirit Hall came to mind again. Recalling the feeling of being protected but helpless, Tang San clenched his fists.

"Xiao San, the eternal principle of success and defeat is eternal. You must not have obsessions in your heart. It is easy to become a demon." Jiang Siming patted Tang San on the shoulder. There are so many right and wrong in this world, only Who is strong and who is weak.

The rules are made by the strong, just like the killing city in front of you. Whoever is strong is the king.

"Brother Siming, I understand." Tang San looked at Jiang Siming with sincere eyes and said.

"Okay! Don't look at me like that. It feels weird. By the way, you've become really good now! You can almost catch up with me in my style!" Jiang Siming shamelessly touched his skull face. .There are some benefits to being like this. At least bragging won't make you blush.

"Just average." Tang San scratched his head in embarrassment, but he was obviously very satisfied with his current appearance.Heart of beauty in everyone.

"You're said to be fat, but you're still out of breath!" Jiang Siming, who was in a state of shock, kept shouting in pain.

After a rough fight, the two sat down at attention.

"Brother Siming, before you came, I met someone." Tang San's face was a little gloomy.

"You mean Hu Liena, right?" Jiang Siming said nonchalantly.

"Brother Siming, you don't have any friends like this!" Tang San really admired the way Jiang Siming in front of him seemed to know everything.

Feeling Tang San's admiring gaze, Jiang Siming secretly rejoiced, "Can I tell you, have I seen Douluo Continent?"

...

In the following days, Jiang Siming and Tang San took turns attending the Hell Field.

Due to the appearance of Jiang Siming, Tang San progressed much faster than in the original work.

The two of them now, Jiang Siming has completed 91 consecutive victories, while Tang San has completed 93 consecutive victories.The legend of the Red and White Butler is also spread in Hell.

Hu Lina, who came in earlier than Tang San, only had 73 victories, and was also titled the Messenger of Hell.

Jiang Siming's 92nd game.

As the last head fell to the ground, screams and shouts erupted again.

"Red Butler, Red Butler..."

Incessantly.

Jiang Siming ignored these crazy scum and left the hell field alone.

"We ordinary people..." Jiang Siming was in no hurry. Wherever he passed, the crowds stayed away.

Red Butler, leave no living things within three meters.

However, a black figure broke the three-meter taboo.

"Oh! What do you want from me?" Jiang Siming looked at the girl in black gauze in front of him and couldn't help but rub his hands.

"You're mean!" The girl in black gauze glared at Jiang Siming with hatred.

"Follow me!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Jiang Siming narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to think.

Then he walked in the opposite direction without looking back.

Just kidding, wouldn’t it be too shameful to go with you if you asked me to?

With a bit of cold light, a sharp black sickle stood above Jiang Siming's head.

However, Jiang Siming, who sensed all this, did not stop at all and continued to walk forward on his own.

Jiang Siming could probably guess that the girl in black gauze was looking for him, either because she fell in love with him, or because the king of killing was looking for him.

Although Jiang Siming doesn't think he is very attractive, he still believes in the latter.

If you act too obedient, it will make the other party act unscrupulously.

"Are you going to follow me or not?" A cold voice echoed in Jiang Siming's ears.

"Girl! Are you too confident?" A hint of coldness flashed in Jiang Siming's eyes, and the sword energy in the sky suddenly burst out, knocking the black sickle above his head away, and slapped the black gauze girl on the lovely face with his backhand. There was no trace of pity at all.

"You!" A trace of blood stained the veiled gauze, and the girl in black gauze looked in disbelief. As the envoy of the aloof King of Slaughter, he was bullied like this twice by the same person.

"You really think that I don't dare to kill you! It's better to let him come in person!" Jiang Siming said domineeringly, turning around and ignoring the girl in black gauze.

Looking at Jiang Siming's retreating back, the girl in black gauze turned from shock to anger. The black sickle harvested the lives one after another around her. The overwhelming screams and the wanton pouring of blood made everyone watching. fell into madness.

This is a perverted city!

There is no night in the killing city, only endless bloody carnival.

Jiang Siming returned to his residence and squatted silently in the corner smoking a cigarette.

"Are you looking for me?" Jiang Siming said lightly, extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, as if he was talking to the air.

"What is your purpose?" The gloomy voice seemed to have no source, echoing around Jiang Siming.

"I'm within the rules now." Jiang Siming replied without fear, and lit another one.

"I can feel the murderous aura in your body. I'm afraid you have killed more people than you in the entire killing city combined. Why go through the road of the God of Killing again!" asked a sinister voice.

Jiang Siming is not that kind of vicious person, so the only purpose of coming here must be to obtain the God of Killing Domain.However, Jiang Siming has the heart to kill and does not need the God of Killing Domain at all, which also makes the King of Killing very confused.

"You care about me? These are the rules, rules made by the strong. It's a pity that you are not the one who made the rules!" Jiang Siming said coldly, with a hint of disdain.

The reason why Jiang Siming dares to be so arrogant is because the King of Slaughter must abide by the rules of the Slaughter City, and he is a person within the rule system.

"Hahaha! Very good! I just want to see if you can pass the road to kill the god!" The sinister voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

Jiang Siming stood up and patted his legs, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

The system just prompted me to feel a high-quality energy, which should come from the King of Slaughter.

"Tang Chen! It's really a pity that such a strong person was lost here!" Jiang Siming sighed.This is why Jiang Siming reminded Tang San not to have too deep obsessions. Tang Chen's obsession with becoming a god was too strong, so he was seduced by the Nine-Headed Bat King.

As Douluo Yi, the only Ultimate Douluo who has reached level 99 with his own accumulation, his talent is definitely higher than the other two Extreme Douluo, but now he has become a puppet-like existence, which is really disappointing.

...

When the last man in the hell field fell, the victory was finally achieved, accompanied by the shouts and screams of the day.

The always-mysterious King of Slaughter finally showed up.

"Congratulations! You two have successfully achieved [-] wins! You two can..." the King of Slaughter said grimly.

"No need! Let's start the road to kill the God!" Jiang Siming said without any politeness.

The King of Slaughter was not angry when he was interrupted. Instead, he smiled strangely, and his two sharp fangs looked extremely cautious.

"What about you?" The Slaughter King looked at Tang San beside him strangely.

Tang San also showed no fear at all, his eyes flashed with a chilling aura.

"I hope you won't regret it!" Accompanied by the gloomy voice of the King of Slaughter, the audience shouted for a while, their heads fell to the ground, and their blood gathered in the center of the taboo stage, as if they had gathered into a huge bloody bat.

"The road to the God of Killing! Open, you two, please!" The King of Killing smiled strangely again.