Noisy sounds could be heard in the distance, excited roars, curses, and cheers.
"Welcome the four of you to the Shura Fighting Arena!"
Suddenly, a enchanting and charming voice suddenly came from inside.
As this person came closer, the alluring fragrance became stronger and stronger. Murong Yin raised his eyebrows slightly. This is a charm technique that the receptionist of the Shura Fighting Arena would not be able to practice.
When people came to Murong Yin, they became more determined in their thoughts.
A woman who can charm.
Murong Yin looked back at his companions, especially Yun Jinshu, who was the weakest here and could easily be affected by charms.
As a result, Murong Yin saw Yun Jinshu muttering to Feng Lie and didn't know what he was talking about. She was not attracted at all and twitched the corner of her mouth. She was worried in vain.
"Hello fellow cultivators, I am one of the messengers of the Shura Fighting Field, named Mei Niang, and I am responsible for receiving you. Everyone who enters the fighting field needs to pay one hundred high-grade spiritual stones in advance." The woman raised her lips seductively and looked towards
Several people exchanged glances.
Seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask twitched crazily. If it weren't for the sudden fluctuation of his consciousness, Murong Yin would have really suspected that this person had fallen in love with one of them.
He took out four hundred spiritual stones and handed them to the woman. The woman looked at Murong Yin's clear eyes with deep meaning and did not dare to make any unnecessary moves. She turned around and led the four of them into the fighting arena.
"The Shura Fighting Arena is divided into four levels. Each level has ten fighting arenas. The lower the level, the higher the level. If you want to watch the game, then the entrance spirit stone for the first level is 100, and the second level is 200.
The third level is 400, and the fourth level is 1,600.
If you want to participate, the contestants need to start from the first level, and must win hundreds of battles at each level before they can advance to the next level."
"If the fourth game reaches 100 games, can we leave?" Murong Yin asked casually.
Hearing this, Mei Niang smiled delicately: "Young Master, you can leave the Shura Fighting Arena at any time if you want."
She raised her eyebrows slightly. Is it that simple?
"As long as you are not afraid of being chased by the knights of Shura City."
"Oh?" Murong Yin sneered and raised her lips: "In other words, as long as you become a fighter in Shura's fighting arena, you will never be able to leave him in this life?"
Mei Niang shook her head: "If you want to completely leave the Shura Fighting Arena, in addition to winning a hundred games, you also have to challenge one of the top ten guardians of the fighting arena!" Her red lips were slightly hooked, and she looked at the four people behind her meaningfully.
: "If you fail, you will leave your life here~"
Murong Yin remained calm on her face and continued to ask: "Do the fighters in the Shura Fighting Arena have to deal with their daily lives by themselves?"
"Of course not!" Mei Niang stretched out a white and tender catkin: "In the Shura Fighting Arena, the victorious fighter can enjoy a life like a god. Therefore, many fighters will eventually choose to stay in the fighting arena and live a life of immortality.
A life of death~"
Want to die?
Murong Yin sneered, her expectations for this fighting arena greatly reduced.
As they walked inside, Murong Yin and the others took a clear look at the layout of the fighting arena on the first floor.
Ten people surrounded by barbed wire fences were scattered around. At this time, a fight was going on below, and the surroundings were filled with people shouting and cheering.
He deflected his gaze, and when he noticed some rooms and the like, he quickly moved away, unable to hide his disgust in his eyes.
In the room where the aroma of rouge floated, obscene words and erotic words could not be heard. Some of them were even more bold, venting their animal desires in broad daylight.
This is hell for the fallen!
Although Mei Niang led the way, her strong mental power still allowed her to accurately capture the emotions they revealed. The corners of her lips were raised slightly, and her eyes were full of disdain and indifference.
Haha~, the fighters who have just entered are not arrogant, they will soon abandon everything and indulge in the wine and meat in the fighting arena!
He stopped in a wing and turned around.
His eyes fell nakedly on Yun Yi: "Master, this wing is yours."
She discovered that among the four people, this person had the best temperament and a tall and straight posture. Even if his face was covered with a mask and his cultivation could not be seen clearly, his aura of looking down on the world was unstoppable.
This is very similar to one of the people who came here not long ago.
Murong Yin's expression remained unchanged at the side, and she even took the initiative to give up her position and walked forward.
Yun Yi touched his nose and did not enter the wing. Instead, he followed Murong Yin, took two big steps, and held someone's hand.
The voice was transmitted secretly, and the voice was aggrieved: "Yin'er, that old woman always looks at me, she has nothing to do with me~, don't be angry and ignore me~"
Mei Niang: "..."
Murong Yin's mouth twitched wildly, she was really lifeless.
Moreover, you, a grown man, have been wronged like this. Are you sure you are the emperor who kills decisively?
When Feng Lie and Yun Jinshu saw this scene, they coughed in embarrassment and looked away.
Mei Niang was very surprised. She didn't expect that this man with extraordinary temperament turned out to be a man with cut sleeves!
After calming down, Mei Niang calmly arranged the rooms for the other three people, and left after explaining the rules for participating in the fight.
"Yin'er, can we share a room?"
As soon as Murong Yin cleared away some unsightly things in the house, Yun Yi came.
The deep voice was mixed with a hint of coquettishness.
Murong Yin's eyelids twitched and she was silent for a long time and said: "We are both men now, so two grown men sleep together, isn't it good?"
Yun Yi disagreed: "Didn't we sleep together in the inn before?"
With that said, he had already consciously made the bed.
Destroy all the quilts on the bed, take out a new quilt from the ring and lay it out.
After a simple wash, I took off my coat and shoes and consciously slept on the inside of the bed.
Lifting a corner of the quilt, he patted the bed with his slender hands and said, "Yin'er, come here~"
The rippling sound also had a twist.
Murong Yin held the tea cup and stared dumbfounded at Yun Yi, who was like a bed-warming fairy inviting her to sleep. She even forgot to swallow the tea in her mouth.
A moment of silence.
"Yin'er?"
Murong Yin: "Here we come."
After uttering two words briefly, Murong Yin put down the tea cup, washed up as calmly as possible, and walked to the bed as naturally as possible, just wanting to be reserved for a while.
A big hand came out from under the quilt and grasped her waist accurately. With a little force, Murong Yin fell firmly into the man's arms.
The fragrance of pinewood that filled her nose made Murong Yin feel dizzy and almost intoxicated.
For a moment, her body turned around and air came in. Just when Murong Yin wanted to open her eyes, she was showered with kisses.
A shy blush crept onto her cheeks, and Murong Yin bore it with all her heart.
I don't know how long it took, but there was not much air left in her chest. Just when Murong Yin felt like she was about to faint, the man finally let her go.
Heavy breathing sounds alternated between the two of them.
His purple eyes locked the beautiful face in front of him with expression, and after a moment, he placed a kiss on the woman's somewhat red and swollen lips.