Zhao Xuan and Tang Hao stared at each other in silence, while Tang San sat aside with helplessness on his face.
The waiters stood behind the counter with smiles that were uglier than tears, praying in their hearts that these uncles would get out of here.
Tang Hao picked up the wine and took a sip, smacked his lips, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Xuan, and asked: "What are you doing here?"
Zhao Xuan curled his lips: "Why tell you."
Tang Hao glanced at Zhao Xuan, and then said to the waiter at the bar: "Bring him a special drink."
The waiter was startled, then hurriedly replied: "Okay, okay."
Not long after, the waiter tremblingly brought a glass to Zhao Xuan's table. A dark, sticky red substance rippled slightly in the transparent glass.
"What is this?" Zhao Xuan frowned, took it and asked a little strangely.
"You will know after you try it." Tang Hao continued to drink, but encouraged him with interest.
Zhao Xuan glanced at him suspiciously, then took the cup and sniffed it between his nose, then frowned.
Perhaps the smell of this stuff was too weak or simply tasteless. Zhao Xuan couldn't smell anything under the smell of blood in the room.
Tang San, who was standing behind Zhao Xuan, hesitated to speak when he saw this, but Tang Hao gave him an indifferent look. He stopped what he was doing, his throat trembling slightly. Tang San could only pray that Zhao Xuan knew what was going on.
Give him a happy ending after the truth.
Zhao Xuan hesitated for a moment, always feeling that there was something weird in it, but looking at Tang Hao's playful eyes, Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes, then put the cup to his lips, stretched out his tongue and licked it gently.
In the mouth, it is slightly astringent, slightly fishy, and feels a bit familiar.
Zhao Xuan was wondering, and suddenly he felt Tang Hao leaving beside him, and his distant voice came slowly: "No matter what your purpose is, kid, after drinking this thing, you may have a deep and practical understanding of the City of Killing."
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Zhao Xuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the corpse in the tavern, or rather the thick blood flowing from underneath the corpse.
He turned to look at the trembling waiters behind the counter and asked coldly: "What is this?"
"Blood...Bloody Mary." The waiter replied tremblingly.
"That is... human blood."
Tang San's helpless voice came from behind.
"Clang!"
The cup filled with Bloody Mary fell to the ground, and the thick and smelly blood flowed all over the ground, perfectly overlapping with the blood on the ground.
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A long, narrow and deep corridor is surrounded by cold, hard and slightly moist rocks, and is filled with endless darkness, as if light has disappeared here.
Deep in the corridor, a chilly wind kept coming. This place should have been a scary place, but it was completely devoid of atmosphere because of two people.
"It's not that I don't want to say it. Didn't you see the look in my dad's eyes just now? It was very scary."
"I'm afraid you want me to try the taste of human blood like you."
Zhao Xuan glared at Tang San under his arm angrily.
Zhao Xuan clamped Tang San's head under his arm, suffocating him until his face turned red. Because the force was too great, Tang San struggled ineffectively, and finally died because he couldn't breathe...
Of course, the above are purely irreversible results. In fact, Zhao Xuan let him go after Tang San begged for mercy.
"Bah! Bah!"
Zhao Xuan spat into the ground. Although he was only contaminated with a little Bloody Mary, it still seemed that there was a smell of blood in his mouth.
Seeing his appearance, Tang San's face was also a little pale, and he also had the desire to retching in his heart. You must know that Zhao Xuan was only contaminated a little, but he drank a whole glass.
"It's really evil."
After vomiting a few times, Zhao Xuan felt a lot better. He had never drank human blood before, and his mouth was full of astringency when he accidentally broke his skin. However, other people's blood is different from his own, if nothing else.
, it is difficult to overcome this hurdle in my heart.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the front: "Welcome to the city of killing. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, and the price is yours.
life."
The two of them were startled, looked at each other, and then walked forward, reaching the deepest part of the corridor.
In the deepest part of the corridor, there is nothing else but a somewhat illusory light curtain.
Tang San looked surprised, but Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes: "Secret realm?"
He did not expect that this killing city was actually built in a secret realm, and the sound just now seemed to come from inside.
When Tang San was still surprised, Zhao Xuan grabbed him and stepped inside.
"Hey, wait a minute..."
In the blink of an eye, the world changed, and the two of them suddenly came to a huge space. There was a faint light in the space, but they didn't know where it came from, and it looked very dim.
In front of them, there was a group of knights in black armor waiting for a long time. They stood there quietly without any sound or movement. They were like sculptures or like pieces of ten thousand years of mysterious ice, exuding
With a cold breath.
"You broke the rules."
The one who spoke was the knight standing at the front. The knights behind him lined up neatly without any movement.
Zhao Xuan had a thought in his mind, and then his heart condensed slightly. He suddenly looked at his arms and murmured strangely: "The soul power is restricted?"
"Um?"
When Tang San heard this, he felt it silently, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
The knight on the opposite side frowned under his dark helmet, and he thought to himself: "Are these two young men who don't know the heights of the world?"
He deliberately stirred up his own soul power to attract their attention.
Then he said in a cold voice: "Those who do not follow the rules, there are two ways, either defeat me or be killed by me."
Zhao Xuan curled his lips, looked at him with interest and said, "I can't kill you."
The knight fell silent, as if he was dazed, and then he said in a lamenting tone: "It's ridiculous."
Zhao Xuan glanced at him and then made a cut. The knight hidden in the armor in front of him was only a fifty-level soul king. He could slap him to death even without using his soul power.
He immediately lost interest and took out a pitch black token from the soul guide with a word "kill" as bright red as blood on it. This was something given to him by the great-grandfather of the Dai family before leaving.
"I don't break the rules, but the guy next to me did. If you can, just kill him."
Zhao Xuan waved the token on his hand, and then pointed at Tang San beside him. The knight's eyes hidden under the helmet wrinkled slightly, and then his eyes fell on Tang San.
Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan in a daze, and was speechless for a moment.
It's like two friends who made an appointment to download a dungeon together, but when they first entered the dungeon, he said that I have a pass, and you have to undergo multiple checks.