Chapter 107 You dare to be a hooligan, the capital of slaughter
Half an hour later, a man and an orangutan were lying next to the lake.
"Brother, I was wrong!" Jiang Siming's face was swollen like a big red doll.
Er Ming punched his chest with some pride, but his huge arms and chest were full of sword marks, and oozed bright red. A large piece of hair on his chest was shaved off by Jiang Siming.
"Brother Siming, Er Ming!" Xiao Wu rushed over from a distance. The sound of Jiang Siming and Er Ming fighting attracted Xiao Wu and Daming early in the morning.
At this moment, the two finally stopped, and Xiao Wu and Da Ming rushed over.
Hearing the sound of the water flowing in the lake in the distance and Xiao Wu's cry, Jiang Siming and Er Ming immediately got up. Jiang Siming hurriedly put on his bamboo hat. Although he was now disfigured, the image of a big-headed doll at this moment was too
Shameful.
Er Ming also subconsciously pulled out two trees to cover the hairless area on his chest.
At this time, Xiao Wu and Da Ming also rushed over. Seeing one person and one orangutan always felt a little strange. After all, Jiang Siming was wearing a bamboo hat, which was understandable. Xiao Wu and Daming were confused when Er Ming blocked two trees in front of his chest.
Thorough.
"Er Ming, why are you holding two trees in your hands?" Xiao Wu asked with some confusion.
Er Ming was a little hesitant, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at Da Ming and Xiao Wu.
"Er Ming!" Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and said with a raised mouth, pretending to be angry.
"Sister Xiao Wu!" Er Ming said as he was begging for mercy.
Jiang Siming, who was a little lucky that he didn't see his embarrassing appearance, was suddenly startled by Er Ming's voice.
"Pfft!" Jiang Siming couldn't help it. He never expected that Er Ming, who looked so rugged, would have a childish and pure feeling when speaking, which was simply the right tone.
Er Ming couldn't help but feel a little angry when he heard Jiang Siming's laughter. He usually spoke less because his voice was so different from his strong and powerful appearance. He was often laughed at by Xiao Wu and Da Ming, so
He rarely speaks. Today he spoke in a hurry, but was laughed at by Jiang Siming and instantly became angry.
Er Ming violently waved the big tree blocking his chest, causing a gust of wind to fly off the bamboo hat on Jiang Siming's head.
In an instant, a red big-headed doll appeared in front of one person and two beasts. Compared to the original horror, the big-headed doll actually looked a little cute.
"Brother Siming! You!" Xiao Wu couldn't help but cover her mouth and said, fearing that she wouldn't be able to help laughing.
Even Daming couldn't help but tilt his head.
When Er Ming saw Jiang Siming making a fool of himself, he laughed so hard that he unknowingly lowered the two trees on his chest, exposing a large hairless milky white area on his chest.
Daming reacted quickly and his huge body immediately blocked Xiao Wu's sight.
Suddenly, only Er Ming was left laughing. Er Ming, who was laughing wildly, noticed that everyone was quiet and realized something. The scene instantly became extremely weird.
The next moment, with a loud noise, Er Ming, who was still there, disappeared instantly, and a long road with a deep pit appeared next to Jiang Siming.
"You dare to act like a hooligan!" Da Ming looked at Er Ming fiercely, who was sent flying by its tail.
The sudden change made Jiang Siming, who was still feeling a little embarrassed, almost feel his heart beat out.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but look at the miserable Er Ming in the distance, and couldn't help but click his tongue a few times to express some sympathy.
In the next few days, Jiang Siming was not in a hurry to leave the Star Forest. In the past few days, Er Ming could be described as admiring Jiang Siming.
If you don’t accept it, that’s okay! If you don’t accept it, next time it won’t be hairy on your chest and I’ll shave it off for you.
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After more than ten days of repair, Jiang Siming has ensured that his physical and mental condition is at its best. At first, he was still a little concerned about his appearance, but now he has completely let it go.
"Brother Siming! Do you really want to leave so soon?" Xiao Wu looked at Jiang Siming with some reluctance. After all, she had stayed in the Star Dou Forest for more than 100,000 years, and it was really boring.
"Don't worry! It's not like we can't see each other again!" Jiang Siming said, touching Xiao Wu's head.
"Da Ming and Er Ming, remember what I said, otherwise you may regret it for the rest of your life!" Jiang Siming said to the two giant beasts behind Xiao Wu.
The two pairs of huge eyes looked at each other and nodded seriously towards Jiang Siming.
Although Jiang Siming did not clearly tell He Da Ming and Er Ming what kind of accident would happen, after all, even if it was true, it sounded too fake.
Secondly, Wuhun Palace did not discover Xiao Wu’s identity, so maybe the tragedy in the original work would not have happened.
After all, Jiang Siming had lived with Ming Er Ming for so many days, and Jiang Siming also had the aura of the two Star Dou Forest Emperors, so he did not encounter any trouble along the way.
Exited the Star Dou Forest.
Jiang Siming thought about it for a long time and finally decided not to go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and handed the green crystal to Sword Douluo. After all, his features were too obvious and Wuhun Palace would probably notice him immediately.
"Ding! Publish the sign-in task and pass the road to kill the god."
"Huh? It seems that something has been done!" Jiang Siming is not a person who can take time off to practice in seclusion. This task has arrived at the right time.
"City of Killing!" Jiang Siming blinked in surprise.
As the inheritance place of the Rakshasa God and the Shura God, Jiang Siming guessed that there must be high-quality energy in the Killing City, and maybe he could return to his former self.
Jiang Siming did not hesitate too much and immediately set off for the killing city.
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One month later. In front of a dilapidated tavern.
"I lost it, I finally found it!" Jiang Siming did not expect that the Killing City would be so difficult to find.
Jiang Siming slowly walked into the tavern with a bamboo hat, and instantly felt more than a dozen murderous auras directed at him. Jiang Siming couldn't help but shook his head. Sure enough, everyone who came to find the killing city had a way to die. Jiang Siming
Ming Neng can feel that most people do not have soul power, but they are not soul masters yet they are infected with such murderous intent.
"Welcome, sir!" the bartender at the counter smiled strangely.
The next moment, the bartender's head was missing. Jiang Siming punched the counter, revealing a dark hole, and jumped down without hesitation.
Jiang Siming walked straight. Not long after, he was stopped by a group of people.
"Stop! I..." The leader was about to speak.
The next moment, Jiang Siming's fist had penetrated his chest. Jiang Siming defeated several people in three strikes, five divided by two. By then, he would not feel guilty at all. Anyone who dared to come to the killing city had come from experience.
, or the sin is so severe that it is impossible to survive in the real world.
The so-called practice means fighting against the sky, the earth, and people. Being killed is also fate. As for those who have committed serious crimes, Jiang Siming will not have any sympathy. After all, Jiang Siming himself is a murderer without blinking an eye.
Shura.
As Jiang Siming walked, his eyes suddenly opened up. Against the backdrop of the bloody sky, a huge city gate suddenly appeared in front of him.
Because the veiled girl suddenly appeared and walked towards Jiang Siming.
The girl was about to say something.
Jiang Siming immediately raised his hand to signal. "Okay, stop talking, I know! Just take me to the inner city."
Regarding Jiang Siming's performance, the veiled girl couldn't help but put her little feet on the ground. She obviously didn't expect to meet such a master. However, she was also surprised that Jiang Siming seemed to know the killing city very well. She looked at Jiang Siming's
His eyes couldn't help but show some respect.
Feeling the girl's gaze, Jiang Siming under the bamboo hat couldn't help but smile, "It seems that he was just pretending to be cool and got the desired effect!"
Nine times out of ten, the girl will regard Jiang Siming as the person introduced by the contemporary God of Killing. This also ensures Jiang Siming's safety to a certain extent. At least the king of killing in the hell field will not deliberately embarrass Jiang Siming.