Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 211 Air wants to say that it didn't offend you, right?
After Mo Wentian knocked down his opponents one by one, he stretched and turned to look at Lan Xue, "Are you satisfied now?"

Facing Mo Wentian's serious questioning, Lan Xue smiled slightly, and said, "Brother, don't say that, I don't... it's for your own good. Don't you think that after exercising, I have a particularly strong appetite?"

Mo Wentian shook his head, "I don't think so. Besides, the air here is so bad, it's impossible to have an appetite, okay?"

Lan Xue: "This..."

Mo Wentian said indifferently: "There is no such or that. Now that I have exercised, there is no need to go back. I am a little curious, is the third brother really in the killing field of hell?"

"Also, is there really a new star in Hell Slaughtering Fields?"

Mo Wentian looked at Lan Xue with a smile, Lan Xue was stunned for a moment, "That..."

Mo Wentian smiled and said: "Sister, there is nothing to be confident about. Just don't say it, your brother is not a fool."

"However. Third brother, it is also possible that he really came. With his character, if he comes, he will not look for me. Instead, he will come directly to the killing field of hell to participate in this kind of competition."

"If this is the case, I'm not surprised at all, because this is the third brother I know. He will only do things that are beneficial to him, and I just do it by the way."

Lan Xue was stunned for a while, "Brother. Are you so sure, Tang San... No, the third brother will be in the killing field of hell?"

Mo Wentian shook his head and smiled: "Hahaha, not sure. I said yes. I don't know if the third brother has come here, just like you said."

Lan Xue blushed slightly, "Brother, can you not mention this pot?"

Mo Wentian nodded, "Okay. I won't mention it. However, we are indeed going to the hell killing field. Maybe the third brother is really there."

Seeing that Mo Wentian wasn't so salty, Lan Xue was naturally happy, "Brother, do you want to participate in the killing field?"

Mo Wentian replied: "We'll see the situation then, I'm not sure, and..."

Mo Wentian paused, and said word by word: "The air here is really annoying——"

Lan Xue was a little speechless, "Brother, you've already said it many times, so there's no need to do this, isn't it good to repeat it like this?"

Mo Wentian laughed and didn't answer Lan Xue's question, because he knew that he was long-winded, but...he really can't be blamed for it.

Mo Wentian sighed and shook his head and walked forward, thinking that it would be great if the knife was there, the knife could purify the air here, and it would not be so uncomfortable.

Soon, a building appeared in front of them, which was the killing field of hell.

The Killing Fields of Hell is a special building.The architectural presentation is a non-standard cone.The area is the largest at the bottom and narrows as it goes up.

The black building gives people a very depressing feeling, and the murderous aura nearby is the strongest place in the entire killing city.

Looking from a distance, it seems to see the real murderous aura, and after it materializes, it surrounds the entire killing field of hell.

And the Hell Slaughtering Field's area is not small, almost the same as Suoto's Great Soul Fighting Field.Compared with the big soul fighting field in Tiandou City, it is smaller.

"Brother, the black building in front is the killing field of hell." Lan Xue pointed to the killing field of hell.

Mo Wentian nodded in response.

The appearance of Hell Slaughtering Field is very special, surrounded by murderous appearance, it is hard not to know.

Mo Wentian and Lan Xue approached the killing field of hell, the closer they were to the killing field of hell, the more rampant some malicious people became, and they attacked Mo Wentian and Lan Xue several times.

but.

Just because they want to make enemies with Mo Wentian and Lan Xue, it's just a dream.

It's just a rookie who came to deliver food.

After Mo Wentian knocked them down, he took two glasses of Bloody Marys, and handed one of them to Lan Xue.

Lan Xue didn't go to pick it up, she looked a little disgusted, "Brother, can you stop being so disgusting?"

Mo Wentian gave Lan Xue a white look, "You should know that the ticket to enter the killing field of hell is Bloody Mary."

Lan Xue rolled her eyes back to Mo Wentian, "Of course I know."

Mo Wentian sighed, "Since you know it, then take it. For a while, I'm too lazy to look for tickets..."

Lan Xue shook her head.

Mo Wentian frowned and said: "Sister. Didn't you say that you want to go in and have a look? You look like this, how do you go in? You don't think you want to do it directly, do you?"

Lan Xue carried it on her back with both hands, and didn't intend to take it, "I don't care, brother, you hold it for me. Or, just do it directly."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, "I'll call you brother. Do it directly? What are you kidding? If you do it directly, it's like challenging the King of Slaughter!"

Lan Xue looked at Mo Wentian, who was discouraged, and said with a smile: "Brother, isn't it? You are also afraid? If you are afraid, hurry up and practice!"

Mo Wentian was stunned: "Cultivation? I'm afraid it's impossible. Surrounded by murderous aura, how do I practice it? Practice murderous aura?"

Lan Xue giggled, "If you're murderous, you can also practice one! What if it succeeds?"

Mo Wentian chuckled, "Yeah, I think so too...it's strange."

Lan Xue stepped forward quickly, bent her head and looked up at Mo Wentian, and said, "Brother, you should be more confident. I think you can do it, so you can."

Mo Wentian smiled and said, "Why don't you be more confident and get rid of my feeling?"

Lan Xue nodded, "You can have this."

Mo Wentian rolled his eyes, they were talking and chatting, and they had already walked to the killing field of hell.Mo Wentian handed over the two cups of Bloody Mary, and entered the killing field with Lan Xue.Mo Wentian naturally knew what a Bloody Mary meant to Hell's Killing Fields. To put it bluntly, it was no different from poison.

As a good young man, Mo Wentian naturally refused, and he has no interest in processing Bloody Mary.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Don't let him escape, hahaha, that's right, that's it, kill!"

"Wonderful! Kill, don't stop—"

As soon as Mo Wentian stepped into the killing field of hell, he heard shouts of killing, as if there was only killing here... No, you should be more confident, there is only killing here, and everyone can't wait to end the game.

The disgusting bloody, pungent smell made Mo Wentian almost vomit, "Sure enough, I really hate this place, especially the air here."

Lan Xue nodded and said, "I hate it too. But, brother, can you stop mentioning it. You said it, I feel like throwing up."

Mo Wentian shrugged, "I don't want to mention it either! But I can't help it, I can't find an adjective to describe how I feel now!"

Lan Xue rolled her eyes, "There are no adjectives, so you don't have to speak. If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb... But, it's very noisy here, very... annoying!"

Mo Wentian nodded, "Let's find an empty seat to sit down and enjoy this killing contest."

Lan Xue had no choice but to say, "Now, this is the only way to go. Let's see how they kill each other."

(End of this chapter)