Douluo's vitality control

"Little San, why don't you go out and get some fruit?" Tang Qiye lay on the sofa, resting his head on Shui Bing'er's jade legs.

Shui Bing'er gently straightened out his silver hair. Only when he was by his side did the cold temperament on her body melt and turn into a pool of spring water, containing endless tenderness.

boom!

Tang San heavily placed the cup in his hand on the tea table, the tea in the cup was empty.

"Go by yourself." Tang San's mouth twitched, this Tang Qiye was getting lazy.

Tang Qiye curled his lips, then changed into a comfortable position, still lying in Shui Binger's arms.

"I still have a total of thirty bottles of 'Lie Yang' Journey' and 'Dream Awakening'. Now we each have ninety wins, but I estimate that it will take half a year to get [-] wins, so this is not enough." Tang Qiye crossed his legs leisurely, but his eyes turned towards Tang San.

Shui Bing'er blinked and glanced at Tang Qiye. Was he dumbfounding and threatening?

"I want Lulu and Lieyang to give me four bottles each, and Mengxing two bottles, give me first." Tang San stretched out his hand.

Tang Qiye smiled and waved his hand, ten bottles of wine had already appeared on the tea table, and Tang San collected them into 24 Bridges of Bright Moonlit Nights.

"It may take two hours for me to come back." Tang San poured a cup of tea again. In this killing city, if you can drink tea, you are considered a dominant figure, and no one dares to offend him.

After all, farming here cannot be carried out, and all materials are supplied from outside. If you want to get a large share of the few materials, you only need strength.

The strength of the killing trio is obviously among the top in the killing city.

Even if Tang San went out alone, no one could hurt him, let alone keep him.

After all, Tang Qiye's small five-element bomb has been upgraded to the soul king level, and it is possible to kill Douluo who cannot use soul skills.

In the city of killing, among the soul masters who make a living by killing, Contra is already at the top. Douluo has basically become the guest of the king of killing.

Tang Qiye looked at Tang San's back at the street entrance and helplessly hugged Shui Bing'er's waist, "It's so smart, it's really annoying."

"I'm going to take a bath." Shui Bing'er blushed, but this happened not once, and Tang San could only tease them a little. What's more, she was already nearly 19 years old, and Tang Qiye was almost [-] years old. If I said that I was afraid of being ridiculed before, but of course I am not afraid now, as I have reached the age of marriage.

"Together." Tang Qiye smiled evilly, and directly held Tang Qiye in a princess hug.

Bathing is also the right of the strong.

They are not afraid of being peeped. After all, peeping can be done if necessary.

Tang Qiye had already stipulated after that killing that this small foreign-style building had their private territory, and anyone who came within ten meters would be killed!

Not to mention, although people in this killing city are all desperadoes, if they can live well, who wants to die?

Therefore, no one really dared to risk being killed to provoke the trio.

Because there is a killing city here, the air contains toxins. Therefore, after identifying this small foreign-style building, Tang Qiye set up a barrier. The defense power is limited, but the alertness is not bad. It mainly isolates the poisonous gas from the outside world. And inside, with Tang San here, why worry about not being able to deal with the poison?

Therefore, although the three of them have been in the killing capital for a year and a half and killed thousands of people, their minds are still clear, at least they will not be dazzled by the killing.

The sound of grinding continued for a long time in the small foreign-style building. An hour later, in Shui Bing'er and Tang Qiye's room, Shui Bing'er lay contentedly in Tang Qiye's arms, not even an inch of hair naked, and her perfect body showed all her temptations. .

"I love you, Qiye." Shui Bing'er murmured softly, the flush on her pretty face not receding, and she looked at Tang Qiye lovingly.

"I love you too. This is what I should do." Tang Qiye smiled slightly and kissed Shui Binger's forehead.

In order to make Shui Bing'er as relaxed as possible, Tang Qiye put a lot of thought into it, and even planned such a thing.

Sometimes, you can play tricks and tell some jokes to relieve your emotions, and sometimes, you need to vent.

For example, now, Tang Qiye's big hands began to wander again, "It's still time, can we do it again?"

Shui Binger's eyes are as charming as silk, and she is full of charm in an instant, her beautiful eyes are slowly closed, and her chin is slightly raised.

Talking about things in the boudoir is unintentional.

When Tang San returned, three hours later, Tang Qiye was still sitting in the living room, while Shui Bing'er had fallen asleep.

In the city of killing, sleeping is truly a luxury.

However, Shui Bing'er could sleep without any worries, because beside him was a man who could let her sleep peacefully.

"So fast?" The first sentence Tang San entered the door caught Tang Qiye by surprise, so fast?Lao Tzu takes more than half an hour at a time, you say fast?Do you know that one hour is equal to two hours?do you know?

Tang Qiye remained silent and only gave him a look to let him experience it himself.

Tang San didn't say much, and waved his hand to take out a bunch of fruits, all kinds, not many, but complete in category.

"I've checked everything, and there's nothing wrong with it. You can eat it after washing it." Tang San casually picked up an apple-shaped fruit, then washed it and took a bite. It was crunchy.

"You can make a fruit salad." Tang Qiye nodded in satisfaction, picked some fruits, washed them and went back to the room, leaving Tang San in the living room by himself.

After eating the fruit in his hand, Tang Qiye lay on the sofa and was lost in thought, "Xiao Wu, wait for me, we will be together soon."

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. Tang Qiye is now standing in the killing field. Beside him, there are nine severed heads. In two years, even if he tried to suppress his murderous intention and let his Murderous aura could not affect his state of mind. However, until today's Yum, he finally made it to the end.

Raising his right hand high, Tang Qiye couldn't help but reveal an evil smile from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, milky white fluorescence enveloped him, and a cool breath surged throughout his body. This was the method he used to suppress his bloodthirsty emotions for two years, but as of today, this cool breath has no effect. Fortunately, , the killing is about to end.

Yum, the God of Killing trio, he was the last one to get Yum. Shui Bing'er and Tang San got Yum five days ago and eight days ago respectively.

After spending a lot of effort, Tang Qiye finally suppressed the bloodthirsty emotion in his heart, but the bloodshot streaks in his eyes could not disappear no matter what.

For a long time, he had been worried about Shui Bing'er, because after ninety victories, they would not only be threatened by enemies, but also by the murderous intent that was growing crazily!

Tang San was under the dual effects of Xuantian Kung and Skull, and had been preparing for the last match for a long time. He was very worried about whether Shui Bing'er could overcome the mental difficulties.

However, Shui Bing'er seemed to have a strong mental wave that helped her suppress her bloodthirsty emotions.

Even at the moment when Shui Bing'er was victorious, Tang Qiye saw through the Purple Demon Eye that a rune flickered between Shui Bing'er's eyebrows, and faint mental fluctuations emerged, helping her suppress the bloodthirsty emotion that was growing in her heart.

They didn't ask too much. Since they were already victorious, what they faced next would be the road to hell!

They did not choose to go to the Hell Road immediately. It would take some time for Tang Qiye to adapt to his mentality at this time. The Hell Road had to be taken seriously.

Hu Liena's request to form a team did not appear in the original work. She seemed to have guessed the identities of Tang Qiye and the others. Where did she guess it? Maybe it was from Shui Bing'er. After all, that siege, Tang Qiye noticed Hu Liena's figure appearing in a corner, but she was not involved from beginning to end.Tang Qiye naturally didn't bother to cause trouble for her.

Three days later, in the center of the killing field, Tang Qiye and the others looked solemnly at the scarlet figure in midair.

There was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be restricted by gravity at all.

"Title Douluo!" Such a title crossed the minds of the three of them.Only Titled Douluo can fly without relying on soul skills.

Suspended in mid-air five meters above the ground, the Slaughter King stopped his descent. Looking down at the three of them from the air, the deep but sharp voice sounded, "You guys, are you sure you want to go to hell? There are no more than eight people who have left the road to hell.

I don't want the few Slaughterfield champions born in a century to perish on the road to hell.

If you are willing to give up Hell Road, then I am willing to make an exception and grant you the title of Killing God.From now on, you can all go in and out of the Killing City on your own and will be hired as guest ministers of the Killing City under your ego. "

The King of Slaughter seemed to have a unique charm that made all the fallen in the scene crazy. However, this aura had little effect on Tang Qiye and the others.

"You don't need to take the road to hell?" Tang San showed doubts, and then looked at Tang Qiye.

Tang Qiye shook his head slightly, he had not yet told Tang San the true benefits of the Hell Road.

"Dear King of Slaughter, thank you for your kindness, but we cannot break the rules of the Slaughter City because of us. I am willing to pass the test of Hell Road and get your reward. We hope to rely on our own strength to get out of here , to become a real God of Killing."

Tang Qiye bowed slightly and saluted the King of Slaughter. It didn't count his seniority. After all, the person in front of him was Tang Hao's grandfather.

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the road to hell. God of Death, I hope you understand that a person's life is only once."

The God of Death has the name that Tang Qiye created in the City of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter obviously really tried to dissuade Tang Qiye.

However, his dissuasion would ultimately be in vain.

Tang Qiye chuckled, "Dear King of Slaughter, isn't it ridiculous for you to talk to me about the importance of life in the city of killing?"

A stronger red light flashed from the eyes of the Slaughter King, and his gaze turned to Tang San and Shui Bing'er, "What about you? Are you willing to accept my reward and become a distinguished guest of the Slaughter City? His decision , is it also your decision?"