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With that said, the instructor also put on a look that made people bloody, it seemed that as long as Yang Ming nodded, he could do whatever he wanted to her.

Yang Ming is not the junior brother now. What's more, he knows the nature of the people in the Killing City very well, so he chuckled and refused:

"No, you should help me find a place to stay. Of course, before that, you will take me to the killing fields of hell. I want to go there and see."

A look of loss flashed in the explainer's beautiful eyes.

A young, handsome, and generous local tyrant like Yang Ming, she hasn’t seen it for a long time. She originally thought she could sell some hues and squeeze out his wallet. I didn’t expect the other party to be so cautious, or that he had Thoughts, there is no way for the lower body?

Shaking her head slightly, the black gauze girl swept away the random thoughts in her mind, and then solemnly said:

"You just came to the killing field, and you plan to go to the hell killing field? Would you not think about it anymore?"

"You know, there is a place where bones are buried. Many people go in every year, but less than one-tenth of the people come out alive. It is also the place where our capital of killing is most likely to reduce the population."

"Although everyone is required to enter the killing fields of hell once a year, as long as they can pass a battle, they can live in the killing capital for another year. However, most people avoid that place and are delayed until one year. Will go in at the end, or by contributing two cups of Bloody Mary every month to survive."

As an instructor, the black yarn girl does her part.

However, with such patient persuasion, she still has her own abacus in it.

Who called Yang Ming, he looked like a character who is stupid and quick to make money?

"Take me there," Yang Ming said firmly.

It's going to rain Niang to marry. Seeing Yang Ming's firm attitude, the explainer shrugged slightly, just as he pleased.

One man and one woman, one after the other, walked through the streets and into the city.

Along the way, Yang Ming caught the eyes of people around him from time to time, and he himself measured this place with the corner of his eye.

In many dark corners, there are people in ragged clothes leaning against the wall with a skinny and horrible look. They dare not breathe, let alone any violent exercises. They just hide in the corner and use a gloomy look. Watching every pedestrian coming and going.

These people are all cowardly people who dare not go to the killing fields of hell to earn a chance to survive. They can only survive by drawing two cups of bloody Mary Go every month.

Yang Ming noticed before that a cup of Bloody Mary has at least 300 milliliters.

Calculated on the basis of 60 kilograms of an adult male, there are about 4000 milliliters of blood in the body. Bloody Mary is drawn twice a month, which is 600 milliliters, which is nearly one-sixth of the total blood volume in the body.

Of course, although there are many ordinary people who can enter the killing capital, there is no shortage of soul masters. As the level of soul masters continues to improve, the blood volume in the body increases after years of extraction of soul power.

However, even so, drawing 600 milliliters of blood a month is very unacceptable for most soul masters below the 30th level of souls.

Once the blood is drawn, the blood qi in the body is reduced, the vitality is weak, the strength is reduced, and there is no courage to enter the hell killing field, and then sell the body blood again, and then become weaker, and only enter the vicious circle.

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After all, the vast majority of people here are criminals and thugs outside, and the crimes committed can be said to be dead a thousand times and ten thousand times.

Yang Ming was only surprised that this was a deliberate rule set by the people of the killing capital.

Because he can sense it secretly, these people are constantly exuding various negative emotions, and then this invisible negative emotion is constantly absorbed by the world, it seems that something is conceived in the dark. thing.

Think of the reason for the formation of the killing capital...

Yang Ming's eyes are deep, this is really terrifying.

The god of Douluo Continent is probably not as simple as he thought.

The killing capital is divided into inner city and outer city.

The outer city is not the real city of killing. Those who are lingering through the bloody Mary can only be allowed to live in the outer city, and they are not allowed to kill at will.

Only those warriors who survive in the killing fields of hell are qualified to live in the inner city. However, the inner city is a place where there are really no rules, and there will be greater dangers inside, and will always be tested by death.

Along the way, the instructor was devoted to his duties and kept telling Yang Ming the basic information about the city of killing.

As we go deeper into the city, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increases, but almost everyone’s face is showing unhealthy paleness, like a zombie with a zombie, while more people are skinny and take a step. It's choking.

The smoke curls up, and the aroma of rice is tangy.

Yang Ming noticed that there were rows of black stone houses on both sides of the street. They were very simple in shape, just like the slums in the A three kingdom of the previous life. There were long lines of skinny, dirty faces, and godless eyes , Waiting for the food to be distributed, and what they eat is very simple, just a pile of unknown substances, which looks disgusting, but exudes a strange fragrance.

I have to say that even pigs eat more feed than these people.

But the people here have long been used to it. They are not picky about the food at all. They eat the food on the spot, for fear of being snatched by others.

This is not a joke.

Yang Ming really saw a slightly stronger villain. It is estimated that just a few months after the blood was drawn, he relied on his own strength to snatch the chaff from another villain who was much weaker than him. The thugs who had their jobs taken away did not receive the slightest sympathy from the people around them, but instead welcomed more laughter and scolding.

Chaos, evil, ruthless, indifferent.

All kinds of sick people and sick behaviors have built a deformed ecosystem in the outer city of the killing capital.

The reincarnation eye is known as the eye of creation, helping Yang Ming see many unknown things, watching countless negative emotions being absorbed by this world, Yang Ming's eyes flashed a faint light.

After walking for more than half an hour, Yang Ming marveled at the deformed ecology of the city along the way, and followed the guide unknowingly to a wall of the city.

Compared with the outer wall of the Killing City, this city wall is not high, the highest point is only about ten meters, and it looks disrepaired for a long time. The walls are covered with traces of time and mottled, and there are a lot of slippery under the wall. moss.

But the interesting thing is that no one dared to climb over this wall, or come out, or go in.

Behind this city wall is the inner city of the Slaughter City.