Baoye looked at the entrance of the viewing platform, the enchantingly beautiful Dong Lingce put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned lazily by the door and smiled at him, with a charming smile that was as coquettish as a mandarin Shahua. Enchanting, also contains deadly poison...
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain on his face, and Dachao punched him hard in the face.
Bao Ye stumbled back a step, and noticed that the sarcoma on his face was broken, he quickly wiped his face, and his hands were covered with blood and pus.
He frowned: "Damn, this smile really has...
Boss Lu jumped up excitedly and shouted: "Play well, play well, Dachao, continue for me."
Boss Ji looked at Jin Lingrui, who was still looking at him calmly, and raised his brows.
Although the slave owners on the viewing platform were also very excited, they were also disgusted by the blood and pus on Bao Ye's face, so the excitement was overshadowed.
"Hurry up and end this game."
The slave owners only liked that the two people on the stage were fighting to the death. They didn't like watching someone hide and hide. Someone shouted: "If that ugly slave hides and hides again, he will just pull me off the stage and execute him."
"Yes." The other slave owners agreed
Bao Ye looked at the slave owners who took human life as a waste, his eyes sank, and then he looked at Dong Ling Ce, who was standing at the gate of the viewing platform, his eyes turned and looked at Da Chao.
Da Chao looked at his deep eyes, and took a step back, but he was afraid that he would not be able to participate in the competition in the future, so he rushed forward again.
"Die." Bao Ye said lightly, quickly dodging the punches and punching Da Chao's abdomen hard.
Dachao sprayed a mouthful of blood, flew out like a kite, and fell to the ground motionless.
Boss Lu and the people in Nancheng were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Bao Ye could beat the middle-level slave with one punch like a high-level slave with enormous strength.
The referee quickly came on the court: "Da Chao, can you still stand up?"
Da Chao did not respond.
Is it dead
The referee put his hand under Dachao's nose, and his breath was gone. He got up and announced, "Dachao is dead."
Bao Ye sighed lightly.
"What?" Boss Lu didn't believe it, and the people in Nancheng also didn't believe that an ugly slave who couldn't even hold a woman could kill someone with one punch.
It doesn't matter to the slave owner, it's best to end the game as soon as possible. Bao Ye finds this point before he can knock Dachao with one punch.
A slave owner shouted: "If you die, you will die. What else are you dawdling about, and quickly change to the next game."
"He's not dead yet." Dong Lingce said lazily.
Everyone was stunned.
If no one dies, it means that the game is not over yet, and it is necessary to kill one of them.
Bao Ye was furious. Dachao didn't die. The punch just now made Dachao fake his death on purpose, so as to deceive the slave owners and end the game as soon as possible. Who would have guessed that such a slaughtering knife would run out halfway.
He quietly stared and smiled with a handsome face, knowing that this mental illness would oppose him, and thinking that he would help him before he lost himself was really delusional.
Old Man Lu said angrily, "Since he's not dead, he's pretending to be dead. Believe it or not, I'll throw it into the furnace and burn it now."
The referee probed Dachao's heart: "He is indeed dead."
Dongling Ce said: "Not dead."
Then, everyone saw Da Chao on the ground twitching a few times.
Bao Ye's eyes also twitched. Damn, it must be a mental illness.
He squatted down, took a breath, and quietly used divine power to suppress Da Chao and continued to twitch: "He's really dead, he's out of breath."
Dong Lingce hooked his lips, just to sing the opposite of him: "Not dead."
Dachao's thigh twitched again.
Bao Ye took a deep breath and suppressed Da Qiang again: "Dead."
"not dead."
Dachao moved again.
"died."
"not dead."
"died."
"not dead."
The slave owner looked at Bao Ye and then at Dong Ling Ce. Did he die? Why is it so difficult to judge the life and death of a slave.
Baoye found that some slave owners could no longer sit still and wanted to solve Dachao himself. He stared at Dongling Ce with a sullen face, and said in a warning tone, "Mr. Dongling, he is really dead."
This was the first time he called Tang Ling Ce as Mr. Tang Ling.
Dong Lingce hooked his lips: "He is indeed dead now."
Jin Lingrui looked up at Dongling Ce and exhaled.
The referee immediately ruled: ""The lower slave wins. "
No one cheered, because the slave owners hadn't seen any interest yet. Zhou Xiaochuan and the others wanted to cheer, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous here, so the game ended quietly.
Boss Lu sneered at Jin Lingrui: "Don't be complacent."
Jin Lingrui raised his eyebrows: "Which of your eyes sees me proud?"
Boss Lu:…
Bao Ye thought the game was over like this, but the referee held him down and announced, "The next game starts, please play first."
Immediately afterwards, a female slave walked out of the contestant passage, and a script was branded on her right face, indicating that she was a high-level slave.
Boss Lu looked at Bao Ye on the stage and sneered: "I see if you still have the ability to escape the hands of senior slaves.
These were all arranged by him early in the morning, and he wanted Jin Lingrui to see how his brother died tragically in the ring.
The senior slave girl came to the stage and immediately released her supernatural power to frighten Bao Ye.
Bao Ye frowned and looked at Dong Ling Ce who was standing at the entrance of the observation platform.
Dong Lingce gave him the look you asked for, just saying that Dachao is not dead, he will not face the senior slave players.
Ji Boss asked Jin Lingrui, "Who do you think will win this time?"
Jin Lingrui did not answer.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the other gate of the viewing platform.
Everyone looked over, and a handsome and gentle man walked in surrounded by a group of slave owners.
It's Mr. Ouye, Mr. Ouye, you're back "The audience was boiling, everyone stood up excitedly, even Jin Lingrui and the others stood up and showed a respectful attitude.
The City of Pleasure was founded by Ouyexi. He is the true owner of the City of Pleasure and a true god. People in the City of Pleasure respect him very much, but five years ago, Ouyexi returned to the world. , Everyone thought they would never see him again, but he didn't expect him to come back again, so the slave owners were very happy.
It's him! Bao Ye was shocked when he saw the person coming, his eyes were cold, and the grief and hatred that was locked in his heart erupted like a volcano.
He stared at Ouyexi's gentle smile, and three words popped out of his mouth: "Ouyexi."
I didn't expect to meet Ouyexi in this era. I remember that on the day when the gods sucked his brothers' power, Ouyexi was also there. Although he didn't absorb his brother's power with other gods, he sat on the side. With cold eyes, he watched his brothers die one by one as if he were watching ants. Even if he was not the real murderer, he was still an accomplice of the murderer.
Ou Yexi noticed the strange gaze, so he couldn't help raising his head, and he was stunned for the last handsome face with a particularly enchanting smile, "You...
"Mr. Ouye, he is Mr. Donglingce." A slave owner took the initiative to introduce them.
Donglingce stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Ouzhi, you have been looking up and down for a long time. When I came to Gongcheng, many people mentioned you to me. At that time, I wanted to meet you."
"It turns out that you are Mr. Dongling." Ou Yexi took Donglingce's hand: "When I came back, someone mentioned you to me. I didn't expect that we would meet so soon."
While saying this, he lost his divine power to Dongling Ce, trying to test the opponent's ability.
As if he didn't notice it, Dongling Ce still knew that it was very charming: "I'm doing things in your city, please take care of me."
"You don't need to tell me, I will too." Ouyexi retracted his hand and put his hand in his trousers pocket: "I just came back, and I still have a lot of things to do. I'll invite Mr. Tangling to dinner when I have time."
"Okay, I'll remember this meal."
"I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you watching the game."
The slave owners who came in with Ouyexi were stunned. Didn't they just say they wanted to come in to watch the ring match? Why did he just come in and say he was leaving
Although everyone was strange, they still sent Ouyexi out of the entertainment city and watched him get into the car and leave.
In the car, Ouyexi pulled out the hand that he had put in his trousers pocket, spread it out, the palm of his hand was as red as a red-hot soldering iron, and his five fingers were shaking uncontrollably. in a cold sweat.
Shaoshiyi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and saw his hand, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with your hand?"
Ouyexi said, "When I shook hands with Tang Lingce just now, I secretly used my divine power to test his ability, and then my hand became like this?"
"Did Dongling Ce did it against you?"
Ouyexi narrowed his eyes: "At that time, I didn't feel that he had magical powers, but I was sure that he was right. He was able to make shots without me being aware of it. This person should not be underestimated. Ayi, go check it out. What is the origin of Cha Dongling Ce?"
"it is good"
And Dong Lingce, who was stared at by them, said with a smile to the slave owners around him: "I bought a slave today, and I am very happy. I will invite everyone to my house for dinner tonight."
"Good." The slave owners cheered.
Donglingce looked at Bao Ye, who was still standing on the stage, and hooked his lips: "You haven't come over yet."
Everyone else looked at Bao Ye.
Then, Deacon Tao appeared out of nowhere and pushed Bao Ye, who was still immersed in hatred, "Young Master Jin, Master, I'm calling you."
Bao Ye looked at the enchanting face, slowly regained his senses, remembered where he was, and pressed the hatred in his heart back to the depths of his body.
He is not Ouyexi's opponent now, he acts rashly and will only end in death. He needs to plan carefully, of course, the most important thing is to improve his cultivation, so that he will not have no resistance in the face of Ouyexi.
Bao Ye couldn't help thinking of the things buried under the construction site. As long as he followed Tang Lingce well, he didn't have to worry about his cultivation.
He raised his footsteps and walked towards Dongling Ce.
"Wait." Boss Lu regained his senses and walked towards Dongling Ce, but was stopped by Deacon Tao. He quickly said, "Mr. Dongling, the ugly slave is the one that Mr. Mao rewarded me."