Douluo Dalu: My system is not convinced again

Ye Lingling was stunned. She felt very wronged.

She did this because she was Ye Feng's fiancée. But Ye Feng treated her coldly.

There was mist in her eyes.

Dugu Yan glared at Ye Feng, walked to Ye Lingling, took Ye Lingling's arm, and said angrily: "Ye Feng, you are a man, why do you bully Lingling again?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ye Lingling. He thought that the other party was his cousin after all. Even if the real murderer of his parents was her parents, she was not guilty.

Ye Feng felt that he did seem to be a little too much. But relying on the fact that he was just a man, he did not apologize to Ye Lingling and continued to move towards the core area of ​​the inner city.

Duguyan waited until Ye Feng left, and asked softly: "Aren't you going to tell him the truth?"

Ye Lingling looked at Ye Feng's back and murmured: "If I tell him clearly, do you think he will believe it? As long as the real murderer who killed my aunt and uncle is not found, his attitude towards me will never change."

Ah~

Duguyan sighed and looked at Ye Lingling with heartache. After all, Ye Lingling took it all alone: ​​"I just feel sorry for you."

"What about you?" Ye Lingling asked back.

"Me?" Duguyan was stunned.

"Yes, you and your cousin. Don't think I don't know that you actually like your cousin."

"Ahem, let it be."

Duguyan coughed dryly. The hand holding Ye Lingling's arm tightened. Looking at Ye Feng's back, she said, "Lingling, I didn't expect that we could really become good sisters!"

Ye Lingling: "..."

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment. She heard the hidden meaning in Dugu Yan's words.

Dugu Yan's words were already very clear. Ye Lingling was Ye Feng's fiancée. She used the word sister to answer that she really liked Ye Feng. Moreover, she didn't mind that Ye Feng had more than one woman.

Keep moving forward. An inverted cone-shaped building appeared in front of them. It was wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. The building was mainly black and red.

Entering the building, the noisy shouting was deafening.

The first floor was the Hell Killing Field. It was very similar to the Great Fighting Spirit Field. It was a place where people fought and fought desperately.

Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong and others learned the rules of the Hell Killing Field from their respective interpreters. There would be ten people participating in each game. And only one person can survive to the end. As the winner, you can also absorb the soul power of the defeated.

"Can you devour soul power here?" Qian Renxue was shocked.

"Yes. This is a trophy for risking your life." Qian Renxue's guide replied.

"So that's why Tang Hao and her soul master level can break through to level 90 so quickly!" Qian Renxue's mind emerged with two legendary figures in the soul master world today-Haotian Douluo Tang Hao and the Pope of the Spirit Hall Bibi Dong.

"Who are you talking about?" Qian Renxue's guide smiled charmingly, looking at Qian Renxue's appearance, his eyes emitting brilliance: "As long as you win a game here, you can enjoy yourself here. As your guide, I can also provide you with special services."

"Special services?" Qian Renxue looked at her guide with a puzzled look.

"Yes." Qian Renxue's guide reached out and touched Qian Renxue's cheek. He dared to swear on his conscience that he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Qian Renxue was stunned when her guide's hand touched her cheek. She raised her foot and kicked his guide down.

"You..."

Qian Renxue's guide glared at Qian Renxue.

"Get lost."

Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Feng. She seemed to care about Ye Feng's attitude. She shouted coldly at her guide: "I don't need your protection anymore. You can leave!"

"You!"

Qian Renxue's guide got up from the ground and pointed at Qian Renxue. He was just a guide and could not hurt newcomers. This was the rule set by the King of Slaughter. Helpless, he could only clench his hands in anger: "Okay. Then your life and death are now up to God. I wish you good luck. I advise you. There is no such thing as friends in the City of Slaughter."

After the guide said this, his eyes clearly swept over Ye Feng, Hu Liena and others. The last sentence was obviously pointed. He obviously wanted to alienate her from her companions.

"Please... 9528, enter the ring of the Hell Killing Field."

At this time, the voice of the announcer came from the loudspeaker.

Ye Feng tiptoed and jumped onto the ring.

This was his first time fighting in the Hell Killing Field, and his opponents were all at the level of great soul masters. His opponents were obviously very nervous. As soon as they got on the stage, they immediately summoned their respective martial spirits. There were wolf-shaped beast martial spirits, tiger-shaped beast martial spirits, and hammer martial spirits...

Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and with a thought, he took out a pistol from the storage soul guide.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?" One of Ye Feng's opponents exclaimed.

There are no pistols in Douluo Continent, and the fallen in the Hell Killing Field naturally don't know such weapons.

"Start!"

The referee's voice fell, and the fallen on the ring moved. They began to attack the people around them. Two of them attacked Ye Feng at the same time.

Ye Feng was not very old, and perhaps in their hearts they thought that Ye Feng was easy to bully. They planned to kill Ye Feng first.

"Naive!"

Ye Feng raised his mouth, raised his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

Bang

Bang

Two voices sounded in succession. The two great soul masters fell to the ground.

The sudden thunderous sound attracted the attention of the other seven great soul masters. They looked at Ye Feng at the same time. Then they attacked Ye Feng tacitly.

Bang

Bang

Bang

Ye Feng pulled the trigger. Eight voices sounded, directly killing the remaining seven great soul masters.

"What is that?"

"Why is it so powerful?"

"Is it a soul skill? Can't soul skills be used in the City of Slaughter?"

The fallen who were watching the game looked at Ye Feng on the ring with extremely puzzled eyes. There were many question marks in their minds. They didn't understand why Ye Feng could use soul skills.

Of course, they didn't know that it was not a soul skill, but a pistol. Technology from the Chinese plane.

"The game is over, No. 9528 won! A total of one victory!"

Ye Feng began to operate the skills, absorbing the soul power of the defeated. His pistol has a capacity of eighteen bullets. With a pistol, he would be able to fight like a cheat in the hell killing field.

Such a scene made Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Shui Binger, Huo Wu, Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Jiang Zhu, Meng Yiran, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Zhu Zhuqing and others look happy.

Not only Ye Feng has a pistol, but everyone of them has a pistol. And not just one, but two.