Douluo: This soul master is too strange

Luolan Town is not very big. After entering the town, according to the map marked by Tianshui College, Mu Yang brought Shui Bing'er to a tavern in the town.

The light inside the tavern seemed a little dim. After entering the tavern, Mu Yang found that the decoration here was full of dark style. All the main decorations were black, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Mu Yang: Are you from Changsha?

At this time, there were not many "customers" in the tavern, about 20% of them were sitting, and few people talked, so the whole tavern seemed very quiet.

The arrival of Mu Yang and Shui Bing'er immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern.

Looking at the faces of the two people who seemed "immature" compared to them, everyone cast surprised eyes.

However, although they were surprised, they all knew where this place was, and they also knew that the strength of the soul master could never be judged by appearance alone, so no one took the initiative to speak contemptuously or tease them.

Glancing around, Mu Yang ignored the "customers" sitting there and turned to a waiter dressed in black with an indifferent expression at the bar counter of the tavern.

"You, come here!"

Mu Yang waved to the waiter dressed in black.

"What do you two want to order?"

The waiter with an indifferent expression came over and asked.

"Take us to the Killing City."

Mu Yang said.

Hearing this, the waiter dressed in black was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Not everyone is qualified to enter the Killing City. In addition to completing the test, you two also need to drink a glass of Bloody Mary."

As he said this, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the waiter's face.

The young man was ignorant of the world and really thought that the Killing City was a holiday paradise? And you can enter it if you want to?

He dared to guarantee with his chicken that if this man and woman entered the Killing City, they would either die on the street the next day or live a very "comfortable" life.

After all, handsome men and beautiful women are all popular in the Killing City.

"Tsk~, as expected~, when you go out, you have to be a native of the motherland!"

Mu Yang shook his head with emotion, and then activated the soul-stealing secret technique, tampering with consciousness, and turned the black-clothed waiter into a temporary slave.

The next moment.

"Dear Mr. Homelander, Miss Homelander, please follow me!"

Putting on a warm smile, the black-clothed waiter bowed and led the way for Mu Yang and the others.

Mu Yang: Mr. Homelander?

Shui Bing'er: Miss Homelander?

Shaking his head slightly, the two ignored the title and followed the black-clothed waiter.

Coming to a compartment behind the bar, the waiter pressed the mechanism on the wall, accompanied by a low roar, a seamless stone wall on the wall slowly rose, revealing a dark stone staircase leading downwards.

"Dear Mr. Homelander, Miss Homelander, this is the entrance to the City of Slaughter."

The black-clothed waiter made a gesture of invitation with a respectful face.

"Yes, considering your attitude is acceptable, I forgive your previous offense."

Mu Yang nodded with satisfaction, then released the mental control of the waiter, and pulled Shui Bing'er into the dark passage.

The next moment, the waiter's consciousness returned to normal, and he looked at the backs of the two people walking into the passage with horror in his eyes.

Wow~, I was blind!

The ability of Dan Chong to silently tamper with other people's consciousness shows the extraordinaryness of this 'Mr. Homelander'.

You know, he looks ordinary, but he is a 'master' of the four-ring soul sect level within a hundred miles!

After a long time, the black-clothed waiter who had calmed down pressed the mechanism again, closed the stone door of the entrance passage, and returned to the tavern hall.

At this time, a smart man with a narrow scar on his face stood up, imitated Mu Yang before, waved to the waiter, and said: "You, come here! Take me to the killing city!"

"Get out!"

The waiter immediately shouted without any courtesy.

Don't you even take a piss to see what you are? A mere three-ring soul master, are you worthy of the treatment of the previous 'Mr. Homelander'?

Scar: "???"

This. The script is wrong!

Mu Yang and the others naturally didn't know about the scene of imitating others in the tavern.

Soon after entering the dark stone steps, the ground became flat. With the 'fire eyes and golden pupils' given by taking the Autumn Water Dew, Mu Yang could clearly see everything in the passage.

This is a long corridor that extends diagonally downward, and the cold air keeps blowing towards him.

Knowing what is ahead, Mu Yang took Shui Bing'er, who couldn't see, and strode forward.

"Mu Yang, how long is this passage?"

After walking for a long time, Shui Bing'er couldn't help asking.

"We should be there soon, right?"

Mu Yang said uncertainly.

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Welcome to the City of Slaughter, this is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, the price is your life."

The sudden cold voice almost scared the two of them.

"Is someone watching us?"

After calming down, Shui Bing'er asked.

"I don't know, but it's probably a special soul guide similar to a soul guide microphone? Once it detects the arrival of a person, it will automatically play the pre-recorded sound?"

Touching his chin, Mu Yang said with a firm face.

Shui Bing'er: "."

Continue to move forward for a while, turn a corner, and the sharp-eyed two saw a faint light coming from the front.

Looking around, the two saw that it was an open door, and on the other side of the door, there were a lot of life breaths.

Striding forward, when the two crossed the door and walked out of the corridor, a hundred warriors holding heavy swords and wearing black full body armor blocked their way.

And in front of these hundred black-armored warriors, there was a figure holding a dark golden spear, wearing blood-colored armor, and exuding a strong bloody smell.

"You violated the rules."

The hoarse voice sounded extremely cold, as if it was spoken from the mouth of a corpse.

And the one who spoke was the blood-armored figure in front of the many black-armored warriors.

Shui Bing'er didn't look at the blood-armored figure, but cast her eyes behind him.

What came into view was a black city, and the thick black city walls looked extremely wide, which showed that the scale of the city should be not small.

Above the city, there is a purple moon hanging. The moon is very low, and it seems to be less than 500 meters from the ground. Looking up, everything is black, just like the existence of night.

The dim light, the dark color, and the strange purple moon all tell that this is a special city where ordinary people cannot enter.

"So what if I violated the rules?"

Mu Yang asked calmly.

The voice of the blood-armored figure is still cold, without the slightest human breath, and the dark golden spear in his hand points directly: "Then you must accept the punishment!" (End of this chapter)