Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Soul fighting field.

The spectators outside the arena looked at the two teams that were about to face each other on the stage, and shouted hysterically, "Tear them apart, crush them!"

Compared to the burly and bull-like image of the fierce gods, the Shi Laike Seven Monsters are simply a group of little guys who don't have enough to eat.

Not only is there such a huge difference in spirit power level, but even the body shape is vulnerable, there is no comparison between the two sides at all.

Seeing that the strength of the team they will be facing is so low, the members of the Fierce God team became hypocritical.

"Hey, it's another battle without any suspense. It's really boring. How about, why don't we let them go this time?"

The members of the Vicious God team shook their heads with pity, as if they really couldn't bear to do it.

To know what team they are, almost every match is bloody.

At this moment, the rest of the team members burst out laughing, "What you call letting go, do you mean breaking a leg and then beating him half to death? Hahahaha!"

Seeing the Vicious God team talking about it unscrupulously, the audience outside the stadium was once again ignited by them and cheered for them!

The bloody and oppressive atmosphere slowly eroded the seven monsters that hadn't passed by yet.

At this moment, the Shi Laike Seven Devils didn't seem to have heard what they said, or they were really frightened by the terrifying momentum of the Fierce God Team.

Among the seven people, except for a few people, the rest of them were all a little stiff, swallowing nervously from time to time, and their legs were trembling slightly.

Looking at the extremely underestimating fierce team, Xiao Wu's calm eyes under the mask did not change at all, as if she was looking at a dead person, she stared at them calmly.

"Calm down, just follow the original plan."

Everyone heard Xiao Wu's reminder, nodded silently, and at the same time silently took out the Hidden Weapons in their hands.

"Three, two, one! The game begins!"

When the start of the battle was announced, the seven members of the Vicious God Team took the lead in attacking the Shi Laike Seven Monsters. After all, if they were a step slower, the opponent would be gone.

Only the fastest person can kill more players, and at the same time enjoy the fun of fighting and the cheers of the audience!

With a snap, an inexplicable sound sounded in the noisy and quiet arena.

Some kind of weird object in the hands of the seven monsters was ejected with the sound of excitation.

Dense objects similar to arrows instantly passed through the bodies of the seven members of the Vicious God Team, and blood was immediately splashed all over the ground.

Plop!

Seven lifeless corpses lay neatly in front of the seven monsters. The blood-red liquid quickly oozes and gathers, and at the same time it tends to spread towards their feet.

At this time, the audience outside the court saw this scene, after a short period of surprise, they blushed again and shouted for the winning team.

He didn't care at all why the members of the fierce god team lost.

After hearing the verdict that Shi Laike had won, Xiao Wu put away the Hidden Weapons with a calm face and then turned to look at the rest of the team. Except for Tang San, the performance of the others was not bad.

Either the body froze there, or the arm holding the Hidden Weapons trembled unconsciously.

Xiao Wu walked to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's side, now Rongrong seemed to be unable to hear any sound, even if she led her away, she would just follow in a daze.

After completely leaving the bloody arena, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar both bent over and vomited with a wow, even Dai Mubai, the oldest, was pale at this moment, and he braced his body to pretend to be calm.

As for Ning Rongrong didn't say anything after seeing Su, but hugged Xiao Wu in front of her tightly as if she was hugging someone, seeking comfort.

And Zhu Zhuqing was alone with his back against the wall, his face changing complicatedly for a while.

Maybe only Xiao Wu and Tang San were very calm, without any adverse reactions.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for Chang Ye.

The clear and crisp knock on the door broke the tranquility of the third daughter's room.

For a moment, Xiao Wu, who was pretending to be sleeping with her good sister, opened her eyes, then got up and went to open the door.

With a creak, the door was opened and closed, and when she returned, she brought a gentle figure.

Light the oil lamp, and the warm light immediately dispelled the coldness in the room.

After putting away some delicious hot food, Su Yi smiled and looked at some little guys who were pretending to be asleep, "If you two can't sleep, don't sleep, do you want to come over and eat something?"

Needless to say, Xiao Wu on the side sat down early and started to eat calmly. Even if she is not very hungry now, she will finish the food prepared by big brother.

At this time, Ning Rongrong on the bed sniffed the aroma of the food lightly with her little nose, and before she could open her stomach, she was gurgling.

After all, she just vomited her dinner earlier, and now it's midnight, so why not be hungry.

As she got up and went to fill her stomach, Zhu Zhuqing also had a slightly pale expression, touched her hungry stomach a little and slowly got up.

But after a while, someone let out a rapid coughing sound.

Seeing Ning Rongrong coughing cutely because she was too anxious to eat, Su Yi smiled and shook her head helplessly: "Eat slowly and don't choke."

"Understood, Brother Su Yi." Ning Rongrong smiled awkwardly after coming over, then turned to look at Xiao Wu with a calm face, "By the way, Miss Xiao Wu, you don't seem to be scared at all, okay Boldly say..."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's little hand holding the chopsticks visibly paused.

But she just paused, then looked at her with big bright and clear eyes, and blinked calmly.

"Of course you have to get used to it after everything has passed. Don't you, Rongrong? Just use the word "little witch."

Hearing what she said, Ning Rongrong seriously explained: "That's not the same, after all they were talking bad about me behind my back, fortunately I don't care now, otherwise hehehe..."

Listening to the two arguing there, the oppressive atmosphere in the room was swept away.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had a bad look on his face, was smiling lightly at this moment while eating and listening to the two of them chatting.

"Okay, since your spirits are pretty good, let's do this." Seeing that both of them had recovered, Su Yi smiled and got up to leave, "Remember to rest early, I'll leave first."

After speaking, he stretched out his hands to rub their heads gently, caring for the three of them again.

Feeling Su Yi's love for own, at this time Ning Rongrong no longer suppressed the true feelings deep in her heart, and threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly with both hands.

Seeing this, Su Yi just smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Ning Rongrong's back, and gently patted the slightly trembling soft body in his arms, "Cry, it's much better to cry out."

Facing his comfort, Ning Rongrong silently responded to him.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing both sighed softly.

After all, they were only about twelve years old, so the murder was still a bit stressful for them.