The Road To Play From Douluo

Komaji ignored the whispers of the drugstore owner. He just wanted to buy the medicine quickly and go back to change clothes.

The drugstore owner skillfully grabbed the medicine for Komaji, but his eyes kept scanning the blood-stained clothes on Komaji's body.

The pharmacy owner's eyes were caught by Koji. He was not familiar with the pharmacy owner, and he didn't know what the other person would do when he saw the blood on his body, so Koji was somewhat nervous.

"Haha, don't worry, kid, I won't do anything. But I have some unused clothes here, so I'll give them to you. Wearing bloody clothes will definitely cause you a lot of trouble. Bar?"

Before Komaji could reply, the drugstore owner took out a pair of gray clothes from the room and handed them to Komaji, "Go inside and change into them."

Koji looked at the smiling expression of the drugstore owner in surprise, nodded gratefully and said, "Excuse me, I'll change it soon."

Not long after, Koji, who had changed his clothes, said goodbye to the drugstore owner with a smile. He never expected that he would be targeted by the swordsmanship dojo for two consecutive days.

At the same time, he also understood to some extent the cruel treatment suffered by the children who had previously joined the Suryu Dojo. If he hadn't had some skills, he might have been killed quietly by someone from the swordsmanship dojo.

Koji looked at his chiseled arm. If Lotta hadn't given him an opportunity last night, he might have been a corpse now.

The master of the swordsmanship hall completely lost due to carelessness and lack of intelligence. If the master of the swordsmanship hall was prepared, it is estimated that Komaji would not kill him so easily.

There is only one life, and the swordsmanship owner's carelessness also caused his death. This is undeniable. There are not so many opportunities to start over again in the world.

Koji quickly returned to the dojo. Keizang and Lotta also noticed that Koji had changed his clothes, and they guessed something. However, since Komaji came back safely, they had nothing to do with it.

You can figure out this kind of thing with your feet. It must be the swordsmanship dojo opposite that is causing trouble again.

"Mr. Qingzang, let me pay them a visit tomorrow. It's not okay to embarrass the juniors all the time."

"Well, that's what I have in mind. Tomorrow we will go to their homes to ask for advice. It doesn't matter even if there is no evidence. Do elders need a reason to vent their anger on juniors?"

Luo Ta smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said: "You mean to kick the gym? It's quite interesting. I haven't indulged in it for a long time.

It just so happens that this opportunity is rare. "

As time passed slowly, everyone in the Suliu Dojo also took a rest. Compared with the stability of everyone in the Suliu Dojo, the apprentices in the Swordsmanship Dojo were a little anxious.

Five members were missing yesterday, and even the leader was missing today. Is that kid so difficult to deal with?

After thinking about it, the apprentices at the swordsmanship dojo still couldn't calm down, so a few of them spontaneously went out to look for the owner.

While everyone was searching, a curly-haired man wearing a black striped kimono appeared in their field of vision.

In the middle of the night, a strange man appeared on the street, which instantly attracted the attention of many swordsman apprentices.

"Besides us, there is someone else wandering around outside at night. Maybe he has some contact with the owner of the museum. Let's go and question him!"

Just as they were told, a group of swordsman apprentices, led by an older swordsman, surrounded the man walking towards them.

"Hey, have you ever seen our host? If you know what's going on, call him truthfully. Seeing how weak you are, we might let you go!"

The surrounding swordsmanship apprentices also echoed triumphantly, with extremely arrogant attitudes.

"Oh? What did you scum just say? Do you think I am too weak?"

The man in the black striped kimono had a displeased look on his face. He slowly raised his head and looked at the swordsmen opposite him with his blood-red eyes.

Unfortunately, these guys stepped directly into the minefield of the man named Wu Mei. What he hated most was that others said he was weak behind his back.

Looking at the man's scarlet eyes, the swordsmen all froze. Many of their crotches instantly felt warm, and a smell of urine filled the air.

"I'm sorry, please let me go. It's really not good for me to be blind just now..."

Before the leading swordsman could finish speaking, Wu Kuan slapped his face with his hand, and the huge force directly broke his neck.

How could Wu Mei be relieved after killing only one swordsman? He exuded a cold aura and stared at the other swordsmen fiercely, "Today, none of you can leave."

Wu Kuan then brutally killed the remaining swordsmen in one go, and also asked about the location of the swordsmanship dojo.

It was obviously impossible for a few swordsmen to calm down Wu Mei's anger. Wu Mei slowly walked towards the direction of the swordsmanship dojo. He was going to start a bloodthirsty feast tonight.

"This is the swordsmanship dojo. Why are there so many weaklings at this level? It seems there is nothing to worry about."

Originally, Wuxian planned to find some strong men to fill the seats that Twelve Ghost Moon lacked. However, after sensing the swordsmen in the swordsmanship dojo, he found that they were all weak players, which made Wuhan give up the idea.

Shang Xian Er, who had finally been found before, could not be contacted for some unknown reason, and Wu Mei could only conclude that he was dead. Although a little hasty, he has never been the kind of indecisive person.

One winding and two are gone, just get another one. If Hei Sheimou betrayed him, Wu Mei might only feel a little pain in his body, and the rest would be considered dispensable.

Wuhan's lips curled up slightly as he stepped into the swordsmanship dojo...

A few minutes later, Wuhan walked out of the swordsmanship dojo in a happy mood. It was enough to let him vent all the unhappiness in his heart.

The only flaw is probably that he didn't find an outstanding strong person. If Wuhan hadn't deliberately tortured them, it wouldn't have even taken a few minutes, and they could have been dispatched in less than a minute.

"When I see humans of your level, I feel even more how terrifying those guys from the Demon Slayer Squad are!" Muzan sighed to himself.

The purity of the apprentices of this group of swordsmanship dojo is so low that it makes them laugh even if they are so poor. He was even ashamed of his poor vision. Before, he even thought that he could find good candidates for the Twelve Ghost Moons in a place like this. Now it seems that he is thinking too much!

"Huh? There is actually a Suliu dojo opposite? It looks a little deserted. Forget it for today. Come visit them again when you have time."

Wuhan's smart decision also allowed him to escape the disaster. You must know that there is a terrifying figure in the Suliu Dojo now that makes Wuhan's expression change.

Wuxian thought that he had spared Suliu Dojo, but in fact he had found a way out for himself, but he didn't know it yet.

Su Liu entered the venue, and Luo Ta, who was meditating with his eyes closed, smelled a familiar smell in the air, followed by a strong smell of blood.

"Hey... Tonight seems to be quite extraordinary... Let's go and have a look tomorrow. Even if we go now, it's probably too late."

The smell of blood coming from the opposite side is almost imperceptible to ordinary people, and only practitioners like Luo Ta can have the ultimate control over the things around them.

Although the swordsmanship dojo is filled with the smell of blood, it will take a certain amount of time for the smell to spread. It is estimated that it will not attract the attention of people around until tomorrow morning.

Sure enough, God is watching what people do. Before Luota could take action, the evil-doing swordsmanship dojo had already been sanctioned.

"This can be considered one of your few good deeds, Wu Ke..."