Chapter 288 Why didn't Tang Hao enter the Slaughter City? Is he weak?

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong's confidants were all here.

The pale Bibi Dong coughed from time to time on the throne, as if to tell Shen An, don't forget that I was injured for you.

Shen An also pretended to be moved: "His Majesty the Pope was so seriously injured for me. It's really hard for Yan to repay him with death."

Bibi Dong's eyes showed satisfaction. She was seriously injured, but she was not close to death.

This behavior was nothing more than a show.

"Come here, take out the soul bones that this emperor has collected." A guard with full body armor walked out, holding a jade plate in his hand, on which was a shining bone. "

‘Soul bone! ’ Shen An was slightly shocked. This Pope is really willing to take action.

Not only Shen An, but all the titled Douluo under him looked at him with burning eyes.

Soul bones are so precious, even they, as titled Douluo, don't have a few.

Among them, Yue Guan was the worst. The ninety-fifth level titled Douluo didn't have a single soul bone in his body.

Everyone couldn't help but feel resentment in their hearts. They felt that Bibi Dong was too kind to Shen An, and yet he was rewarded with such a treasure even though he had not accomplished anything.

Pity them, after decades of hard work, the result is always a big pie.

Annoying!

How do they know that there is something called sunk cost.

The more you give to someone, the less you want to give up.

When their Pope was on the hill and took that sword, all he could think about was, I have given too much and I must conquer Yan Chixia.

So it's not surprising that he behaves like this.

Shen An accepted it and didn't want to give away the things that came to his door. Although he used the system to support him, he could still give them away.

However, Shen An still said politely: "His Majesty the Pope, what does this mean?"

"This is the time for the Wuhun Palace to employ people. Your potential is huge and cannot be wasted. I will give you this soul bone. I hope you will do your best for our Wuhun Palace in the future."

Shen An pretended to choke and said: "Yan has lived in the mountains for a long time. Now that he has met the Lord, he should do his best."

Bibi Dong nodded lightly: "Because of the matter in the Douluo Palace, Qiandao Liuding will regard you as a thorn in his side. It just so happens that I have something at hand that I need you to do, so you should avoid the limelight."

"Yan received the Pope's decree." Of course Shen An would not refuse. The purpose of coming here was to gain trust so that he could calmly investigate Xue Qinghe's affairs.

"Escort my disciple to a place."

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Meanwhile, the dark underworld.

"King Shura! King Shura! King Shura!"

Crazy shouts came from the killing fields of hell.

At the feet of the enchanting and handsome Tang San, there were eight withered bones lying at the feet. They were the opponents who had just been sucked into dregs by him.

The only soul master who is not dead yet is a soul master holding a long sword.

Tang San looked at him with disgust and said coldly: "I hate all soul masters who hold swords!"

The ghost shadow was activated, and the Eight Spider Spears penetrated his body violently, and the man turned into a skeleton in an instant.

There was a look of intoxication on his face. He really liked this place so much. It was dark, crazy, and there were countless powerful soul masters waiting for him to eat.

Because he hadn't obtained the seventh soul ring, his cultivation level had been stuck at level seventy, but it didn't matter, he would skyrocket when he got out.

‘However, I really don’t want to go out. ’ Tang San’s greedy eyes swept over every soul master in the auditorium of the Hell Killing Fields. These are all good ingredients.

However, Tang San immediately suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, not yet. He couldn't attack those soul masters without any reason, at least he couldn't take the initiative.

After all, the King of Hell had warned him.

The city of killing, a dark and spacious room.

An extraordinarily tall chair was inlaid with blue and purple crystals to outline a drum-tower-like shape, while everything else was dark red.

"King Shura won again, and all his subsequent attacks were completely absorbed without exception."

A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.

"The great king, I believe he will be able to challenge the hell road soon. Should we contact King Shura and ask him to join us?"

The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment: "No need, if this Shura King joins our Slaughter City, he will destroy us."

"Why."

"I once went to see this person. This person seems to be sanctimonious, but deep down he is more selfish and greedy than me. He only lives for himself. In the end, anyone is just a stepping stone for him. He is born Bad seed."

"That great king, why don't we think of ways to get rid of him? If he becomes the God of Killing, he will definitely bring unpredictable consequences to our city of killing."

"Isn't there such an instruction left on the wall of fables? The god of death is coming, and there will be disaster in hell."

There was a trace of fear on the face of the Slaughter King, but it soon turned into a trace of doubt.

"No, this Shura King has the God of Death as his background. The God of Killing who has passed through the Hell Road can return to the City of Killing at any time. In their God of Killing domain, any soul master can resume the use of soul skills. This is so important to the City of Killing." It's a devastating blow."

"It's just that why does the God of Death only release his God of Death realm outside the City of Killing and not come in personally? His character is the most domineering."

"Is there something wrong with him?" The Slaughter King's eyes flickered.

Each God of Killing is a potential threat to the City of Slaughter. It would be best if they could be eliminated.

To do it or not?

The dark room was silent for a long time, and finally a sigh came.

Unfortunately, the King of Slaughter still didn't want to take any risks, otherwise he would find a wild Tang Hao with a broken hand and serious injuries, and then staged a great filial piety.

Grandfather killed his grandson, and it was on fire.

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Half a month later.

Shen An was taking Hu Liena all the way north to a place called the City of Slaughter to negotiate a deal with the King of Slaughter on behalf of Bibi Dong.

Arriving at a small town, Shen An walked into a tavern as shown on the map. As soon as he stepped in, he gave people a very cold feeling.

About 40% of the people sat in the tavern. The air was turbid and few people spoke, but everyone's face was written with the two big words "unkind".

Everyone looked at Hu Liena greedily. This woman was naturally charming and very eye-catching.

The cowardly cat Tom was so scared that he stuck to Shen An.

A waiter came up: "What do you want to order?"

Shen An said directly: "Let this girl enter the Slaughter City."

When this was said, everyone laughed. Hu Liena, who was dressed luxuriously, didn't look like someone who would enter the Slaughter City at all. Instead, she looked more like a delicate young lady.

"Boy, are you stupid? You want to enter the Slaughter City with your strength?"

"This girl is so beautiful. Instead of going in and being abused, why don't we brothers play with her first?"

"That's right, I'm already thirsty."

A man with a ferocious face walked towards Hu Liena with lustful eyes, and aimed his large palm at Hu Liena's buttocks and prepared to slap her.

"Ahhh! My hand!"

All the soul masters stood up instantly, and the momentum became tense.