Chapter 175 Tang San is rebellious!

Since then, Yuexuan has appeared again.

Under the guidance of Tang Yuehua, the master of the hall, Tang San began to learn music, etiquette and so on.

Faced with these things that were useless for fighting, Tang San was very repulsive. There were many times when he had conflicts with other nobles. Tang San usually took the lead, struck first, and beat the person half to death. Only then would the anger in his heart be filled. calm.

Tang San was happy, but Tang Yuehua was in trouble afterwards.

Not only must we appease the students who were beaten by Tang San, but we must also know that those who come to Yuexuan to study usually have monstrous backgrounds. Even if Tang Yuehua is the master of Yuexuan, he cannot offend them at will.

Moreover, as Tang San stayed in Yuexuan longer, he felt like he was on pins and needles hiding the irritability in his heart. He really wanted to arrive in the killing city as soon as possible and start a massacre, venting the anger in his heart while strengthening his strength, so that he could conquer Zhou Sidong in the future. Defeat and kill!

"It's been three months and the mistress is still like this. I'm at my wits end."

Tang Yuehua pressed her temples in distress, with a sad look on her face.

"Zhou Sidong killed Xiao Wu and absorbed his soul ring and soul bones. This incident was such a huge blow to Xiao San that he couldn't accept it for a while."

Tang Hao could only say this.

"Having said that, it's been a year and nine months. No matter how great the hatred is, it's time to subside. It can't stay like this."

Tang Yuehua originally wanted to use the Yuexuan environment to let Tang San learn music and etiquette so that he could get rid of his inner impatience, but unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. Tang San became even more impetuous. Not to mention, he himself had the urge to kill the students several times!

If Tang Yuehua hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"..."

Tang Hao was silent for a long time, and then said: "The mistress will come out of the shadows, I promise."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Ma'am, something bad is going on!"

A rushing sound sounded from outside the door.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Yuehua shook his head silently, maybe Tang San had done something wrong again.

"Tang San has a conflict with Princess Xueke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room was suddenly opened by Tang Yuehua. As for Tang Hao, he had already been hiding.

"Xue Ke is kind-hearted by nature, how can the mistress possibly conflict with her?"

Tang Yuehua knew very well that this princess of the empire was kind, pure, and did not use her status to oppress others. Her popularity in Yuexuan was second only to Tang Yuehua.

"The reason was that Tang San had a conflict with someone. Princess Xueke wanted Tang San to turn their hostility into friendship. As a result, Tang San became so angry that he even lashed out at Princess Xueke. The current situation is not optimistic. You'd better go and have a look."

After listening to what the doorman said, Tang Yuehua was as big as two people.

…

"The eighty-ninth victory!"

The killing fields of hell.

Zhou Sidong took back the angel sword, looked at the body lying on the ground, and walked towards the registration office expressionlessly.

"It's only been a few months, but the Golden Devil has already won eighty-nine consecutive victories. It's simply terrifying!"

Golden Demon, the title given to Zhou Sidong by the Fallen of the Killing City.

An angel's sword cut through the darkness, and the golden sword light made the fallen's hearts tremble several times. On one occasion, Zhou Sidong killed the fallen within a radius of five kilometers, so he was given the word "devil".

"Look, the Golden Devil has signed up again. He wants to prevent others from living!"

"Keep your voice down, don't risk your life! If the Golden Devil hears it, we will all die!"

Zhou Sidong came to the registration office and said coldly: "Sign up for me!"

The person in charge of registration was on pins and needles at the loud and powerful sound. He quickly lowered his head and respectfully accepted the ID badge handed over by Zhou Sidong, and then started to register.

"Your ninetieth game will begin in a moment. I wish you a successful start!"

Offering the token with both hands, Zhou Sidong still looked cold. After putting the token away, he left the registration office and walked towards the arena where he was about to appear.

"There are still ten games to go before the hundred games are reached. The City of Killing really cannot tolerate this big devil!"

Watching Zhou Sidong leave, the person in charge of registration breathed a sigh of relief. Once upon a time, the Killing City had not been so crazy for many years. The change in Tan Zhi's expression was not only a person's name, but also the holy sword stained with the blood of countless fallen people. !

Zhou Sidong stepped onto the same arena again.

He looked relaxed and without any pressure. The angel sword he held in his hand seemed to be called by its master. The golden sword light cut through the sky. In an instant, nine people in front of him were killed!

Nine headless corpses fell to the ground, with blood flowing and heads flying.

The scene was as silent as ice, and everyone was afraid of the Golden Demon. If the King of Killing hadn't been sitting in the City of Killing, with Zhou Sidong's performance and record, he could be called the "King" in the City of Killing!

"There are still ten games left, keep working hard and create greater glory!"

Zhou Sidong turned around and walked towards the registration office.

…

Wuhun Palace.

It has been seven months since Zhou Sidong left Wuhun Hall without knowing it.

During these seven months, the two Zhu Zhuqings missed Zhou Sidong endlessly. As for his two children, they could only listen to their mother describe how strong their father was, and he was a truly strong man!

Zhou Sidong's eldest son Qian Lingfeng is one and a half years old, and his youngest daughter Qian Muxue is seven months old.

The two children were held in the arms of their mother respectively. Zhu Zhuqing looked forward, looking at the sunset setting in the distance, and sighed softly: "I don't know what happened to him in the killing city. There is no news at all."

"Don't worry, he will be a good person and nothing will happen to him."

"Zhu Zhuqing" hugged her daughter and had full confidence in Zhou Sidong.

That guy is a scourge and will not die easily.

"Mom, when will dad come back?"

Qian Lingfeng opened his big round eyes like black gems, staring at Zhu Zhuqing and asked.

"Although mom doesn't know when your dad will come back, mom has a hunch that your dad will come back. He will definitely come back."

"Come on, it's time for dinner."

"Zhu Zhuqing" picked up his daughter, looked at each other with Zhu Zhuqing, and walked towards the Wuhun Hall together.

After dinner.

Zhou Sidong's son and daughter were picked up by Qian Daoliu, and they will live in the Elder's Hall for a while.

Both brothers and sisters are Seraphim martial souls, Xiaoxue has already made this clear.

As a new generation of the angel clan, Qian Daoliu naturally values ​​the brothers and sisters very highly.

He has been taught since he was a child, and he is strict but at the same time caring as an elder.

…

One month later.

The city of killing erupted with shouts like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. Today is a day worth remembering, and it is also a day that makes countless fallen people cheer.

Because on this day, the Golden Demon completed a hundred victories and was about to leave the Killing City!

The departure of the Golden Demon indicates that their nightmare is about to go away. The atmosphere in the Killing City is like a New Year, and the atmosphere is extremely high!

"Long live the Golden Demon! Long live the Golden Demon! Long live the Golden Demon!"

Zhou Sidong received cheers and shouts from countless people.

"Congratulations, Golden Demon."

The voice was hoarse and filled with magic power, spreading across the killing fields of hell.

The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak, and everyone was shouting the name of the King of Slaughter. As the supreme ruler of the Killing City, the King of Slaughter is also the eternal god in the hearts of all fallen people.

"The King of Killing! The King of Killing!"

"The King of Killing! The King of Killing!"

"..."

"..."

The Fallen shouted with all their might.

Under everyone's gaze, stairs made of blood slowly fell from mid-air.

A tall man with two pairs of blood-red wings on his back, a pale face and extremely blood-red eyes appeared on the scene.

"He is the King of Slaughter?"

This is the first time Zhou Sidong meets the King of Slaughter.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but nod at the same time.

The King of Slaughter marveled at Zhou Sidong's talent, while Zhou Sidong valued the King of Slaughter more. His ability to incarnate Tang Chen was partly due to the Rakshasa God, but it was not easy for this old bat.

"Who are you Qian Daoliu?"

The soul power of the King of Slaughter is transmitted to Zhou Sidong.

"He's my grandfather."

Zhou Sidong answered truthfully.

"As expected."

The King of Killing confirmed his thoughts.

"I am very happy that a killing god is born today. No one has achieved Yum for decades. In you, I see infinite possibilities. You think so, right? My people!"

The power of the King of Slaughter seems to have a magical sound!

"yes!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

"!!"

The overwhelming shouts like a tidal wave sounded again, and for a while, a mountain roar resounded like a tsunami throughout the entire hell killing field.

The King of Slaughter was satisfied and enjoying this moment.

"I originally wanted you to be my guest, but now it seems that I can't. You must have come for the road to hell."

The King of Slaughter continued to transmit his soul power.

"no."

Zhou Sidong shook his head.

"What's that for?"

The King of Slaughter was puzzled.

Many of the people who usually come to the King of Slaughter come here for the Killing God realm, and some come because they can't survive in the Douluo Continent.

Didn't someone as noble and powerful as Zhou Sidong come here for the realm of the God of Killing?

The King of Slaughter really couldn't imagine that this young man had other ideas. He couldn't be a replacement for himself. That was really ridiculous.

Zhou Sidong smiled but did not explain.

In fact, the purpose of his coming to the Killing City was just to test God Shura, to see if the most powerful person in the God Realm would like him because of this, nothing more.

Suddenly, the entire hell killing field turned extremely dark red. The depraved people around them blocked their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, in the center of the Hell Killing Fields, a passage quietly opened. The dark red light suddenly illuminated the entire hell killing place, and the strong smell of blood and murderous aura loomed in the passage.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful suction force was spreading, and some of the degenerates in the killing fields of hell were mercilessly sucked into it.

The fallen person who was sucked into it showed a longing look, his eyes were not astounding, as if he was willing to do so.

Blood sacrifice hell road!

"I have opened what you want. I hope we never have to see each other again."

The King of Slaughter opened the way to hell for Zhou Sidong.

"Farewell."

Zhou Sidong held up his hands, looked at each other with the King of Slaughter, and then jumped up and left the Slaughter City.