Chapter 227: I don’t want to change my name, but I don’t want to change my surname

"Well... ghost... ahem... devil... you..."

As Crow looked down at his handiwork.

A high-level Doomsday War King with only half his body left was splashing with blood, coughing violently, and looked up at him from his feet.

"..."

The emotions of gloom, anger, and disgust were revealed in Crowe's eyes.

Flaws are what he hates most in his life.

Not elegant enough, not perfect enough.

It will make him feel that he has damaged the face of the noble family of the Duke of Mulan.

And now!

This is an inferior species of monkeys that is not dead!

It's the flaw in his elegant offensive!

It was the stain on his first step into the hunting ground to perform the hunting ritual!

He, the future successor of the Duke of Mulan, will never allow himself to be stained in any way!

And the way to erase the stain is to make this royal capital never exist!

Zhi——!

A thought flashed through my mind.

Turn your palm!

A pure black energy star bloomed!

咵咲——!

He didn't want to be just when he was about to unleash his destructive power.

The silver-eyed young man fell from the sky and accurately stepped on the head of the senior Doomsday War King.

Taking away his last breath, which was already like a candle.

Dark red blood mixed with pink and white brains flew out from the soles of his feet.

And was isolated from the clothes by the silver energy.

Crow in the air looked at the silver-eyed young man as if looking at a corpse.

"Jones, what are you doing?"

The questioning voice was like a deep cold river crashing into the hearts of those present.

Silver-eyed Jones smiled sheepishly: "I only admire Lord Crowe's heroic figure and accidentally stepped on the remains of these inferior corpses. It is really rude."

"But Mr. Crow, before taking the assessment, the Duke specifically told me to remind you that this is a hunting ground in the starry sky. Even our Holy Emperor Orchid Kingdom has limits that cannot be crossed. It cannot be destroyed excessively. Only by using its right."

"Are you blaming me?" Crowe's voice was even colder.

Jones felt a chill behind him and hurriedly said: "How could it be?! How could I blame Lord Crowe! I..."

"That's enough. As a high-ranking noble, I don't have a calm posture at all. It's really not elegant enough. When I go back, I will implement the noble code a hundred times. Lin, you will supervise it. I want to see the process of Jones' implementation."

The black stars converged and the coldness dissipated. Crowe put his hands on his back and slowly fell from the air to the ground.

Jones and the silver-haired girl in the air responded in unison.

The former hurriedly took a few steps forward, came behind Crowe, and gave up half of his body.

The latter, who was called Lin, arrived at the center of the Royal City Square first.

I saw her stroking it with one hand, and an exquisite gold-inlaid jade throne appeared beside her.

Crow happened to walk to the front of the throne.

There is no stagnation, no change in expression.

Just like a long-established habit, he turned around and sat on the throne.

The four aliens in blue who were standing in the air looked at each other and turned into quick shadows. After a few ups and downs and jumps, they disappeared into the morning curtain.

Crowe, on the other hand, had his legs crossed, leaning on his side, holding on to the armrest with one hand and supporting his cheek with the other, waiting for the end of the hunting ground lazily.

Jones is guarding the right back of the throne, and Lin is guarding the left back of the throne.

The two agreed with Crowe.

They are all waiting quietly.

Because there is an admission assessment for their existence.

There is no possibility of not getting through it.

After all, they entered here not because of their level of strength, but because the entrance examination only had a maximum of level four.

It's a pity for the prey in this hunting ground.

In any other hunting ground, one could still survive by just surviving.

Encountered them and Master Crow.

That would definitely eliminate the root cause, and there would be no possibility of surviving.

To blame.

Just blame them for their bad luck.

Or think about it from another perspective.

It can be written into the history of Mr. Crow's admission to hospital after meeting the standard.

Isn’t it a precious honor?

…

The other side.

Sergeant Gugra Base.

Lu Ming had been drawn into the crowd by Chu Feng.

The sun is round, the south is cold, and the Tianzhu side sees new people joining China.

There was no sarcasm, no fear, and no verbal provocation.

Everyone seems to be an expert who is indifferent to the world, maintaining calmness and quality.

Lu Ming captured the expressions of these people out of the corner of his eyes.

I have a new understanding of Blue Star’s true first-tier team.

He also thought that Nanhan would bark, Japan would ridicule, and Tianzhu would use their numbers to rise up and provoke.

It turns out that when it comes to this level, the plot in the novel will not appear.

But whether it was superficial or just pretentious, he would look at it later.

"Come on, come on, everyone, come and get to know each other. This, uh... brother, haha, let's just call him brother. He is also a compatriot of ours in China."

At first glance, Chu Feng looked like a severely ill patient with a good social skills. The words kept popping up in his mouth, which instantly reminded him of a fellow patient, Fang Peng.

At this time, he pulled me to introduce him to everyone, and patted him on the shoulder very familiarly.

Fortunately, it wasn't the one Chuxue was sitting on, otherwise she might have had to avoid his slaps and embarrass him on the spot.

People around him greeted Lu Ming one after another.

There are various ways.

Some called him brother, some smiled and nodded, and some were indifferent and just looked at him.

Lu Ming smiled back one by one.

The world has changed and I have been exposed to so many things.

Although social pain has not been completely relieved.

Playing tricks on occasion is out of the question.

But he had a question.

"Hello everyone, very enthusiastic, but how can you be sure that I am a Chinese? Isn't it a bit hasty to just speak Chinese?"

Yes, this is his question.

Even if the road ahead is unknown, it is not ruled out that competition will appear from the beginning.

He was the last one to come out, and no one was sure whether he had already made plans in the cabin.

Chu Feng paused after hearing this, his smile changed from honest to serious, and his voice became steady.

"Brother, you can ask this question, which has ruled out 90% of the suspicion. There is actually a way to verify the remaining 10%. Don't blame me, brother. If there is any misunderstanding, I will bow to you in person and apologize later, so please open the chat channel first."

As he said this, Chu Feng also made an invitation.

Lu Ming did not have any emotional fluctuations at all due to his threat.

But he was still very interested in this verification method.

So he also opened the fraud window.

Seeing Lu Ming click, Chu Feng continued, "Now look at the last channel."

Lu Ming continued to execute, and indeed saw a section called "Starry Sky Hunting Ground·Huaxia".

"Type a few words at random."

Lu Ming suddenly realized and typed three words at random.

[Starry Sky Hunting Ground·Huaxia] Anonymous: "One of us."

Seeing the information appear in the channel list.

Chu Feng's serious expression instantly returned to a simple and honest state, and he bowed to Lu Ming 90 degrees with a face full of shame.

"Sorry! I misunderstood you, brother!"

This solemn gesture made Lu Ming feel that Chu Feng was very interesting, and he generously said that it didn't matter, it didn't matter, it was normal, and then asked: "What if it is confirmed that I am not? Can the transferor be wiped out here?"

Chu Feng stood up and explained: "If not, you have been controlled, don't forget, I brought you to the crowd."

Hearing this, Lu Ming subconsciously looked around, and sure enough, although the people around him seemed to be standing in a scattered manner.

In fact, they had surrounded him in three layers inside and outside.

These guys have their own tricks.

"But you can't kill the transferors. It's forbidden to hurt people in this place." Chu Feng added.

"It's forbidden to hurt people?" Lu Ming repeated.

"That's right. When you attack someone, the target will be protected by the bio-force field, regardless of whether you have the intention to kill; but the bio-force field can also suppress it, so it can be controlled."

This time it was not Chu Feng who spoke.

But the man standing aside, twenty-seven or eighty years old, with eyebrows like blazing fire.

He pulled out a Mo Dao, holding the handles sideways with both hands, and pointed the tip of the knife at Lu Ming.

Instantly, the induction was triggered, and the familiar light yellow light curtain emerged from Lu Ming's body.

It was the bio-force field that he had seen several times!

"I see."

Personally experienced, Lu Ming, as the last person to enter this place, has seen through all the details.

He looked at the man with 27 or 28 years old and blazing eyebrows again, and his eyes showed appreciation.

Because he was not someone else, but the only extreme hunting warrior in the entire Chinese team.

The man put away the sword and clasped his fists to Lu Ming, saying, "I am Lin Hao, from the capital of China. Although hiding oneself is understandable and a way of survival for this generation, the future is uncertain now. We can only unite as one. We don't need to tell each other our numbers, but can you tell us your names so that we can address each other when we act later?"

When Chu Feng heard this, he was a little shocked.

Others may not know, but he knows that Lin Hao never takes the initiative to greet strangers.

He is polite and well-educated, but very arrogant. He really looks down on ordinary people.

As a result, he is like this to a stranger now. Could this person... also be a big shot?

"Heh."

With a slight smile, Lu Ming clasped his fists in return: "Since Brother Lin has said so, it is indeed not polite to hide again. Okay, I will not change my name, I will follow the rules, I will have a long and bright future, I am from Hunan and Chu, China, Fang Peng."

...

In another time and space, in the Canjin Hunting Ground, Fang Peng, who was leaning against the wall and pretending to be invisible, suddenly sneezed a huge sneeze, and the demeanor of a master collapsed in public, attracting the attention of countless people.

Fang Peng was slightly embarrassed, but suddenly stood up and said unhappily: "Look, look at the chicken feathers? Have you ever seen a person sneeze? Weird."

Everyone looked sideways, not daring to look again, after all, the giant blade on his back was taller than him.

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