Douluo: Venom Spirit, possesses Xiao Wu at the beginning

Chapter 635: Rare Initiative

The Terror Knight felt the strong pressure emanating from Tang Hao, and his heart trembled slightly. He bowed slightly and responded respectfully: "God of Killing, please put away the God of Killing Domain to show respect to my king."

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then put away the Killing God Field.

"Please come with us."

The Terror Knight turned and walked towards the mysterious passage.

Tang Hao followed the Terror Knight quietly. The other Terror Knights surrounded Tang Hao, full of vigilance and solemnity.

As the last Terror Knight walked into the passage.

The Killing Tavern did not return to its usual calmness. Instead, it became noisy and full of discussions.

Walk into the passage.

The passage was long and dark, not very thick but rather very narrow.

There is no light.

After a while, the Terror Knight knocked twice heavily on a wall somewhere that had no features left.

bump!

The voice has not yet fallen.

A portal opened from it.

The blood light revealed in it formed a sharp contrast with the darkness of the passage.

The Dread Knight raised his hand.

"Please! There will be messengers to receive you in the king's bedroom."

"Ah."

Tang Hao nodded slightly and strode in calmly. He was about to see his grandfather whom he had not seen for many years, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Just stepped through the portal.

A cold female voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Respected God of Killing, our great King of Slaughter is waiting for you inside."

Tang Hao turned his head and looked.

A charming woman slowly walked out from the corner. Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Her narrow eyes flashed with a faint green light.

Her lips were painted with dark red lipstick.

The color was as if it had just drunk blood, exuding an enchanting and decadent scent.

She was wearing a purple dress with a wide neckline.

Tang Hao lowered his eyes, his voice was cold and brief.

"lead the way!"

These two concise words carry a chilling murderous intent.

There was no fear in the eyes of the enchanting woman. He was just a killing god. In this killing city, it was the world of their great killing king.

Bend down slightly and raise your hands to make a please gesture.

"Heh... Kill God, please."

"..."

Tang Hao said nothing, but followed the charming and wanton woman, walking slowly in the dim passage.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Tang Hao finally arrived in front of a magnificent gate.

Tall and heavy.

A nine-headed bat pattern is carefully engraved on it.

The nine-headed bats looked so lifelike that they seemed ready to flutter out of the door at any moment.
The woman bowed slightly, stretched out her slender fingers and tapped lightly on the stone door. The evil voice sounded particularly abrupt in this silent environment.

"Great king, the God of Death has been brought here." "Let him in."

A low yet sharp voice was heard, and even through the thick stone door, it was still harsh.

Tang Hao frowned. Just by listening to the voice, he absolutely couldn't believe that this King of Slaughter would actually be his grandfather, the Peerless Douluo.

The words have not yet fallen.

The stone door slowly opened.

A strong and sickening smell of blood came over me like a tide.

Tang Hao was no longer surprised by this kind of aura.

"Kill God. Please!"

The charming and open-minded woman lowered her head respectfully.

His attitude was extremely humble, as if he was welcoming the supreme god, but not to Tang Hao, but to the King of Slaughter.

Tang Hao walked into the palace. His eyes did not linger on the bloody surroundings for long, but were directly fixed on the extremely large chair in the center of the room.

It stands quietly like a majestic throne.

The blue and purple crystals on the chair are intertwined, sparkling with mysterious light, and behind the chair, it is like the wingspan of a bat. The outstretched wings seem to cover the entire world, full of deterrence.

Sitting on the throne was the King of Slaughter, wearing a blood-red robe and wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak with a stand-up collar. His face was as pale as paper, like someone who had been ill for a long time, but he exuded a chilling aura.

Blood red hair and eyes
Tang Hao looked at him carefully, and gradually some excitement and impatience appeared in his eyes!

Damn it.
Why didn't he get closer and take a closer look? If this isn't his grandfather, then who is it?!

"The Earth-shattering Evil Star from the City of Slaughter"

"I didn't expect that after all these years, you would come back here again."

A hoarse, cold voice rang out in this bloody room.

Tang Hao frowned, feeling that the voice was extremely harsh. He wanted to kill the King of Slaughter in front of him and free his grandfather.

"I don't know why you came here?"

"..."

Tang Hao suppressed the impulse in his heart and asked, "Do you remember Ye Qiu? He is the guy who recently obtained the Killing God Domain."

"Black-level Buddha?" The King of Slaughter was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Of course I remember. He is the God of Slaughter who won 100 consecutive victories the fastest in history. It's hard to forget."

Tang Hao continued to inquire: "How long has he been here? Has he done anything special?"

The King of Slaughter frowned.

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Ye Qiu didn't know Tang Hao's whereabouts. He just wanted to eat his fill at once. He had never worked so hard before. It wasn't until the purple air in the east came to the horizon and the sun rose high that Ye Qiu stopped eating.

There was a noise in the secret room.

"ha--!"

“Refreshing”

Ye Qiu, lying in the water, let out a long breath, pulled his hands out of the slippery water, patted his mouth, moaned comfortably, sniffed some strange fragrance, yawned lazily, and stretched. He shook his dizzy head and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that after giving birth to his daughter, Liu Erlong's figure was obviously better, softer, and warmer. In the past, when he practiced with Liu Erlong, he was not so devoted.

This time, even after practicing for such a long time, Ye Qiu still felt refreshed and did not feel tired at all. Perhaps it was because Ye Qiu had become stronger, or perhaps it was because Liu Erlong was no longer the same as before and brought her own supplies.

Ye Qiu lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling that was burnt black by the fire dragon's flames. He calmed down, turned his head and looked down. What came into his sight was a snow-white cute cat without any cover, squeezed in Ye Qiu's arms.

timely
Ye Qiu's gaze fell on Liu Erlong's face which was full of blood and yet pale. Her eyes were still wet and there were traces of tears on her face, but her hands, which was extremely rare, took the initiative to hold Ye Qiu's arm.

The rosy face and smooth black hair were a little white because of the cold night last night. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her skin was radiant.

I can't tell whether it's pain or pleasure.

I wish you all a happy life!

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(End of this chapter)