A young man with a somewhat strange appearance stood in front of the window. He seemed to feel something and murmured: "Did you fail so quickly, Ku Yayang? Demon boy, I want to see how you will choose."

The mysterious woman gently placed Suhang on the bed. Then, she glanced at the devil boy standing not far away.

The hoarse voice oscillated in the air, giving it a threatening tone.

"No matter what your purpose is, if you dare to hurt him behind his back, don't blame me for not warning you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she finally looked back at Su Hang who was still lying on the bed and disappeared from sight again.

Only the sound of wind chimes still lingered in the air.

The demon boy looked in the direction of the mysterious woman, then turned his attention to Su Hang, and murmured to himself: "Interesting, Su Hang, I really want to know more and more what is hidden in you, first Qingcheng, this one

Another mysterious woman who looks no less powerful than Qingcheng..."

"However, does this mean that Ku Yayang has failed? Without such a powerful thug, it is really a headache..."

Just when the devil boy was thinking, Su Hang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the devil boy in front of him, looked around again, and said to himself in a daze: "Am I still fighting with that woman? What's going on?

Arrived at home."

Then, he looked at the countdown tattoo on his wrist, a bright red number fourteen, which made him even more confused. This should mean he won, right?

But……

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly looked up and caught a glimpse of the devil boy in front of him, and couldn't help but ask: "Little Su Can, do you know how I came back?"

The devil boy looked at the confusion in Su Hang's eyes and replied in a rather malicious tone: "That's right, that's right... I don't remember..."

Although he didn't have much hope of getting the answer from the devil boy, he was still a little disappointed.

However, this emotion had not been brewing for long before I was shocked by the next sound.

"Thirty days later, the first round of death duel will end."

At the same time, in an office building, a young man with tired eyes was picking up his lunch box. Suddenly, he was shaken, and then his shoulders began to tremble, and there seemed to be water droplets falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Are you okay?"

A colleague happened to pass by him and saw his appearance and couldn't help but ask.

"nothing."

He lowered his head and took big bites. Although the rice was very hard and the taste of the food was not very good, at this moment, he felt that there was nothing more delicious in the world.

A neon sign reading "Books also burn fairy grass" hangs at the entrance of a store.

The two fashionably dressed women all had disbelieving looks in their eyes.

"Sister, did you hear anything?" the younger one asked.

"I heard it, I heard it!" The older woman's voice was choked with sobs, "This nightmare is about to end, it is finally about to end, and we... will be free soon!"

As they said this, the two of them suddenly hugged each other, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

People coming and going looked at this scene, shook their heads one after another, and walked away.

In front of a kindergarten, a Porsche parked in front of it, and a richly dressed young woman got out of the car.

Suddenly, the young woman knelt down and covered her eyes with her hands, and drops of water rolled down drop by drop.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" A very lovable little girl asked softly, "Is someone bullying you?"

"fine."

The young woman slowly put down her hand, with some tears still remaining in the corners of her eyes, and replied with a smile, "Mom is so happy."

The same thing was being shown all over the place for a while,

But the next moment, the expressions on the faces of all the resurrected people changed again.

The voice sounded again.

"At that time, the resurrectionists who accumulate more victories from now on will have a better chance of qualifying for the next battlefield."

"Kill as much as you like, everyone!"

When he just heard that sound, Su Hang had already asked the devil boy to stay in the living room, closed the door tightly, and took out the Netherworld Door.

This time, the way it appears is completely different from before.

I heard a ferocious sound coming from inside the door, it felt like a demon was whispering behind the door.

The blood tank in the lower part of the door has been completely filled.

Then, the relief on the door began to slowly swell, looking like blood vessels. From time to time, bright red fluid slid across the door. The faces of everyone passing by along the way flashed with light.

One, two, three,... until the last one. When they are all lit up, the door begins to flash with a strange red light.

And when the last words of that voice fell, a new relief appeared on the door.

Number thirty.

At the same time, the countdowns on the hands of all the resurrected people also changed, and there were two more lines of data. The top one was ??, and the bottom one was thirty.

At the same time, an unknown corner.

A young man with a mixed-race face and light blue eyes looked extremely handsome.

Not far from his feet, a lifeless body lay.

Behind him, the gray-white world began to slowly collapse, gradually revealing its true colors.

It seems that a duel to the death has just ended here.

"Tsk, tsk, with these two lines of data, it doesn't look very pretty."

He took a look at the new tattoo that appeared on his hand, and then a devilish smile appeared on his lips.

"Forget it, for the sake of being able to continue fighting, just be patient for a while. I hope the next opponent can last a little longer."

The other direction.

A young man with an honest face looked at the corpse at his feet, turned around and left.

There was a meow, and a black cat suddenly jumped from the treetop, and its round body fell on his shoulders. The boy's body tilted slightly, and then continued to move forward, letting the black cat tease him with its tail.

brain.

During this time, there were a lot of people on the road, but when everyone saw the boy, they would involuntarily take a detour.

But the strange thing is that the animals in Kilometers seem to like him very much. Several dog walkers tried their best to pull the dogs back. But the dogs were still turning back three times at a time, trying their best to chase the boy.

It makes a fawning cry while wagging its tail.

The boy ignored them and sat alone and silently on the park bench.

Pigeons in the park flew in overwhelming numbers and landed on his head and feet. They all looked like his own, and they were very close to him.

The black cat was very angry, jumping up and down from his shoulder and beating the pigeon.

The young man remained unmoved and took out the bread from his pocket and ate it.

Halfway through eating, he suddenly paused and raised his right hand, looking at the numbers slowly appearing on it.

"The deadline is up."

His voice opened for the first time, and his voice was low and hoarse.

A pigeon jumped to his hand and glanced at him with its head tilted.

Then he started to peck at the half-cut piece of bread in his hand, but was quickly swatted away by the fat cat that rushed down.

The black cat meowed at the boy several times as if to take credit.

While holding its chin, the young man looked up at the rolling clouds in the sky.

"The melee is about to begin."
Chapter completed!