Infinite Sims

"Mu Qingfeng?"

Jiang Ren recalled for a moment and discovered that he had heard this name in his previous life.

Since he turned from a slave to a trump card in the arena, he was also compared with Mu Qingfeng, who had the same experience.

Judging from the information revealed by these two voices, Mu Qingfeng is probably a dozen people brought by Leif on one side, and the other side is the manpower of the Desperate Organization.

In addition to the joint council, they should also have at least one special channel.

Jiang Ren calmed down and walked towards the place where the sound came from.

Although he was still using crutches, he could run much faster than ordinary people, and soon came to a small hill.

Jiang Ren took two steps forward and looked over.

It was found that there were close to forty people in the barely flat open space ahead, and they were engaged in fierce fighting.

All kinds of spirit callers of different shapes and species erupted in bursts of attacks by split tigers and leopards.

But among these people, the Desperate Organization’s people were dressed in black and there were more than 20 people. They had the absolute upper hand. They beat Mu Qingfeng and others to the point where they couldn’t raise their heads. Consume their power.

It seems to be the idea of ​​eliminating Mu Qingfeng and others with the least loss.

"That's what you said, want to try my strength?"

Mu Qingfeng, who had turned into a green-skinned barbarian with a height of more than two meters, brandished a huge mace and smashed a desperate man in front of him.

Then, Mu Qingfeng glared fiercely at the outside of the encirclement, the man whose body was hidden in the black robe, taunted: "I thought you were so powerful, it turned out to be just a soft guy who didn't dare to do it. You should be the soft guy. The place to stay is in your mother's arms."

"If you can't even beat anyone under me, what qualifications do you have to fight me?"

The black-robed man didn't care about his sarcasm at all, and then he smiled: "And what about staying in his mother's arms? At least I have a mother, and you don't have a mother. Who made your mother give birth to you and die?"

"My mother will be proud of me even if she dies, and for someone like you, your mother will be ashamed of you whether she is alive or dead!"

Mu Qingfeng can rely on battles to become the best-known gladiator king in the hopeful country.

His level of trash talk may not be the top level, but the ability to withstand pressure is definitely the top level. It is too early to irritate him.

The black-robed man sneered: "What's the use of saying so much, let's consider whether we can survive."

"interesting."

The corners of Jiang Ren's mouth curled up, and his legs and feet instantly turned into phantoms.

However, within ten seconds, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, without causing a sound to come within ten steps behind the black-robed man.

But just as Jiang Ren was about to continue to approach.

The black-robed man suddenly turned his head vigilantly, and his mouth under the hood made a cold voice: "Who are you?"

"Well... an ordinary person without any threats."

Jiang Ren blinked innocently, and was not surprised that he was discovered.

On the one hand, his spirit caller was not good at hiding his whereabouts, and on the other hand, he didn't mean to hide himself.

"Ordinary people?"

The black-robed man was noncommittal, and then sneered: "You and me at this level, who are ordinary people, who would believe it?"

"Believe it or not, but I hope you can do me a favor, so I will thank you very much."

Jiang Ren twisted his neck lazily, with a crutches in his right arm, raised his right hand and yawned, as if he didn't put them in his eyes.

"What's busy?"

The black-robed man did not directly refuse, but asked calmly.

But compared to the calmness on the surface, he was deeply guarded in his heart.

There are very few people who can quietly approach him within ten steps, as few as one hand can count them, and without exception, those people are powerful spiritual callers who have long been famous.

Either the leader of the desperate organization and the elder of the joint council at the same level as him, or someone from a large family that has existed since the beginning of the hope that the kingdom was established.

But the person in front of him didn't touch him, and it made him feel invisible, which was why he didn't want to be evil.

"Who is this guy who didn't even dare to do anything with that bastard?"

Although Mu Qingfeng was fighting one against three, he still looked at Jiang Ren with a trace of mind, thinking about memories in his heart.

But no matter how he recalled it, he didn't find any information related to the image in front of him in his memory, as if this person had suddenly appeared.

Now, he can only hope that even if the person in front of him doesn't help, he doesn't want to be with desperate people.

"You are willing to help, that's great, it's actually very simple."

Jiang Ren had a bright smile on his face: "I hope you and the people you brought can kill yourself cleanly and quickly, otherwise your presence will make me feel embarrassed and disgusting."

Hear the words.

Mu Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and he felt hopeful of being rescued.

The black robe man's face was stiff, and his eyes showed a strong killing intent.

From the moment he met, he knew that Jiang Ren was not in the same group with him, but the relationship with the joint council should not be close, and they could communicate, which meant that it was possible to draw him into the organization.

Unexpectedly, it was my own eyes.

"If you want us to commit suicide, it would be better for you to die first!"

"Uh--!"

Suddenly, the black-robed man made a weird cry of piercing his eardrums, and lifted the black robe in front of him to both sides, revealing the cloud-like darkness below.

With the sound of flapping wings, countless black shadows the size of fists flew out from it like a tide.

It was actually a crow covered in black smoke. They didn't stop at all, and rushed directly at Jiang Ren, who seemed to have not reacted, and drowned him in the blink of an eye, turning it into a huge ball of black crows.

It was also at this moment.

The black-robed man turned and fled quickly to the side.

He didn't have any idea of ​​making up the knife or checking the result. As early as the first moment of shooting, he knew that the beautiful man who suddenly appeared in front of him was more powerful than he thought.

Perhaps the best hole cards can tie the opponent, or even kill the opponent.

However, most of the black-robed men's hole cards are consumables, and they are reluctant to just waste it here. After all, the plan is about to begin tomorrow, and there is no time to replenish the hole cards.

Bang!

The ball of the black crow instantly turned into countless tiny pieces of minced meat.

A violent gust of wind dissipated around, blowing away the blood and minced meat, revealing Jiang Ren in the form of spirit-evoking possession.

"Ran?"

Jiang Ren looked to the side.

From a distance, I saw a dark shadow leaving quickly, becoming smaller and smaller in my line of sight.

"It's impolite to run away, and I'll be angry."

The ground under Jiang Ren's feet sank in an instant, and then the whole person quickly swept out.

But his target was not the black-robed people, but the group of "desperate" people who hadn't reacted because the black-robed people left.

collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse!

Jiang Ren didn't do anything, but with his powerful body and extremely fast speed, his whole person was like a high-speed train, smashing the "desperate" people to pieces, blood scattered, and dead.

Less than two seconds.

He turned and chased in the direction of the black-robed man.

His father, Mo Changsong, was attacked by a "desperate" in this space. Now he has finally caught a "desperate" big fish, how can he easily let him go?

Compared with the "desperate" people who have died before they react.

The thirteen people, including Mu Qingfeng, were stunned at this moment. Each of them was stained with blood, minced meat, and broken bones, but these were not theirs, but came from the moment they were still in contact with each other. "Desperate" people they are at war with.

After a while, everyone recovered from their trance.

Fortunately, at the same time that I survived, I couldn't help but give birth to a trace of fear of the unknown and powerful.

"Strong! It's too strong!"

"Elder Leif may not be able to compare... the excellency just now, right?"

"That's how you haven't seen the power of Elder Leif."

"I feel that your Excellency's strength should not be much different from that of Elder Leif, otherwise the person hiding in the black robe will not run away."

A dozen people were chatting while dealing with the contaminated flesh and blood.

Like Mu Qingfeng, these people are all famous gladiators who have accumulated a lot of combat experience in the arena. Although the scene before them is bloody, for people like them who often participate in gladiatorial battles, it will cause some problems. Psychological discomfort.

After the initial excitement, their mood gradually fell.

There were 17 people who came in in the same batch, except for Elder Leif, but now there are only 13 people, which means that four people died in the battle just now.

Long before they entered the field of despair, they had the determination to die.

But their ideal death is to die in a desperate arena, to die in a battle with monsters in another world, rather than the current death that is almost meaningless.

Everyone started to bury the four people in the ground.

When they turned their heads and wanted to ask Mu Qingfeng, the strongest one, what to do next, they saw that he was standing where the beautiful man was just now, and picked up the two crutches that the other party had dropped.

"There is a strong breath on this."

Mu Qingfeng's eyes were fiery, and his rough hand slowly stroked the crutches, as if this was a peerless beauty with smooth skin.

Seeing his expression like this, everyone looked at each other, but it wasn't surprising.

Sometimes facing the strong, he would have such an incomprehensible look, although it was a bit disgusting, but fortunately it would not affect them.

Taking into account the wrong location, Mu Qingfeng quickly hugged the crutches in his arms.

"Elder Leif doesn't know what's going on. Stay here, maybe you will be attacked again by the Desperate Organization. Only the Desperate Arena is the best choice."

Mu Qingfeng took the lead and headed towards the skylight beam.

The others followed him, and someone couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take away your crutches too?"

"Although I don't know the specific identity of that lord, from his rescue of us, he must be ours. If you leave the crutches here, you will be disrespectful to him, and it will be bad if you lose it."

Mu Qingfeng righteously said: "In order to ensure that there are no accidents, it is the duty of the rescued person to bring them to the arena."

Who do you look down on? You fetish fanatic, it is clear that you have taken a fancy to the personal things of that senior.

Everyone quietly glanced at each other, and they all saw the contempt in each other's eyes.

After half an hour.

The group finally arrived at the arena of despair.

There is not much difference between the Desperate Arena and the outside arena. Perhaps the biggest difference is that the small number of spectators sitting in the stands are mostly gladiators who are ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.

After verifying their identities, they successfully entered the arena of despair.

Entering the passage extending in all directions, I am going to go to the specially set up infirmary to see the injury.

"You were attacked by "despair"?"

Suddenly, a female voice like a royal sister came from the corner in front.

At the corner, two young women walked out, one with a proud blonde and the other with a petite "maiden".

"Vivian..."

Mu Qingfeng nodded to the blonde woman, greeted the people around him to go first, and left and said the experience just now.

From weak to strong through his own efforts, ordinary people are not regarded by him at all. Only the strong can win his respect, and this includes Vivian.

"You said that the lord who saved you is about twenty years old, with long black hair, black pupils, sickly white skin, and looks very thin, like a person who has been lying in a hospital bed for a long time?"

Vivian, who was originally just curious, suddenly came to his senses after hearing Mu Qingfeng's description.

Mu Qingfeng nodded: "My memory is okay, I should remember correctly, is there any problem?"

"Miss, isn't this person Mo Shicheng?"

Xiluweiya on the side couldn't help saying.

There was a glimmer of hope in Vivienne's eyes, but it soon dimmed, and shook his head: "Impossible, he was still in a coma before I came in, and that was two days ago."

"But, isn't the time here much slower than outside?"

Xiluvia didn't give up: "Two days here, maybe a month or two have passed by the outside world, maybe he's already awake?"

For the person who said that she was a little girl when we first met, and that she would never grow up, her senses were not so good.

After all, she suspects that the reason why she is not growing up is because of what the other party said.

But under the influence of her own lady's marriage to him, as well as his pitiful appearance in a coma for more than ten years, she has ranked that person second after the lady.

"You're right, maybe it's him."

Vivienne didn't refute any more, and reached out and rubbed Xiluweiya's head.

She also hopes that the man is her husband, but no matter how the calculation is made, at most one or two months have passed by the outside world, even if he wakes up, it is absolutely impossible for him to have the strength to scare the desperate leader to flee?

Because this is far beyond the scope of miracles, it belongs to the daytime fantasy, and there is no possibility at all.

But Vivian also knows that Xiluweiya is kind ~ www.wuxiamtl.com ~ expects this, which is actually not bad. Anyway, I had decided long ago. If he hasn't woken up, then he will go down and wait for him when he is dead, and stay with him when he lives.

"Well, can I ask, who is that person in your mouth?"

Mu Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.

He just felt more and more confused about the conversation between the two women in front of him.

"He is my husband."

Vivian smiled sweetly, and then walked into the fork in the road with Xiluvia.

"gentlemen?"

Mu Qingfeng shook his head, but still didn't understand.

But he didn't bother to ask, his eyes quickly cast on the two crutches in his hands, unable to look away like treasures.

The things of the strong, carefully sensing the aura above, as if receiving the teachings of the strong.