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Dou Buren suddenly came back to his senses during the meditation, only to realize that the blade of Sen Leng was faintly close to the back of his neck.
He shivered, and subconsciously wanted to stick out his consciousness to see the appearance of the person behind him, but someone put a finger on his shoulder and easily pushed his consciousness back.
The finger tapped on his shoulder casually, the movement was not heavy, and it might even have a hint of disgust after careful taste. But if only it hurt as lightly as he did.
This light touch, in fact, only looks relaxed. As the victim, Dou Buren could easily feel that an extremely powerful power of the soul penetrated into his divine machine along that finger.
Although the uninvited guest who came out of the upstream only took his consciousness to touch his own consciousness lightly, but the opponent's consciousness was like a knife like a sword, and the touch was already painful. Most of the foundation of his spiritual consciousness, which he had worked so hard to cultivate for many years, was destroyed before even meeting him.
Dou Buren was trembling uncontrollably, half from fear, the other half from pain and heartache. He trembled and said good things to the unknown intruder behind him: "The late student has met the senior, and the senior has come here from afar. Is there anything that the late student can do for you?"
The man behind him held the knife very steadily. Even after hearing his words and sneered twice, the edge of the knife remained in place, and the blade did not tremble slightly because of the laughter.
He said sarcastically and sarcastically: "Forget it, I don't know how many immoral things have been blamed on me because you called me senior. I am really afraid of losing my life."
This is a man's accent, judging from the tone and voice, it seems that he is still very young.
Dou Buren was originally docile like a quail, but when he heard the age of the other party and secretly estimated the person's cultivation level, he only felt jealous and hated in his heart. In the midst of jealousy and hatred, he couldn't help but feel joy rising in his heart.
It's good to be young. When you are young, you lack experience, and you are prone to change from day to day. Although it would cost him some words, the possibility of saving his life from young people is much higher than that of elders.
Of course, young people are inevitably domineering and conceited, so he can't start with profit, he has to be moved with emotion and reason¡ª¡ª
"If you don't like the younger generation calling it that way, the younger generation won't call it that way." Dou Buren's voice sounded a bit bitter: "I don't know what the younger generation can do for you?"
His tone sounded like a defeated rooster, dejected, wilted and wrinkled, and the calculations in his heart had already been rattling.
He thought, if the person who came had an old grudge with him¡ªalthough he didn¡¯t know which old grudge it was, after all, he had done a lot of wicked things¡ªthen try to pour dirty water on the people around him; If he can't get used to the environment in the Ecstasy World, then he will express his grievances and drag himself out of this matter, if
If his words were interrupted by the words of the people behind him.
The young man behind him spoke, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, but the words were cold, and the syllables could almost break ice stubble: "Thank you. I'm here to ask you for something."
Dou Buren clenched his hands subconsciously, and forced a smile: "As long as the younger generation has"
"You have." The young man interrupted him, and said without doubt: "The first thing I want is your identity."
It seems that he came for the affairs of the world of ecstasy. He was just a pond fish who was caught in a fire at the city gate, and he just happened to catch up with this incident.
Dou Buren sighed secretly in his heart and nodded his head. He gritted his teeth with hatred, but he still fawned in a respectful and respectful manner: "Yes, yes, the younger generation is willing to give it."
The young man was unmoved at all, and said coldly: "The second thing I want from you is your head."
"!!!"
The coolness that Dou Buren had been suppressing in his heart all the time finally rushed to the sky at this moment, and suddenly spread from the scalp to the heels. No matter how much he cared about the sharp blade on the back of his neck, he threw forward and was about to bounce back, making the final blow of the trapped beast.
However, in the eyes of others, this counterattack turned out to be just a farce. The young man gave a cold snort, and instead of waving his knife to pursue him, he just stepped on Dou Buren's vest when he fell over and turned over. Dou Buren almost vomited blood when he stepped on him. He turned his face with difficulty, only to see a handsome and strange young face.
"When you were in samadhi, I could have killed you silently." The young man looked down at him with an indifferent expression: "But I woke you up to make you understand."
"You, the first group of 'guests' extradited to the world of ecstasy, are the matchmakers who have robbed furnaces for many years to provide pleasure to the world of ecstasy, aren't you?¡°But, among all Qiongqi¡¯s preferences, there is only one thing that remains constant.
¡ª¡ªHe loves women the most.
If you compare Qiongqi's hobby to a casino, Chu Yao is basically penniless.
So just like the previous few times, Chu Yao wanted to take the initiative to stir up trouble, and he used this as a bargaining chip in exchange for being thrown into the hunting ground.
He will be manipulated, trampled, bullied, and even on the verge of life and death in the hunting grounds. In the end, he will come out alive and stand in the middle of the banquet together with the few remaining furnaces in panic.
There will be guests who are overwhelmed by his beauty, they will greedily and openly look at Chu Yao, salivating over Chu Yao, while Qiongqi will conceitedly wave to Chu Yao, and exhibit him to everyone, just like showing a rare piece of art. treasure.
Chu Yao will fall into Qiongqi's eyes again, and Qiongqi will be reminded by the envious eyes of countless people, and remember the preciousness of Chu Yao again.
After regaining Qiongqi's attention, Chu Yao can guarantee that his life will last for another two years.
He has endured seven such "two years", so it can be said that he is familiar with the road and has a lot of experience in it. Just waitjust wait until then
But no matter what reason he used to comfort himself, no matter how much survival instinct he used to keep him alive, Chu Yao still felt humiliated when he thought about what he was about to face next.
The plain hand he was pressing on the table put more force on it, and only heard a soft click. He had a cultivation level close to Jindan, but he couldn't even damage an ordinary dressing table.
He just split his Kodan-dyed nails.
Chu Yao flexed his fingers and looked at his nails, and saw that the nails of all five fingers were trimmed exquisitely and rounded, and each nail was dyed with the purest Danxia color, as if five drops of blood were about to drip.
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