Fang Yuan smiled into the light.
The Explosive Orangutan lay on the ground, looked at the laughing boy, and opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.
That thin and weak young man who seemed thin and weak, even yesterday was struggling between life and death, sinking in despair and dead silence, has become so tall at this moment.
Fang Yuan pulled out the bone pole from Mo Shen's body and leaned on it, just like Mo Shen used to walk on the bone pole, he also relied on the bone pole to support his weak body.
But this bone crutch was a bit too tall for Fang Yuan. In Mo Shen's hands, the bone crutch was like a crutch, but on Fang Yuan's side, it was like a long spear. It looked a little nondescript and a little funny.
But the Explosive Orangutan lowered his head. At this moment, it didn't even dare to look at Fang Yuan again.
"What a scary human..."
"Where's the Jasper Snake!"
a hoarse voice rang out. The explosive orangutan replied tremblingly: "My Lord... he went to get Bloody Mary for Mo Shen."
The exchange of Bloody Mary needs human blood. Obviously, in order to survive smoothly in the killing capital, Mo Shen also made quite a lot of effort.
But...
"It's for me."
Fang Yuan said quietly, the explosive orangutan trembled violently and kept nodding his head: "It's for the master, it's for the master's sake!"
Seeing this, Fang Yuan showed a satisfied look.
During this period of time, the dark detention almost caused Fang Yuan to collapse, but at this moment, his identity was reversed, and the depressed emotions in Fang Yuan's heart exploded at this moment.
Distortions in temperament are normal.
Fang Yuan kicked Mo Shen's corpse next to him: "Take this thing out and exchange it for Bloody Mary dew. When it's over, you come here with the Jasper Snake." "Yes, master".
Trembling, the Explosive Orangutan grabbed Mo Shen's body on the ground and then fled the room as if fleeing.
That funny appearance made Fang Yuan laugh for a while, he didn't hide it at all, that unscrupulous, hoarse, and slightly youthful laughter sounded a little sharp and harsh.
Fang Yuan laughed until his voice was hoarse, his eyes were filled with tears, and he collapsed on the hard and cold stone bed again before he stopped.
He glanced at the door closed by the explosive orangutan, at the blood stains left by Mo Shen on the ground, at the corner of the wall, and at the blood-stained stone gravel blade that he used to mutilate himself.
"It's over."
Fang Yuan said softly, not knowing whom he was telling.
He felt so tired, tired all over, from head to toe, from the inside out, physically and mentally exhausted.
And now, he could finally have a good night's sleep.
The Sharingan, which had not been closed for almost a month, turned slowly, and when it closed its eyes, the third hook jade appeared quietly, forming a triangle with the other two hook jade, opposing each other.
There was a slight snoring sound, and only a six-year-old boy was curled up on the cold stone bed, holding the dark Soul Devouring Magic Crystal tightly in his palm, and he would not let go for a moment.
...
The capital of killing, the place where God Shura was tested, is the most chaotic, evil, and depraved place in the entire Douluo Continent.
Whether it is the inner city or the outer city, as long as you step into it, the whole world will only be left with blood and killing.
The place where Fang Yuan lives is the outer city, which is called the outer city, but it is actually a barren land.
Let alone a house, there is not even a decent shed here. If you want to live, you must find a place to live. This is why Fang Yuan's previous residence only had a small window.
However, even in such a living environment, you still need to pay two cups of Bloody Mary every month.
The so-called Bloody Mary is actually human blood.
In this chaotic city, life is the only currency!
Fang Yuan was walking on the barren ground, and on his thin left hand, there was a green snake that looked like emerald and white jade, looking around from time to time, spitting out snake letters.
Although it is said that the outer city is protected by the King of Slaughter and killing people is forbidden, Fang Yuan can't guarantee that those guys who only have evil thoughts in their minds and death and killing in their hearts can keep themselves safe.
Being careful, he brought the Jasper Snake over and left the Explosive Orangutan at home.
The Jasper Snake is a thousand-year-old soul beast, probably about three thousand years old, and the strength of the target is the soul master.
However, after Mo Shen used the spirit-eating spell to improve, the Jade Snake's strength was far superior to that of an ordinary 3,000-year-old soul beast, especially with its poisonous fangs, even a 5,000-year-old soul beast might not be its opponent.
Five-thousand-year soul beasts can basically be regarded as soul masters of the soul sect level!
Soul beasts have very few restrictions in the Slaughtering City. If someone really targets Fang Yuan without being able to use their soul skills, with the existence of the Jasper Snake, Fang Yuan also has the power to counter it.
Fang Yuan took the Jasper Snake along the way and finally came to a building that could be regarded as a house.
"Dong dong dong!"
Fang Yuan knocked on the door, and after a while, a cold voice came from it.
"What did the visitor come here for?"
"Registration." Fang Yuan said indifferently.
"..."
There was silence in the house for a few seconds. After a while, the door opened, and a tall black figure appeared at the door.
The man's whole body was wrapped in pitch-black battle armor, even his face was like this, and the aura on his body was extremely powerful.
That special aura rushing towards his face was obviously different from those people whose soul power and soul skills were suppressed!
"Identity token."
The man looked down at Fang Yuan and stared at Fang Yuan's thin and immature appearance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted himself.
In the killing capital, no one should be underestimated.
Appearance never meant anything, and as a law enforcement officer, he naturally knew this well.
It's just...
this child's immaturity doesn't seem to be a disguise...
"7052."
In Fang Yuan's hand, there was a black skull token with the engraving of 7052 on it.
"Your Excellency, Law Enforcement Officer, I replaced the guy with the code name 7052 and applied for registration."
"..."
The Law Enforcement Officer took the token silently, retrieved it for a while, and handed it back to Fang Yuan: "The token Approval, identity confirmation. Welcome to the Capital of Slaughter!"
"As a newly registered newcomer, you have twelve hours of protection time. Within twelve hours, you can ask me all questions. After twelve hours, you will Completely integrate into the killing capital and become a member of it."
"No need."
"What?" The law enforcement officer was slightly taken aback.
Fang Yuan shook his head and took out three copies of Bloody Mary from the Ouroboros bracelet.
"The law enforcement officer, please register me for this month's Bloody Mary. In addition, I want to apply to challenge this year's hell-killing field!"
"What?!"
The law enforcement officer stopped suddenly, looking at Fang Yuan in front of him in astonishment.
"Are you sure?!"