Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 614 Brothers...?

Leng Qianche felt all kinds of malicious gazes coming from all directions in the entire ghost city, his gaze and expression remained as deep as a pool of water, without any change at all, as if he had lost his senses.

None of these gazes were benevolent, but each one was more malicious than the other. Those gazes seemed to want to swallow Leng Qianche alive, presumptuous and without concealment.

The corners of her lips curled up inadvertently, and she snorted a smile from her nose, and locked on a person in the blink of an eye.

Leng Qianche walked towards that man with a smile on his lips.The lightness of the white clothes is even more graceful, as if he can fly into a fairy in the next second.

The man was squatting in front of an unknown shop, sweating all over his shirt, as if he was forging iron, but the thing he held in his hand was clearly not iron.

Leng Qianche walked in, her peach-like eyes slightly narrowed, the smile on her lips remained unchanged, but the brows were slightly raised - the person in front of her was hitting a human arm.

The man was expressionless, ruthlessly and accurately hitting the frozen arm with an iron plate, his face was full of stubble and his lips were pursed, as if he had never noticed that he had walked up to him Leng Qianche in front of him.

Leng Qianche didn't care, she just pulled out a piece of cloth that she didn't know what was made of from the side basket like her own, spread it out on the spot, then lifted the hem of the clothes, and sat cross-legged on it.

Then she watched the man slapping his arms with great interest, with relish.

Some ghosts around were a little bit surprised. They looked at each other, and then at the man who was still slapping his arm seriously, and they all turned their heads back to report.

There are still some who are still not reconciled, claiming that they still have some status in this hell city and want to come here to die.

Like the one in front of you.

Leng Qianche lazily raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, the lazy arc at the end of his eyes was even more seductive, making the man's agitated heart even more turbulent, and he even showed a handsome smile, staring at him intently. Leng Qianche.

Leng Qianche lazily withdrew her gaze again, and continued to focus on the arm-slapping man, focusing on his arm-slapping.

The man was a little dissatisfied, and he said: "Shangjun." He first bowed to the man who beat his arm, and then said, "This is a new ghost, and it stands to reason that our Lord Yuan should enjoy it first." , then I will take him away and disturb the Lord."

With just a few words, Leng Qianche's ownership was determined, which reflected the darkness and some discord in this Hell City.

After all, they are all villains.

Leng Qianche was not in a hurry, and even had the thought to look at the Lord again, with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing this, the man became even more dissatisfied, and he said with a sarcasm: "You new ghost, you don't know how to flatter you, I'm afraid you don't know our Lord Yuan's status in Hell City, so you should go with me obediently, otherwise... snort!"

The unfinished meaning is self-evident.

Leng Qianche looked up at him lazily again, and asked, "Oh? Then what is the status of this Yuanjun you mentioned in Hell City? I really don't know."

These words sounded like a provocation, and those who were peeping around couldn't help but lament this person's audacity and couldn't help mocking her for her recklessness.

A new soul dares to be so arrogant in Hell City. It is either powerful or bold. The former has never happened in thousands of years, and the latter is quite common, but it has long since ceased to exist in this world.

They all feel a little pity that this daring ghost has such an outstanding appearance. It would be a pity if it was eaten raw—in the true sense of the word.

There are no good people in Hell City. It is normal for ghosts to eat ghosts and souls to eat souls.

"Hehe, our Lord Yuan is the most powerful man in Hell City! Apart from other things, most of Hell City is our territory. My advice, boy, is to obediently go back with me, otherwise you just turned into a It's too miserable for ghosts to be eaten!"

The man was still threatening, if it wasn't for the existence of this unknown lord beside him, he would have done it directly.

From his few words, Leng Qianche somewhat understood certain patterns of Hell City—it was more like the modern gangster society, each with its own gang territory and some supporters. Hearing what he said, this Mr. Yuan It seems that he is still quite powerful, but he doesn't know what happened to this Shangjun who made him so afraid.

The corner of Leng Qianche's lips showed a smile, intending to say something more, and then said: "How can I understand Yuan Jun's strength when you say that, I am so stupid that I can't turn around, you might as well tell me Yuan Jun Where is your rank in Hell City?"

To survive in Hell City, you only need to rely on force to survive, so they are generally not very high in IQ. Even if they have lived here for hundreds of years, they have long been assimilated by the people around them.

So it is very easy for men to get caught.

"Hmph! Our Lord Yuan is the top three masters in Hell City! How about it? Don't think about resisting now, just follow me!" The man seemed to be a little afraid of the Lord, and just wanted to take Leng Qianche left here.

Leng Qianche squinted her eyes, her cat-like expression successfully poked everyone's hearts.

The graceful young man in white got up lightly, patted his clothes slowly and gracefully, and looked very relaxed.

Seeing this, the man wanted to grab Leng Qianche's wrist, and while stretching out his hand, he said, "I wish you were like this earlier!"

He thought it was Leng Qianche who wanted to go with him!
Leng Qianche's eyes narrowed again, with a dangerous arc, and the moment the corners of his lips were drawn down, the man suddenly felt a sense of fear.

—that was a feeling he had never felt in anyone.

His hands were frozen in mid-air, but they were suddenly grabbed by the boy opposite him.

The man looked up subconsciously, and saw the young man bent slightly and looked at him with eyes that were the most beautiful color he had ever seen, sparkling and transparent, like the most perfect and brightest gemstones.

He froze in place.

Being conscious again is awakened by the pain that the soul will be torn apart.

He only saw those eyes that were as cold as two thin blades, and then completely disappeared into the world - he was crushed by Leng Qianche.

It is said that the soul is the most beautiful at the moment of death.

This is not true.

That pale blue soul with faint starlight gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared under the blood-red sky.

silence--

A silence.

The ghosts who were watching secretly couldn't help staring at the spotless figure in white with their eyes wide open.

It's not that they haven't seen a soul die, it's that they haven't seen a new soul who has been cultivating here for a thousand years and directly wiped out the big soul with one hand.

When a person turns into a soul, it is the purest time, and all the things in the mortal body will not be preserved-including things like martial arts and internal strength for a lifetime.

The soul needs to absorb the hard work of the sun and the moon, and generally only after a thousand years of cultivation can it have such a place in the hell city.

Of course, there is also a faster way to advance - that is to swallow the soul alive.

If you swallow a soul alive, you will have the soul power of that soul, and your cultivation level will be improved after digestion, so there are actually quite a few people who swallow souls alive in Hell City.

So these ghosts were shocked not only because Leng Qianche, a new soul, killed a thousand-year-old soul in seconds, but also because she crushed him instead of eating him.

——The skill cultivation of this kind of thousand-year-old soul is the real supplement!

The eyes of some other ghosts were red-you don’t want to eat it for us! !
Of course, their reverence for Leng Qianche was even stronger. She could throw away such a great tonic that even such a Yuanjun couldn't give up...

This is probably the real boss!
Hell City is about to change.

So, before Leng Qianche himself didn't know it, the title "big brother" came out again...

At this time, Leng Qianche felt the awe and restrained presumptuous gazes in those eyes around him, he frowned, turned around, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat cross-legged again.

Seeing that she didn't commit murder again, the other ghosts were relieved a lot, and then most of them quickly dispersed back to their own forces to report the news, while some independent souls hurried back to their residences to discuss the matter with the people they were with. thing -

All of these are showing the shock caused by Leng Qianche.

And this shock is bound to expand further.

— until the whole hell city.

Leng Qianche felt that the annoying eyes around her had almost disappeared, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, her eyes drooped sideways, and the long eyelashes left a spot under her eyelids under the shadow of the dark will-o'-the-wisps on the room. Small patches of light shadow.

The side face was illuminated by the will-o'-the-wisp, making it appear more three-dimensional and full of beauty.

Some souls who were still secretly looking at her couldn't help but stay there for a long time. No matter how much they feared her, they couldn't deny her beauty.

——It just looks good.

Mind all types of in-between words.

No one can say what can be used to describe her specific appearance, only that she can play her appearance into any type.

She is really a terrible person.

Possess experiences that no one has ever had and looks that no one has.

This is destined to have such a person who seems to be connected with heaven and earth by nature.

——You can be like an angel, but you can pass through hell.

Leng Qianche watched the Lord slap this arm for a while, and pressed his chin for a while, as if he lost interest.

She turned her face to look at the Shangjun who seemed to be unconscious and isolated from the world, and looked at him carefully without concealing her eyes.

This Shangjun looked only about thirty, his upper body was shirtless, his muscles were muscular, and the lines between his arms were even smoother when he punched down one by one.

He was only wearing a pair of commoner pants, and the material seemed to be fine, but Leng Qianche found that the material was very similar to the phoenix feather in a book she had read.

Phoenix Feather...

It is not easy to know just by the name.

It is invulnerable to fire and water, protected from cold and heat, and only a small piece of cloth is the entirety of a phoenix's feathers. The size of the Shangjun in front of me is probably rare in the world.

Leng Qianche narrowed his eyes, the end of his eyes curled up like a kitten, and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

Shangjun looks like a very scruffy man with stubble all over his face, and his hair is not long, it only reaches his shoulders, but it is so dirty and shiny.

If he is in the human world now, it is estimated that all the flies and mosquitoes have made their homes on him.

Such a dirty existence, because it is in the state of the soul, does not have any unpleasant smell, which is also why Leng Qianche can sit next to him without any psychological barriers.

Leng Qianche looked at it, and suddenly yawned, then propped up one long leg, put his arm on his knee in a chic posture, propped his small face on it, and fell asleep slowly.

This shocked everyone who watched in secret—how dare to sleep next to the king? !Junshang was so focused and didn't drive her away now? !
They are still waiting to see the two fight!
Although Leng Qianche's soul is neither sleepy nor tired, who wouldn't want to be able to sleep lazily and leisurely?

So she slept next to the king.

When she woke up again, she saw that Jun Shang slowly poured a basin of blue water on the arm, and the arm shrank together instantly as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and gradually formed a stick-like shape by itself. shape arms.

Your Majesty seemed a little satisfied, flipped his hand, and the weapon disappeared.

He stood up, stretched his waist, and then patted his shoulder——he acted like a real person even though he didn't feel anything in his soul.

Leng Qianche didn't make a sound until he turned around and was about to go back to the house.

"Big brother."

The familiar voice stopped Jun Shang successfully.

He turned his head, stared blankly, and said, "Xiao Wu?! Why are you here?!"

He quickly reacted: "No! No... This is Hell City, you came here... Are you dead!?"

Junshang was extremely angry, and his fists creaked: "Tell big brother, who killed you! Big brother will rush out and kill that person even if he puts his life to death!!"

Leng Qianche laughed a little, she stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's talk in the room first."

Your Majesty also felt all kinds of prying eyes around him, he frowned, said "OK" and entered the room together with Leng Qianche.

The door blocked all eyes.

Because they were far away, they couldn't hear what the two of them said, and they always felt that they had reached some kind of agreement, could it be...

Want to unite? !

This is absolutely impossible!
A king is already going to be the number one in Hell City, if you add such a strong man who came out of nowhere...

Isn't hell city the world of these two people? !

There was another group of commotion, and another group of people ran back to various forces to report quickly.

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"Feng Jun—!" A soul rolled and crawled into a resplendent palace, shouting at the person in the first seat.

"Huh?" The person in the first seat cast down his long and narrow eyes, looking a little lazy, "What's the matter? What's the rush, speak slowly."

The soul was soothed by his voice, and then he calmed down and said: "A new ghost has arrived in Hell City! He actually killed Yuan Jun's general with one hand! He hasn't devoured it yet."

The people in the first seat became a little interested, "Oh? New here? It's interesting."

"That man is talking about something with your lord in the house right now! Lord Feng must be vigilant!" The soul was extremely terrified.

"Your Majesty?" The person in the first seat fiddled with the pearl curtain in front of him, "This man is an iron man, he has no feelings, and he can still form an alliance with others?"

"That's right!" the soul hurriedly said, "The soul that came here is very strange! It looks like a fairy! Your Majesty is still kind to him..."

"Wait!" The man in the first seat who was lying lazily halfway on the couch suddenly turned over, "You said, you look like a fairy, and your majesty is still amiable?!"

"...Yes, yes." The soul below was taken aback by him.

"Okay, okay!" The man on the first seat gritted his teeth, "The little bastard didn't come to me first! Is my second brother so unimportant?!"

"...Huh?" The soul was confused.

The man suddenly became angry again: "Wait! I'm afraid he was killed when he came to Hell City! Well, it's really good! The person I saved with my life was killed! See if I don't climb to the underworld to ask for it!" His life!"

Before there was any reaction from the soul, the man flew away and disappeared. Only the bead curtains that collided and rattled proved that he was indeed there just now.

This kind of thing is not only staged here.

　Hee hee hee guess how many there are?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)