Dawn naturally felt bad. If the female corpse demon won, wouldn't the girl lose the bet?
As if to prove this conjecture, the girl's hand holding onto Li Xiao suddenly tightened, her mind connected, and his heart became nervous along with her.
The gong went up and the talisman was extinguished, and the female corpse opened her bloody eyes, emitting a strange and alluring light. The audience was boiling, and the noises came and went. Some were cheering for the No. C contestant, and some were cheering for the female corpse. There were many people in the seating area. All the spectators stood up, including some wealthy ladies in the VIP seats.
Li Xiao could feel the girl's hands exerting force, and the feeling of being clamped came back. He endured it, not wanting to distract her.
The duel on the stage instantly became intense. Challenger No. C made staggered steps, advanced and retreated repeatedly, spinning the ax like a flower, and pointed it directly at the opponent's head.
The female corpse demon turned her head sideways, jumped left and right, her severed hair spread out in the air, and she narrowly escaped death several times.
At dawn, he saw that the No. C fighter had the upper hand, and felt relieved. Unexpectedly, the girl's hand was still holding tightly. What was she worried about?
Li Xiao thought this way, the situation on the stage had reached a critical moment of life and death.
Under a sudden attack from the number C fighter, the female corpse staggered and fell to her knees with her head down.
Contestant No. C saw the opportunity, shouted loudly, raised the ax with both hands, and chopped at her neck...
If there are no accidents, it is obvious that challenger No. C will win.
But accidents always happen. Dawn's breath was stagnant. It turned out that the girl held his hand suddenly and hard, and a short scream came from his ears at the same time. It was sharp and thin. It was not prominent among the noise of the spectators at the scene. Only Dawn knew clearly that it was her cry.
Almost at the same time, the situation on the stage suddenly changed. The female corpse demon, who was already ready to be killed, shrank back as if she had eyes on her head, and the sharp ax almost brushed her scalp and struck the stage, "Kah!" "There was a sound, but it was not embedded in the wooden floor, but was bounced back. Why is the wood so hard?
Challenger No. C was determined to win. He put all his strength into this attack, but the ax missed the target and bounced back. He lost his stamina and staggered.
The female corpse demon howled, stared with blood-red eyes, lightning flashed, and thrust her hands forward.
Contestant No. C let out a scream that was even more horrifying than that of the female corpse demon. He fell to the sky and two bloody holes appeared on his face. It turned out that his eyes had been taken out. The female corpse demon swallowed the eyeballs in his hand, and then went on crazily. He pounced on Contestant No. C and started biting him. The whole audience exclaimed and cheered...
Li Xiao turned his face to the side full of surprise, and saw the girl staring at the stage with bright eyes. Her grip on his hand relaxed obviously, and her whole body relaxed with relief.
what happened? Why does it seem like she won the bet? Did she bet?
Li Xiao was shaken in his judgment. The only thing that was beyond doubt was that the female corpse demon's victory must be related to the girl's scream.
Thinking back to the last first round, the male corpse demon who was in a desperate situation seemed to have turned around and killed the champion after the girl's soft cry. Once may be a coincidence, but twice is definitely not a coincidence.
But Li Xiao felt ridiculous again. How could it be possible? How could the girl be so sure? The most important thing is, how could Corpse Demon obey her control?
Could it be possible... A somewhat scary thought came to Li Xiao's mind, and he shook his head. Maybe it was just a coincidence.
Or, even if there is some kind of connection between her and Corpse Demon, it may not be what he thinks. He will still choose to believe in her and believe that everything she does must have her reasons. After all, she gave him his life. of……
Just when Li Xiao was constantly inferring and subverting himself, Lin Qing'er appeared on the stage again, with high spirits and a hint of regret: "I didn't expect that the two fighters tonight were blessed with weapons, and they didn't survive. The first round. Corpse No. 1 Zhennao is a woman like no other, congratulations to her for entering the Jiluo. The winner of this monthly competition has been decided, chubby--Ding Xiaobao..."
With the sound of the gong, a fat man named Ding Xiaobao also arrived on the stage. He stood next to Lin Qing'er with a silly smile on his face. He did not look very proud. There were two ghost gates, Ji Lei and Nian Lei, waiting for him. From now on, there will be more and more narrow escapes. After all, there is only one contestant who survives to the end.
Hearing the heartless high-fives from the spectators, Liao Xiao felt deeply unworthy of the dead fighter. Why did he participate in such a life-threatening competition? Life is worse than death. You can stutter in anything you do. Don't think about getting rich overnight. The greater the temptation, the greater the price...
At the end of the monthly competition, Lin Qing'er's voice was full of seduction: "Dear readers, I know you haven't seen enough. Lan Kwai Fong has carefully prepared various programs. Please enjoy them. I guarantee that you will be satisfied. The first competition next month The rewards are coming soon, all heroes are welcome to sign up..."
The surrounding torches suddenly lit up, illuminating a pair of eyes that were shining with excitement and unfinished content.
As Lin Qing'er's two tender eyes swept across the audience, every onlooker felt like they were looking at her and valued by her. Their blood was boiling and they wanted to sign up immediately.
Breaking Dawn is no exception. I am eager to try it out. It seems that this battle is really a shortcut in life!
Suddenly, the word "shortcut" touched the vigilance in his heart. He had been unlucky twice because he took shortcuts twice. Do he want to make the same mistake again?
When Li Xiao and the girl walked out of the arena following the crowd of people leaving the arena, the temperature dropped sharply as soon as they emerged from the hot atmosphere, and their minds calmed down, giving them a sense of clarity in the world.
Li Xiao thought to herself that if nothing unexpected happened, she would never watch such a cruel and bloody killing game again, unless... she watched it with her.
He couldn't help but look at her beside him.
The girl stopped and looked at him. A faint white mist came out from under her scarf. She said in a soft tone, "Liao Xiao, thank you very much for tonight. So, let's say goodbye?"
Her tone was not firm, and she seemed reluctant to leave.
Li Xiao also felt the same way and asked reluctantly: "Then when will we meet again?"
"When?" A trace of mist flashed across the girl's crystal eyes, and she smiled, "Let it go."
Li Xiao was quite dissatisfied with this answer and blurted out: "You haven't told me your name yet?"
"My name?" The girl's tone was stagnant, then she suddenly raised her hand and said, "No, it's snowing again!"
When I heard this at dawn, I looked up, but the night sky, which was originally full of stars, suddenly changed, and white snow fell all over the sky. Under the light of the night market, it was very beautiful.
At dawn, I shivered violently, and when I looked at the girl, their expressions changed. It had only been ten days since the last poisonous snow.
"It's snowing! It's snowing..." The crowd on the streets of Ghost Market was in chaos, and screams of terror were everywhere, like a pot exploding. Everyone knew what this second midsummer snow meant!
At this time, a few snowflakes had fallen to the ground. Dawn reacted quickly. With one hand, he raised the gauze on his shoulders above his head to block the snow. With the other hand, he hugged the girl and led her to the gambling house next door, which was the refuge of the ghost market. .
