Number One Ugly Husband

Bao Ye looked towards the entrance of the viewing platform, and Dong Ling Ce, who was as beautiful as an evildoer, put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning lazily on the edge of the door and smiling at him, his charming smile was as coquettish as a manjusawa, Charming, but also contains deadly poison...

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his face, and Da Chao punched him hard in the face.

Bao Ye staggered back a step, noticing that the sarcoma on his face was broken, he quickly wiped his face, his hands were covered with pus.

He frowned: "Damn, this smile really has...

Boss Lu jumped up excitedly and shouted: "Good fight, good fight, Dachao, let me continue."

Boss Ji looked at Jin Lingrui who was still calm, and raised his eyebrows.

Although the slave owners on the viewing platform were also very excited, they were also disgusted by the blood pus on Bao Ye's face, so the excitement was overshadowed.

"Quickly end this game."

The slave owners only liked the two people on the stage fighting to the death. They didn't like watching someone hide and hide. Someone shouted: "That hideously ugly slave hides and hides again, and I will pull him off the stage and execute him."

"Yes." The other slave owners ordered to agree

Bao Ye's eyes darkened when he looked at the slave owners who regarded human lives as nothing, and then at Dong Ling Ce standing at the gate of the viewing platform, his eyes turned and he looked at Da Chao.

Looking at his deep eyes, Da Chao took a step back, but fearing that he would not be able to participate in the competition in the future, he rushed forward again.

"Die." Bao Ye said lightly, quickly dodged the punch, and punched Da Chao hard in the abdomen.

Da Chaoda spat out a mouthful of blood, flew out like a kite, and fell to the ground motionless.

Boss Lu and the people in Nancheng District were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Bao Ye could beat a mid-level slave to the ground with one punch like a high-level slave with great strength.

The referee quickly entered the field: "Dachao, can you still stand up?"

Da Chao didn't respond.

Is it dead?

The referee put his hand under Da Chao's nose, and he was out of breath. He stood up and announced, "Da Chao is dead."

Bao Ye let out a light breath.

"What?" Boss Lu didn't believe it, and people in Nancheng District didn't believe that an ugly slave who couldn't even hold a woman could beat someone to death with one punch.

The slave owner doesn't care, it's best to end the non-exciting match as soon as possible. Baoye only realized this before he knocked down Dachao with one punch.

A slave owner shouted: "If you die, you will die. What are you waiting for? Change the game quickly."

"He's not dead yet." Dong Ling Ce said lazily.

Everyone was stunned.

If the person is not dead, it means that the game is not over yet, and one of them must be killed.

Bao Ye was furious, Da Chao was indeed not dead, the punch just now was just to make Da Chao fake his death on purpose, so as to deceive the slave owners, and end the match as soon as possible, who would have thought that such a murderer would come out halfway.

He quietly stared and smiled with a handsome face that didn't deserve to be beaten, and he knew that this mental illness would be against him, and it was delusional to think that he would help him before.

Elder Lu said angrily, "Since you are not dead, why pretend to be dead? Believe it or not, I will throw it into the big furnace and burn it right now."

The referee probed Da Chao's heart: "He is indeed dead."

Dong Ling said: "Not dead."

Then, everyone saw that Da Chao twitched a few times on the ground.

The corners of Bao Ye's eyes twitched, damn it, it must be a mental illness.

He squatted down, sniffed, and quietly used divine power to suppress Da Chao's convulsions: "He's really dead, he's out of breath."

Dong Ling Ce clenched his lips, deliberately contradicting him: "Not dead."

Da Chao's thigh twitched again.

Baoye took a deep breath, and pressed Daqiang again: "Dead."

"not dead."

Da Chao moved again.

"died."

"not dead."

"died."

"not dead."

The slave owner looked at Bao Ye and then at Dong Ling Ce, whether he was dead or not, why is it so difficult to judge the life and death of a slave.

Baoye found that some slave owners couldn't sit still and wanted to deal with Da Chao himself, so he stared at Dong Ling Ce with a sullen face, and said in a warning tone: "Mr. Dong Ling, he is really dead."

This is the first time he called Tang Ling Ce Mr. Tang Ling.

Dong Ling Ce hooked his lips: "He is indeed dead now."

Jin Lingrui looked up at Dong Ling Ce and exhaled.

The referee immediately ruled: ""The low-level slave wins. "

No one cheered, because the slave owner hadn't noticed the interest yet, Zhou Xiaochuan and the others wanted to cheer, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous here, so the game ended quietly.

Boss Lu snorted coldly at Jin Lingrui: "Don't be complacent."

Jin Lingrui raised her eyebrows: "Which eye of yours sees me proud?"

Boss Lu: ...

Bao Ye thought the game was over like this, but the referee held him down and announced: "The next game begins, please enter the game first."

Immediately afterwards, a female slave walked out of the player's tunnel, with a scribe branded on her right face, indicating that she was a senior slave.

Boss Lu looked at Bao Ye on the stage and sneered: "I see if you still have the ability to escape the clutches of high-ranking slaves.

All of these were arranged by him early in the morning, and he wanted Jin Lingrui to watch with his own eyes how his younger brother died tragically in the ring.

The high-ranking female slave came to the stage and immediately released her supernatural power to frighten Bao Ye.

Bao Ye frowned slightly, and looked at Dong Ling Ce who was standing at the gate of the observation platform.

Dong Ling gave him the look you asked for. Just now, as long as he said that Da Chao was not dead, he would not face the high-level slave player.

Boss Ji asked Jin Lingrui, "Who do you think will win this time?"

Jin Lingrui did not answer.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the other gate of the viewing platform.

Everyone looked over, and a handsome and gentle man walked in surrounded by a group of slave owners.

It's Mr. Ou Ye, Mr. Ou Ye, you're back." The audience was erupting, everyone stood up excitedly, even Jin Lingrui and the others also stood up, showing a respectful attitude.

The City of Pleasure was created by Ou Yexi. He is the real master and god of the City of Pleasure. Everyone in the City of Pleasure respects him very much. However, five years ago, Ouyexi went back to the world. , Everyone thought they would never see him again, but they didn't expect him to come back again, so the slave owners were very happy.

It's him!Seeing the person coming, Baoye was shocked, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the grief and hatred that had been locked deep in his heart erupted like a volcano.

He stared at Ouyexi's gentle smile, and burst out three words from his mouth: "Ouyexi."

I didn't expect to meet Ou Yexi in this era. I remember that on the day when the gods sucked away his brothers' divine power, Ou Yexi was also there. Although he didn't absorb his brothers' divine power with the other gods, he sat aside With cold eyes, he watched his brothers die one by one as if he was watching ants. Even if he was not the real murderer, he was still an accomplice of the murderer.

Sensing the strange gaze, Ou Yexi couldn't help raising his head, and stared at a handsome face with a particularly seductive smile, he was stunned: "You...

"Mr. Ouye, he is Mr. Dongling Ce." A slave owner took the initiative to introduce them.

Dong Lingce stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Ou Zhi, long time, long time, when I came to Gongcheng, many people mentioned you to me. At that time, I just wanted to see you."

"So you are Mr. Tang Ling." Ou Yexi shook Dong Ling Ce's hand: "When I came back, someone mentioned you to me. I didn't expect that we would meet so soon."

While saying this, he sent out his divine power to Dong Lingce, trying to test the opponent's abilities.

Dong Ling Ce acted as if he hadn't noticed it, but still knew it very charmingly: "I'm working in your city, please take care of me."

"You don't need to tell me, I will too." Ou Yexi withdrew his hand and put it in his trouser pocket: "I just came back, and I still have a lot of things to do. I will treat Mr. Dongling to dinner when I have time."

"Okay, I will write down this meal."

"I still have something to do, so I won't bother you watching the game."

The slave owners who came in with Ou Yexi were stunned. Didn't they just say they wanted to come in to watch the ring match?Why did you say you were leaving right after you came in?

Although everyone was surprised, they still sent Ou Yexi away from the entertainment city and watched him get in the car and leave.

In the car, Ou Yexi took out his hand that was in his trouser pocket before, spread it out, his palm was red like a hot iron, and his five fingers couldn't help trembling. In a cold sweat.

Shao Shiyi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and saw his hand, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with your hand?"

Ou Yexi said: "When I shook hands with Dong Ling Ce just now, I secretly used my divine power to test his ability, and then my hand became like this?"

"Dang Ling Ce did it to you?"

Ou Yexi narrowed his eyes: "At that time, I didn't feel that he had supernatural powers, but I was sure that he was right. He could strike without me noticing. This person should not be underestimated. Ah Yi, go check it out." Find out what the origin of Dongling Ce is."

"it is good"

Dong Ling Ce, who was being targeted by them, said to the surrounding slave owners with his smile unchanged: "I bought a slave today, and I am very happy. Tonight, I invite everyone to my house for a big meal."

"Good." The slave owners cheered.

Dong Ling Ce looked at Bao Ye who was still standing on the stage, and curled his lips: "You still don't come here."

Everyone else looked at Bao Ye.

Then, Deacon Tao appeared out of nowhere, and pushed Bao Ye, who was still immersed in hatred: "Young Master Jin, master, I'm calling for you."

Looking at the evil face, Bao Ye slowly came back to his senses, remembering where he was, he pressed the hatred in his heart back to the depths of his body.

He is not Ouyexi's opponent now, if he acts rashly, he will only die.He needs to plan well. Of course, the most important thing is to improve his cultivation, so that he won't be powerless to resist Ouyexi.

Bao Ye couldn't help but think of the things buried under the construction site. As long as he stayed by Dong Ling Ce's side, he didn't have to worry about his cultivation.

He raised his feet and walked towards Dongling Ce.

"Wait." Boss Lu came back to his senses and walked towards Dongling Ce, but was stopped by Deacon Tao. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Dongling, the ugly slave is a reward from Mr. Mao."