I have already become a Titled Douluo, and I am just now coming to the system?

Seeing that Qin Xiao agreed to her request, Yuehua's eyes were filled with surprise.

"It's okay, just try your best. I know there are countless people named Qin Xiao on the entire continent, so where can I find the person I'm looking for?"

She understood Qin Xiao very well.

In her opinion, her request was unreasonable.

Qin Xiao asked, "However, I have a request. Can I see your face? Once I know what you look like, I can issue a reward and post a notice to see if anyone recognizes you."

"Of course." Yuehua nodded and took off the veil from her face, revealing a beautiful face.

Qin Xiao's eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly, "I remember it."

He appeared calm on the surface, but was deeply shaken in his heart.

Because this woman named Yuehua looks exactly like Tang Yuehua.

I just don't know why I lost my memory.

Otherwise, a woman who values the sect should not be so calm when she sees herself, the destroyer of the sect and the one who killed her brother's enemy with her own hands.

He believed that Tang Yuehua was not pretending to be like this.

Then, he smiled bitterly in his heart again, Tang Yuehua, Tang Yuehua, you probably don’t know that the Qin Xiao you are looking for is me, right?

As for why Tang Yuehua could still remember him even though she had lost her memory, Qin Xiao was not very surprised.

After all, there is a deep blood feud between Tang Yuehua and him.

"Still, let's go."

Qin Xiao came to the bedside and picked up Meng Yiran by the waist.

At this moment, he didn't want to stay here for even a minute.

"Sister Yuehua, goodbye."

"I'll come back to see you when I'm healed."

At the door, Meng Yiran waved goodbye to Yuehua.

Yuehua waved her hand, "Goodbye."

Swish!

The next moment, Qin Xiao turned into a flash of lightning without saying a word, and disappeared from Yuehua's sight in the blink of an eye.

...

the other side.

In the city of killing.

“Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty…”

Tang San huddled in the corner, hugging his knees with his hands, his body shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, he was skinny, his eyes were dazed, and his mind was filled with desire for Bloody Mary.

no way.

The Bloody Mary was so addictive.

Or maybe the new Bloody Mary is just too addictive.

He heard that even the Lord King of Slaughter was full of praise for the current Bloody Mary and would drink at least three people's blood worth of Bloody Mary every day before he would stop.

"If I could drink so many Bloody Marys, wouldn't I be so happy?"

Tang San's heart was filled with envy for the King of Slaughter.

If I don't envy his status, I envy him for being able to drink so many Bloody Marys.

Now Tang San has no interest in challenging a hundred games and embarking on the road to hell.

I just hope that in this city of killing, I can have two or three Bloody Marys every day. Only then can I feel happy.

"Hurry, run."

"Lord King of Slaughter, you are crazy, crazy!"

Suddenly, Tang San saw someone fleeing in panic at the entrance of the alley.

"What's going on here?"

Tang San held onto the wall and walked towards the alley entrance.

However, when he came out of the alley, he saw a bloody scene.

A man wearing a blood-red cloak with a stand-up collar then threw a skinny figure into the air.

Then he swung the sledgehammer in his right hand.

Bang!

The figure was instantly smashed into pieces and turned into a bloody rain.

Then, the cloaked man opened his mouth and let the blood fall into it.

"Hahaha, so happy, so happy!"

He laughed.

On the other hand, Tang San trembled all over and subconsciously began to retreat.

He quietly retreated back into the alley.

"Oh, no, did it touch something behind you?"

Tang San had just retreated a short distance when he felt something was wrong.

He looked back subconsciously.

I saw a pale face without any blood.

And the other party also gave Tang San a weird smile.

"Kill, the King of Killing?"

Tang San recognized the other party's identity in an instant, and felt a chill on his back and his calves trembling.

"hehe."

The King of Slaughter raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled coldly.

Then she stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips.

Looking at Tang San, it was as if he saw some delicious food.

"Dear Lord of Slaughter, I, I'm actually not very tasty."

"Ahem, actually, I'm already terminally ill."

Tang San suddenly had an idea and started coughing.

"It doesn't matter."

"I'm not picky about food."

The King of Slaughter shook his head slightly and raised his right hand.

He squeezed it lightly, and a pitch-black hammer wrapped with blood-colored patterns appeared in his hand.

Obviously, he was going to use the same trick again and beat Tang San to pieces like the previous man.

"Wait, this hammer..."

Tang San's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he shouted: "Clear Sky Hammer, this is Clear Sky Hammer, are you a senior of my Clear Sky Sect?"

"Haotian Sect, Haotian Hammer?"

The King of Slaughter looked visibly dazed.

"There's a show!"

Seeing this, Tang San was delighted, and a pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his left hand.

"Senior, please look."

He quickly took out the Clear Sky Hammer and showed it to the King of Slaughter.

"What Clear Sky Hammer? I don't even know it."

"Die."

But at this moment, the trance in the King of Killing's eyes turned into determination.

He launched an attack on Tang San, and smashed down the raised Clear Sky Hammer.

"not good!"

Tang San's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, but he still reacted.

He used all his strength to perform the Tang Sect's unique skill, Ghost Shadow Step.

Swish swish.

For a moment, his figure was erratic, and he was flashing and retreating like a ghost.

boom!

The King of Killing's attack missed in an instant.

"Boy, you still dare to hide!"

The King of Killing was angry.

In the City of Slaughter, he is the overlord who controls life and death. Whoever he orders to die must die. How many people dare to go against his will?

boom!

The next moment, nine soul rings appeared on his body.

"Nine soul rings, Title Douluo!"

"I'm just a Soul Sect member who can't even use soul power, and you're going to use soul skills against me? Is that really necessary?"

Tang San's mentality collapsed.

But the King of Killing is not suppressed by the rules of the City of Killing, but it is not that he is not suppressed by the rules either.

"Purple Demonic Eyes!"

A purple light suddenly appeared in Tang San's eyes.

At this moment, he could only use all his strength to display the Purple Demon Eye, trying to launch an attack with mental power to create a moment of respite for himself.

snort!

On the other hand, the King of Killing groaned instantly.

Although Tang San's mental attack was very weak, the Slaughter King's mental state was not particularly stable at that time, and the Purple Demon Eye actually achieved an astonishing effect.

"Charged!"

A look of surprise flashed across Tang San's face.

And he seized the opportunity and retreated quickly.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the alley.

On the other hand, the expression of the King of Killing became more and more ferocious.

Boom.

The Clear Sky Hammer fell to the ground, and the ground seemed to tremble a few times, and the brick and stone road surface was destroyed.

But the King of Slaughter seemed to have never heard anything. He grabbed his head with both hands and screamed in pain, "Who are you, and who am I?"

"I am you, and you are the King of Killing."

"No, I'm not the King of Slaughter. I'm Tang Chen, the leader of the Haotian Sect. Get out of here, you bastard!"

"We have become one, so there is no need to distinguish between us."

"roll!"

The King of Killing seemed to be a split human, talking strange words to himself.