But when she took back her sight, the meaning of cooling her whole body and the sight of aggression, if any, were always behind her.

"What's the matter?" yingguan felt a little strange and asked.

"Nothing..." Ying huaixue returned to her senses, smiled, pressed down her mind and didn't speak again.

"System, can you detect what's behind me?" she walked as if nothing had happened while communicating with the system in her mind.

"Can't detect it." the system really checked it once before replying: "I told you before that when outsiders enter the punishment world, you can get great benefits, but there are many risks. After all, punishing the world is crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Many taskers who have experienced thousands of years may go out. Everything else needs to be solved by themselves, which has nothing to do with me."

Ying huaixue took a deep breath, depressed the mood at the bottom of her heart and said, "OK, I understand."

Ran Bai can detect the spatial fluctuation generated during the dialogue between yinghuai snow and the system. She narrows her eyes lazily, and her eyes show some unknown demon coolness, and then casually cuts off the dialogue between the system and yinghuai snow.

Step by step, she leaned against the slender back of the young man. The girl in red and black hair looked evil and sick in the sun.

The color of the red dress became more and more bloody, with a biting cold feeling.

Si Jin could feel a heavy burden on his back, as if someone had leaned over.

His long eyelashes drooped gently, and he could see a wisp of black hair falling on his shoulder.

The young man looked unchanged, still cold and noble, and then raised his left hand.

In the eyes of outsiders, he just pressed his fingertips on his collarbone, but in fact, Si Jin directly clasped the girl's pale wrist, clenched it tightly, pulled down the figure on his back, and acted as handsome as water.

As soon as the man left, the surrounding temperature seeping into the bone marrow like a glacier eased a lot.

But the girl in blood still approached with perseverance, as if she wanted to be completely integrated with Si Jin.

After repeating the action several times, Si Jin didn't move again.

Now he is outside. He can't make any big moves. He can only let the people behind him get close.

Dyed white tilted her head, and her blood red eyes reflected the young man's figure. Then she thought for a few seconds, gently approached the slender young man's neck and bit at the white to excessive skin color.

Very light, but with an unprecedented touch.

It was like a slight tremor from the whole body, which directly made Si Jin's steps stop there, and even his body was stiff for a moment.

After the reaction, he was handsome and looked calm. His face was expressionless. He firmly grasped the man's wrist and kept the girl from moving.

Dyed white blinked her cold eyes very gently, then calmed down, looked at the hand held together thoughtfully, and slowly took back her eyes.

Hand in hand.

The goal is done.

okay.

The guard of the life and death hunting ground is very strict. There are countless people guarding almost all the way. They even have a hot weapon in their hands.

However, neither the filmmakers nor Si Jin dared to stop them. After informing them, they invited them directly.

As for dyeing white, it floated straight and aboveboard, and no one cared.

Life and death hunting ground.

As the name suggests, the contest between life and death.

This is similar to a large-scale beast fighting slave farm. It is a pastime when the magic dream world is boring. It can be regarded as a struggle between man and beast and die all his life.

In the crowded human hall, rows of step seats are arranged in a circle, and the middle part is a farce for magic dream to watch.

The surrounding scenes are chaotic and noisy, and all kinds of rough and unbridled voices are noisy, including many kinds of vulgar sentences.

The first floor is a gambling ground. You can bet whether gambling is won by man or beast.

The air was also filled with the smell of soot and the smell of blood.

It's chaotic.

Out of order.

It's like a big slaughterhouse.

The slender and handsome figure was there. He glanced at the bloody figure around him, and then took back his calm vision like a cold pool, but slightly clenched the girl's wrist.

Looking at this scene, although Si Jin didn't speak, he twisted his eyebrows. His expression was completely cold and his eyes were not half warm.

The noisy and chaotic voices pouring into his ears successfully made the young man's expression cold to the extreme, like the dark sky with wind and rain coming. Even the eyes, which have always been cold and lustless, slowly deepened.

He hates sound.

I hate the noise more.

Especially at the sound source, the continuous chaotic sound is enough to make the brain fall into a stabbing pain for a moment.

Another headache.

"Hey, forget, is this your first time here?" yingguan remembered and hurriedly looked at the cold and oppressive figure next to him: "don't like it? It doesn't matter. It's also fun anyway. If you come, just take a look."

Si Jin ignored yingguan's words. He looked around indifferently, but didn't see the figure Mingming was still around. Where are you now.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The broken black hair fell disorderly and covered his eyes. The young man sipped the light and thin lips. He didn't know whether it was because of the dim light or illusion. His face seemed to be a little paler than usual.

Si Jin didn't intend to stay, but he wanted to know whether the figure would come back to him, or just to come to the life and death hunting ground.

In the stream of people, laughter, screams and curses are mixed together, and the shadows are crowded and dark.

"Here are the men and women?" and the figure in blood floats here unscrupulously. The long black hair covers the face and makes people can't see clearly.

"Yes, indeed." Feng replied.

In order to prevent any need for the life and death hunting ground in the future, or in other words, instinctive habits, the first time he came to dye white, he first found out the terrain, and then automatically conceived a map of the life and death hunting ground and the role of each area in his mind.

She raised her delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, took a look at the direction not far away, and took back her eyes.

That's where the slaves are held.

When ranbai returned to the center of the fight on the spot in the life and death hunting ground again, he saw the figure on the high seat at a glance.

The exquisite bone chain was covered with a faint awn, and the reflected light was dazzling, especially the small cross.

Ran Bai slightly hooked her lips. She happened to have an empty seat next to Si Jin. She sat down and leaned directly against the young man.

The long black hair rubbed Si Jin's side face, bringing a little cool feeling and itching.