Chapter 223： Yu Xiaogang entered the realm of miracles and gained the opportunity

This is a remote village.

Among the bamboo forests, several cottages are located in it, with the smoke curling up, it is peaceful and quiet.

A man in a black turban and a black mask walked out of the forest outside the village and came to the entrance of the village. He stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

The white-haired old man who was enjoying the shade under the osmanthus tree at the entrance of the village stepped forward and saw that he was a tramp in rags.

"What's wrong with you?" The white-haired old man walked over and asked kindly.

"Hungry...I'm hungry..." The homeless voice was weak.

If Tang San was here and heard this voice, he could tell that the tramp was his master Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang has become the biggest laughing stock ever since he performed eating his own **** in front of tens of thousands of people at the Soto Battle Arena, and the news is flying all over the sky, and people can recognize him wherever he goes.

A show to become famous, everyone knows.

He became one of the most famous men of the year, on the annual Billboard.

After all, there are not many people who can do something like eating their own shit.

To a certain extent, it has achieved Yu Xiaogang's desire to be at the peak of his reputation, to be recorded in the annals of history, and to be remembered through the ages.

The problem is that the prestige he wants is the kind that everyone praises, not the one that everyone now despises and laughs at.

Yu Xiaogang, who likes to make a name for himself and has a good reputation, is most afraid of what he is now.

This is like, a miser who regards wealth as his life, finally accumulated a wealth of one million gold soul coins, suddenly lost all his wealth overnight, and owes others hundreds of millions of gold soul coins, no matter how much he saves in this life, It can't be finished, it can never be turned over. And Yu Xiaogang was a hundred times more miserable than this.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't see anyone, and couldn't bear all kinds of pain. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the capital of slaughter.

The Slaughter City is a dungeon, the darkest, most cruel and **** place, but it also hides great opportunities, because it is also a domain miracle left by a 100-level soul master.

Yu Xiaogang was afraid that people would recognize him and didn't want others to know his whereabouts. He always avoided crowded places and walked in the barren mountains.

Surviving in the barren mountains, the chances of encountering powerful spirit beasts are even greater, and he is used to the superior life in the city, and the fighting power of the pig and dog spirit is...

So, it is what it is now.

There is more than one entrance to the Killing Capital.

Passing through this village and over a mountain is one of the secret entrances to the Killing Capital.

This secret entrance is recorded in the ancient books of Wuhun Temple, and few people in the world know about it.

But he was injured a little, and he has been starving for more than ten days, and his physical strength is exhausted.

"Are you hungry, come with me."

The white-haired old man was simple and kind. He helped Yu Xiaogang up, returned home, took out a piece of bread and a bowl of broth, and gave it to Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang pulled down his mask, devoured his food, smacked his lips, and glared at the old man, "Why don't you see any meat in this chicken soup?"

He released the coercion of spirit power.

"Ah! It turned out to be Master Soul Master, I'm sorry, please forgive the little old man's dim eyes and disrespect. I'll bring you the meat." , he just regarded Yu Xiaogang as an ordinary beggar and a vagabond, while the soul master is a noble person, whose status is much higher than that of ordinary people.

The white-haired old man not only took out the chicken, food, and good wine, but also slaughtered a fat sheep and used the best food to warmly entertain the distinguished soul master guests.

After a delicious meal, Yu Xiaogang felt full and regained his strength, and subconsciously touched his pocket.

It's a habit.

It is common sense to have to pay to eat so much food.

However, the pockets were empty.

Yu Xiaogang usually doesn't save money. In the six months since he escaped from Soto, he only spent money without half a cent of income. At present, he doesn't have a single copper soul coin on him.

Thinking of the noble life of the nobles back then, with brocade clothes and jade food, even if he was expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan later, and the generous salary given by the junior college, he was willing to give his apprentice Tang San an expensive storage soul tool.

Now, he has been reduced to such a desolate and sad state. The clothes he wears are not as good as the old village man in front of him, and his heart is unbearably miserable.

"You're welcome, Master Soul Master, just a little food, little old man can't charge you." The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Well, you've seen my face anyway, and you won't need money in the future." A strange smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's unshaven face.

"Have you seen your face? The little old man doesn't understand what Master Soul Master means..." The white-haired old man didn't understand the meaning of Yu Xiaogang's words.

And Yu Xiaogang quickly used his actions to make the white-haired old man understand the meaning.

He drew a sharp knife from his body and stabbed it without hesitation.

laugh!

The sharp knife pierced the body of the white-haired old man, and the blood red dipped on the old man's clothes.

The simple white-haired old man stared at his cloudy eyes, looked at the blood-stained knife on his chest in disbelief, and then looked at the grinning Yu Xiaogang.

He didn't understand until he died, why this soul master with thick brows, big eyes, and a righteous face was suddenly so vicious and attacked him.

The soul master fell at the entrance of the village, dying of starvation. He helped him go home and served him with the best food, but he was killed instead.

When the old man asked a question, he didn't have a chance to say a last word, so he fell down with his eyes wide open.

Yu Xiaogang didn't care at all when there were too many people dying.

In his heart, these pariahs are like grass and can be harvested at will.

If it was a place with a lot of people, he might even pretend to act hypocritically like a nobleman's elegance, a gentleman's demeanor or something, but in such a remote small village, there is no one around, so there is nothing to worry about.

Another important point, the old villagers saw his face.

Yu Xiaogang didn't want his deeds to be exposed, and killing someone to kill is the best way to keep secrets.

He put on a black mask, collected clothes from the old villagers' homes and put them on, and put the food into the storage soul tool.

In the twilight, Yu Xiaogang flew out of the small village, and after a while, he climbed over the mountain and found a cave.

Entering the depths of the cave, I saw a fragmented and mottled mural.

The existence of the murals is obviously extremely long, and the content is blurred and unclear where there is no incompleteness.

But Yu Xiaogang had seen the complete pattern in the ancient book, and knew that the mural was a **** underground city, a symbol of the capital of slaughter.

Countless people, knowing the danger, still entered the capital of slaughter one after another, all because of the opportunities abounded in miracles.

The famous Killing God Realm is just one kind of chance.

In the capital of slaughter, soul skills cannot be used, and the influence of the difference between martial soul and soul skills is greatly reduced, which makes Yu Xiaogang feel that he has a chance.

Yu Xiaogang did not dare to go to the regular entrance of the Slaughter City, there were too many people and it was easy to be exposed.

He used his soul power to attack the ground under the mural.

With a bang, the ground collapsed.

The pungent smell mixed with blood and sulfur gushed out, and a hole appeared.

I saw that there was a slow flow of liquid emitting red light under the cave, like **** magma, and it seemed to be a viscous blood pool.

"If I can get the great opportunity of the miracle of the Slaughter City, when I return, it will be your doomsday!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of resentment, and he jumped into the hole.