Douluo: Senior Sister is too popular, what should I do?

Chapter 117 Adapting Well
Only Sangxia knew that she was not afraid, but joyful.

Or to put it more accurately, it was not her who felt the joy, but her left eye.

He felt an aura similar to his own origin, and there were signs of waking up just around the corner. The frantic joy prompted the dense optic nerves and blood vessels to grow backwards, pierced the whites of his eyes and probed into the air, and gradually became stronger with the influx of power. It is thick, with long and slender mouths with jagged teeth cracked on it. They shrink and expand like the suckers on the hunting arms of molluscs, greedily sucking the ubiquitous filth and malice between opening and closing.

Sang Xia tightly covered her eyes, and pressed back the squirming sticky tentacles and the eyeballs that seemed to swell up and fall out of the eye sockets at any time. When the guide looked at her in doubt, By then, she had regained her composure and put down her hands as if nothing had happened.

She raised her head, and a wave of sensuality rushed towards her face.

Compared with the cold and dead outer city like a tomb, the inner city of the Slaughter City is more noisy and chaotic. The rows of shops on the street make it even more prosperous than some cities outside, but there is no lively and peaceful atmosphere. , can only make people feel erosive and crazy.

The ugliest side of human nature is fully exposed in this place. Wherever she looks, everyone's face has an intoxicated expression as if they are in the world of bliss, but underneath it seems to be suppressing a huge fear, like being immersed The devil in the sulfur spring of hell, on the one hand, was drunk and dreamed of dying in a dream, but on the other hand, he was afraid of the scythe of judgment hanging above his head.

For this city, she is too out of place with a white hood and a thin figure, like a lamb strayed into a herd of hyenas or a white flower blooming in a swamp, instantly attracting almost everyone people's attention.

Sangxia felt that they thought she was delicious, literally "delicious".

"Is meat also valuable in the inner city?" It's not a pleasant thing to be looked at as food. She moved herself into the shadow of the guide, and her eyes glanced at the conspicuous human tissue and bones in the garbage dump in the corner. The wreckage, and then lowered his eyes, the shadows that fell from his eyelashes completely covered up the emotions in his eyes.

The guide admitted this great thing lightly: "Yes."

Sang Xia was thoughtful, and didn't continue to ask any more questions, but just sped up her pace a little.

The guide led her into a three-story building similar to a hotel, and after a brief conversation with the front desk, he took a key and handed it to her, saying in a sweet and cold voice: "This is your Next, the residence in the Killing City will be free for the first month, but after that, you will need to pay Huang Quanlu as rent."

Sang Xia, who didn't have any expectations for the hospitality of the Killing City, lazily replied, "Oh."

She looked around the room, and even felt a sense of intimacy from the clean furnishings on all four walls: this empty layout except for the bed, table and closet was exactly the same as the dormitory she used to have in Shrek Academy, and there was a door Bay windows facing south.

It’s just that the room is always warm and bright, the sun can shine in through the tulle curtains without hindrance, making the bed warm and warm, and there is always a fresh flower bouquet soaked in morning dew on the window sill. Every time the kitten jumped in from the window, it carefully curled up its big fluffy tail to avoid knocking over the vase, but here there was only boundless darkness and silence.

"Would you like to go to the Killing Fields of Hell now?" The polishing flint lit the lantern in his hand, and the guide put the lamp on the table, and dutifully asked her opinion, "That is the core of the Killing City."

"No need." Sang Xia covered her mouth and yawned, "Going to that kind of place will affect your appetite. It's less than twelve hours now, right? Can I trouble you to get me something normal humans can eat? ?"

Guide: "..."

The word "climbing along the pole" appeared in her mind again. In fact, everyone who will be exiled to the killing capital used to be a vicious thug. When they first came here, they would still habitually want to use violence. Killing solves everything, but after seeing the bloody law of the survival of the fittest, they all learned to behave with their tails between their legs. It was the first time she saw someone who dared to order her like this. like home.

She really wants to say that I am only responsible for guiding you within twelve hours while ensuring your basic personal safety, not your full-time nanny, and everything you want to get food and even survive here has to be exchanged with Huangquanlu, But thinking of the King of Slaughter's words, she still pursed her well-shaped red lips under the black veil, and put on a smile: "Okay."

She went back and forth quickly, and there were several kinds of food on the tray in her hand, most of which were porridge and side dishes, and a few shriveled fruits. Although it looked a bit shabby, it was indeed normal human food anyway. Anyway, Sangxia I don't want to touch any meat for a short time.

She casually picked up a fruit that looked similar to an apple from the tray and took a bite, tasting the familiar slightly astringent sweetness.

Simple, this is a specialty fruit in the southern part of the Barak Kingdom. Every summer, peddlers carry loads into Soto City to sell it along the streets. But because it is not very tasty, few people care about it. But she likes it quite a bit, and makes it into candied fruit. It is not as greasy as those fruits with too much sugar.

She remembered that a vendor had mentioned to her that the growth of this fruit required abundant sunlight and rain—both of which were obviously impossible for the City of Slaughter to have.

A desperate situation where you can only enter, but cannot exit?

She thinks that the gang of unlucky bastards in the Killing City have been eating human flesh for too long and their minds are sober, but even if she thinks with her toes, she can figure out that it is impossible for crops to grow in this ghost place. If it were her , will definitely follow the people who distribute the food and try to find a way for the killing capital to communicate with the outside world.

The guide suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

She silently watched the girl finish the simple food in a leisurely manner—and politely asked her if she would like to have some in the middle—curiously turned around the room, opened the door of the closet and probed He looked inside and then squatted down to look under the bed, expressing his disappointment that there was no corpse hidden inside like in a clichéd horror story, and incidentally told her about the ghost of a female ghost walking upside down story.

It seems to be quite well adjusted in every way, she couldn't help thinking, just like the aborigines here.

Outside the window, many people are still wandering in the street, their slender shadows are dragged and elongated by the street lamps, through the special anti-peeping glass, they cannot see the situation inside the room, but they still raise their heads in a paranoid and fanatical way. Staring at the window, like a group of blood-thirsty vultures, just waiting for the protection period to come in and bite the fresh blood they have been longing for for a long time.

Hunger and lust for obscenity are haunting and lingering.

The guide looked away. The girl seemed not aware of the danger lurking in the dark at all, or she did not care about it at all. She leaned on the window sill and tapped the window glass with her fingers, as if she was in a good mood The silent melody flowing from the fingertips hummed in a low voice, and her long hair fell down, enveloping her like folded wings.

　Brother Yue: Wu Tan actually let Sangsang drag his sick body to a place like the capital of killings, he is angry, I still have to find a way to stab him to death

　　Sang Xia: Everyone in the Killing City is full of talents, I like it so much, it’s like coming home (great read)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)