Interstellar Ultimate Guardian

"It's really hard work for you." Ling Sa laughed, then he thought seriously for a few seconds, and said with a little hesitation: "Actually, I didn't pretend to be very pretending before, did I? The people on the side of the eldest prince are called real people." Pretentious, you have to bring ten or eight bodyguards with you when you go out, you must eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and your clothes must be custom-made, and your mouth and smile seem to be measured, and you look like you are in fake death."

Luo Danfang: "...Are you sure you haven't done this before? How can I still remember that you don't eat or sleep?"

Well, it doesn't look like you're fake at all, though.

The aristocratic standard textbook, Luo Danfang just thought hehehe, he felt that compared with Ling Sa, all the royal nobles represented by the eldest prince had to stand aside.

Ling Sa straightened his face, and put the lid on the other person's head directly: "That's what Kelan asked for. I am essentially a hard-working, simple and down-to-earth young man who never pretends to be aggressive."

Luo Danfang was speechless again.

Ahaha, a good young man who never pretends to be aggressive, and he doesn't know who doesn't talk when eating, let alone who has all the clothes made by hand, etc. He doesn't want to say it out to attack the Lingjian.

In fact, Ling Sa was just playing a joke with Luo Dan. In fact, he is not pretending, but the kind of life he has been exposed to since he was a child. It has long been a habit carved into his bones, just like Ling Sa occasionally jumps A few dirty words will not damage his elegant and aristocratic temperament.

Of course, Ling Sa would only open his mouth "nonsense" and shut his mouth "pretentious" without any scruples in front of Luo Danfang.

In the final analysis, no matter how young and mature Ling Sa is, he is essentially just a boy under the age of 20.

Since the two decided to venture into the Mandala fighting arena, they immediately made full preparations.

After dressing up together with Luo Danfang, soon a man exuding hostility and with a ten-year-old scar on his cheek appeared in the room.

"Fortunately, my dad taught me this kung fu before. I never thought that after so many years, I still haven't forgotten it." Luo Dan was complacent and smeared Ling Sa's face again.

Ling Sa looked at the image after the disguise in the mirror, and thought he was a little more masculine and quite satisfied.

"It's quite a man." Ling Sa said happily.

Like when he had not yet entered puberty, he had an indistinguishable face and was often molested by others. So even now that Ling Sa is absolutely impossible to make people mistake his gender, he still leaves behind the psychological shadow of his childhood. With the appearance of a pure man, there is still a little longing in his heart.

However, Luo Danfang couldn't help complaining: "I didn't realize that the face is so important before, but now I think if you really look like this, no one will worship you as a male god."

He was sure that Ling Sa's phrase "he's a man" was definitely referring to the scar on his face!

If he really changed his face to the current one, Ling Sa would have to cry and faint in the toilet.

A pair of narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes have been modified into hanging triangular eyes. Because of a lot of fillers on both sides of the nose, it has changed from a slender and straight nose to a big and flat nose. The shape of the face has not changed much, but the pointed chin is round. some.

Ling Sa's face was once called a perfect masterpiece of "can't move a single point" by art masters. Now that it has been changed by three or four points, its appearance and temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes. No one can recognize it, let alone colorful pupils. When Ling Sa came, Luo Danfang guessed that even Kelan standing in front of Ling Sa would not be able to recognize him.

Of course, he still looks handsome, but with a different temperament.

Ling Sa's eyebrows twitched slightly, turned to look at Luo Danfang, and said, "Don't tell me that you like me because of my face."

Luo Dan let go of his joy, raised his hand and pinched Ling Sa's face, and said with a smile: Don't say it, I really noticed you because of your face. "

Ling Sa's expression was subtle, and he frowned, wanting to take off his face depressedly, but Luo Dan quickly grabbed his restless paws.

"What are you doing? How much effort did it take me to make your face?" Luo Danfang pointed to the watch on the wall: "Three hours, dear!"

Ling Sa complained unhappily: "This is not conducive to cultivating feelings."

Luo Danfang: "..."

Luo Danfang couldn't help laughing, and grabbed Ling Sa's shoulder, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You're out of your mind, baby, I just said that and you really believed it? Hey, fuck you, you are so naive and cute——"

"Shut up!" Ling Sa realized that he had been played by Luo Dan, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment. God knows why he took it seriously for a moment of brain convulsion.

After Luo Dan finished laughing, he looked at Ling Sa and sighed, and said very sincerely: "Even if you grow up like this, I still like you, the big deal is that we will turn off the light when we go to bed."

Ling Sa: "..."

Damn, he didn't feel comforted at all!

Ling Sa is a typical manifestation of a serious lack of sense of security. Speaking of it, this is a bad product left over from childhood experiences.

Luo Dan also knew at ease that in his previous life, after being bullied by Ling Sa severely, he sentenced Ling Sa to death without saying a word. Come be happy and happy.

Just reliving the whole life, Luo Dan looked at the previous life with the eyes of a "comer", and found the things that he had completely ignored from the clues.

The authorities are fascinated, but the bystanders are clear. The current Luo Danfang is much more mature than Ling Sa, and the mental illness of lack of security is naturally almost healed.

Luo Danfang stroked his chin and looked at Ling Sa who was all in black, and said, "My dear, listen to Brother Shout."

Ling Sa: "Get lost."

Luo Danfang: "..."

Just continue to feel insecure, little boy.

As the night falls, the big cities on the colorful pupils are all lit up with colorful lights, and the night life of feasting and feasting has just begun.

The building of the black mandala is very easy to find, because it occupies a very large area, and for some unspeakable reasons, there are no other large buildings adjacent to it, so it can be called a standout.

After making simple preparations, Luo Danfang in disguise came to the black mandala with Ling Sa.

They didn't let Luo Danfang enter Mandala as a follower after Ling Sa entered the C-level arena as planned at the beginning, but directly used another method-"This is my little A pet, and he will represent me in the game."

Luo Dan Fang, who was dressed as a wealthy businessman, was holding a pineapple crutch specially designed for pretense in one hand, and in one hand were three fingers with blingbling precious stones, one of which was even a rare golden diamond!

The guide was about to be blinded by Luo Dan's nouveau riche temperament. There were many rich people and nouveau riche who came to Datura to bring their own pets, but they could be like this young man with golden hair and blue eyes. This kind of person who can't wait to hang a big gold bar around his neck is really rare!

However, if you have money, you are a master. The guide smiled and said, "Please follow me to area E first, and your pet will fight other pets."

Luo Danfang tapped the buttocks of Ling Sa, who was bowing his head and not saying a word, with his crutches. He felt secretly relieved, and said with disdain on the surface: "Look at my little pet's legs and buttocks, look at his body, The competition in the E area is nothing short of insulting!"

Ling Sa lowered her eyes and remained silent, whispering harshly in her heart—you just wait for me.

The guide was a little disdainful of this upstart. He saw too many pets. Like the guy in front of him who is only 1.9 meters and weighs less than [-] catties by visual estimation.

However, the usher patiently explained the rules: any guest who comes to our Mandala Fighting Arena must start his journey from the lowest-level E area. "

Luo Danfang waved his hand impatiently and said, "What's breaking the rules, hurry up and lead the way!"

The guide curled his lips secretly, and led Luo Danfang to the viewing stand in area E. As for Ling Sa, as a pet that was about to enter the arena to fight, he would naturally be taken to the fighting arena.

Thanks to Tuo Lingsha, Luo Danfang is quite well-known now. Although his face has not been remembered by too many people for the time being, there may be some crazy fans of Ling Sa throwing knives at his photo every day. , just to be on the safe side, Luo Danfang made a simple change for himself - dyed a one-time golden hair, and put on blue pupils.

His demeanor changed all of a sudden, that face that tended to look cold and aloof was stained with some human fireworks, even when he was sullen, he was not too indifferent, this kind of change was very confusing and would not be easily recognized by others.

Luo Danfang secretly looked at the surrounding environment.

As the lowest and most basic E-level competition area in the entire Mandala Fighting Arena, the infrastructure here is not too high. After all, everyone who wants to upgrade must come here to compete first.

There are hundreds or even thousands of players spattering blood on the stage in the E area every day. In order to save costs, or reflect the power and money brought by the upgrade, the E area must not be done too well.

Luo Danfang stood on the viewing platform, put his hands on the railing, and looked down at the ten circled fighting platforms below.

The platform is paved with black stones, and the area is not large, but it is enough for two people to fight.

In order to improve efficiency, ten groups of players can compete together at a time.

Luo Danfang looked at the group that had already started, and re-evaluated Datura.

There are two muscular young men on the field. Neither of them is wearing a shirt, and one of them even has oil on his body.

After a whistle, the two rushed towards each other like beasts, and each punch seemed to carry the sound of piercing wind.

"Black maniac! Kill him, kill that stupid ass!"

"Quick, hit him on the head!"

"Hahaha, this kick is good!"

Luo Danfang quickly understood why in the Datura fighting arena, hand-to-hand combat is far more attractive than mech competitions, because this kind of rude and brutal fighting style can arouse the desire for torture in people's hearts , and the ambition to kill.

Luo Danfang squeezed the railing in his hand.

"Bang bang one by one"

It was the sound of fists hitting muscles.

Soon the result appeared on the field. The man who was oiled on his body made a mistake and was grabbed by the neck by his opponent. Seeing that you were dying of illness, the opponent turned around vigorously and twisted the neck in his hand 180 degrees. All kinds of cheers sounded from the banquet, occasionally mixed with curses, intertwined into one piece.

The man whose neck was broken fell straight on the ground. The life that was alive a few minutes ago has quietly disappeared. No one even knows who he is, where he came from, and why he came here.

But Lordan knew that he would be taken there.

A staff member in a yellow uniform stepped up to the stage, grabbed the corpse with one hand like he was carrying garbage, jumped off the stage and walked towards a small door.

Hundreds of people die here every day, and few people are willing to collect the corpses for the losers. Therefore, Datura has a special job task, that is, corpse collectors. They take away unclaimed corpses or hand them over to underground trade The organs and tissues give the corpse its final value, or because the corpse is too smashed to be worth selling, it is thrown directly into the crematorium.

Life is the least valuable thing here, Luo Danfang has always known it, so no matter how poor he was in his previous life, he never thought of stepping here.

And in this life, he seemed to have no better choice.