Chapter 237 The Angry Little Wildcat

On the other side, after Su Cheng entered the outer city one step ahead, his powerful perception spread.

All the various scenes of chaos and killing in this city came to mind.

Perhaps because the King of Slaughter had just appeared in person, no messenger appeared to greet him after he entered the city.

There was no need to delay, and I had no intention of dealing with those guys who wanted to sneak attack.

As his body flashed continuously, he quickly headed straight towards the inner city.

After entering the inner city, Su Cheng's expression changed slightly.

He felt an extremely subtle fluctuation of divine power.

It is an extremely cruel and domineering divine power of killing, ruthless and indifferent to all things.

In addition to the killing power, there is also a layer of evil, filthy, gloomy and mysterious aura of divine power.

"What a Shura power..." Su Cheng's eyes darkened slightly.

The characteristics revealed by this trace of divine power fluctuations have been diluted countless times, and the result of being parasitically contaminated by the Rakshasa divine power still shows extremely terrifying majesty.

In this place, even his perception was suppressed to a certain extent.

Unsurprisingly, its real place of storage should be on Hell Road. The nature of that place may be similar to the Douluo Palace of the Angel God and the Poseidon Palace of the Poseidon.

"The gap between the God King and the ordinary gods is bigger than I expected at the beginning, but the Rakshasa God is really good at it."

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking deeply. It was not time to consider these things yet.

Just now, he had heard a lot of news about Zhu Zhuqing from several people.

"Eighty-nine consecutive wins? That's quite fast."

Su Cheng turned around and headed straight for the wooden house where Zhu Zhuqing lived.

"Bang bang bang!"

A violent banging on the door suddenly sounded, awakening Zhu Zhuqing from his breath adjustment.

She frowned. It had been more than half a year since anyone had dared to come here to harass her.

She hates this place.

It is becoming more and more difficult to suppress and resolve those filthy murderous intentions.

Staring in the direction of the wooden door that kept making noises, Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, nor did he want to open the door.

But although she didn't move, her voice never stopped.

The sound of "bang bang bang" was like a magic sound in her ears, constantly irritating her mind and making her more and more irritable.

The uncontrollable murderous aura began to breed and grow little by little.

It was obviously a closed wooden house, but air currents appeared out of thin air, and then condensed into a slightly fishy breeze that surrounded her.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knocking on the door is still ringing.

Zhu Zhuqing gritted his teeth, a scarlet light glowing in his eyes.

Reach out and slash forward——

"boom!"

The huge wind blade instantly shattered the wooden door.

Then the castration didn't stop and he continued to attack the figure behind the door.

But the next moment, it was easily knocked out by the other party's fingers.

"Zhuqing, long time no see. You have a good temper."

With a burst of clear laughter, Su Cheng stepped into the room.

Seeing the breeze flashing around Zhu Zhuqing's body and the powerful sharpness in the aura of his body, Su Cheng's eyes showed a strange light.

She really fits this place.

Over the past year, Zhu Zhuqing's gains and improvements have been greater than he originally expected.

When it comes to talent and talent, Zhu Zhuqing is naturally not as good as Qian Renxue.

Even if she possesses the Netherworld White Tiger, which surpasses the super martial soul, and her mind is polished and clear, it is still not enough.

But when it comes to toughness of character, Zhu Zhuqing will not lose to anyone.

The place of Killing City has an even more extraordinary meaning to her.

After experiencing this place, her past accumulation will surely be integrated into everything.

If it weren't for the presence of the King of Slaughter and the place being polluted by the Rakshasa God, he wouldn't even want to come to pick them up so early.

"...Su Cheng?"

Looking blankly at the figure standing in front of him, Zhu Zhuqing murmured.

The murderous aura was lifted from his body, and his mind, which had been tense for more than a year, instantly relaxed completely.

There was even a trace of weakness that could not be suppressed in his eyes.

She is too tired.

In more than a year, they have won eighty-nine games in a row. This is an efficient record that has almost never been achieved in the thousands of years of history since the establishment of Killing City.

There is a battle in the Hell Killing Fields almost every four days, and there are many powerful soul saints and Contra level warriors among the opponents.

Getting to where we are today is not as simple as just winning a few battles.

Su Cheng didn't say anything, just walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

The innate power surged out bit by bit and then merged into her body.

After being nourished by this high-level power, the meridians in Zhu Zhuqing's body that had been corroded by the blood-colored energy gradually became soothed.

It wasn't until her body was no longer so stiff that Su Cheng stopped moving and whispered, "Are you tired?"

"..." Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was breathing lightly.

"Do you regret coming here?"

Do you regret it?

This is not only asking Zhu Zhuqing, but also asking myself.

The hint of weakness that flashed in the other person's eyes just now did not escape Su Cheng's eyes.

He has the strength to protect Zhu Zhuqing.

There are ways to give her a stable life.

But that's not what Zhu Zhuqing wants.

She has her own choice, her own path.

That's not what Su Cheng wants.

He is willing to respect the other party's choice, Zhu Zhuqing is not his plaything.

In Su Cheng's view, personal will is more important than anything else.

For enemies, there is no need to be soft-hearted, nor is there any need to pay attention to benevolence and righteousness. Everything depends on their own means.

But for relatives and friends, he has no right to make decisions for them.

All he can do is guide them.

Those who are self-righteous, think they are thinking about others, and arrange other people's lives arbitrarily when they have power, and are proud of it in the end, are really the most disgusting.

That is not love, but just a possessive collection of the other party as one's own private collection.

Even in the simulated world, what he did was always a means to achieve his ultimate goal, and he never boasted about how selfless his behavior was.

He didn't think there was anything to be proud of in training a genius or a strong man.

So no matter whether Zhu Zhuqing vented her anger on him or expressed her resentment, he thought it was natural.

Because if he were in the other's shoes, he couldn't forgive the other party's behavior.

However, after more than 20 years of living together day and night, they finally left an indelible mark in each other's hearts.

Su Cheng also knew that Zhu Zhuqing's feelings for him did not come from those so-called sacrifices.

Rather, it was the deep friendship that accumulated bit by bit over the past 20 years of relying on each other.

"... Hum."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes, raised her head and sneered disdainfully.

She glanced at Su Cheng with an arrogant look, "Regret? Who do you think I am?"

"Oh? Aren't you my little cat? Did I recognize the wrong person?" Su Cheng asked in surprise.

"Su Cheng!" Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows were raised, and under the fluctuations of her mood, the uncontrollable murderous aura resurfaced.

She stretched out her hand and grasped Su Cheng's shirt, her pretty face flushed, "What are you yelling about!"

"What a wild and untamable little wild cat..."

Su Cheng shook his head and sighed, then he put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, leaned down, and kissed her delicate red lips.

The tip of his tongue passed between her lips, easily lifting the soft and moist corners of her mouth, and then gently swept back and forth between her red and white lips and teeth.

"Hmm..."

As he moved, Zhu Zhuqing felt as if a fine electric current was flowing through her body.

Then it pierced into her mind and heart little by little...

She couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The slight dizziness made her moan softly.

Su Cheng was obviously not satisfied with this.

The root of his tongue stretched out and continued to explore forward, knocking open the pearly teeth and exploring deeper.

Sweet saliva flowed between each other's lips and tongues.

Zhu Zhuqing snorted softly, her eyes widened in an instant, and her mind went blank.

The next moment, she suddenly felt a palm sliding down from her waist and lingering on her plump buttocks.

Five fingers were deeply embedded in it and kept kneading it, causing her to feel a little pain.

But more of it was an indescribable stimulation and numbness.

It made her look forward to it, and it made her panic...

"Hmm--"

Zhu Zhuqing had never experienced such stimulation before. Her head tilted back slightly, and her snow-white long neck drew a graceful arc. The sound almost came from the deepest part of her throat, and her nose became extremely hot.

Her half-open eyes stared at Su Cheng, as if water was about to drip out, as if she was begging, and as if she was longing for something.

After struggling for two times, her stiff body softened a little bit again.

The palm that pushed Su Cheng's chest gradually became weak, and the five fingers clasped his collar. It was more like a gentle caress than a resistance...

After a long time, Su Cheng let her go, and licked his lips with satisfaction.

Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face flushed, and her eyes avoided him.

She said in a hoarse voice: "Su Cheng, you are getting more and more shameless."

Su Cheng smiled and did not refute.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's heart was pounding, and the original layer of uncontrollable murderous anger had calmed down a lot.

Su Cheng did a lot of things from before entering the house until just now.

Knocking on the door to stimulate Zhu Zhuqing's irritability and stimulate her murderous aura, and then talking and comforting her after entering the house to resolve it.

After that, he teased her with words, aroused her anger again, and finally aroused her lust.

This series of operations, of course, is not just for the sake of satisfying his desire for oral pleasure. He is not so hungry.

Zhu Zhuqing's progress is too fast and her improvement is too great. Even if she is tough, her spirit is a little too tense.

Next, I will take her to the Hell Road to take a look and experience the deeper killing intention of Shura.

If her mentality is not adjusted well and the string is not properly relaxed, even if he is protecting her, it is hard to say whether there will be any adverse effects at that time.

First, some of her emotions will be exhausted, and the risk will be much smaller at that time.