Lin Xiao: Let Bo Saixi Take Care of Me?

"This time, I am truly indebted to you."

"I know someone like you is naturally not a Fallen One. You are probably a heaven's favorite who came here to train by walking the Hell Road, right?"

"If you need anything, feel free to ask me. I will lend you a hand."

Tang Chen's eyes held an irresolvable desolation. Although he himself had a huge mess to deal with, no matter what, Lin Xiao had shown him kindness this time.

It was only natural for him to repay the favor with a small gesture.

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow.

This was exactly what he was waiting for Tang Chen to say!

Lin Xiao didn't hesitate to make a bold request:

"That's great. I want to use the souls of the Fallen Ones in Slaughter City to help my Fire Phoenix evolve. I wonder if you, Ancestor, could assist me with this?"

As the Slaughter King, if Tang Chen tacitly allowed Lin Xiao's slaughtering actions in Slaughter City, then Lin Xiao would have no further reservations.

Tang Chen furrowed his brow tightly.

His gaze fell upon Lin Xiao's Ghost Mask, and he felt that this child was utterly bizarre, as strange as his Fire Phoenix that could devour souls.

After a long silence, Tang Chen spoke:

"Slaughter City has been established for thousands of years, and this is what the historical records show. Although the Slaughter King is nominally the master of Slaughter City, there are rules that govern its operation in the unseen."

"If you slaughter on such a large scale, even without the Slaughter King's obstruction, the rules of this place will ultimately not tolerate you."

Lin Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

The rules of Slaughter City?

Rules are made by people, and the rules of Slaughter City were made by the Asura God; the so-called intolerance of the rules is actually the intolerance of the person who made the rules.

He felt deeply disappointed, feeling that he might miss the only chance in his life to Slaughter a City without any psychological burden.

However, Tang Chen's tone shifted.

"But everything has a limit. As long as you don't exceed that limit, generally there won't be any problems."

"I will allow you to slaughter two more streets."

"But you must promise me one thing and swear to complete it."

Lin Xiao nodded readily.

"What is it first?"

A hint of complexity appeared in Tang Chen's eyes. He took out a token and an ice-blue handkerchief from his怀中.

The token was naturally Tang Chen's own identity token, while the ice-blue handkerchief was exquisitely made and sealed in a box. After so many years, when it was opened, it still seemed to retain a faint fragrance.

Lin Xiao: "..."

No wonder they say the Douluo Continent is a continent of romance.

Without Tang Chen saying anything, he felt like he had already guessed what the other party would entrust him with.

Tang Chen looked wistful.

"Things have changed, and people are no longer the same. Even if there's a chance to meet again now, I no longer dare to appear before her."

When he left back then, he had made a grand promise, swearing not to marry Bo Saixi until he became a God, and even made a bet with his competitor, Qian Daoliu.

Whoever became a God first would win the beauty.

But who would have thought that fate would be so cruel?

Now he had become this inhuman, ghost-like appearance. If he were to appear before his former goddess with this face, Tang Chen would rather be a rat in the gutter of Slaughter City for the rest of his life.

He would even rather die on the spot.

The Clear Sky Sect prided itself as the number one sect in the world, and its disciples were known for their arrogance. To put it bluntly, they were very concerned about their reputation.

And Tang Chen was extremely concerned about his reputation, otherwise he wouldn't have sworn to only return after becoming a God, even though he knew Bo Saixi was in love with him.

Tang Chen carefully opened the box, but didn't dare to touch the ice-blue handkerchief, afraid that his hands, stained with blood and filth, would contaminate it. Then he quickly closed the box and reluctantly handed it to Lin Xiao.

"This is something belonging to an old friend of mine."

"You give her this handkerchief and help me relay some words to her."

"With my identity token, she will naturally believe your words."

"Just tell her that I'm sorry for her, tell her that I'm already dead, and that she shouldn't wait for me anymore."

Lin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a person with principles.

Targeting the Clear Sky Sect and targeting Tang San and Tang Hao was only because of their differing positions, and moreover, the other party had provoked him first.

He was really afraid that Tang Chen would ask him to help take care of the Clear Sky Sect or Tang Hao. In that case, no matter how great the temptation, Lin Xiao wouldn't be able to agree.

Fortunately, from beginning to end, Tang Chen hadn't mentioned anything related to the Clear Sky Sect. Perhaps the old man was inherently arrogant, believing that the Clear Sky Sect was the number one sect in the world and it wasn't up to a junior like Lin Xiao to take care of it.

Lin Xiao took the handkerchief and the identity token, and as a matter of routine, asked, "Ancestor Tang Chen, you haven't told me who your old friend is yet?"

Tang Chen said hoarsely,

"Her name is Bo Saixi."

"If you can handle this matter, she will take care of you, even for my sake."

Lin Xiao's expression was strange.

Have Bo Saixi take care of him? He'd rather not.

Lin Xiao and Tang Chen reached an agreement, and then the two went their separate ways.

Lin Xiao first went to two other streets and collected a full 800 Fallen One souls. He felt like his Million Year Soul Ring was about to overflow before he finally stopped.

He still felt a bit unsatisfied.

"Things in Slaughter City are pretty much done. There's no point in staying any longer. It's time to walk the Hell Road."

However, there was a prerequisite for walking the Hell Road.

That was to win 100 consecutive matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Lin Xiao didn't have time to slowly wait for the Hell Slaughter Arena to gather enough people, so he simply asked Tang Chen for help.

Tang Chen had a favor to ask of Lin Xiao, so he naturally agreed.

Thus, another three months passed.

...

In the inn.

Hu Liena looked at the man before her with a complicated expression.

He always wore a white robe and a ghost mask on his face. Even though he was in the dirty and defiled Sinful Paradise, he somehow possessed the pure aura of a white lotus emerging from the mud.

His face was hidden, but perhaps because of that, he had an even more mysterious and captivating attraction, like a whirlpool that, once you fell in, made it hard to escape.

"Flame Monarch, you've won 99 consecutive matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, haven't you?"

"Are you going to walk the Hell Road?"

Lin Xiao nodded.

"There's nothing left to linger for in Slaughter City. There's really no need to stay any longer."

Hu Liena bit her lip and didn't speak.

She knew that a major event had occurred in Slaughter City three months ago. The Ghost Face Flame Monarch had slaughtered five streets in a row, and the Slaughter King and Blood Phoenix Ma Hongjun had come together to stop him.

The final result was that Blood Phoenix Ma Hongjun died, and the Ghost Face Flame Monarch reached an unknown agreement with the Slaughter King.

This man was so powerful it made one's heart tremble.

An inexplicable feeling rose in Hu Liena's heart. She couldn't help but wonder.

Did he slaughter the streets and kill Ma Hongjun for me?

There was no answer.

Hu Liena couldn't bring herself to ask, she just silently served Lin Xiao for the last time.

"Hmm, why are you bringing a basin of water?"

"To wash your feet."

Lin Xiao: ???

What, last day and getting a bonus?

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