The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse

◎Beast Heart (two shifts in one)◎

Hearing the words of the knight, Song Dingding was stunned.

Her friend... signing the life and death deed?

Not to mention who the friend who signed up for her is, how to sign this life and death contract?

Song Dingding frowned: "Did you find the wrong person?"

The knight opened the kraft paper tied with a red silk rope in his hand and brought it to her: "Your name is signed on the registration ticket, and your fingerprints are also printed."

The kraft paper is written in continuous English, and the word 'A Ding' is signed with golden ink at the end. The handwriting looks smooth and powerful.

In addition to the name, the bottom of the registration ticket was covered with a bright red fingerprint.

Song Dingding raised her thumb and compared her fingerprints, and found that the fingerprints on the registration ticket were actually her own.

"And this." The knight unfolded the portrait of the villain in his hand and compared it to Song Dingding's face: "This picture was drawn by your friend."

Song Dingding: "..."

"Dear warriors, please follow us as soon as possible. The second battle of the beasts will start after the horn blows."

When they said this, the knights had already put their arms on the long swords they wanted to wear around their waists, as if if she showed any reluctance, they would use force to **** her away.

More than a dozen people in the arena were all dead and disabled, and only one person was seriously injured and was still stubbornly fighting against the mutant beasts.

Listening to the cheers and screams from the surrounding area, Song Dingding knew that resistance would not bring any benefit, so he simply showed an appearance of obedience, and walked towards the stand under the guidance of the knight.

As she walked, she frequently turned her head toward the seventh-floor stand, and Ma Yun didn't notice her until her figure was about to disappear.

"Sister Pei..." He stood up and pointed to the black dot that disappeared in the distance: "Why was A Ding taken away?!"

Pei Ming looked at the place where he pointed, Song Dingding had been led into the tunnel of the arena by two knights, and he could not even see his back at this moment.

His thumb rested on the jade-colored storage ring on his index finger, and he slowly turned the ring, as if he was contemplating something.

The direction she was taken away was the place where the next beast fight was waiting, but she hadn't signed up for the beast fight just now.

In other words, she was registered by someone else instead.

There are two beast fights in total, and Li Hua is in the next one, but Li Hua can't use a sword, and Yuwei Daojun is dedicated to swallowing dragon balls, and no one can protect her.

The cultivators with spiritual consciousness in the arena are dead, not to mention she has no spiritual consciousness. If he doesn't take action, she will die.

Pei Ming tapped the ring slightly and paused: "Perhaps, A Ding also signed up."

The voice is light and cloudless, like a floating boat in the Jiangdong River, lonely and clear, illusory.

Ma Yun was stunned for a moment, and stopped when he was about to get up. Looking at the dark tunnel with no light, his heartbeat slowed a beat.

Did Ading really sign up?

he does not know.

But since Sister Pei said so, what reason does he have for not believing it?

Ma Yun pursed his pale lips and sat back in his seat.

…

At the end of the first beast-fighting match, all the warriors died, and the two mutant beasts who won were driven back to the iron railings.

The steward of the arena waved the red cloth: "Dear ladies and gentlemen, after a short break, we will usher in the second more thrilling beast fight. Please stay tuned!"

Song Dingding put on silver armor and was sent by the knight to the entrance of the tunnel. Two wall lamps were burning in the dark and damp passage. Facing the flickering firelight, she heard loud cries.

There were fifteen or six people locked in the tunnel, many of whom were her acquaintances, especially Song Zhizhi and Simmons crying the most.

The moment the iron railings opened, Simmons stumbled towards him: "Brother A Ding, save me, I don't want to die..."

The arena has a total of four gates made of iron railings, two tunnels behind the gates are used to put mutant beasts, and two tunnels are used to prepare the warriors to wait.

They could see clearly in the tunnel the scene of the mutant beasts slaughtering the warriors in the first round, the sect disciples who were brutally killed, and the broken limbs flying all over the sky.

And they were only separated from the mutant beast by an iron railing, and they could even feel the heat sprayed from the nostrils of the mutant beast.

When the second battle of the beasts begins, the stewards of the arena will let people put away the iron railings. It is obvious that their fate is not much better than the smashed corpses in the arena.

With Simmons' disregarding crying as a start, the others remembered Song Dingding's predictions along the way, and they all begged her to find a way to save them out.

"A Ding, you are the reincarnation of an immortal and a bodhisattva. You must have a way to save us, right?"

"It was originally that we were sorry for you, you don't remember the villain's deeds, please help us!"

"A Ding, look at those disciples who died tragically. It is better to save a life than to build a seventh-level Buddha. Do you really have the heart to watch us being torn apart by mutant beasts?"

…

Among the dozen or so people who were kneeling and crying bitterly, Song Dingding saw the three sword cultivators who were the most powerful in the crowd when she was forced to drink strong alcohol.

The three of them were sword cultivators from Fujiang Pavilion, and they were quite famous. If they hadn't been defeated by Li Hua many years ago, the title of No. 1 Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou would have fallen on one of them.

Jianxiu was the most arrogant and arrogant, but the three of them were greedy for life and fear of death, so they disregarded their dignity and knelt down in public to beg for mercy.

He simply lost the face of Sanlu Jiuzhou Jianxiu.

"A Ding, why are you here?"

Li Hua's clear and smooth voice recalled her thoughts, and she couldn't help snorting as she looked at the people who were crying and howling.

When life and death were at stake, everyone regarded her as a savior, but no one asked her why she appeared here like Li Hua.

After all, they are full of eyes only their own life and death.

"Someone forged my fingerprints, signed me up for the competition, and signed my life and death contract."

Song Dingding slowly raised his eyes, and Wei Han's eyes passed over everyone: "Let me guess, who did it..."

Almost at the moment when her voice fell, Simmons, who was at her feet, froze, his back slightly tense.

When she signed up for A Ding, she didn't even know that it was a beast fighting competition. She thought it was just a small game before the wedding.

She thought that A Ding drank 30 glasses of spirits, and it was impossible for him to have nothing at all. If he signed up for A Ding to participate in the game, then A Ding would definitely make a fool of himself during the game.

She was just jealous of A Ding and wanted to make A Ding make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so she would use the printed paper to clean up the sword pattern to extract the fingerprints left by A Ding on the goblet, and use the fingerprints and forged signatures to report it. name.

As for the life and death deed signed by that generation, she signed her name completely without knowing it, and she is also an innocent victim!

Simmons clenched the long sword in her left hand tremblingly. She wanted to bury the truth. No one knew about it anyway.

"Brother A Ding, now is not the time to find someone to settle accounts, we are grasshoppers on the line now, why don't we think of a way to escape first..."

A sudden slap interrupted her unfinished words, and Simmons raised her head in a daze, looking at Song Dingding in astonishment.

She covered her slightly stinging cheek, her pupils suddenly tightened: "You hit me?"

Song Dingding grabbed Simmons's bun and yanked it down sharply. In her miserable howl, he put mercy on her neck: "What are you? Why do you sign up for the Beast Fighting Tournament for me? "

Mercy was in the shape of a crescent sickle, and the double-edged blades close to the blood vessels let out bursts of neighs, as if madly eager to cut her throat, stained with fresh and sticky blood.

As long as Song Dingding exerted a little more force, the slightly hooked sword tip would penetrate her blood vessels. She looked at Song Dingding in horror: "No, it's not me..."

"My name was signed by a left-handed person." Song Dingding narrowed his eyes and looked down at the long sword clenched in her left hand: "Among these people, only you are left-handed."

The left-handed and normal people write at a slightly different angle. On the registration ticket that the knight showed her just now, the handwriting was smooth and smooth, but the angle at which the two words were written was slightly inclined to the right.

When she was at the Rose Manor two days ago, she found that Simmons used to use his left hand to receive and deliver things, including when he reached out to appease the beast, he also directly extended his left hand.

And when she spoke just now, she swept towards the people around them, all of them holding swords in their right hands, and there was no reaction when she heard that she had been signed up instead.

Only Simmons, with his arms shaking like chaff, was so frightened that he didn't dare to lift his head, and even tried to change the subject in a hurry.

"I'm sorry." Seeing that he was exposed, Simmons couldn't help crying: "I really don't know, I thought it was just a game..."

Song Dingding really wanted to stab Simmons to death with a sword. Will two tears and a painless apology save her from the danger of life and death that she will face next?

She clenched her compassion tightly, her chest kept heaving, as if she was trying her best to suppress the overflowing killing intent.

Just when Mercy trembled slightly, the fair and slender palm rested lightly on her wrist: "A Ding, don't kill people with this short sword."

Li Hua's tone was warm and mellow, like the cracking sound of jade from the collision of raw jade, clear and clean, miraculously calming the restlessness in her heart.

After returning to his senses, Song Dingding was in a trance for a while.

She felt as if she was bewitched by some power just now, and there was a voice whispering in her ear like a demon - kill her, kill her soon. Let all of them know that no one can bully you or insult you!

If Li Hua hadn't stopped her in time, she would have been bewitched by the voice, and at the end of the day, she might have really couldn't help stabbing the dagger in it.

Song Dingding let out a breath of turbid breath slowly, and put the mercy back into his sleeve: "For the sake of Young Master Li, I will spare you once."

The voice fell, and a loud and harsh horn sounded from outside the iron railings. The stewards of the arena repeated the rules of the beast fight again. Amidst the excited shouts of the people, they pulled up the iron railings of the mutant beasts.

The sect disciples who were hiding behind the iron railings looked at the roaring mutant beasts, crying and begging for mercy.

"I admit defeat, I don't play anymore! Let me out!"

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die, I'm only in my twenties! Please forgive me!"

"Yuwei Dao-Jun, Dao-Jun... Save us, quickly find a way to save us!"

…

Daojun Yuwei, who was in the stands, heard the shrill cries coming from the tunnel, his eyes sank slightly, but he didn't even mean to lend a helping hand.

If they can defeat the mutant beasts, they can get the chance to make a wish and get the swallowing dragon **** in this secret realm.

Even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, compared to the innocent lives of thousands of people in the three continents and nine continents, what are the lives of these people?

To sacrifice oneself for righteousness is the way.

With the sound of 'bang', the iron railings were put away, and the sect disciples holding long swords were forced to walk out of the dark tunnel.

Li Hua told Song Dingding: "Don't go too far, run to me if you are in a situation."

She responded and looked towards the vast and huge arena.

The fence under the stand on the first floor was covered with fluttering red cloth. The arena steward had introduced at the beginning that the genes of these mutant beasts had the blood of black bulls.

Cows are colorblind and cannot tell the color of red cloth, but they get excited about fluttering cloth because they see it as a provocation.

In the last match, the first person the mutant beast killed was the sect disciple standing in front of the fluttering red cloth.

"Put away your tears and pick up the swords in your hands!" Song Dingding pointed at the red cloth floating on the fence and shouted sharply, "Everyone spread out and pick off the red cloth hanging on the boulder."

The arena is so huge that with the strength of just one or two people, before all the red cloths on the fence can be picked off, they may have been attacked to death by mutant beasts.

In this critical moment, everyone must unite to be able to win the silver lining.

The steward in the stands immediately recounted the battle situation: "Everyone, look! This short and thin warrior has issued his orders, so will the other warriors who are crying follow his orders?"

The boos from the crowd were full of ridicule and disdain.

They advocate power, and how can this boy who looks like malnourished become the leader of the crowd?

However, it is surprising that those who were crying with snot and tears, after hearing Song Dingding's order, they wiped away their tears and threw them on the red cloth on the fence .

At this moment, she is their **** and their only hope of survival.

"The red cloth you picked is tied around your waist or your arms, and you spread it out. If someone is being stared at by mutant beasts, don't move or run. Others shout and wave the red cloth in their hands to distract the mutant beasts. "

Song Dingding gave orders in an orderly manner. The mutant beasts are of black bull, black bear, lion, and mutant blood. Black bulls are excited by the fluttering red cloth, bears have poor eyesight, and lions are more sensitive to sounds when hunting.

If everyone unites a bit, the casualty rate can be greatly reduced, and as much time as possible can be bought for her to find a way to break through and escape from the mouth of the mutant beast.

According to her order, everyone was distributed in the wide arena at intervals. They did not take the initiative to provoke the mutant beasts, but only steadfastly clinging to the long sword and guarding their positions.

Song Dingding picked out a piece of red cloth and tied it around his arm, but when he turned around, it almost hit Song Zhizhi's forehead.

She took two steps back: "Why are you following me?"

"I'm afraid." Song Zhizhi held the long sword, her arms trembled uncontrollably, and said tearfully, "My mother is still waiting for me to become the richest man in Jiuzhou and go back to pick her up."

Song Dingding sighed.

Song Zhizhi didn't have any bad intentions, but she was greedy for money. No, in order to win a chance to make a wish, she had to risk her life.

"You follow Young Master Li, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Dingding saw the three Fujiang Pavilion Jianxiu who were not far behind Li Hua who were not far away.

She frowned and was about to say something, but when Li Hua was picking up the red cloth on the fence, he accidentally scratched the long sword on the boulder, making a loud '呲呲' sound.

This sound made the mutant beasts who had just calmed down become irritable, and the two mutant beasts raised their paws and rushed towards Li Hua's direction with lightning speed.

The three Jianxiu who originally wanted to take refuge behind Li Hua, when they saw the mutant beasts attacked, their faces turned pale with fright. They completely forgot Song Dingding's advice and ran away.

And Li Hua didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he just ran behind the three swords, making a little noise from time to time to continue to attract the attention of the mutant beasts.

There was chaos on their side, and the others were also disrupted, and they all fled around in horror.

The entire arena was a mess, and the two mutant beasts were motivated by screams and fear, and they chased Li Hua and the three swordsmen with all their energy. But in an instant, they caught up with the four of them.

The three swordsmen were so tired that they couldn't run anymore, so they could only begged, "Young Master Li, hurry up and use your swords!"

Li Hua shook his head: "I don't know much spiritual power in the sea, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the Jade Que Sword."

When the three heard it, their faces were full of despair.

They also have no spiritual power, so what can we do?

Could it be that he was torn to shreds by mutant beasts, like those corpses that were cleaned up, and died here in vain?

No, they are not reconciled!

Seeing the mutant beasts approaching step by step, the three of them looked at each other and signaled to each other with their eyes.

People who practice martial arts are the most taboo to face others with their vulnerable backs. Li Hua takes it lightly, so it is no wonder that they are cruel.

Anyway, Li Hua has no spiritual power, so it is useless to keep the Jade Que Sword in motion.

Thinking like this, the three of them pulled out their swords towards Li Hua's back, trying to provoke Li Hua and throw it at the mutant beast to delay the time.

"Be careful—" Following Song Dingding's roar, Li Hua's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he chuckled like a self-deprecating laugh.

Sure enough, the three of them were just like what Daojun Wuzang said, their evil was not because of the secret realm of Tianmen, they were the incarnation of evil.

It's just a well-known and upright sect, the reputation of a gentleman, and the gentle and jade-like appearance has become the perfect disguise for their despicable, sinister, human-faced and beast-like hearts.

Therefore, he just wanted to instruct such a shameless villain in swordsmanship, missed the time to go home, and let Li Zhi suffer the pain of slaughtering and dismembering his body.

How can he be Li Zhi's brother?

He deserves to die, he deserves to be a thousand times more painful than Li Zhi's death.

Li Hua kept him motionless, letting the three long swords attack him behind him. At the moment when the blade pierced into the back of the heart, a double-edged dagger with a stern force to break the wind, swirled and flew away the three long swords behind Li Hua.

The falling mercy cut off the purse on one of Jianxiu's waists, only hearing a 'ding' behind him, Li Hua's body froze, and turned to look at the small wooden bell that fell on the ground.

On the bell is a crooked engraving of the word "Tian". This is a small bell carved out of wood knots by Li Zhi when he was five years old.

She made two bells. She heard that a woman's blood can prevent disasters, so she smeared a little blood on the bell, wrote his name, kept one for herself, and gave him the other.

But she is not very literate, so the word "painting" on the bell was carved into the word "tian" by her.

After Li Zhi died, he searched the whole yard, but couldn't find the little bell that belonged to her.

Why does Li Zhi's bell appear in their purse?

Li Hua picked up the mercy on the ground, went in from his temples, came out from behind his ears, and stabbed one of them in the head with a sword.

Bai Huahua's brains splashed out the moment the blade was pulled away. But he didn't care, he threw the corpse at the mutant beast, and used the time delay to put mercy on the neck of the man who dropped the bell.

"Why is my sister's bell in your hand?"

The man's lips were pale, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even utter a word due to Li Hua's murderous actions.

Li Hua lost his patience, raised his knife, chopped off one of his fingers, and continued to repeat, "Why is the bell in your hand? My sister's death, what does it have to do with you?" relation?"

Seeing that Li Hua was about to start again, he shook his head with tears on his face: "No, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Wuzang Daojun, it was Wuzang Daojun who killed your sister..."