My life can't be a harem game!

If it were a normal human being, this kind of injury would cause the person to be sent to the hospital immediately and stay in the hospital for half a year to recover.

But I can't do that.

The second match was to start in three days, and he didn't have that much time left. Besides, his body's strong healing ability was enough to allow him to recover...

"Just say whatever you want to say."

Lu Fengxian asked with his eyes narrowed.

The short-haired ghost smiled and approached Lv Fengxian boldly. A pair of brown breasts were less than ten centimeters away from his nose. He could even smell the faint smell of sweat mixed with a strange fragrance on her body when he breathed in...

"Although we are not good at other things in the ghost tribe, we are quite confident in emergency rescue. I have a lot of special medicinal wines in my 'home', and the food and accommodation are different from here."

She wore light brown glasses and was almost half a meter taller than Lu Fengxian. When she faced Lu Fengxian, her eyes were as hungry as a hungry wolf.

"Food, lodging, medicinal wine..."

Lu Fengxian was not a fool, so of course he could understand what she meant by this.

I want to have sex at night!

It's really not strange. The ecological environment among the sub-humans is completely different from that of normal humans. There are more women than men, and the offspring born by women will completely follow the mother's race. The strength of men only determines the strength of their offspring.

That's why they're holding this weird competition for the strongest man, and that's why they're suddenly showing kindness to weak humans at this time...

It is definitely much easier to make a date with men than men of other races. After all, there are more men than women in the human world. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. Most strong men of other sub-human races will conserve their energy to deal with it, but humans may squander their energy.

However, there is a high possibility of being rejected. After all, most strong people are not fools. It is also possible that...

"Sure. I can't walk right now. Can you help me walk?"

Lu Fengxian's polite words made her very happy. After hearing this, she bent down and picked him up horizontally as if she was holding a princess.

"No need to bother, I can just hold you!"

The enormous power of the ghost tribe made it not difficult for her to pick up Lu Fengxian. She walked very quickly and disappeared from the sight of other colleagues in the venue in an instant.

"What the hell is going on?"

Everyone who saw it had questions in their minds, but the first person to say this was the demon princess Omier who had been lying next to Medusa.

168. The Apology of Fengxian

It was really an eye-popping scene. A winner was approached by a stranger for a sex partner right after the game and asked for a fight... ahem, in short, it was very shameless in every sense and quite enviable in every sense.

There has never been such an example before. The strongest males usually choose to restrain their desires in order to face the challenge in the most perfect state during the period of contempt. This is really the first time I have seen a male being abducted so actively and easily.

"Is that the important person you mentioned?"

"Yes, although there is some difference in age, he is definitely my master."

"Your master is really despicable."

His body was wrapped in a black tight leather jacket and he wore a smiley mask on his face. As one of the two human contestants in this competition, the Archangel never greeted Lu Fengxian from beginning to end. Even when he was assigned to the ring, he deliberately chose the farthest ring to fight, as if he was afraid that the other party would discover his existence.

The first person who was puzzled was Omier. She knew that the purpose of the Archangel's participation in the competition was to help that despicable human man. Now that she had the chance to meet him, she didn't go to meet him. Moreover, even when she saw with her naked eyes the despicable scene of that guy being carried away by a ghost protector, she didn't show any sign of being shaken...

Teacher?

Omi pursed her lips, but the confusion in her heart could not be dispelled. In the concept of the ghost clan, the so-called teacher is a goal to be surpassed and defeated. One should be on guard and vigilant all the time...

"Do you owe him something?"

Sitting on the throne, Omier thought more and more confused. Rather than believing in the pure love between teachers and students, she felt that the archangel owed the other party something.

"One life, all self-respect, and the value and meaning of continuing to live."

Hearing Omi's question suddenly, the archangel was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and answered her doubts without any hesitation, his tone was so firm.

I owe him so much. If it weren't for him, I would have died of bored domestic violence long ago. I would never have had the chance to meet those experimenters who came later, let alone have so many friends, and I would not have the power as strong as I do now.

I sincerely thank him and respect him. It's not the kind of respect I give to a benefactor. To me, he is God, the only true God in this world full of false gods.

When I was suffering, neither Jesus in the West nor Buddha in the East would come to save me. I prayed sincerely countless times that I would be saved, but all I got was painful struggle again and again.

No longer believe in God, no longer believe in this world, the only thing I believe in is my own breathing, my own pulse, and that I am still alive...

There is no heaven or hell after death. After death, people will neither ascend to paradise nor enter the Avici Hell.

Once you die, you are dead. When you die, everything is gone. Only a cold corpse is left, nothing else.

That's why I was so afraid of death at that time, because when no one was by my side, nothing could be left behind. I would be like a wisp of air, which would disappear when it disappeared, and no one would care about my existence.

Afraid, terrified, don't want to die without leaving anything in the world...

The one who came at that time was the true God. He gave me the chance to continue living, silently told me what I would look like ten years later, and told me how to become powerful and what I could leave behind in this world.

"Isn't that all!?" Omier was shocked.

"That's right, I owe him everything, including this life." The archangel said in a firm tone. There was no trace of gloom in his eyes when he said this.

"Sure enough, his brain isn't quite right."

If you have the power, you must show it; if you have the ability, you must strive for it. Once you grow strong enough, you will rebel against your mentor. How can such a normal desire, like eating and drinking, become what it is now?

Omier felt that she was becoming more and more confused about the archangel. It should be that the archangel was strange not only in her own [sub-human] eyes, but also in the eyes of humans.

"But, thanks to you, I am becoming more and more interested in the man in red."

A smile appeared on her face, and Omier narrowed her eyes, looking in the direction where the ghost protector disappeared. It seemed that she had received news before that before her sister was injured and unconscious, a human male forcibly stopped the harpy's fierce attack for half an hour.

..........

The Ghost King City is quite large, nearly three times larger than the city where he lives in District 13. The distances between buildings are quite close. If the number of people is excluded, the number of buildings alone is probably about five times higher than the number of all the buildings in the city where he lives. Every room looks quite impressive, and the intricately carved patterns show a rough and bold beauty.

The city of racism, the city of roughness, the city of tenderness.

"Hey, little girl finally started bringing a man today?"

"Haha, don't talk like that. He is a guest."

"The guest on the bed, right? Okay, you don't need to explain. Although he's quite small, everyone has their own preferences. You should work harder tomorrow!"

No one would make any comments when I walked down the street holding myself in my arms. All words were spoken in a teasing tone, simple and sincere.

A black round tower several kilometers away from the competition venue is the home of the protector of the ghost clan. It is about fifty or sixty meters high, with dozens of windows neatly arranged on it. It can be seen that this should be a dormitory-like place arranged by the royal family of the ghost clan for their subordinates.

But even so, it was much better than that prison-like room of 50 to 60 square meters with only a bed and a chair inside. The interior decoration was completely modeled after the top apartments in the human world, with wooden floors, white walls, pure black walls outside, and transparent glass inside, with a few small flowers planted outside to create a very romantic atmosphere...

Sofas, cupboards, tables, chairs, and exercise equipment are all available, and the interior is completely white, a top-notch apartment. The only flaw is probably the lack of a TV, a must-have in modern life that serves as the finishing touch.

Just as Lu Fengxian was observing the surrounding environment intently, a proud whirring sound suddenly came from above his head. The ghost lady lowered her head and said proudly, "Hehe, beautiful, isn't it? There was nothing here at the beginning. I spent a lot of effort to get the human things."

After boasting about the origins of all the furniture, she carried Lu Fengxian up to the second floor and gently placed him on the bed, and then -

Rustling.

The suggestive sound of taking off clothes began to sound, and the clothes on her body were stripped off one by one. Lu Fengxian also began to slowly accumulate his strength.

My virginity is gone, but I don't want to take on the responsibility of a baby now. It seems that there is no such thing as contraception here among the Asians. It's completely a full-on physical, full-on impact!

If you don't want a little ghost to jump and call you "daddy" in a few years, you must resist now. It's okay for you to be a father, but it was just a one-night stand, and the opponent was not human, and it was your first time!

As soon as you touch a place you shouldn't touch, you'll be attacked immediately!

Lu Fengxian had made up his mind that the reason he didn't come here to be treated by the ghost was to conceal his tracks.

Thinking of this, Lu Fengxian's nose twitched twice, and he smelled a very strange smell. Before he could react, his stomach felt cold, and then...

So itchy!!!

The sudden intense itching on his stomach caught Lu Fengxian off guard, and he curled up like a shrimp.

"Don't move. I'm applying medicine to you, okay?" The royal sister was quite dissatisfied with his actions. Although she was two meters and two meters tall, it was quite difficult for her to suppress this non-human and apply medicine at the same time.

Restraining himself and reluctantly stopping his struggle, Lu Fengxian gritted his teeth and asked, "What medicine is it? Why is it so itchy?"

"This is a secret formula passed down by the Ghost Clan, specially used to treat injuries caused by collisions. I've only applied a little bit of it. Hold it still!"

As she said this, she took out a piece of black medicinal mud from the side and smeared it directly on the injured part of Lu Fengxian, completely ignoring the fact that the other party's fingers were moving uncontrollably due to the strong stimulation.

It was so unexpected. I thought the ghost would definitely attack me as soon as he hugged me, but he actually helped me apply medicine like a doctor. Regardless of whether it was uncomfortable or not, such a simple action was enough to surprise and comfort me.

"Wait, there's, no, no--!"

If he was pushed by someone, he might accept it, but if he resisted when someone gently applied medicine to him, that would be too tactless. Even though he knew that his injuries would heal soon, even though he knew that the pain caused by the medicine on his body would be useless due to his body's abnormal recovery ability, Lu Fengxian did not want to refuse the other party's kindness.

Wipe, apply, pat, press...

Like a top trauma therapist, he kept helping Lu Fengxian's body, and walked down step by step...

"What the hell is your body?"

Removing her hand from the area on her hand, the royal sister ghost looked at him in amazement as a depression on her skin slowly swelled up, and a crab-like scar began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's not the power of the potion. I have used this potion many times. The guards of Ghost King City often use it to solve minor injuries during training, and it has never had such an effective effect.

Everyone in Asia knows that it takes a human being a hundred days to recover from a minor injury, and the speed of recovery from injuries like the one before him is clearly abnormal.

The fingertips brushed across Lu Fengxian's skin again. At this time, the injuries on Lu Fengxian's body had almost healed. Under the not-so-bright light, a pair of black eyes were staring at him through the mask.

"I feel like I've disrupted your plans, right?"

Sitting on Lu Fengxian's body, the ghost lady, whose IQ was not low, understood some things in just a moment, such as the fact that the man in front of her could heal himself without ointment.

"Can you listen to my explanation?" Lu Fengxian asked sincerely.

"Then you have to tell me first. Is the original plan to attack me if I mess up?" The ghost lady's expression became stiff, and now her mood began to become complicated.

"..."

Lu Fengxian remained silent, but nodded his head, not denying this statement. Lying was certainly a good solution, but lying when the other party treated him so sincerely was really a bad thing.

She took a deep breath and barely suppressed the urge to throw him out. The ghost lady went downstairs and started to take a cold shower. If she didn't do this and let this man stay at home, she really wondered if she would be angry to death.

I also have the dignity of a woman. If he doesn't have feelings for me, I shouldn't have accepted the invitation and just rejected it directly. I won't stay there and beg him to go...

Now, I'm back home with the idea of knocking myself out and using myself as an excuse to save myself...

Humans who are too selfish will never get along with demihumans.

I always hear this sentence from the older generation of ghosts, and now I can say that I have learned a lot.

With anger and the intention of asking the man to go back immediately, she went upstairs again. However, what greeted her was the man kneeling on the ground with his whole body prostrated, without any dignity at all. In order to express his apology, Lu Fengxian used the most undignified kneeling posture.

"I'm sorry, please, let me explain."

These were the words he said while he was kneeling on the ground, which stopped the demon lady who was about to get him out. She had no interest in his so-called "explanation" and did not stop him, allowing him to start his defense.

Maybe it's selfish, maybe it's helpless, maybe it's hard to believe, but every sentence is full of his truth.

Ten minutes later, the ghost lady who understood the whole story of why this man couldn't lose was no longer angry, but she didn't forgive the human either. She just looked at him silently...

"I know that what I did was excessive, but I really want to ask for your forgiveness. She is the only one left in this world. Only her."

This man with his head on the ground, the pillar of the family, the brother of a younger sister, still made her unable to get angry...

169. Comfort a person

It is late at night, when everything is quiet, the bustling night market, the lively streets, and the once-in-two-hundred-years strongest male competition symbolize not only the fist-to-flesh fighting in the ring, but more of other races from all directions, the strong and the weak mixed together, without any separation or status, come and experience the style of the ghost clan's bustling city.

Any intelligent race must possess economic strength, and even the sub-humans are no exception. They take advantage of their powerful race and the advantages of occupying excellent territories as cities. Both their economy and folk customs are much stronger than those of the sub-human races in remote rural areas.

Recruit strong people and successfully pass on the prosperity of your own race to them, thereby fundamentally increasing the popularity of the race.

Singing and laughing, the shouting of the bustling city...

Unlike the street just tens of meters away, the ghost girl's dormitory was eerily quiet. I don't know if it was because of the soundproof glass that was deliberately put in, but no sound from outside could be heard at all. The whole room was eerily quiet. On the opposite side, the royal sister ghost clan kept glaring at her, completely treating her as someone with bad intentions.

They had agreed to have an unforgettable night but it turned out to be like this. If she could still speak to Lu Fengxian in a nice tone, she should just stop calling them the Ghost Clan and call them the Holy Maiden Clan instead.

"To put it simply, do you want to become the strongest male champion without being noticed by anyone?" Her eyes were playful, and after carefully thinking about what the other person said, she had an urge to laugh. The human male in front of her really had no idea about the current situation in the sub-human area.

Lu Fengxian remained kneeling on the ground, but he found that the other party's gaze was full of mockery, but he was not angry at all. He nodded and said, "Yes, I did have such thoughts at the beginning, but now I have changed."

"Oh why?"

"Because the level of attention is so high, I never thought that a game would be watched by hundreds of thousands of people, and I never thought that even the people who just qualified from the first game would be..."

"It's my invitation, right? Don't hide it. A man should behave like a man. You look more shy than a human girl."