Anthony smiled and said: "Meishen Fist only hits enemies and our own people. Are you the enemy? Or one of our own people?"
"I am one of my own people. I am a disciple of Lord Demon King, and I am one of my own people." She said with her pink skirt and patted her chest.
Anthony ignored the dazzling white eyes. The succubus was born with charm and displayed charm in every move. Sometimes it was not intentional, but instinctive.
"Haha, you are already very charming, you don't need the Beauty Fist." Anthony avoided the term 'one of his own', the subtext being that he didn't think she was one of his own.
But the succubus's brain circuit obviously didn't work like this, and she said resentfully: "You lie to people, you are really charming, you won't even look at them."
Anthony said calmly: "I am too old and I am too weak to get up."
The pink skirt breathed a sigh of relief: "So you're worried about this. Don't worry, I have the blood-eating potion, the madness potion, and the petrified sponge technique..."
Anthony said without changing his expression: "I don't like females."
The pink skirt felt even more relieved: "So that's the reason. It's okay. I can transform."
"I am still an ascetic monk, patient and patient, unable to communicate." Anthony said.
The pink skirt patted her waist and hips: "Great, ascetic monks are better, and their thoughts must be strong. I solemnly introduce to you the power of our succubi's divine friendship. As long as the degree of compatibility is improved, there is no need to communicate, only the entanglement of thoughts is required.
You can give birth to a child even if you are a skeleton, please let me give birth to a child for you."
"No, my faith belongs to my Lord, and I can't agree with you, so give up." Anthony responded skillfully and skillfully.
The pink skirt was so angry: "You are not a man!"
Anthony said calmly: "How do you know, I am not a human being."
The pink skirt was defeated and ran out angrily.
Anthony turned around and saw Angnegris, the lightning cherub, the zombies and the devil all huddled in a pile behind him, stretching their necks with a gossipy expression on their face.
Anthony didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and others just ignored him: "Sir, why are you like this?"
Ange tilted his head: "Curious, do you want to 'ride a dragon'?"
"Pfft -" Nigris got angry and couldn't help shouting: "'Ride a dragon' is not a word! Ahhhhh, damn, they led Ange astray. That year they said I was going to ride a dragon,
Then he thought riding a dragon was a word, and it must have been taught by Luther, so he went back and confiscated all his beets."
Anthony immediately understood what 'riding a dragon' meant, and shook his head with a smile: "No, the road to the other side is lonely, and a partner will only affect the speed of my vegetable planting."
Ange might not be able to understand other things, but when it came to growing vegetables, he immediately understood it and nodded in confusion.
The girl in the pink skirt who left the room poked her head in again and said angrily: "You'd better disguise yourself, there are all demons outside."
Ange took out the scarecrow hat and put it on his head, and his appearance immediately changed, turning into another human being. Ange twisted the hat again, transforming into an eagle, and then into a high-level demon, similar to the horror.
The main black smoke ring is very similar, obviously Ange transformed it according to the appearance of the black smoke ring.
Anthony took out a thick cloak and put it on his body. He also took out a bottle of demon blood and sprayed it on the cloak and other places under his armpits. A strong smell of demons immediately emitted.
Nigris smelled a familiar scent and was surprised: "The blood in the black smoke ring? Did you chop it off?"
"How could it be? I bought it. After Black Smoke Ring gave up its fertile fields, adults stopped paying attention to it, so it lost most of the team's benefits. It was as poor as a ghost and had to sell its blood. Duroken
Alchemy requires demon blood, so I often buy some, and I borrowed it from Lao Du." Anthony said.
"What can I borrow if you don't intend to pay it back? It's obviously a robbery." Nigris gloated.
Of course, it is the black smoke ring that makes me happy. Back then, it resisted the task of fertilizing the fields. Now it is getting retribution. It has no part in the team benefits.
The little zombie also put on a cloak and sprayed demon blood, but the little angel refused to spray demon blood and only wore a cloak. The little fat dragon wore a cloak and was useless, so he had to use the old method - a pet collar.
The little devil himself has demonic characteristics, he just needs to control his aura.
With the disguise almost complete, the group of people left the house and came to the street.
The girl in the pink skirt was already waiting outside the house. She knew her status very well and didn't dare to act petty. Even her anger just now might have been a pretense, an excuse to avoid him, and it was the same concept as urinary escape.
After everyone came out, Pink Skirt introduced: "This is the city farthest from the Royal City, Devil's Corner City. There is a large information chamber here. If you want to know who has suddenly become beautiful recently, come here
The reward here is the fastest."
At this point, the pink skirt suddenly saw Ange arching his body, looking into the distance with a posture of being ready to go.
The brass dragon next to him hugged him unexpectedly and quickly persuaded him: "It's not Turus, it's not Turus, it's just an ordinary lava demon. Don't react so bigly. I knew you would be like this. I told you hundreds of times
This time, Tulus was beaten to death by you."
Following Ange's gaze, he saw a lava demon setting up a stall. He was sitting slumped on the edge of the stall, closing his eyes and concentrating. In front of the stall was a thin human slave girl, who might have discovered something.
The 'Devil' looked in her direction and stood up in a hurry to salute.
Both sides of the city are littered with random and unplanned stalls, almost all of the same pattern. A demonic uncle is sitting there, and the stalls are taken care of by one or several human or elf slaves, busy in front of them.
Anthony frowned and said, "The status of the slaves here is a bit low."
Anthony has seen a lot of slaves, from all races. He doesn't have any special feelings for humans just because he was once a human, but he is still a little surprised to see intelligent creatures being treated like this.
Already.
Perhaps hearing the dissatisfaction in his tone, Pink Skirt quickly argued: "No, no, it's just that the slaves in the Bloody Abyss have a low status. In our Pink Abyss, the slaves live a good life. They have moss cakes to eat every day.
, and even add meat during the festival.”
As she spoke, the hand in the pink skirt was put behind her back, and she silently snapped her fingers, and a small flame flashed between her fingers, obviously wanting to implement the matter of "I'm having a great time" on the spot.
.
At this moment, there was a sound of neat footsteps, and a group of demon soldiers who had obviously been trained led several large prison vehicles and drove over, arresting everyone they met.
The human elves in front of the stalls were packed into the prison cars one after another, and the slumped demon uncles hurriedly got up and asked what was going on.
The answers of the demon soldiers were all: "Your slaves have been requisitioned."
The demon soldiers came to Ange and others, and first put the thin human who was saluting them into the prison car. His eyes swept over Ange and his group. He wanted to continue forward, but one of the soldiers' eyes fell on Naige.
On Rhys.
"Huh? There is a pet lizard here? Do you want to requisition the lizard?" the demon soldier asked.
"Can you talk? Those who are wise will be conquered. Hey, yellow lizard, can you talk?" Another demon soldier asked.
Nigris' eyes widened in confusion and he screamed a few times.
"Looks like he's an idiot, no more, let's go..." The demon soldier who was about to leave fell on the little angel wearing a cloak and sniffed: "Hey, there is a human here? There is no demonic smell, yes
Human beings, your slaves have been requisitioned."