Is the young master of the demon race skinned again today 35
The final dispute was resolved by a girl, who seemed to be named Taozi.
Taozi yelled with her hips: "Isn't it worthy of being beaten? What's the matter? It made the young master take a nap. The young master said that he was not allowed to play mahjong today and set up a ring to compete. The young master who won was rewarded, while the young master who lost was rewarded.
The Lord hammered it with his own hands and threw it out and ate it for the gods!"
Now the stronghold is boiling! Don’t talk about the loss, what about winning? If you win, the young master will give you a reward. The young master will always make the rich demons jealous. Win, you will definitely win.
Want to win!
So the demons began to set up the stage to compete lively.
The young master of the gods' tribe's face turned a little dark. When will these demons start a war with them? When will they delay time?
"Young master, what tricks are these demons playing? What conspiracy are brewing?" a god general couldn't help but ask.
"Look at it! I don't believe they can't show their fox tail!" The young master of the gods was the young master after all, and he was even more calm. Although he was a little impatient, he was still calm and calm on his face. He told all the gods not to be careless.
Be vigilant, keep watching the movements of the demons.
Then, this stare for three days and three nights. Although the bodies of the gods and demons are stronger than those of humans, they cannot withstand such long-term high-intensity mental tension. After three days and three nights, the gods and tribes will not be able to withstand such long-term high-intensity mental tension.
Their eyes were red and exhausted.
And what about the demons? They are energetic and are still playing mahjong, eating, drinking and having fun.
Wu Lu was still humble and walked to the edge of the barrier with the roast chicken and asked the young master of the gods: "Do you want one? We just roasted it. But we can't give it to you for free. What do you want to exchange for it?"
"Get out!" The young master of the gods who had always been well cultivated finally burst out. His calm and calm face finally cracked at this moment. He looked in the direction of the largest tent and shouted angrily, "It's as timid as a mouse."
Demons, do you just stay in there and dare not come out? Do you dare to come out to fight?"
"As timid as a mouse! Despicable and shameless!"
"It's timid, despicable and shameless!"
...
In an instant, the gods raised their weapons in their hands and roared loudly, their voices shook the sky.
The demons were so angry that their faces flushed, and they couldn't help but want to rush out.
The corners of the young master of the god clan curled his mouth slightly, and it seemed that the demon clan could not hold back the stimulation. The demon clan was still a creature that could not withstand the stimulation, and was just a group of waste in his heart.
"Why, if you don't fight, do you dare not?" Suddenly, a lazy but pleasant voice came out, but her voice alone suppressed the voices of all the gods.
The face of the young master of the god clan changed slightly.
This sound came from the largest tent, the young master of the demon clan.
The gods calmed down at this moment, and the young master of the gods stood up straight, his eyes as if he was torched, looking in the direction of the tent.
Then, a girl in a black battle robe slowly walked out of the tent. Her long hair, like ink, was tied high with a white jade hairpin, and her beautiful and delicate face was filled with a casual sarcasm.
She just walked out slowly step by step, but put all the demon gods in great pressure.
Wherever she went, the demons subconsciously made way and bent down to salute.
"The thinking of your gods is indeed strange." Tian Miao stood at the edge of the barrier, chuckled, and couldn't speak sarcastic in his tone, "Who told you that our demons are afraid of you?"
The war is finally about to start! The young master of the gods frowned slightly, clenched the spear in his hand, and prepared to face the battle.
Tian Miao tilted his head slightly, his sarcastic smile on his face widened, and suddenly his tone changed and he said, "If you have the ability, come in and hit me."
The demon lords hiding behind suddenly shook, as if they were back to the days of the young master when he was a child. Every day, he asked tremblingly, was the young master sad again today?