Nine Hundred and Twenty-One Ate Him

Ireland Hill Empire, Mayne.

After the devil Aresia enjoyed an exquisite dinner, His Royal Highness asked to visit Mayne.

This request is naturally reasonable, and the Alan Hill Empire has no reason to refuse. Still accompanied by Farley, the two of them just walked on the spacious and flat streets of Maine.

With the fighting power of the two of them, there is really no need to worry about safety issues. In other words, facing the Demon Lord Aresia, the ones who should be worried about safety should be the provocateurs.

The Dragon Emperor has gone south, Andrea is still by Chris' side, and the Demon Lord Aresia's single-body combat power can almost be described as invincible.

"This place is truly unforgettable and prosperous." Standing on the street, the beautiful Arecia had already changed into a costume of the Alan Hill Empire.

She was wearing a pair of jeans that looked rather casual, and a white down jacket on top. A head of fiery red hair is actually not conspicuous in the bustling city of Meyn in the Ellandhill Empire, because many people here have dyed their fiery red hair.

However, like Arecia's smooth, long hair with natural curls, it still attracted the attention of many people.

A woman who can control red is definitely a confident woman. She must have a beautiful face and an attractive figure.

Alicia obviously has all of these things. She just stood there, and many passing men turned their heads so obsessively.

"It would definitely be a pleasure to fight here." She looked at the huge electronic screen in the distance, and said to Farley beside her.

"If you do something here, the Alan Hill Empire may turn the entire Demon World into hell." Farley glanced at Arecia and warned her.

"I know, I'm just fantasizing that I can use the most charming violence to destroy this shocking prosperity." Arecia said with a smile.

She is a complete violent maniac, a woman who can only be conquered by violence. When standing here, all she imagined in her mind was a war, a war that reduced everything in front of her eyes to ashes, it must be the most spectacular war.

"You'd better not have any wrong thoughts! Because this may completely ruin what you have been looking for." Farley warned again.

Arisia smiled charmingly,

Glancing at Falaijiao, he smiled and said, "As a weak person, what you are threatening is a demon king who can kill you at any time..."

"You should also know that if you kill me here, you won't be able to go back to the Demon Realm." Falai didn't flinch at all, and said with a smile on his face: "You can try, I'm willing to use my life, Bring the entire Demon Race to be buried with him."

What he said was absolutely true. Farley thought it was a good deal to exchange his own life for Alan Hill's extermination of the demons.

"For you, this is indeed a good deal." Arisia sneered, and said charmingly: "But not for me, that's why you can stand here and provoke me with this tone. "

"Forget it! I didn't intend to fight you here at all." She smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to talk to herself: "I don't want to die here casually. Although this place is very good and I like it very much, I don't want to die. , I still want to live well.”

She stretched her body, showing a moving curve, and stretched a heart-stopping waist: "The air here is filled with a suffocating stench, and smelling this burning smell makes me like it even more." Here it is."

Farley is also used to this smell now. This is the smell of exhaust gas emitted by the factory, and many elves don't like the smell.

Although many elves are helping the Ellanhill Empire to purify the air, the air quality after the second governance is of course impossible to equate with freshness and nature.

But getting used to it, Farley still frowned unhappily when he heard that someone liked this smell.

"Hahahaha!" His Majesty the Demon King laughed happily when he saw that Falai suffered a small loss in his words: "Seeing people like you frowning makes me feel happy physically and mentally."

"Mensgel Mingshi...the choice of successful men!" The advertisement played on an LCD billboard not far away ended, and a well-dressed nobleman stretched out his thumb and made a top-notch gesture.

The streets of Mayne in winter are not as cold as imagined. The constant flow of people also makes this city not feel the bleakness of winter at all.

Just as His Majesty the Demon King laughed at Falai, a man who saw Arecia's profile walked nervously behind her.

"Excuse me... May I have the honor to invite you to have dinner with me? I have a membership card for Sivir Restaurant. It's not far from my car, and I can get there in about 10 minutes." As soon as the man in gorgeous clothes opened his mouth, he said Presented his own strength to the woman: he has a car, and his financial strength is quite good.

To be able to have your own membership card at Sivir Restaurant in Maine, you need to spend at least a few thousand gold coins. Coupled with the fact that this man is wearing expensive designer clothes, the status of aristocrats is ready to be revealed.

There are two types of aristocrats in the Alan Hill Empire. One is the old aristocrats who are not very popular, and the other is the new aristocrats who are promising. Just look at the man in front of you and you can easily guess. He belonged to that promising new aristocracy.

"I'm sorry, she can't have dinner with you." Farley glanced at the person, frowned, and refused for Arisia.

"Elves, you have no privileges here! I invite this lady to have dinner with me. She can refuse, but you have no right to replace her..." The nobleman glanced at Farley and said confidently.

"Human...you may not know who you are talking to." Farley stared at the other party, persuading with the utmost patience.

The other party didn't expect the elf to be so persistent. After thinking about it for two seconds, he asked, "Could it be that this lady is your wife?"

"Pfft...hahahaha!" Arecia couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing. She was so pretty when she smiled, the aristocratic man who was looking to strike up a conversation was stunned, mistakenly thinking that he saw a goddess.

Accompanied by her laughter, her long flame-like hair trembled slightly, flicking and bouncing, it was really cute.

However, her next sentence made the human noble tremble all over, not knowing what to say: "Eat him...won't it cause any confusion?"——

Long Ling's daughter-in-law is resting on weekends, so Long Ling will make up for it. I'm too lazy recently