Chapter 1668 Send It to the Boss's Bedroom!

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"cheers!"

In the most central position of the temporary camp belonging to the Purgatory Demon Realm, there is the palace of the most noble son of the Satanic Demon God, His Highness Mo Yan, and bursts of lively noises can be heard.

Here, you can see rare scenes in the hell world.

The huge and burly ogre and the harpy mingled with each other, eating meat and drinking wine.

You can also see succubi and barbarian warriors competing in brute strength, and the loser has to drink a barrel of strong wine. There are even goblins, a lowly race from hell, walking through it, hanging side by side with the lava hellhounds, calling them brothers.

Of course, there are also "noble" race purgatory demons, or dark elves with eyes higher than the top.

But here, the purgatory demons and dark elves only have the same status as other races. They drink together and eat meat together. There is no distinction between high and low.

Yes, this is Wang Yan's slave cannon fodder army.

In the legion, regardless of race or origin, the only thing that can make one stand out is strength and courage.

It was obvious that Wang Yan's "miscellaneous" army was celebrating their victory in the first round of the Purgatory Conference. This gave the much-criticized slave legion a feeling of pride and morale.

Although they didn't take any action, His Highness Demon Flame penetrated the opponent alone.

"Chi, Chi Huo, come on, come on, don't run away. Drink, drink." The ogre Ablon Giant Hammer carried a jar of strong liquor all over the world to fight with Chi Huo.

The kid Chi Huo couldn't bear it anymore and huddled behind Wang Yan. He said with fear and trembling: "Boss, boss, can you take care of that big guy? I really want to drink, and I can't drink anymore."

The Crimson Demon Clan's physique is indeed very strong, but in terms of food and alcohol consumption, it is still slightly inferior to the fatter and stronger Ogre Clan.

What's more, that ogre boy Abron Hammer is so talented that he can drink and kill ten red beauties without any problem.

"Who told you, kid, to mess with Ablon when you have nothing to do?" Wang Yan kicked him away angrily, "You can't fight, can't you even drink?

Lord Chihuo's face was as good as the city wall. He immediately smiled shyly, hugged Wang Yan's thigh, flattered him and said: "Boss, at least Chihuo is your most loyal hellhound. Please let me I will bite whoever I bite.”

In fact, this boy's strength is not weak now, he has reached the peak of the legendary level, and is much stronger than the other three sons of the Red Lian Demon King. Following Wang Yan, the path to becoming a demigod and demon king in the future is a sure thing.

But this kid likes to be cute and shameless in front of Wang Yan, as if this is his way of survival.

"Go away, don't disturb me drinking with His Highness Mo Yan." Princess Chiju kicked her brother away fiercely, then wrapped her eyes around Wang Yan like silk, and whispered softly, "Your Highness, congratulations on winning the first battle. Victory, I’ll do it first as a token of respect.”

Princess Chiju drank the wine in one gulp, and almost fell on Wang Yan due to the strength of the wine. Her heart was full of expectations. If His Highness Moyan was happy to favor her today, that would be so happy.

As the wife of His Highness Demon Flame and the future wife of His Majesty the Demon God, she has to set an example.

"Drink, drink, don't move your hands or feet." Wang Yan moved back to avoid Chi Lu's harassment. A group of people from the earth are watching. If he really does something bad in hell, the news will soon spread throughout the earth's super circle.

"Woo~" Princess Chiju was a little sad. As His Highness's first wife, she and His Highness were not married. If this spread, it would really undermine His Majesty's majesty.

It's all the fault of that female slave from Earth. If she hadn't been pestering His Highness all day long, how would His Highness be like this?

Princess Chisao rolled her eyes at Lydia angrily.

This made Lidya feel very angry. How could she offend Chijuan?

Zhang Weidao, who was in this room, couldn't stand it. He drank a few sips of wine, hooked up with Wang Yan and said, "Brother, I think Miss Chisao is really infatuated with you. Why don't you take her in?" chant."

Wang Yan is sweating, do you think I am wandering to heaven like you? If he really wanted to cause some big waves in hell, who knows if Sister An Ge and Sister Nan Lian would join forces to cut him off?

Moreover, Chijue likes His Highness Lord Demon Flame, and he is not the real Earthling Wang Yan.

"Tch~hypocrisy." Indira, the goddess of Shiva, took a red gourd from nowhere and cast a look of disdain on Wang Yan while drinking. "He is obviously a stinky hooligan, but he pretends to be pretentious all day long. Even Shentu Tianlu Not as good as that.”

Shentu Tianlu, who was regarded as the comparison target, turned dark. Thank you for your compliment. Your Highness, Goddess Shiva, if you want to bury Lao Wang, just bury him. Why do you insist on blaming me?

However, Shentu Tianlu only dared to think about this in his heart. Although he was extremely talented, he could not defeat the goddess Shiva who had the Eye of Destruction.

Depressed, Shentu Tianlu had no choice but to run to the harpies for a drink. Soon, there was cheering and chatting on the other side. The harpies in hell were still very relaxed. of.

After drinking too much, Shentu Tianlu began to release himself and became unrestrained. Dozens of metal tentacles danced wildly in the sky, sometimes big and small, soft and hard, causing the harpies to scream "shyly" Constantly, bad words like "Brother Shentu, you are good, bad, bad, bad, etc." are everywhere.

"Hell is a good place~ If this is depravity, I would like to perish forever." Shentu Tianlu was drinking and singing, surrounded by a group of harpies and succubi, and was extremely high. A life like this wouldn't change even for an emperor.

"What a disgrace." Goddess Shiva cast a deep contemptuous look at him, "You Chinese young people are becoming more and more impetuous. Even the Tianshi Dao is not immune to this."

After a pause, she looked at Wu Bujie, who had not drunk, and said with a slightly relieved expression: "In this world today, only the ascetic monks of the Prajna Temple in China can abide by their original intentions."

"Amitabha, how can the donor Shentu speak so nonsense?" Wu Bujie couldn't stand it anymore, and solemnly chanted the Buddha's name, stepped forward and rebuked, "It is our duty to subdue demons and defend the Dao. I have already made a great vow that I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. Let go of those female demons, let me come~~ to ferry them~ Wahaha, wow haha, don't do this~~~"

A series of laughter shocked even Wang Yan.

Everyone looked at Goddess Shiva in unison. You just said that only the ascetic monks of Prajna Temple can abide by their original intentions. They have adhered to the original intention of the Five No Precepts quite well.

Goddess Shiva's pretty face flushed, and she said angrily: "Why are you all looking at me? The young people of China are so impetuous and decadent, and it's all the Son of Fire who has set a good example." Under the mixture of shame and anger, the eye of destruction hidden on her forehead actually showed some signs of opening.

Uh...

Wang Yan looked helpless. Everyone had grievances, so don't put everything on him, Wang Yan. Besides, we are all young people, so it's better to be lively and individual.

Don't think that the older generation seems to be very serious now, but who knows how they spent their time when they were young?

"Indira, although you are the goddess of the earth." Lydia was a little embarrassed and annoyed, "but you have no right to slander the Son of Flame at will. He has brought endless idol effects to the young generation of superpowers on earth."

"Hehe..." Goddess Shiva took a big sip of wine and looked at Lydia and said, "Poor silly girl, it's a pity that you have always used the Son of Flame as an idol. Don't you understand it yet?"

"What?" Lydia looked confused, "What do I understand?"

All the earthlings present looked at Wang Yan. This guy has been hiding it from Lydia until now. What a bad taste.

"Ahem!" Wang Yan was a little embarrassed and coughed twice, saying, "Don't look at me like that. Although my move was a bit excessive, everyone is a beneficiary."

"Son of Flame." A gentle but majestic voice sounded, and the speaker was the desert emperor with a majestic and imperial demeanor.

At this time, he was surrounded by a group of beautiful women of different races with their own characteristics, and there was no sense of disobedience. These beauties from various tribes in hell were all slaves he bought with his own ability.

The Desert Emperor said with a full heart: "Lydia has grown a lot. Now her strength is more than one level stronger than her grandfather Emmons. Why not tell her the truth."

The Desert Emperor, who was upgraded with the crystal core of the Hot Sand Overlord, has reached the strength of a demigod. He speaks with full momentum and has the style of an emperor.

Son of Fire?

Lydia's face turned pale, and she looked at Wang Yan with some disbelief. Is it possible...

No, no, no, this, this is impossible.

How could this evil, domineering, and unreasonable demon king be the gentle, handsome and amiable Son of Fire?

"Ahem~"

Wang Yan glared at the Desert Emperor unhappily. The old guy put on an unfathomable look. Did he forget the miserable situation when he first entered hell?

It's not that Wang Yan is unwilling to reveal his identity to Lydia, but he has always been so used to bullying her with the identity of the Demon Flame Lord. Over time, it has become increasingly difficult for him to reveal his identity.

This matter has been dragged on and on until now.

"Lydia." Taking advantage of the cheerful atmosphere today, everyone drank a lot of wine, and their identities have been revealed, Wang Yan decided to settle this matter. He bit the bullet and laughed dryly, saying, "This matter is indeed my fault. I didn't reveal my identity to you at the beginning because I wanted to hone your strength."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it." Lydia's face was pale and she shook her head repeatedly, "Stinky demon, bad guy, you, you must be making up stories again and deliberately deceiving me."

It is undeniable that Lydia in the Earth era worshipped Wang Yan as an idol. It looks like a love between men and women, but in fact it is just one-sided admiration.

On the contrary, the identity of the Demon Flame Lord is more like Lydia's domineering president. Unconsciously, although Lydia still worships the Son of Fire, she also likes the Demon Flame Lord a little.

Now that the two identities have merged into one, she feels that her dream is collapsing and she cannot accept it.

She raised her hand and an invisible wind appeared. In the blink of an eye, the wind took her far away. The magic was cast smoothly and naturally, and the wind spells could be cast with the flavor of space spells. Since it is impossible to accept it for a while, the only way is to run as far as possible.

"Uh... forget it." Wang Yan wanted to chase, but touched his nose helplessly. In the current situation, it is better to give her more time to recover.

Speaking of which, Wang Yan's original intention was good.

But in the end, he was addicted to the game intentionally or unintentionally, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Huh, son of a playboy." Goddess Shiva naturally cast a deep contempt on Wang Yan again, "You have made another girl sad."

"Your Highness, what's so good about that little human girl?" Princess Chiju, who was unwilling to give up, approached her with a sweet smile, "She looks so cute all day long, it's annoying to look at. If you like to have a harem, The slave family will help you check it personally. "Of course, it is a check, and the position of the principal wife of His Highness Moyan must be firmly grasped.

"Boss, I'm not criticizing you." Lord Chihuo, who had been kicked away, quietly touched him back at some point. He became even more drunk. He patted his chest and drank wine and said, "As a wise and unparalleled boss, , what do you have to worry about? Whichever one you like, just take it into the harem. My Chisao sister will definitely help you manage the harem. "

"Chihuo, get away from me." Finally got a chance to get close to His Highness Moyan, but Chihuo came to interfere again, and Princess Chihuo kicked him away in anger, "We don't need you to deal with the matters of our Moyan family. Take care.”

Lord Chihuo, who was kicked, didn't take it seriously at all, and continued to say drunkenly: "If you ask me, the whole hell is the future territory of the boss. If the boss doesn't have a harem of tens of thousands, wouldn't it look very shabby? So? I think the princess of the Dark Demon God is called Princess Ange, and she was snatched back to be the boss’s wife, Mrs. Yazhai.”

The people around him took a breath of air, and they all had the urge to keep a distance from Lord Crimson Confusion.

Do you dare to say such bold words? Chihuo boy, are you desperate for your life? The Dark Demon God Mammon loves his Princess Darksong so much. If these words fall into his ears, Satan himself will not be able to protect him.

Looking at the silence around him, the Chihuo boy became even more smug. After drinking a few drinks, he continued to brag: "Actually speaking, the dark saint from the Fallen Demon Realm has a good temperament. Boss, you just need to give the order, brothers. Go to the fallen camp and fight in and out to help you get her."

Fighting in and out?

Chiluo, you are too boastful.

Even Zhang Weidao couldn't stand it. Just when he was about to say a few words of ridicule, his expression suddenly stiffened and he stared at the door of the hall inexplicable horror, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Zhang Weidao, you brat, who are you showing this expression to?" Chi Huo roared, "Is it possible that the dark saint still dares to break into the camp of our purgatory demon clan? Ho ho ho, if If only she had the courage to break in, I, Chihuo, would take her down on the spot and send her to the boss’s palace!”

"boom!"

As soon as Chi Huo finished speaking, he flew out.

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