Chapter 1693 Big Liar

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The succubus team under Meier also performed a hot dance, exaggerating the atmosphere of the entire bonfire party to the highest level~ In the end, even Zhang Weidao, Wu Bujie and other people from the earth also joined the happy dancing team .

"Earthlings, purgatory demons, harpies, barbarians, ogres, goblins, etc.~" Above a turret, Wang Yan sat lazily, drinking highly scalding liquor, and said with a chuckle, " Although everyone’s life forms are different, in essence, they are all the same, and their hearts are full of gratitude for the wonderful life.”

"Huh, big liar." Sitting next to him was a Caucasian girl from Earth. She was wearing a gorgeous magic robe and sub-artifact-level magic jewelry, but her eyes were still a little angry.

Suddenly.

Wang Yan took out the Yata Mirror, and a mighty energy isolated the two of them, making it impossible for their eyes or mental strength to penetrate.

"Hmm~ Big liar, you, what are you going to do?" Lydia suddenly became nervous, her pretty face turned crimson, like a frightened little quail. She was uneasy. Why did the Son of Flame suddenly seal the space and block other people's perceptions?

"Why are you so nervous? I just want to talk to you." Wang Yan said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "It was not convenient to talk before. After all, the three demon gods are watching everyone all the time."

"You, what do you want to say?" Lidia shrank back slightly, her tension dissipated a lot, her eyelids were slightly closed, and she didn't know whether she was happy or disappointed.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that, uh, I'm sorry for what happened before." Wang Yan laughed twice and explained, "At that time, I saw that you were reckless and a little ignorant, so I wanted to take this opportunity to hone you. Who? I know... haha, it became increasingly difficult to tell the truth."

"Humph, you big liar." Lidya gave Wang Yan a hard look, "Do you think an apology will be useful?"

"Even if it's useless, you still have to apologize." Wang Yan touched his nose and said, "Actually, in your heart, you take the Son of Flame too seriously. He is just an ordinary person."

"Hmph, he is not only an ordinary person, but also a big liar." Lydia rubbed the Starry Tears on her chest, blushed and gritted her teeth and said, "In short, it is not as real as Demon Flame. At least, Demon Flame's Bad, a complete bad guy.”

Wang Yan held his forehead and looked helpless. Although his incarnation, Demon Flame, acted more freely and less scrupulously. But he can’t be said to be a real big devil or a bad guy, right?

It seems that during this period of time, the magic flame caused a huge psychological shadow on Lydia.

"You should have a good rest first. If you want to make me angry, just scold me a few times, even if you hit me a few times, it doesn't matter." After Wang Yan apologized sincerely again, he was ready to leave.

"etc!"

Lidya's face turned pale and she stopped him. She bit her lip tightly and hesitated for a while before saying, "Are you coming to hell mainly for your girlfriend Wu Ya'ange?"

"The original purpose was, of course, for Sister An Ge." Wang Yan answered honestly, "It's just that after making some achievements in hell, I took on many other responsibilities and pressures."

"So..." Lydia bit her lip and said, "Do you think that Princess Ange is Wuya Ange?"

"I can only say that there is a high possibility." Wang Yan thought for a while and said, "According to various information and intelligence, there is an 80-90% chance that Princess An Ge is Sister An Ge. But I dare not make a random determination. After all, before..."

When Wang Yan thought about this matter, he thought of his previous mistaken belief that the Dark Saint was Sister An Ge, which had caused some unavoidable terrible consequences. This made Wang Yan wary and he did not dare to make random and purely subjective judgments.

"Besides Wu Ya'ange, is Huangfu Nanlian also your girlfriend?" Lidya summoned up the courage and asked with a blushing face.

"Uh..." Wang Yan scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Although this question is not very good. But I admit that Sister Nanlian is also my girlfriend."

"Hmph, you're a big liar and a playboy." Lidya pouted and rolled her eyes at Wang Yan.

"Ah ha, if you like scolding, just scold as much as you like. After scolding, go to bed early." After Wang Yan laughed twice, he said a little helplessly, "It's getting late, I'm going to have a rest."

"Wait!" Lidya hurriedly stopped him, looked at Wang Yan seriously and said, "I want to be your girlfriend too."

"ah?"

Wang Yan looked at her confused, girl, are you kidding me? His current love life is already a bit overloaded. Not only are there two real girlfriends, Huangfu Nanlian and Wu Yaange, but there are also some messy things that are constantly being sorted out.

If Lidya intervenes again, Wang Yan's head will be even bigger.

Seeing him with such a splitting headache, Lidya showed a successful expression: "Merry Son, don't misunderstand me. When I said I was your girlfriend, I didn't mean to be the daughter of Merry Son Wang Yan. friend."

Wang Yan looked stunned, pointed at his nose and said, "Do you mean that I am not Wang Yan?"

"No, I want to be His Highness Mo Yan's girlfriend." Lidia said seriously, "Although Mo Yan has many shortcomings, he is more serious, more responsible, and more charming."

Wang Yan looked at her blankly, and after a long while he said helplessly: "What you said seems to make sense, but I always feel it's a little weird."

"What's wrong?" After Lidya regained her courage, she only blushed.

"I feel like I've been cheated on myself."

"Ah? Get out!"

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sunny.

Wang Yan's army spent a lot of energy to cross the river safely. Every ogre warrior who had stripped off his equipment and swam up from the river seemed to have shed a layer of skin and lay paralyzed on the ground without even wanting to move.

The ogre race is a terrifying race that doesn't even bother to take a bath. Letting them struggle in the rushing river for a long time is tantamount to killing half of their lives. If it weren't for the order of His Highness "Devil Flame", whom they respected so much, they would not have crossed the river in this way even if they were killed.

Even those legendary ogres are full of fear of Dahe. Helpless, the ogre is too bulky. Although they are heavy warriors that are invincible in land combat, it is almost impossible for even the legendary level to fly by harnessing energy.

What's more, the overall gravity of the hell world is much greater than that of the earth.

As for those Fire Breath Cerberus that have evolved from Cerberus, they are already on the verge of dying, and the flames on their bodies have almost been extinguished.

"Huh~" Wang Yan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally crossing the river without any damage.

During this process, Wang Yan took action more than a hundred times in total, saving more than a hundred ogres, barbarians, and even fire-breathing hellhounds. Especially those ogres, their tonnage is extremely terrifying.

Even for someone as strong as Wang Yan, it would be a little difficult to carry them to the other side. Not to mention that after repeating the entire process more than a hundred times in a short period of time, his waist was about to break.

"Boss, hell is too dangerous. I want to return to Earth." Zhang Weidao also slumped on the river beach like a dead snake. For no other reason than Wang Yan asked him to draw the light body charm, and he just drew hundreds of them.

"Boss, we have to use our brains." The tentacle monster Shentu Tianlu said even more feebly, "The ogre heavy infantry is indeed powerful, but after all, it is very restricted by the terrain." No wonder he complained, Wang Yan asked him to change As a steel boat, it carried an ogre across the river every time, going back and forth so many times.

"It seems that the only way to go back is to hunt more dragons and use their wings to refine treasures to increase their flying capabilities." Wang Yan is also thinking about this problem. Ogres are very powerful in combat, but their inability to fly is indeed a flaw.

Even if you are riding on a dragon, the dragon cannot fly.

As soon as Wang Yan said this, the master of weapon refining beside him fainted and fell to the ground. Following His Highness Mo Yan, this life was full of ups and downs. This is really happening all at once. Let alone where to hunt so many giant dragons and refine so many flying holy weapons, wouldn't this cost people's lives?

Just when Wang Yan had just crossed the river and was resting on the spot.

In the camp where the Dark Saint and the Dark Song Princess faced each other, both the Dark Song Princess and the Dark Saint were in very solemn moods.

There has been no clear news about the three-party battle between Night Blade, Demon Flame, and Asmodeus.

The Princess of Dark Song and the Saint of Darkness restrained each other and agreed that no one would interfere, and the three parties would still decide the winner on their own. The Dark Saint even used an artifact to isolate the spatial signal to prevent Princess Ange from transmitting messages to the outside world.

However, several days have passed like this, and the Dark Saint has removed the spatial signal seal, but there is still no news. The messages they each sent to Asmodeus and Prince Night Blade were as if they were lost in the ocean.

"Princess Dark Song." The Dark Saint conveyed the magic communication to the other party, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Are you really not lying? Prince Night Blade also did not send back the message?"

"Hmph." Princess Ange, who was wearing a golden mask and had an awe-inspiring temperament, said coldly, "Didn't you take the initiative to contact Prince Night Blade?"

"I'm afraid that you have colluded with Prince Night Blade and deliberately pretended to lose the battle." The Dark Saint questioned coldly, "After laying down your back-up tactics, prepare to sneak attack me."

"Interesting, haha~" Princess Ange said with a contemptuous smile, "I was worried that you would get angry with Asmodeus in advance and prepare to deliberately trick me."

The two women were tit for tat, seemingly trying to find the real answer from each other's answers. If the winner is the opponent's ally, then their best choice now is to evacuate immediately and plan the final battle in the long run.

While the two women were speculating on each other and distrusting each other.

The Dark Demon God Mammon and the Fallen Demon God Samael were very solemn. With their God's perspective, of course they knew the outcome of the three-party battle, which was that the hateful Demon Flame Boy won.

But they knew that according to the Styx Oath, they were absolutely not allowed to give them any information. Otherwise, Dark Saint and Dark Song Princess can be eliminated directly.

Also very anxious are the audiences from the Dark Demon Realm and the Fallen Demon Realm. They also know the result of the game and know that Princess Dark Song and Dark Saint are now in danger.

The only one who was happy was the Purgatory Demon Realm side. Their Highness, Demon Flame, had already won the three-party battle because the ogres and barbarians had well-equipped equipment and thick skin and rough flesh. After finally treating the wounded, they found that there had not been many casualties.

At this time, the two ladies are still suspicious of each other. I really hope they start fighting immediately, so that His Highness Moyan can win the championship effortlessly.

It's a pity that this kind of wish can only be done for a while.

Whether it is Princess Dark Song or Dark Saint, they are definitely not fuel-efficient lamps.

After some probing, neither of them seemed to be able to detect any strange conspiracy in the other's tone. Then, the final result is most likely to be something beyond imagination.

"Could it be that Wang Yan really won?" The Dark Saint's eyes were a little shocked. With those slave cannon fodder legions, could he really win against the joint plan of Night Blade and Asmodeus?

It's just that the hateful guy sent him a message that was just like a bull in the sea.

At the same time, Princess Ange seemed to have guessed the final result, and said in a calm tone: "Your Highness, the final result of the three-party battle, I believe you have probably guessed it. I didn't expect that the vulgar demon flame could actually be hidden. So deep. Then it’s time for us to fulfill the Styx Oath.”

"Yes, this Saint has always paid great attention to the Styx Oath." The Dark Saint suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, seeming to be in a very good mood.

"Why is the Saint so happy all of a sudden?" Princess Ange's brows frowned slightly under her mask, as if she vaguely sensed some conspiracy.

"It's nothing, I just remembered that I recently contacted a friend I haven't seen for a long time." The Dark Saint said casually, "Oh, by the way. I heard that you were recognizing your ancestors and returning to the clan. Before you became a princess, you seemed to be in that place. When you grow up, you may have heard of my friend's name - Son of Fire."

Princess Ange's graceful body seemed to stagnate slightly, but then she said calmly: "I have heard of this name, and I know that he knows you. If he contacted you, could he be asking you to find someone?"

"Looking for someone, he didn't mention this matter." The Dark Holy God expressed doubts, "How could Her Royal Highness think so?"

"It's nothing, just a random guess." Princess Ange's tone was flat, "Don't talk nonsense. Since we grew up in the same plane, we will cooperate sincerely and first remove that purgatory. Let’s wait until the demons break out of the finals. Now, you and I will send out scouts to search for enemy traces and intelligence.”

"Sincere cooperation." The dark saint's eyes also became solemn.

After each other turns off the communicator.

The dark saint's eyes became cold, and she kept thinking in her heart - Wuya'ange, Wuya'ange, I must beat you in this game, whether it is for my hometown, or to prove to him that I am better than you. excellent! ! !

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