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"cheers!"

The temporary camp belonging to the Purgatory Demon Realm, in the center, is located in the bedroom of His Royal Highness, the son of the most noble Demon God, His Royal Highness, the son of the Demon God, and bursts of lively noises came from.

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

The burly and huge ogres and the harp were drinking, eating meat and drinking wine.

You can also see succubus and barbarian warriors, competing for brute force, and the loser will have to fill a bucket of strong liquor. There are even goblins of hell's low-court races, walking around, and holding hands with the lava helldog, calling them brothers.

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

But here, the Purgatory Demon and the Dark Elves only exist in the same position as other races. They drink and eat meat together, and there is no distinction between high and low.

That's right, this is Wang Yan's slave cannon fodder legion.

In the legion, regardless of race or origin, the only thing that can attract everyone's attention is strength and courage.

It is obvious that Wang Yan's "miscellaneous" army is celebrating the first round of the Purgatory Conference. This makes the criticized slave army feel proud and motivated.

Although they did not take any action, His Royal Highness Demon Flame broke through the other party alone.

"Chi, Chihuo, come on, don't run away. Drink, drink." Ogre Abulon Giant Hammer carried a jar of strong wine all over the world to find Chihuo to fight for wine.

The boy Chihuo couldn't bear it anymore, so he hurried behind Wang Yan, and said with a trembling heart: "Old, boss, can you control that big guy? I'm really drinking, I can't drink anymore."

The Red Refining Demon Clan is indeed very strong in physique, but in terms of appetite and alcohol, it is still slightly worse than the fatter and stronger ogre clan.

What's more, the ogre boy Abulon Giant Hammer is talented and he can't even make it difficult to get down with ten red confuses when he drinks.

"Who told you, kid, to provoke Abulon for nothing?" Wang Yan kicked him away with anger, "You can't fight this, can't even drink?

Lord Chihuo's face was comparable to that of the city wall. He immediately smiled, hugged Wang Yan's thigh, and flattered, saying, "Boss, at least Chihuo is your most loyal hellhound. I will bite whoever you ask me to bite."

In fact, this kid is now not weak, and has reached the peak of the legendary level, much stronger than the other three sons of the Red Refining Demon King. Following Wang Yan, the future path to the Demon King is a foregone conclusion.

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

"Get out, don't disturb your highness and Your Highness Demonic Flame." Princess Chifu kicked his brother away with a fierce look, then wrapped his eyes around Wang Yan with a soft voice, "Your Highness, congratulations on winning the first battle, I will respect you first."

Princess Chifu drank all the wine in the glass, and with the alcohol, he was about to fall on Wang Yan. He was full of anticipation. If His Royal Highness Demon Flame was happy to favor her today, it would be so happy.

As the main wife of His Highness Demon Flame, she wants to set an example.

"Drink if you drink, don't touch me." Wang Yan moved backwards and avoided Chi Fu's harassment. A group of people from the earth were staring at him. If he really did something bad in hell, his custody would soon spread throughout the Earth's super energy circle.

"Woooo~" Princess Chifu was a little sad. As the main wife of His Highness, she had no husband and wife with His Highness. If this was to be spread, it would really damage His Highness's majesty.

It’s all the blame for that female slave on earth. If she hadn’t been pestering Your Highness all day long, how could His Highness be like this?

Princess Chifu gave Lydia a angrily glance.

It made Lydia feel furious. How could she offend Chizhu?

Zhang Weidao on this side was a little overwhelmed. He took a few sips of wine and said with his arms around Wang Yan: "I said brother, I think Miss Chi Fu is really infatuated with you, so why not take her away."

Wang Yan Ran, do you think I am like you? I really want to make some big waves in hell. God knows whether Sister Ange and Sister Nan Lian will join forces to cut him?

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

"Thut~ hypocrisy." Shiva goddess Indira took a red gourd from somewhere, and threw contempt at Wang Yan while drinking. "Although he is obviously a stinky hooligan, he pretends to behave all day long, and he is not even as good as Shentu Tianlu."

Shen Tu Tianlu, who was regarded as the object of comparison, was dark. Thank you for your praise. His Highness Shiva, if you want to destroy Lao Wang, you should destroy him. What do you have to do with me?

However, Shentu Tianlu only dared to think about this in his heart. Although he was gifted, he could not beat the Shiva goddess with the Eye of Destruction.

Depressed, Shentu Tianlu had to go to the harpies to drink with depressed people. Soon, there was a buzzing music on the other side, and the harpies in hell were still very relaxed.

The drunken Shentu Tianlu began to release himself and became unrestrained. Dozens of metal tentacles danced wildly in the sky, sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes soft and sometimes hard, causing the harpies to scream "shyly" and there were bad words like Brother Shentu.

"Hell is a good place~ If this is depravity, I would like to sink forever." Shentu Tianlu drank wine and sang songs, surrounded by a group of harps and succubus sisters, and they were so happy that they could not be replaced by such days.

"It's embarrassing." The goddess Shiva cast deep contemptuous eyes at him, "You young people in China are becoming more and more impetuous. Even the Tao of Heavenly Master cannot avoid the common people."

After pausing, she looked at Wu Bujie who had not drunk alcohol, and said with a slow expression: "Now, only the ascetic monks in the Prajna Temple in China can adhere to their original intentions."

"Amitabha, how could the donor Shentu be so rude?" Wu Bujie couldn't stand it. Baoxiang solemnly proclaimed the Buddha's name and went up to scold, "It is our duty to subdue demons and defend the way. The little monk has already made great wishes. Hell will not be empty and will not become a Buddha. Let go of the banshee and let the monks come to live here~Wahaha, wow, female donor should not do this~"

A series of laughter even shocked Wang Yan.

Everyone looked at the goddess Shiva in unison. What you said just now is that only the ascetic monks in Prajna Temple can adhere to their original hearts. The five no precepts are a good idea.

The Shiva goddess's pretty face flushed, and she said in anger: "What do you think of me? The young Chinese lineage is so impetuous and depraved, and they are all good heads brought by the Son of Fire." With the shame and anger, the eye of destruction hidden on her forehead showed signs of opening.

Well……

Wang Yan looked helpless. If you have grudges, don’t just press them on Wang Yan’s head. Besides, we are all young people, so it’s better to be lively and more personal.

Although the older generation seems to be very serious now, who knows how they have been vain when they were young?

"Indira, although you are the goddess of the goddess." Lydia was a little dissatisfied and upset, "but she had no right to slander the Son of Fire at will. He brought endless idol effects to the younger generation of supermen on Earth."

"Haha..." The goddess Shiva took a big sip of wine and glanced at Lydia and said, "Poor silly girl, you have always been idolizing the Son of Fire. Do you still don't understand?"

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

All the people on earth present looked at Wang Yan. This guy has been hiding from Lydia until now, what a bad taste this is.

"Cough cough!" Wang Yan was a little embarrassed and coughed twice, "Don't look at me like this. Although my move was a bit too much, everyone was the beneficiary."

"Son of Flame." A gentle but majestic voice sounded. The speaker was a desert emperor with a majestic and emperor-like appearance.

At this time, he was surrounded by a group of foreign beauties with their own characteristics, without any sense of incongruity. These beauties of all races from hell were all female slaves he bought with his own skills.

The Desert Emperor, said with full support: "Lydia has grown a lot, and now her strength is more than her grandfather Emmons. Why not tell her the truth?"

The Desert Emperor who upgraded with the crystal core of the Hot Sand Overlord has reached the strength of a demigod level. He speaks naturally with a strong momentum and a great emperor.

Son of Flame?

Lydia's face turned pale, her eyes looked at Wang Yan with disbelief. Is it difficult, could it be...

No, no, this, this is impossible.

How could this evil and bully, arrogant and unreasonable demon king be the gentle and handsome son of flame?

"Ahem~"

Wang Yan glared at the Desert Emperor angrily. The old boy looked mysterious. Did he forget the tragic 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 accustomed to bullying her with the identity of the Demon Flame Lord. Over time, it has made it increasingly difficult for him to express his identity.

This matter has been dragged on and on, and has been dragged on until now.

"Lydia." Taking advantage of the cheerful atmosphere today, everyone drank a lot of wine and had already been identified, Wang Yan decided to put this matter aside, gritted the bullet and smiled dryly and said, "It's true that I'm not good about this matter. I didn't show you the identity at the beginning, because I wanted to hone your strength."

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

It is undeniable that in the Earth era, Lydia always worshipped Wang Yan as an idol. It seemed to be a relationship between men and women, but in fact it was just a unilateral 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 fell in love with the Demon Flame Lord.

Now that the two identities are combined into one, she has caused her to have an unacceptable feeling of collapse in her dreams.

As soon as she raised her hand, an invisible wind appeared, and the wind led her far away in the blink of an eye. The magic was cast smoothly and naturally, and it could even cast the wind-type spells with the smell of space spells. Since it was unacceptable for a moment, it could only escape as far as possible.

"Uh... forget it." Wang Yan wanted to chase after him, but he touched his nose helplessly. Now, it's better to give her more time to recover.

Speaking of which, Wang Yan’s original intention is good.

But in the end, I indulged in that game intentionally or unintentionally, and I was a little unexcited.

"Hmph, the son of the romantic." The Shiva goddess naturally threw a deep look of contempt at Wang Yan again, "It made another girl sad."

"Your Highness, what's the good thing about that little human girl?" Princess Chifu came up with a clever smile, "The delicate appearance all day long looks annoying. If you like to open the harem, I will help you check it yourself." Of course, the check is the check, and the location of Your Highness's main room must be firmly grasped.

"Boss, it's not that I criticized you." Lord Chihuo, who was kicked away, quietly touched him back at some point. He got drunk even deeper, patted his chest and said as he poured wine, "As an unparalleled boss, what are you going to worry about? Who do you like, just enter the harem. My Chi-san sister will definitely help you manage the harem."

"Chimu, die for me." After finally getting close to His Royal Highness Demon Flame, Chihuo came to disturb him again. Princess Chifu kicked him away in anger, "You don't need to worry too much about our Magic Flame family."

Lord Chihuo, who was kicked, did not care at all and continued to say drunkenly: "I want to say that the whole hell is the boss's future territory. If the boss doesn't have a harem of thousands or tens of thousands, wouldn't it look shabby? In my opinion, the princess of the Dark Demon God is called, "What's the name of Princess Dark Song? I'll take it back and become the boss's wife."

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

Dare to say such bold words? Chihuo boy, are you afraid of your life? The dark demon god Mamen, who loves him so much, will fall into his ears, and Satan will not be able to save him even if he comes to him.

Seeing the surroundings silent, the boy Chihuo became even more proud. After making a few drinks, he continued to brag: "Actually, the dark saint in the Fallen Demon Realm has a good temperament. Boss, just give an order, brothers, go to the Fallen Camp and kill her and help you snatch her."

Kill in and out?

Chihuo, you are too bragging about this cowhide.

Even Zhang Weidao couldn't stand it. Just as he wanted to make a few words of mocking, his expression suddenly became stiff and stared at the door of the hall in horror, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Zhang Weidao, who do you pretend to show this expression?" Chi Huo said loudly, "Can that dark saint dare to enter the camp of our Purgatory Demon Clan? Huohaha, it would be great if she had the courage to enter. I, Chi Huo, took her down on the spot and sent her to the boss's bedroom!"

"boom!"

As soon as Chihuo finished speaking, he flew out.
Chapter completed!