"You cunning miser!" Beelzebub screamed with his upper and lower mouths, and his eight tentacle-like arms on the left and right shook angrily, obviously angry. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't say that!" Mammon was a little proud and happy, and her pointed index finger was raised high: "Don't forget who provided the wealth to have the underworld, if I am stingy, maybe there is nothing here, and the throne you sit on is all funded by me." ”

Beelzebub's anger was suppressed a little, but he was still unconvinced: "You gave these two people's special abilities, and you actually gave them such powerful special abilities. ”

"My dear Beelzebub." Mammon smiled and said, "The two people you give to the special ability are also alive, one and a half, and the survival rate is comparable." Hurry up and deliver on your promises! ”

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but interject the words, the blood on Regel's thigh was about to come out, and one of his trouser legs was dyed red: "Two great Satans, can you help us heal our injuries first?" ”

"Oh, got it!" Mammon was staring at what she was asking for, and waved her hand casually: "Mathis, you can help them heal." ”

"Yes, my master! The great Satanic Mammon. "Masais, dressed in court dress and with a white-painted face, bowed elegantly and pretentiously. Then he walked up to them and looked up and down, and sighed: "It's not that I have to take care of the first floor, but I also want to get it, who called which stupid cook can't do anything but cook." Well, come on! ”

He waved the scepter in his hand, and the scepter glowed, and then it fell like silver crumbs on the heads and bodies of the four.

Cheng Qianxun suddenly felt that the fatigue of his body had disappeared, and his body was light.

Beside her, Regel stood up and ripped open his medieval funny pumpkin pants, seeing that the wound on his thigh was completely gone, and he was restored.

"Hurry up and keep your promises, don't be reckless, hurry up!" Mammon laughed.

Beelzebub could only angrily give orders to the chief chef beside him: "Besses, you cook for Satan Mammon for three days, and you can eat whatever he wants, and serve him as if you were serving." ”

"Yes, it's the master." The fat Besses was like an angry bag, his hands squeezing each other nervously, and nodding his head again and again.

After half a day is three days of food, at this time, the four of them are powerless to grieve and be angry, it is Satan who is betting on their life and death, and even their lives are given by the underworld, what power and ability do they have to protest?

Mammon was so happy that she lifted her long black legs and said proudly, "Besses, you have been called Mathes for the past three days." ”

Seeing that Mathes beside him pursed his mouth, he immediately changed his words and said, "Oh, let's call little Matheus." At last, Matheas smiled.

Mammon sat on the throne with one leg crossed, looking noble but also full of air, probably only he could sit with a dark body, and he could still sit with his legs wide open. As soon as his fingers with long black nails were wrong, a lit cigar appeared in his hand, and he took a deep breath, enjoying the moment of victory: "Well, little Masais, I'll be ready to eat for our guests later, and by the way, bring me a medium-rare fried veal steak." As for the dear Beelzebub, for the past three days, he was given a corpse every day to eat alone, and he liked to eat human flesh the most. ”

Beelzebub was so angry that he spewed green smoke, and some flies that had just hatched from his throne swirled over the smoke.

"Actually using restoration and voodoo dolls... His angry red eyes moved to Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder, and suddenly stretched out a tentacle and pointed towards Sneijder.

Sneijder's body shook like an electric shock, and he heard Mammon jump up from his throne and scream, "What are you doing? ”

Did Beelzebub do anything to Sneijder? Cheng Qianxun was so anxious that he flashed to Sneijder's side and looked him up and down at what was wrong: "How are you, what's wrong?" ”

Snead looked at himself, unable to understand what was happening: "There's nothing wrong with it, it doesn't hurt or itch." ”

"No, no!" Mammon jumped in front of everyone, her three-meter-tall body shaking to the ground. He stared at Sneijder with blood-red eyes and a hideous face, his hands clenched, his joints crackling, and after half a sound, he yelled in a heart-rending voice, "My baby, my baby! ”

Beelzebuth laughed and followed Mammon's tone just now: "Dear Satan Mammon, isn't it just to extend it for another fifteen days, don't be so excited." ”

Haha, Cheng Qianxun is happy. The two satanic vindictiveness actually gave Snead benefits, as long as he has this "god body", it is equivalent to having a gold medal for avoiding death, and Mammon is absolutely reluctant to give up this treasure. Hurriedly and loudly praised: "Thank you Satan Beelzebub, thank you for your generosity, you are so great!" ”

The other teammates burst out laughing and hurriedly weaved all kinds of sycophants.

"My baby, my flesh... Mammon looked at Snead without tears.

"Who told you not to hurry." Beelzebub's two tentacles covered the upper and lower mouths, and they laughed so much that if they had a small tongue, they could all be exposed.

"It has to be you!" Mammun turned around in anger and jumped in front of Beelzebub, despite the fact that Beelzebub's throne was full of fat maggots.

He stepped on one of the armrests of Beelzebub's black throne with one foot, bowed his head and grinned, and his speech was unusually gloomy and extremely cold: "I have long suspected you, it is you who have always wanted to eat my 'divine body', but I refuse, so I torture me like this." ”

Mammon was visibly mad with rage, his arrow-shaped tail stood straight up, and his huge black bat's wings were spread out, like a wild beast lying in front of Beelzebub.

"Hahaha, generous Mammon." Beelzebub smiled happily at the fierce face of Dimamamon: "To tell you the truth, I would definitely do it, but unfortunately it wasn't me." It's not my work to trade your treasure for mortals, so ask the other Satans. ”

"Mammon, in fact, it's okay like this, how can you live a good life if you put it in the collection lifelessly." After Legel finished speaking, he walked behind Sneijder, and with a slight parting of his hands, he tore Sneijder's clothes with a "hiss".

"What are you doing?" Snead glared at Regel, his hands clutching the last remaining pants.

Regel looked at Mammon cautiously and whispered to Snead, "If you want preferential treatment, don't be afraid to be naked, and quickly take it off and show Mammon!" I can't help but pull Sneijder's remaining fig leaf.

"Hiss" At this time, Cheng Qianxun turned his body slightly, not daring to look at it anymore, his face turned red.

Mammon turned her head, and when her blood-red gaze touched Snead's body, which looked like a statue of David standing, her hideous face immediately changed. He turned around, put his hands together, and showed an intoxicated look, and his voice became softer: "Oh, it's beautiful, it's so beautiful... ”

Cheng Qianxun looked at Mammon and didn't dare to squint, and asked with a smile: "Great Satan Mammon, thank you for your generosity, do you want to ask him to dance for you?" ”

"Good, good!" Mammon immediately nodded excitedly, her cracked white fangs glowing.

"Handsome guy, hurry up and jump!" Regel tossed his torn pants to an unusually embarrassed Sneijder.

Rudolph smirked, "Just jump into the cabin for a while, that's wonderful." ”

"Good!" Mammon shook her feet, shook the maggots that had climbed on his hooves, jumped to the throne, sat on the VIP seat, and nodded with a casual and slightly arrogant finger: "Jump! ”

"Hurry up and jump, you'll definitely get benefits." Regger said softly.

"You big bastard!" Snead was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a pit and hide.

"I'm doing it for your own good!" After thinking about it, Regel also began to tear up the clothes on his body, tore off a piece and raised it in a circle, twisted his waist and jumped: "Then I'll jump with you, this is called a circle, right, what else?" ”

Then shameless, Rudolph took off his coat and danced his folk dance: "Dance, dance, for the great Satan!" ”

"Haha!" Mammon seemed to forget the unhappiness she had just had, and cracked her mouth with a smile.

It doesn't matter, as long as Satan can be happy! Cheng Qianxun also twisted, she took off her coat and danced Yangge with two sleeves.

"Okay, jump, jump!" So Sneijder gritted his teeth fiercely, shook up his pants, and danced: "Look at the professional, this is called back rubbing, this is called shaking the chest muscles, look at the motor buttocks... ”

"Watch my faithful dance... "Do you want to see a men's foot ballet? "Look at my handstand... It's like having a party.

"Haha, good!" Mammon screamed with joy as she slapped her hands on the armrest of his golden throne, which was encrusted with various gems.

"Wonderful, good, good!" Mathes, who was beside the throne, clipped the scepter under his armpit, laughed so hard that the powder on his face fell, raised his hands in the air, and applauded contrivedly.

Rolling on the ground, writhing wildly, and humming an unknown tune, the four of them jumped to Mammon and finally laughed and shouted in satisfaction, "Good, very good! ”

They finally collapsed on the ground and gasped for air.

"Very good!" Mammon smiled, and seemed to be in an unusually happy mood: "You have behaved quite well, in that case, the 'Divine Body' will be used for another fifteen days." ”

Then he said "uh-huh" twice, immediately put away his smile, his fingers shook slightly, and he regained too much elegance and nobility: "Mathese serves our guests well; Little Masais, hurry up and cook, our guests are hungry and I'm hungry too! ”

"Yes, my master!" One of the two stewards bowed with his arms outstretched, and the other folded his hands and bent over.

Beelzebub, however, sat expressionless from the beginning of the dance, and then he hiccuped: "It's boring, Besseth." ”

Seeing Mammon glaring at him sideways, he said helplessly: "Okay, my respected Satan Mammon, can you let your little Mathes also prepare a meal for me?" I would be grateful for that. ”

Mammon cracked her mouth, laughed exaggeratedly, and said leisurely: "Dream, go to the bottom and gnaw on the corpse." ”

"Humph!" Beelzebub hated it, and his nose spewed out a green breath. His huge, fat body followed his black throne and faded ... (To be continued.) )