After being sent back to the Demon King City by the minions.

Satan sits on a duck in a double bed, holding Ye Mingyu's human-shaped pillow in his arms.

Tears and snot were wiped on the pillow.

The third pack of tissues was pumped and thrown aside in a ball.

"Ye Mingyu or something, woo wow... The most annoying! I don't want to in my life... Don't want to see him! It's my subordinate! ”

"Lord Demon King...... The old servant reluctantly took out the fourth pack of tissues: "If you like him so much, just tell him directly." ”

"Huh?"

Satan stopped crying, blinked, and looked at the servant cutely, "What stupid thing are you talking about?" "The starter. m..

"I mean, you like Ye Mingyu......"

"I don't like him, I hate this kind of person the most!"

"Okay, okay," the old servant smiled bitterly, "It's a hypothesis, let's say you like Ye Mingyu, how good it would be to rush directly to him and say it." ”

"So you're stupid?" Satan stood up on the bed, pinched his waist, and said condescendingly, "I am the Demon King!" See Demon King City? The 100,000-mile Demon King City is all under my jurisdiction, if I confess to him, what will others think of me? ”

I'm only surprised that you actually have a girl's heart......

This kind of words, the old servant only dared to complain in his heart.

"Yes, you are in a high position, and your confession or something is really not in line with your identity." The old servant bowed his head and said.

"So, you still know me," Satan smiled, "and Ye Mingyu must know that I like him!" I've been so obvious in these 10,000 years! ”

The old servant thought back to the experience of the Demon King for nearly 10 million years.

often tailgating, always secretly taking photos of Ye Mingyu.

Every time I came into contact with him, I either mocked him desperately, or I fought hard, looking like I was bitter and hateful......

Manifest obviously?

Please touch your conscience and think about it, this is what a serious demon can say?

But the old servant still didn't dare to confess.

The last honest senior has been exiled to take care of Cerberus.

Now I can't sleep because of the barking of dogs every day, and I am miserable.

"Yes, you are acting obviously, Ye Mingyu must be able to see it." The old servant lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly.

"I know it without you saying it, hmph, although I don't like him that much, but if he is obsessed with me and is in love or something, I can't think about it......"

Satan plays with the ends of his hair, and the more he speaks, the quieter his voice becomes, and finally he even hums like a mosquito.

The old servant beside him was silent.

I've seen everything.

Well, it's the old tsundere who opened his mouth.

If it goes on like this, let alone 20 million years, even if it is hundreds of millions of years, the two of them may not be able to achieve positive results.

In other words, they are all high and powerful.

Why can the holy woman of the Blue Empire dare to love and hate, and you are so twisted and pinched?

It's getting harder and harder to be a servant these days.

"But that girl is really threatening, what are you going to do?" The old servant asked.

"Oh yes, I always think about Ye Mingyu, I almost forgot, does that girl look the same as Ye Mingyu?"

"Yes."

"It won't be ......"

Satan suddenly remembered a possibility, and tears welled up in his eyes, pouring down his eyes:

"It can't be a daughter, right? Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? While remarriage is acceptable, why isn't the first child mine? I've figured out the name, the boy will be called Night God Moon, and the girl will be called Night Forest Little Red ....."

What the hell is this name.....

The corner of the old servant's mouth twitched:

"According to the investigation, it can't be a daughter."

"That's fine," Satan immediately calmed down and coughed twice, "She just has a prettier face than me, a better body than me, a little more elegant temperament than me, and a gentler personality than me, but overall, I still have the advantage." ”

How thick-skinned do you have to be to say such a thing.

The old servant was silent.

There were just the two of them in the room.

One of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

And the full-body pillow with the portrait of Ye Mingyu is lying silently in the crook of Satan's arm, watching all this.

Satan coughed twice:

"Well, she's barely on par with me, but I've got a plan!"

"Dare to ask, can you tell the old servant?"

Satan hooked his hand, and the old servant leaned over, and she leaned into the old servant's ear and whispered.

Bi, Lord Demon King is triumphant.

The old servant straightened up, squeezed out a smile on his face, and reluctantly complimented:

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

At the same time, he sighed in his heart: It's no longer a show.

......

Following.

The battle with Van Ma Bald Qiang is about to begin.

Ye Mingyu naturally did not give up the opportunity to make money, after all, there are so many audiences, how can it be justified if there is no admission fee?

Staff check tickets at the entrance in eight directions.

Satan hid in a hooded robe, followed by the old servant, and formed a long line at the ticket gate.

"I said, sir, do you really want to do this?" The old servant tried one last exhortation.

"Of course! There is no one to stop me anymore, and I want to announce Ye Mingyu in front of everyone that Ye Mingyu is my thing! ”

"But......" the old servant complained powerlessly.

With the character of the Demon King, he has already seen the end.

It's so uncomfortable.

It is said that women chase men in the veil, how to get to the demon king, it's the other way around.

"It's good if you're happy." The old servant had no choice but to say.

Ticket check-in is fast.

After Satan entered the Colosseum, it was still very early, and there was still half an hour before the duel began.

The agents of the demon clan have already penetrated the staff.

After seeing Satan's coming, they showed their codes.

Indicates that all lighting effects are ready.

And thousands of miles away, the gate of the abyss was erected, and a large number of ninth-order magic guide cannons were prepared, and with just one order, the fireworks would flood the sky of the Colosseum!

Since the Demon King will not grow old, pouring out her heart under the fireworks in the sky is the most romantic thing she can think of.

And Ye Mingyu, who was in the storm of the decisive battle.

I don't know how ravaged I will be.

He's busy admonishing Halo-chan:

"Remember, our goal is to lose, we have to pursue a draw again, we must lose, remember the tactics I told you, as long as you remember it, it's no problem!"

"Understood!" Halo-chan nodded.

Ye Mingyu said, she basically understood.

The process is pretty simple anyway.

Stand still at first, strike a few seconds later, and then touch your opponent when he comes in front of him.

Since the force is reciprocal, Halo-chan can jump out of the ring as long as he pretends to be pushed out by the recoil force.

After leaving the range of the ring, he immediately fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

A perfect ending.

With this process, Halo Sauce has been trained countless times, and it is perfect.

Ye Mingyu nodded and patted Halo Chan's shoulder:

"It's good if you understand, keep a normal mind, even if you play half the level of training, you will definitely lose, and you can pursue a draw at the worst, don't panic, you will be in trouble if you mess up."

Ye Mingyu's mother-in-law instructed motherly.

But time waits for no one, and the Fan Ma family has already sent someone to urge.

He looked at his watch, and when it was time to play, he went to the summoner's platform.

In the early days, the Summoner Heights were specially built as a war fortress for mages of the Summoning School, so that they could command summoned beasts with peace of mind and not have to care about enemy attacks.

Now applied to the gladiatorial arena, it is to provide a good view for Ye Mingyu.

Under the clear sky, the scorching sun shone on the land of the Blue Empire.

Ye Mingyu's magic emblem emerged.

On the surface, the wheel of fortune is still on a billion scale.

Far away, magnificent.

Hundreds of meters away from the gladiatorial arena, he saw Fan Ma bald and nodded.

It's a matter of success or failure!

"Contract Beast, come out!" The referee shouted.

The halo sauce is like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he walks on stage step by step.

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