I saw the figure rushing towards me.

Halo-chan remembered Ye Mingyu's teachings.

First pretend to be stunned, don't make a move for the first two seconds, and then touch him in the third second.

It's like touching porcelain, jumping off the ring immediately after touching it, falling to the ground and pretending to be dead!

Tensed his nerves, Halo Sauce stared at Fan Ma's bald head.

The fire dragon emblem roared, the flames mixed with the strong wind, and the giant axe smashed down from the sky with a thousand might.

Fan Ma's bald head fell from the sky.

In mid-air, his expression suddenly became very strange.

It's like lying in bed in the middle of the night and suddenly having a tummy upset, and there is a gurgling sound in your stomach.

Then his ankles and wrists cramped at the same time, and the giant axe fell with a clatter, and he fell with it.

The third second.

In a strange posture, Fan Ma smashed his axe on the head.

Hit hard.

The dragon emblem disappears.

But Fan Ma still didn't give up.

Although his mind is dizzy, he still has the instinct to fight to rely on!

And Halo-chan, who closed his eyes tightly, rushed forward with a shout of "ahh

Fan Ma was bald and strong, and immediately stood unsteadily.

Taking two steps back, tripping over the fragments of the meteorite explosion, he grabbed the tomahawk again, and just as a column of molten flame erupted, his head fell backwards and the tomahawk slammed down on his head.

Fainting on the ground, ko.

Halo-chan doesn't know what's going on.

After this push, she immediately stepped back, and under the gaze of all the spectators, she left the ring and lay on the ground cutely, also closing her eyes.

But after a long time.

No one declared her a failure.

Wait a few seconds.

Still no response.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Ye Mingyu's face in a green color.

"I lost!" Halo-chan blinked and said very unmarkedly.

Ye Mingyu smiled hard, took Halo-chan's hand, motioned for her to turn back into a small halo, and then slapped it into his head.

In the audience, the cheers suddenly sounded like a landslide and tsunami.

The spotlights flickered, the reporters were stopped outside by the security guards, and they crowded each other in the crowd, handing out microphones dangling.

Ye Mingyu suddenly felt very defeated.

It would be nice if someone could attract attention at this time.

He can take the opportunity to slip away and hide in the deep mountains and old forests for a while.

......

"My lord, do you really want to do this?" The old servant had a sad face.

"Oh, my faithful servant, giggle, what foolish are you talking about? I'm about to take Ye Mingyu's heart! ”

Oh, what a damn translation!

Say that line, and you're finished!

You, and Ye Mingyu, are finished, understand?

The faithful old servant made a final struggle:

"To be honest, I don't think this plan is mature enough, and the detailed plan is up for debate......"

"It's okay, you see, it's June, six is my lucky number, Ye Mingyu is wearing a black robe, black is also my lucky color, and I did love divination yesterday!"

"Divination?"

"Yes, at nine o'clock every night on the Angel Channel, the divination program of the goddess of love, I was selected as a lucky viewer! The goddess said that my love luck today is off the charts. ”

The old servant's facial muscles twitched.

Something seems to have gone wrong?

As a demon king, he not only increases the ratings of programs that are hostile to the gods, but even believes in the nonsense of the gods.

Are you really the elite of the demons?

Saying... Don't know what this show is called? Go back and pay attention to it yourself.

In short, no matter what the old servant said, Satan did not change his mind.

"Don't worry, watch me! Now it's my turn! ”

The spotlight was still flashing, and reporters were scrambling to break through the security guards' defenses.

It's all about comedy.

At this time, the pitch-black inverted pentagram shrouded the gladiatorial arena.

The scorching sun under the clear sky was obscured, and the black sun was like an eclipse spectacle, and everything was covered with a faint gray.

But this is not an eclipse.

This is the Black Sun from the Demon Realm.

Among the staff, the lurking demon agent transformed, with horns like sheep or cows drilled out, and the veins bulging on the muscular body.

The demon's blood glowed faintly in the bulging veins.

It was as if lava flowed from the abyss.

The lights are turned on.

The scene of the demon world is projected onto the human world.

Crimson rocks are densely packed, and in the distance are lava waterfalls that cascade down, and pale black sparks emerge from the molten lake.

The oppressive breath made everyone breathless.

The elders of the Fan Ma family had long been controlled, knocked unconscious and thrown into the corner of the abandoned corridor, guarded by the Baro Fire Demon.

Satan floated out of the crowd.

Standing in the dark sun, the corners of the cloak fluttered in the wind.

She held a black pen in her hand.

With a slight turn, the pen turned into a twisted scythe, and countless painful souls were imprisoned in the blade.

A source of fear.

A dark nightmare that never grows old.

She is a rebel from the heavenly realm, and she is the demon king Satan, the invader of the heavens and all worlds.

In front of such a strong man, even if the Sword Saint of the Blue Empire is dispatched, he can only survive for a long time.

"It's over."

Satan chuckled, "Honored, bastards, this battle to please me ended in victory for one side, so, the victor ......"

Scythe wielding.

The blade was aimed at Ye Mingyu through the space.

This magic weapon cut off the heads of seventy-eight generations of brave men, and the moment the tip of the knife pointed downward, everyone seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and even breathing was tormented.

"Victor, I now give you a chance to swear your allegiance to me!"

Ye Mingyu stared at Satan.

He noticed with his spare eyes that the virgin maiden in the corner had prepared a spell, and Yeyezi also put down the crisp noodles in her hand.

In the face of the Demon King, it is not without the power of a battle.

"What do you mean?" Ye Mingyu asked in a deep voice.

"Literally, from today onwards, you are my possession!"

Threat!

These two words came to everyone's minds.

A sense of humiliation then welled up in my heart.

In the land of the human race, he was forced to such a point by the demons with sharp words, which is really worthy of his ancestors.

A few of the seventh-rank mages who had come to watch the ceremony were mixed in the audience and began to observe their surroundings cautiously.

There are about forty high-level demons, generally around the eighth rank, all of whom are elites in the demon world.

But for some reason, their expressions were strange.

After listening to Satan's words, several demons even lowered their heads in shame......

What's going on?

Especially the white-haired old man, who seems to be the servant of the Demon King.

His expression at the moment was even more unbearable to look at directly, as if he was constipated, full of pain.

Ye Mingyu took out the artifact staff, raised his eyebrows, and ignored the demon king's scythe:

"I'm sorry, my favorite thing to do Ye Mingyu is to say no to people who think they are strong!"

Halo-chan automatically rises on top of your head.

Looking at the Demon King with a golden aura, the world seemed to be cut open at this moment, and it was divided into two parts with the middle line of the two as a cross-section.

It's like a philosophical art full of contrasts:

Black and white, life and death, light and darkness, hope and despair.

Satan was silent for a moment:

"Give you three more days to think about it, if you still refuse, the imperial capital will turn into a sea of blood."

After speaking.

She snapped her fingers condescendingly.

The magic cannon roared in the distance, the fireworks of the demon world were like black curtains, countless pitch-black vortices distorted in the sky, and the black hole absorbed all the light.

"This is your last chance!"

Satan's figure disappeared into the whirlpool.

The aftermath echoed in the gladiatorial arena.

All the demons lowered their heads, as if they didn't dare to look at the humans, and silently stood behind the old servant.

The old servant glanced at Ye Mingyu deeply.

He opened his mouth, took a deep breath, slowly considered his words, and finally said sincerely:

"As for the Demon King, please consider it carefully." On the word "prudent", he accentuated the pronunciation. The mobile terminal one-second memory provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

Cease.

The old servant turned around and activated the space spell while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Forgive me, future uncle, I can only remind you of this!

This is my last stubbornness with me!

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