"Despicable! Lowly creatures! You don't want to leave my territory alive—"

The lava lord, who opened his mouth and roared in rage, clenched his giant claws and landed his fist on the boulder on the side of the lava lake, and the quenching volcanic mountain shook violently twice.

"I'm sorry, I don't have your long-term vision, I can't see the day I leave." Slowly straightening up, Jory tilted his neck and pouted while pouting, "I'm just a hooligan, and I've always had something to say." I have heard a very funny sentence before, and it is still regarded as a wise saying......"

Fingers pulled a charred blood scab out of his ear, Jory flicked his fingers and said softly, "I've heard people say it before...... Whoever has the big fist is the king, the strong person is the righteous side, and the law is made by the strong...... Tsk, your fist is big enough, it's a few laps bigger than my house. Well, why don't you beat me with your big fist? ”

The scorching aura at the bottom of the quenched volcano calmed down, and the dazzling flames of the lava lord's body dimmed. The lava lord's fury faded, and the flames in his eyes calmed down a little, and the emotions of wisdom began to emerge.

Since the Lava Lord, looking down, seeks to wash away the shame that Jory has brought to his death, Jory does not mind giving the Lava Lord a lavish feast in the same way.

Jory ignores the common sense of human nature, no one wants to give up their lives, but isn't the Lava Lord ignoring something? With the strength and power of the Lava Lord, it would be good not to scare ordinary people to death. It is estimated that when it falls on the heads of others, they are all terrified and honestly shrink after establishing a lease contract with the lava lord. They probably only thought about how to get out of the way one day after the deadline, and how could they provoke the Lava Lord in turn?

This is true of common sense. And the arrogance of the Lava Lord also took it for granted, the haughty dignity of his pure-blooded demon. I don't bother to talk nonsense with "ants" like Jory, and surrender my identity for the sake of a few contracts.

The arrogance of the Lava Lord has given Jory a lot of holes to drill. Proud...... Jory loves the original sin of arrogance, and now is just the beginning.

After a long silence, the Lava Lord sent a message to Jori, and his voice seemed a little calm: "Mortals, excessive arrogance will make you pay." ”

"We'll talk about that later."

Dispersed into a mist of blood and drifted back to the bottom of the mountain road, Jory condensed into a human form in front of a cloud of ash. He crouched on the ground, pointed to the ashes on the ground, and grinned at the lava lord, "Lord Salostin, look, it was your negligence that caused me financial losses, and a lot of things were burned to ashes. ”

At this moment, even if Sarastin was sluggish, he could see Jory's behavior, he was borrowing the arrogance of the Lava Lord to take advantage of the loopholes, so as to make all kinds of demands.

On a mountain road near the shores of a lava lake. Jory crouched over there, tossing with the ashes, muttering to himself, "Let me count......"

"Tsk, my poor curse wheel gun is all charcoal." Jory picked up a piece of charcoal attached to the metal pipe and pinched the hot barrel with his fingers. He grabbed another pile of ashes and said with a lot of distress: "The intercontinental map I bought for 100 gold coins is gone." ”

The scorching breath slowly subsided. Without saying a word, the Lavalord sank into the lava lake. How could he not have heard Jory's self-talking, which was deliberately speaking to him. Never leave here again. I'm afraid the Lava Lord won't be able to hold back his anger and break the contract, and Jory will die with him.

However, Jory didn't seem to feel the violent movement of the lava lord sinking. In the midst of a surging heat wave, he picked up a few pieces of charred ash and looked here and here in distress. Then he picked up a pile of ashes and walked along the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

The Lava Lord can threaten, he can coerce, but from the brief contact, Jory guesses something about the Lava Lord's temperament and his original sin. Arrogance, is one of them. It is feasible to take advantage of the arrogance of the Lava Lord in moderation, but if it is too provocative, the proud powerful demon may not be able to bear the insult of his pride because of his arrogance, and adopt the method of burning jade.

For the Lava Lord, the point is stopped, the provocation and taunt need to be relaxed, the future is still long, and the rest is ......

Jory set his sights on the mountains of firehunters.

How to grasp a balance between provocation and arrogance is a science, and it is not suitable to continue to be arrogant in the quenching volcano today, because when Jory was fighting with the lava lord just now, Jory captured some feelings about the blood mist transformation weapon through the encounter, and before the feeling dissipated, he had to quickly lend the latest poem to the lava lord and go back to experience the characteristics of the blood weapon.

When Jory returned to the cave and heard Jori's footsteps, he turned his head quickly and looked at Jori, with a pair of big bright eyes, looking straight at Jori, his eyes were full of puzzlement and stunned colors.

Jory didn't notice the little bit of abnormality, he walked in and dispersed the blood mist, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Dot, your treasure lend me a little." ”

Looking at Qiao Li in a daze, he stretched out the flower stem of the most anticipated poem and handed it to Qiao Li without thinking about it, and the pair of crystal blue eyes were still staring at him, looking at him in a daze.

The corners of his mouth twitched, originally Qiao Li was still thinking about what words to comfort Diandian, and what excuse to use to take Diandian's baby first, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, Diandian handed out the most anticipated poem without saying a word.

The quick reaction of the dots made Jory a little stunned, he was messy.

It seems that there is a fruit hidden in the stamen of the last poem, which is a little bit of beloved, so it is not guaranteed that the fruit will be lost if it is lent to the lava lord along with the flower and fruit. After Jory asked Dotted to take out the fruit, which was smaller than a fingernail, he took the little bit and led him out of the cave.

Standing on the edge of the mountain road, Jory raised his voice and said, "I'll lend you the last poem now, you'd better have a way to get it!" ”

"Dot, let go of the last poem, and I'll give it back to you in a few days......"

He whispered a word to the side of the dot head, and Jory lifted the dot out of the air. Jory looked at its bewildered eyes, his heart was slightly sour, but his face nodded affirmatively.

In Jory's affirmative gaze, Dian Dian glanced at the most important poem very reluctantly, and slowly let go of his little hand. The flower body of the last poem is presented as a phantom, most of the substances in the world can not directly touch it, the heat turbulence can not touch the last poem, the milky white flower stem is separated from the little hand, the last poem will fall vertically.

The milky white flowers fall vertically, and at the end, the stems of the most long-term poems take root in the rocky ground by the lava lake.

Putting down the last poem, Jory immediately returned to the cave with Dot, he found a darker place in the cave and sat down, but seeing Dot's eyes that had been stunned at him, Jory finally noticed a little bit of abnormality, he grabbed his hair, swept a few glances over himself but didn't see anything abnormal.

"Will it be ......?"

There is something abnormal that does not look like himself, since this is the case, Jory only thought of the most common possibility, he panicked for a moment, and touched his fingers on the head of the dot: "...... Is it sick? ”

The fingers touched the little one's head, and the cold and soft touch reached Jory's fingertips, not quite like a sick look. Jory raised his body in distress and looked at its straight eyes, feeling a deep headache. Diandian couldn't speak, it was uncomfortable or what it wanted to express, and the communication barrier made it difficult for Jory to guess what Diandian thought.

There was such a moment when the little ancestor who worried him, and Qiao Li couldn't figure out what it was thinking, seeing a little stunned, Qiao Li stretched out his finger and teased a little bit.

"Mi ......"

Rubbing its fingertips against Dot's head, it shrunk its neck and rubbed Jory's fingers with its face in great enjoyment.

After calming a little bit for a while, feeling that something was not going on, Jory was also a lot more relieved. It put it down, sat down and began to construct an imagination of its ability to dissolve fog in its mind. Starting from the decomposition of the physical body into blood mist, to the separation of blood mist, the transfer of the main body's consciousness, and the control of blood atomization and coagulation......

The characteristics of blood have a stronger flexibility than rigidity, which is obviously not suitable for the standards of heavy weapons, too much flexibility, will be injured by their own force in the collision of weapons, then ...... Sword?

Stretching out his hand, a dark red mist gathered in Jori's hand, and slowly condensed into a slender short stick.

As soon as he glanced at this weapon, Jory thought of the Shadow Demon's Blackthorn for a moment, this short stick was the same as the Blackthorn they used, both focused on the Thrust, at that time when he was fighting with the Shadow Demon, Jory had hardly seen the Shadow Demon use the Blackthorn on other attacks other than the Thrust.

And while Jory was pondering the Blood Transformation Weapon, Diandian stretched out two slender legs and sat flat on the ground, holding a red fruit in its arms, and looking at Jory without blinking. (To be continued......)