"Don't want to run away!"

The big blue translucent hand poked out from the crack in the space, and grabbed Floren's position fiercely as if it had eyes, and the big hand sucked the surrounding things towards himself, Floren turned around unhurriedly, he grabbed the white figure with one hand and raised the magic sword with the other hand to slash at the big hand, temporarily knocking the big hand back, at this moment he opened the portal, and let the magic sword absorb the soul of the magic eye player on the sword, and then jumped into the portal.

The True Body of the Lord of Truth has not yet arrived, and he is also unable to carry out a space blockade, so if he is not intercepted this time, he naturally has no ability to continue to hunt him down.

Florent, who has returned to Hell, is not worried that the Lord of Truth will have the courage to rush into Hell, so the Lord of Truth should be more worried about whether he will be able to leave alive.

Demon Eye said apologetically: "Thank you, Lord Florent, for saving your life, but I'm afraid I won't be able to sneak into the Truth Society again after this exposure, I'm really sorry, but the magic sword of the adult who was actually harmed was damaged." ”

His body was destroyed, and it was still quite difficult to rebuild a new one, let alone whether the new body was suitable or not, but he also saw that the long sword in Floren's hand had a shocking crack, this weapon that could resist the clutches of the Lord of Truth was definitely expensive, and the repair cost should not be deducted from himself.

"Uncle Ben's precious body was injured because of you, young man, you know, it is necessary to compensate for something, and I still have to look at the mood to decide whether to let you go. The magic sword made a cheap sound, and then Floren gripped the hilt of the sword, and he didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

Floren said flatly: "Don't worry, this guy is underwhelmed, and he is hard and ruthless, he will recover after a while, and you'd better check whether your soul is finished, with this guy's plucking nature, maybe he will secretly deduct part of your soul to eat for yourself." ”

It can be seen that Florence has experienced a lot of similar things, no way, there is a shameful magic sword in his hand, and even if it is not necessary, he would rather fight with the enemy with his bare hands or take a big tree or cement pillar than use the magic sword, even if this magic sword is indeed quite strong, but strong and handsome are two different things, this guy often provokes opponents or exposes his old bottom, Florence is also very desperate, if it weren't for so many years of cooperation, he would have thrown this sword into a certain place where he can't see the light.

"Old man, it's very difficult to pretend to be serious, I know your nature, don't say it, let's get high, what are you afraid of, what do you do when you see the enemy, what truth is the lord, just chop it in half, you and my brothers are together, the world can go." The sword continued to rattle, and Florent thrust it back into its purpose-made scabbard in the hope that it would shut up for a moment.

The words of the magic sword sounded in Floren's heart: "Hey, how can this be, how can you bear to lock me in the scabbard, I'm worried about you, I really don't know the hearts of good people, you guy has been suppressed for so long, how can you restrain the burning desire to fight if you don't fight well, you really want to fight with that Lord of Truth, after all, that guy has been famous for a long time, and he is also the god stick you hate the most, how can you calm down if you don't blow up the war intent in his heart." ”

The magic sword is not wrong, he really wants to find someone to fight, the violent blood suppressed in the body is becoming more and more unbearable, the blood of the war demon is not so easy to cool down, and the instinct imprinted in the blood after seeing a strong enemy makes him want to move, but fortunately he can still restrain it.

"Maybe you can go to some decadent guy, yes, that's right, it's my best friend, the salted fish Carlos who understands a gentleman's hobby, that guy is a pervert who can restrain the blood-sucking urge of the blood demon, otherwise I haven't seen his thirst for blood once, the demon of perfection? The words of the magic sword gave Floren a little headache, but it was right, it really needed to restrain the war demon instinct a little.

"Let's go. "Floren put the demon sword behind his back, he has indeed been a little nervous recently, the characteristics of the war demon make him extremely combative, but his personality is also becoming more and more irritable, and self-cultivation is not suitable for him.

......

"Ha, Florent is coming to my house, this guy is not planning to come over to announce his personal vendetta, although he always discusses the topic of manhood with his magic sword, but this should not be enough to make him resent himself, is it because of other things? This guy shouldn't want to come to my territory to play games, shouldn't he, that serious-looking guy, won't he go home and stay after work?"

"What is the matter with that iron-faced and selfless Eastern Archon looking for you, it shouldn't be you, Carlos, whether it is tax evasion or rebellion, choose one for yourself. Hilariel looked at him curiously, after all, she hadn't seen Carlos and Florent playing a game together, even if it wasn't pleasant.

"We're friends in private, shouldn't he have come to me for these problems, wait, am I like that kind of demon? Haven't I always been a good lord who obeys the law? I always feel that Florent came to me to discuss important matters, but isn't it a truce?" Carlos complained, he felt that he was getting more and more decadent at home, maybe this was the state of salted fish.

"What, you're friends with that guy, that guy is a cold-faced killer, and how did you know each other, I don't know, I've wanted to complain since I used to, Carlos, are you a little too wide in the range of friends, it's strange. "Hilarily compared the two demons, the gap is too big, or two guys who are completely opposites, how can they make friends in this situation, not to mention that the difference in strength is so big.

"Maybe it's because I have the same love, for example, what type of girls I like, no, no, no, no, it's just that I like the same type of game, and I still have that game at home, and I don't know if I lost it when I was demolished last time (referring to O'Casey and their duel). ”

"You mean this game block? I just found it under the couch, with tooth marks and saliva on it, and it seems to have been used as a teething tool by Borrog or Steele. Hilarily pointed to the cube on the table, and Carlos looked helplessly at the crushed cube, he couldn't fix it.

"My game box!" The mournful cry even pierced through the house and outside, startling the three monsters.