The auction ends.

Xia Yu and Jiufen left each other's contact information, and left this disorderly land with the Yanzhao Demon and the Painted Skin Demon.

Woowoowoo......

The dark wind of bone spurs that freezes through the soul blows slowly from the depths of the demon world, pervasive, and the devil world in the middle of the night is beyond the scope of their understanding for ordinary world creatures, but for the devils, it is a way to survive and fall into the hibernation period of soul freezing.

Whoa!

The summer rain in the form of black smoke, like an invisible thing, wrapped around the shoulders of the painted skin, flew out dozens of meters with the easy jump of the painted skin, and the sound of "sigh" and "sigh" broke through the air, allowing the yin wind to blow the bodies of the two without the slightest impact.

The painting skin is because of the strong physique inside, and Xia Yu is because of the special life form of the bewitching devil, and all the damage is borne by the life box.

Under the eerie crescent moon in the sky, among the craggy rocks, you can see a few statue-like devils from time to time, falling into hibernation.

Occasionally, there are demon soldiers who walk alone in black smoke, and the lonely roar resounded across the land, passing to the distant unknown, but there was no response, lonely and cold.

The night of the devil's world is too monotonous, a dead world.

The outside world fears that the devil's world is strong, but it doesn't know the price of this power, and the devil's world yearns for the prosperity of the outside world, but it doesn't know that this prosperity is fragile.

Countless creatures advance for desire-hope, but they are buried on the path of desire-hope, and the cycle repeats.

"Master, you are now the number one demon general under the Great Power Lord, so what level do you belong to among the devil generals in those auctions?"

The journey was too lonely, and the painting skin moved forward without saying a word, Xia Yu couldn't help it, and took the initiative to ask.

At this time, Xia Yu finally realized what the ghost had said, in the long time, most devils will find their own interests.

"When you're strong enough, go soul sensing for yourself. ”

After a pause, Painted Skin continued, "The truly powerful demon generals are all waiting to be recruited by the Night Stalker. ”

"What are you waiting for the Night Stalker to summon?"

Xia Yu couldn't wait to ask.

After jumping from a jagged rock to the gravel black sand dozens of meters away, the painting skin jumped up again and glanced at Xia Yu.

"It's useless to ask that. Looking around, the hunger level of these minions, the lord war should not be too long, no matter whether the wild mushroom can open the devil's door or not, the giant lord will definitely participate in the war in order to expand his prestige. If you have the heart, grow up quickly, if you can protect the ghost and let it survive the war, the soul of the next world harvest after the lord's war, my share of the soul belongs to you. ”

Painted skin cares so much about ghosts?

It seems that the ghost's usual sycophants are not in vain.

The lord war, Xia Yu knows.

Generally speaking, the souls stored in the body of the devil servant will be very scarce, and the lord's rules must be observed in the lord's territory, and they cannot kill each other, and if they violate the rules, they are likely to be killed by nearby demon soldiers and demon generals, but the injured will not receive any compensation.

Some desperate devil servants will go to the disorderly place between the devil lords to seek a glimmer of life, but when this phenomenon is more common, the devil lords will start a large-scale killing and plundering war under the auspices of their demon kings, and the victors will undoubtedly live stronger in the future.

Painted Skin actually promised herself that if the lord helped the ghost survive the war, she would get the benefits of the next bewitching world?

After deducting the nine shares of the Great Power Lord, that is to say, from one-twentieth of the income, to one-tenth, doubling?

Driven by interests, Xia Yu couldn't wait for the war that didn't care about the bewitching devil.

......

When Painted Skin and Xia Yu returned to the Great Power Lord's territory, it was already a few days later in the freezing night.

Inside the huge crater, countless lickers are sleeping deeply, and even some powerful lickers don't want to be active in the cold and late night.

Compared to the barrenness of many parts of the devil's world, there is not a single ghost shadow seen for a long time, and the painting skin is really a good place.

"Oh, my dear master, you are finally back! I haven't seen you for six hundred years, and the thought of you really makes me feel lonely like never before, and I wonder what is the point of my life when I lose you?"

At the gate of the cave in the middle of the lake at the bottom of the crater, the ghost who was smoking bone meal turned into cyan smoke and flew in after seeing the painted skin and the summer rain.

"Scared!"

Shouting out sensual words, the ghost circled around the painted skin, as if admiring the most beautiful gem in the world, and screamed.

"Master, this dress of yours is simply the most wonderful work of art in the devil's world! Those savage devils who know only the pursuit of power, are like dirty and lowly earth in the face of your noble elegance! Your beauty, your nobility, let me fascinate you, oh...... I'm even a little jealous of myself, I'm so lucky to be your servant, I'm the luckiest devil in the world!"

After lurking in the world of Leiluo for a long time, I haven't heard the words of the ghost for a long time, and Xia Yu has a chill.

This guy has a lot of potential as a demagogue, but it's a pity.

Maybe you should learn from it yourself?

"Yes, master, your beautiful ......"

As soon as Xia Yu was halfway through speaking, the ghost interjected: "Ah, master, I finally know why you chose me to be your faithful servant in the first place, because in this world, those ordinary people and ordinary ghosts can't appreciate your art at all, and no matter how much praise they say, it's just flattery, unlike me, who really experience your art, is so wonderful." ”

Xia Yu's words were completely blocked.

This guy, do you still think you're robbing the favor of the painted skin?

Or is it because of its own special value that it feels in crisis?

"Wow, Xia Yu, look at you, what does the master's smile look like?"

In the midst of depression, the ghost seemed to be keenly aware of Xia Yu's state, and was pulled into the topic by Xia Yu, Xia Yu hurriedly cooperated: "Like this bud that is budding?"

The black smoke-like summer rain pointed to the flower pot in the hand of the painted skin.

The ghost said: "I think the master's smile, from the side, looks like the water of this pool, young and pure, without a trace of impurities, giving life to the devil." But from the front, it looks like a magic moon in the sky, cold and elegant, luxurious and extraordinary, overlooking all living beings. Looking up from below, it looks like ......"

It can be seen that if no one interrupts, if the ghost is alone, the smile of the painted skin alone may be able to praise a few blood hours.

If you are attached to a powerful person in the future, the flattering dog-legged host, you can learn from this guy, how to say how to be numb, don't be sensitive, and speak as if it is natural.

In this way, the ghost accompanied the painting skin to the depths of the cavern.

Xia Yu was a devil, staying alone at the door of the cave, looking at the place where the ghost rubbed the bone meal, and then at the countless licking devils in the distance, and secretly pondering.

The night in the devil's world is so quiet that it's easy to get into deep thought.

After a while, the ghost floated out of the depths of the cave and came to the side of Xia Yu at the entrance of the cave, grinding bone meal with "squeak" and "squeak".

"Look at the good mood of the adults, your first soul harvests the world, how is the harvest?"

"It's okay, if it weren't for those two bewitching demons who suddenly appeared in the end, the harvest should be more. ”

Xia Yu responded lazily.

Chirping......

Uncontrollable moaning sounds, the ghost enjoyed the bone meal that burned like gunpowder in its body, and it took a while to come to its senses.

Continuing to grind the bone meal, the ghost said: "Don't panic, accidents often happen, what is this matter, anyway, time has no meaning for us." If you look at the bewitching demons under the lord's hands, I don't know how many times they have come back for nothing. ”

"Huh?"

Xia Yu was stunned, why was this so?

"It's not his stinky fault, it's not that demagogy is art, but he likes to see the eyes of those creatures who adore him, love himself, and are willing to give everything to himself. ”

The ghost's words made Xia Yu wonder, "Won't Lord Lord be angry?"

"It's useless to be angry, it's just that stinky problem, and I've been used to it for so many years. But the stinky problem is the stinky problem, the lord's bewitching devil, as long as it has been lurking in a world for a long time, it can generally open the devil's door, and it has been more than two hundred years since this time, so it is estimated that it is about the same, right?"

A demagogic devil who fails and gains nothing, and success will inevitably open the door of the devil?

No wonder the lord had spoken of its stinky temper before.

For this real bewitching devil and wild mushroom senior, Xia Yu is indeed very curious, but he wants to get to know him well and ask for advice.