"Oh, tell me about it. Mirika was also interested in listening.

Luxon turned to Daddy Hart and smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Hart, I'm not interested in your daughters, I'll try to get you out, and I'll help you recover, make you strong and strong, like a young man, and work every night." ”

Milika smiled coldly after hearing this, "You are really delusional, and you have already crossed the line, this is not the city of ghost caves, this is the city of swamps, and the territory of the Blood Rakshasa Order!"

There is a tacit understanding between our order and the order, whoever has the lord's psychic demon will own the entire dungeon, and other orders must not put their hands in, otherwise it will provoke war. ”

Luxon laughed, "That's true, but if the Swamp King's psychic is dead, or if he abuses his psychic powers to become an evil god." In this case, this hell dungeon will turn back into a borderland, and the lord will find new psychic demons, which means that everyone has a chance again, right? ”

Mirika was furious and shouted at him, "What nonsense are you talking about! How could our psychic die?"

Luxon smiled again, "You probably haven't received information for a long time, how do you know he's still alive and sound?"

Mirika also smiled, "The identity of the Holy Son is extremely hidden, except for the sect leader and a few Great Elders, no one can know who the Holy Son is, how can you know about the Holy Son, so you are talking nonsense." ”

Luxon smiled, "Okay, I'll guess it." How long are you going to lock me up, and you're not afraid that I'll escape from prison? I'm the kind of person who has been naughty and mischievous since I was a child, and I'm afraid this dungeon won't be able to keep me in prison. ”

Mirika sneered, "This place has already been spelled, unless you have forbidden power, you don't want to get out of here." I'll lock you up here for the time being, so that you can exchange hostages with your group later, your status should not be low, and it's a good bargaining chip. ”

"Thank you for your attention, thank you very much. ”

"Okay, you rest first, I'll come to see you regularly. ”

After Mirika finished speaking, the projection slowly blurred.

"Hey, wait, can you prepare a good set of Simmons and quilts for me, and a few good bottles...... It's terrible, she's too impatient, and she's not very suitable for being a good housekeeper like this. ”

Luxon waved his hand at the place where the projection just now was already air, and the projection disappeared completely.

"This woman is very difficult to deal with. Luxon gave her a conclusion.

Daddy Hart enlightened him, "She's like that, as long as you don't make a lot of noise, she'll meet all your requests." ”

"Is that included?" asked Luxon, turning his head.

"Yes, she is actually very gentle and considerate of men. ”

"Did you have a bed with her?" said Luxon in surprise.

"That was a long time ago. Daddy Hart was obviously reluctant to continue, and he was about to close his eyes in a way that he could not look back on.

"I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have inquired about other people's privacy. ”

......

Luxon simply looked around and inspected his new home.

When he walked back, he couldn't help but try to talk to Daddy Hart about the taboo subject again.

"Why is there a little torture device in that little room over there, do you still have that hobby, or do you have to use those things to have fun again?"

Daddy Hart shook his head, not angry, "That's Andes's brute, he deliberately came to me off." ”

Luxon nodded, "Understood, that is, Andes is a member of the Blood Rakshasa Order, he will visit you regularly, and by the way, he cares about his sisters, he is really a filial child." ”

Daddy Hart sighed helplessly, tantamount to admitting.

Luxon couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Alas, your group is too chaotic, and it is indeed a rising star who acts recklessly and recklessly. Unlike our Ghost Cave Boys' Order, which is an old order, the order is basically made up of two-hundred-year-old boys like me, so we are very disciplined and disciplined.

Daddy Hart suddenly asked him, "Why are you here? Could it be that the Cave Boy is going to war with the Blood Rakshasa and are you really sure that the Psychic Demons of the Lord of the Swamp are dead?"

"No, I didn't say that, I just said ...... Things may change. ”

"What the hell is going to happen, is it...... Is there really going to war?"

Luxon thought about it for a while, but still told him, "You guessed accurately, there is indeed going to be a war, there will be a little friction first, and then it may be a big war, so it's still early, don't worry too much." ”

Daddy Hart anxiously asked, "Is it the kind of super war between dungeons and dungeons, or the blood war between demon gods and demon gods, or the battle between small towns?"

"It's a blood war. Luxon replied carefully.

Daddy Hart shook his head desperately, and said bitterly: "It's terrible, that will kill a lot of people, I'm afraid it will involve the descendants of the Demon God Lord, those disgusting ghouls, terrifying skeleton legions, and snakemen, lizardmen, wormmen, shamans, ghosts and witches." Those monsters that are usually invisible and hidden deep underground will probably crawl out of the abyss, and the inhabitants of Arkham Town are afraid that the end is coming!"

Luxon explained: "Once a new demon god is born, there will naturally be worshippers and careerists desperately trying to curry favor with him, and blood wars are inevitable. ”

Father Hart was worried, "Do you think these small towns on the southern fringes will be involved in war?"

"Yes, Mr. Hart, and believe me, I'm going to get involved in the war. And if you think about it, this area is very close to Palm City, and it is a territory that the Blood Rakshasa Order has always wanted to consolidate.

They couldn't do anything about him when the Dragon King was there, but now that the Dragon King is gone, there are only Xu Sangon left to bet on that kid, and he must not be able to resist the thoughts of several other towns.

What's more, it's not just between our Sect and the Order, but also the other forces in the Spirit Hell Dungeon, the Nine Yin Sect, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and the Xiaoyao Tower......"

Father Hart sighed, "Alas, I have known for a long time that this place will fall sooner or later, and the inhabitants of our Hellland Dungeon will die at the hands of you bastards if they do not survive to be devoured by the Demon God Lord." You are executioners, butchers, and the true God will never forgive you!"

Luxon made an apologetic expression and smiled again: "You are also too negative, things are not necessarily as bad as you think." ”

......

Mirika returned to her room.

There was already someone waiting for her in the room.

And the people who were waiting for her had already gotten into the bed and were waiting for her.

This person is the old Hart dad who was in the reception room before, the younger Hart daddy, the forty or fifty-year-old Hart daddy.

Mirika took off her coat and burrowed into the covers.

Daddy Hart asked her, "Why didn't you kill him?"

Mirika snorted, "Honey, why should I be in a hurry to kill him?"

"Aren't you worried about long nights and dreams?"

"You'll leave that alone, okay?" said Mirika softly.

Daddy Hart sighed, "Well, I really don't understand you women, why do you keep that Hart? and keep him in the dungeon, do you already know that one day someone will suddenly come to the door like the guest just now, so you don't know the prophet?"

Mirika rolled over, lay on top of him, played with his beard, and said with a coquettish smile: "Yes, dear father, I have to do this, will you try to understand my plight?"

Daddy Hart was furious and whispered to her, "You're such a pervert, please don't call me Daddy." Please, my reputation has ruined you, everyone outside is scolding me for being a strong criminal and a random criminal, but I am obviously innocent, I am not messing around with my daughters at all, you know this best!"

Mirika pouted and said, "Okay, dear Mr. Hart, forgive me, it's all my fault that you have been wronged. ”

Father Hart said indignantly, "What is the purpose of what you are doing this, is it to make up for your regrets in life?" Listen, Mirika, your idea is so wicked, you must fix it as soon as possible!"

"Okay, I'll fix it slowly. ”

"How long and for how long are you going to keep him?"

Mirika said seriously, "I have to try to get that Hart to find out what he wanted to do, see if he has something to do with the capture of the newborn demon god, and then give him some false news before I can design to get him out of here." ”

Daddy Hart was angry, "So, you're going to let Mi Rika do this? It's too risky, you're not the Demon Slave of the Swamp King, you're the Demon God's Demon Slave, it's too dangerous for you to do this!"

Mirika reassured him, "Don't worry, he will definitely mistake Mi Rika for a dreamwalker and can't lie, but in fact, he is very wrong, Mi Rika is a dangerous assassin." Right, Mi Rika?"

After Mirika finished speaking, she deliberately looked under the bed over there.

Daddy Hart hurriedly raised his eyes to look over there.