Chapter 652: The Demon King's Heart (1)
The old black man looked at Côte d'Ivoire in astonishment and asked curiously, "Is this thing peeing? Why is the dirty water flowing?"
"Patriarch, I guess this direction should be the mouth, he seems to be drooling. ”
"Drooling?" the old man thought for a moment, "I'm also bleeding, why isn't it as big as his? Who is going to eat whom?" I think he seems to want to eat us more. What the hell did you catch and come back?"
"I don't know, the four of us just met him up there and got him back directly. It looks a lot like us, but not quite like us, so we wanted to get it back and let you see if you can eat it. If you nod your head, we'll roast him right away. I know your favorite part of eating little JJ and chrysanthemums, and we'll definitely leave it to you. ”
"Okay, let's roast it. It's not easy to survive in this world, don't be picky eaters, just eat if you can. ”
"Yes. ”
'Little hands, you're more knowledgeable, what the hell are these guys talking about?'
'I don't know, but I reckon you're going to have to do it, because they've already lifted you to the fire. ’
Côte d'Ivoire nodded, "It's time too, I'm not afraid of fire, I'm just worried that this suit will be burned." ’
With a little force, Côte d'Ivoire directly broke all the ropes tied to his body, and then stood in front of the four black men and stared at them with fierce eyes.
The entire camp was stunned, they had never seen anything like this before. Even if the effectiveness of the poisoned arrows is a little less effective and the prey suddenly comes to its senses, it is absolutely impossible to break free from these ropes. Everyone took up their weapons and turned on Côte d'Ivoire.
The camp seemed to be very old, as were the weapons they used. It's all stone tools or sticks. Nothing else. This is supposed to be a very barbaric people. However, if you can get the technique of a blowpipe, you must be slowly starting to enter civilization.
"Guys, I'm just a passerby. It's too hot up there, I want to drink some water, take some with me by the way, that's all, nothing else. There is an underground water vein here, and this water is inexhaustible. Can you give me some to get on my way? ”
As Côte d'Ivoire spoke, countless blowpipes were fired at the same time, almost tying him to a hedgehog. At the same time, numerous stone axes and sticks were coming at Côte d'Ivoire.
Côte d'Ivoire really had no choice, so he stretched out his hand very politely: "Everyone, ranks, everyone, I am the ancient black dragon Nidhogg, I am the eater of the World Tree, the dragon who ushered in Ragnarok, the king of the underworld of Hull." Can you badgets hurt me? I don't want to kill more, I'm only here to visit my mother. Muffel and the others would like to give my own flesh and blood as a gift for my family visits?"
"Côte d'Ivoire, don't you make a fuss?"
"Who is making trouble? Are they making trouble? I already know the reason, move with emotion, and have this statement advantageous, reasonable, and modest, both soft and hard, do I seem to be making trouble? These rude people are still blowing on my head with axes, do you think I should destroy them all?" Côte d'Ivoire is very angry, what I just said is very good, these people not only did not hear it, but even cut it to their side, is there any reason for this? Are they still sensible? They all told them that they were Nidhogg, and no matter how uneducated they were, they should know who they could mess with and who they couldn't mess with.
Little Hand said depressedly, "Nonsense, can you hear them?"
"No, what's wrong?" Côte d'Ivoire is also quite strange, what does it mean for the little hand to say these words at this time?
"You can't understand them, and they certainly can't understand you. ”
"Why?" said Côte d'Ivoire, "I really can't understand them, because I haven't learned their language, but how can they not understand me? ”
As he spoke, all the axes and sticks were on the body of Côte d'Ivoire, and the level of Côte d'Ivoire was definitely not within the comprehension of these barbarians, and these things had already shattered on their own without touching the body of Côte d'Ivoire. Of course, the poisoned arrows that pierced his body also began to melt.
Because the toxicity of these things is too small, Côte d'Ivoire has the poison of the ancient poisonous dragon, which is the most poisonous thing in the world, and he usually does not dare to use his poison to fight. If you fight with poison, the battlefield will never be alive, and no plant or animal can survive in the place where they have used poison.
The blacks were stupid, they never thought they would catch such a thing. Of course, it's not a strange thing that poisoned arrows can't hurt him, and it's nothing if the giant axe, wooden stick, and giant hammer can't hurt him, but he can actually talk to his little JJ? This is definitely the most special ability and the most powerful race in the world.
In fact, Côte d'Ivoire was just talking to the little hand, but the little hand was hiding in the Ivorian trouser bag, and in order to ensure that he would not be made to sway left and right when he was walking in Côte d'Ivoire, the little hand kept grabbing the thigh of Côte d'Ivoire. From the outside, it really looks like Côte d'Ivoire is talking to its little JJ.
All the blacks didn't attack anymore because they had never seen a person who could talk to their little JJ, if little JJ was sane...... Forward, back, left, right, right, jump, move, turn in a circle, and do it again. What a powerful force this is? With this power, even if you die quickly, it is worth it, as long as you have a shot before you die, you will have no regrets in your life.
The old black man was the first to run over and kneel in front of Côte d'Ivoire, and bowed to the ground with all his body pouting: "The great god is below, please accept the small one." Our foolish people do not know the power of the great gods, and if there is any offense, it will be difficult to die. I only ask the great god not to give up, teach us the foolish people how to talk to little JJ, and we will build temples and plastic golden bodies for the great gods, and worship everything. ”
Seeing that the old black man knelt down, and that the words just now spoke the hearts of all the men, women, and children of the whole clan, they all immediately knelt down and did not dare to enter Côte d'Ivoire again. Of course, as a great god, it is only natural that Côte d'Ivoire can withstand a stone axe and a stone hammer. The other clansmen are not stupid, seeing that everyone is invulnerable, whether he is a true god or a false god, no matter whether he can teach everyone how to talk to little JJ, he should give up, because he can't beat others.
Of course, Côte d'Ivoire still didn't understand what the old man was saying, but Côte d'Ivoire did understand something, and these people were too slow to react. They fought for as long as they spoke, and finally seemed to realize that they knew that they were the sons of Nidhogg, so they respected themselves so much. So these people should be able to understand themselves, but they can't understand what they say.
"Everyone, this king is very happy to learn that you can understand my mind, and the widow will not open the killing ring today. ”
"Don't you pretend to be B, okay? They don't understand what you're saying, I guess they just saw that you couldn't move and were scared, thinking you were a god. The little hand spoke in the pants bag again, and excited these black people, this great god can really communicate with his little JJ, this ability is definitely needed and envied by all men in the world. As long as you get this ability, you will never be in vain.
Côte d'Ivoire looked at these people and felt a little scared, because these people were staring excitedly at the right of their left leg, the left side of their right leg, the top of their knees, and the bottom of their navel. What does that mean?
Not only is he looking at it excitedly, but he is also drooling from time to time, how can this state be so similar to the state of drooling while staring at those Z-cup sisters......?
Côte d'Ivoire suddenly tightened, these guys shouldn't be coming for their virgin membranes. Although he has a few wives, his private life is very clean, and he has never touched a man, and he has never been touched by a man.
I am different from the pervert of Kirstin, and I have no interest in Kirstin's hobby of killing both men and women. What's more, even Kirsten should be the attacker, and he is definitely not a small victim. Therefore, he must also protect the integrity of the virgin membrane, and must not be robbed of his virginity by this group of savages.
"It's really a hassle to not speak to each other. "Côte d'Ivoire was in the midst of a dilemma when a very urgent voice was heard.
‘Кот-дИвуара?? зоветменя?’
It was not only Côte d'Ivoire that heard it, but also the little hands and the savages. Because these sounds did not travel in the air, but directly in the brain, everyone seemed to be shocked.
"Jesse, Jesse asked me to summon her, as if she was in trouble, and just had her come and translate for me. Côte d'Ivoire immediately pointed to the man kneeling in front of him: "Wait a while, wait for a while, and wait for the widow to cast a spell and summon the messenger to relieve your mind." ”
Côte d'Ivoire is getting more and more in shape, and the feeling of vanity, the joy of being worshipped, is unimaginable. Côte d'Ivoire had never been treated like this before, and today it was suddenly worshipped, and it was sincerely, and it felt like my heart was about to swell, and there was a hot current in my body as if it was about to burn all the internal organs.
At this moment, Côte d'Ivoire understood one thing, he was indeed the material for being a demon king, a natural demon king. There is no reason at all, it is just that I like to be worshipped, no matter whether the words are true or false, no matter what the other party has, and even I can't understand what they say. But when you are worshipped by them, your inner feeling will not deceive you. I love the feeling, I love the feeling of being on my knees and worshiping me, I love the feeling of having everybody surrender at my feet. (To be continued......)