Ten thousand years ago, when the distribution of forces in Tianyuan Continent became stable, the lord of the Demon King Hall brought back two little demons from outside, both of whom were descendants of the great demons who died in the battle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Among them, the little wild bear became famous in the Demon King Hall with his short temper and conspicuous red hair, and was named Chihuo by the hall master.

The other Gripen imp was notoriously honest and had no other specialties, and was finally named the Green Lion by the hall master's idiot-like naming ability, which made Chihuo laugh at him for a long time.

However, the green lion didn't feel anything wrong, so he kept using the name, and so did Chihuo.

Because of their identity as descendants of the Great Demon, no one bullied them at the beginning, but there were no elders to take care of them, even if they were brought back by the hall master, they were only in the middle of the stream in terms of treatment.

As time passed, many demon clans that were stronger than their bloodline began to make things difficult for the two of them, either because of treatment or because of race.

Many times, the short-tempered Chihuo would be pressed to the ground by a group of demons and beaten wildly, and he was bruised all over his body.

But he just didn't give in, he still cursed them when those demon clans beat him, and the occasional ground thorn released hurt a lot of little demons, so that he was even more vicious.

As a good old demon, the green lion has no inheritance of his parents' domineering spirit at all, and he is often obedient in the face of bullying from other demon clans, and sometimes the resources he uses for cultivation will be snatched away.

If it weren't for Chihuo seeing that they were picked up together and taking care of him occasionally, I'm afraid this coward would have been thrown into the sea and drowned.

"Can you be brave, such a scumbag is simply an insult to the blood of the lion clan. ”

Chihuo sat on the seashore, reprimanding the green lion in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel, and he just agreed to it, no wonder even the guys of the dog clan dared to bully him.

He didn't understand, as a hybrid of the Eagle Clan and the Lion Clan, he was able to become a strong man of the younger generation after inheriting the advantages of the two races at the same time.

But because of that cowardly character, even the lowest-level little demon dares to ride on his head now.

The Eagle Clan is known for its ferocity, and the Leon Clan is known for its domineering, but these two points are not reflected in him at all, is the half-breed destined to be flawed?

Damn, Chihuo didn't believe it, he was tired of taking care of this poor worm, and he must let this guy awaken the self in his blood.

"Let's gamble with our lives!"

Gambling with their lives was the most formal declaration of battle at that time, and even their juniors were infected with this habit.

Moreover, because of the rule that they must not refuse to fight, this has become the reason for those demon clans to bully them, and many demons run in front of them every day to shout this declaration, causing them to often have old wounds that have not healed, and new wounds have been added.

"Good..."

A weak voice came from the green lion's mouth, and after speaking, he hugged his head and curled up his wings to protect himself.

Seeing his cowardice, Chihuo's heart was furious.

He didn't use his own bear claws, but kept beating the green lion's head with thick bear paws, and even with the protection of his claws, he was beaten to the point of dizziness.

A lost consciousness, and Chihuo seized the opportunity, directly knocked him to the ground, and beat him to the head.

"You fight back, fight back!"

"If you don't resist again, I will kill you, anyway, you have accepted the battle of life and death, even if you are killed, I will not be punished by the hall master. ”

In the past, although those guys shouted to gamble their lives, their hearts were still too immature in the end, and at most they would make two heavy hits.

But Chihuo is different, since he was born, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, no matter who it is, even the hall master who adopted him will not give face.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that Chihuo's hands have been stained with the blood of the demon clan.

The green lion still remembers that one day, Chihuo was lucky enough to get a finger-sized high-grade spirit crystal from an elder of the Barbarian Bear Clan, which was known by other demon clan imps and brought dozens of people to grab it.

Xu is long-pent-up anger erupted, and he killed a demon cultivator of the Green Dog Clan on the spot at the cost of serious injuries, and even devoured his demon pill.

When he stood on the demon arena covered in blood, all the demon cultivators who were watching him trembled and fled from the Shura arena in embarrassment.

Since then, no demon cultivator dared to mention that battle declaration in front of him, because he really dared to kill his fellow clansmen.

The Leo who witnessed that battle was no exception, and in the face of his attacks, he also gritted his teeth and wanted to fight him.

Obviously, he had already exposed his claws, but he was never able to swing the claw that broke the restraints, and in the end, he only faltered to resist the attack of the red fire.

"Ha, ha..."

Looking at the green lion who had been beaten to the original shape, Chihuo shook the blood on his claws in disgust.

"Bastard, why don't you fight back, why?"

The mad Red Fire kicked the green lion twice, and he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, spraying the ground with purple flames.

As if resigned to his fate, Chihuo sat helplessly beside the dying green lion, looking at the sun that was about to sink in the sky with complicated eyes.

"Obviously you have the best bloodline inheritance among us, the most prominent family background, but can you tell me why you are so useless, you don't even have the courage to wave your claws at the enemy!"

However, the green lion could no longer answer him, he had lost a lot of blood and serious internal injuries, and even showed signs of intracranial hemorrhage, his breath of life was already extremely weak, if Chihuo hadn't stopped in time, he would have been killed by now.

After seeing enough of the sunset, Chihuo moved the green lion to the medical hall in the Demon King's Palace, and left him to fend for himself.

After that, they didn't communicate again, only occasionally heard from each other, such as Chihuo defeated so-and-so, the green lion was bullied by so-and-so, and the two guys who started from the same starting point went to two diametrically opposed extremes on the day they parted ways.

Later, they successively stepped into the Jindan period and became a member of the demon king hall war demons, going to various battlefields to fight bloody battles to quell the war there.

Perhaps it was providence, they met again on the battlefield after a hundred years of separation.

"Whew!"

A claw smashed the alien's head, and the white mixed with blood splashed on his body, but he was used to it, or rather numb.

I don't know how many guys have died under his claws over the years, and the name of the Red Demon makes him flee every time he arrives on the battlefield.

Occasionally, a few guys with extraordinary strength come to shout and provoke, trying to use him as a stepping stone to become famous, but they will not end much better.

"The thousandth and one!"

Swallowing the opponent's golden pill into his mouth, Red Fire bared his blood-stained fangs and stared at the defeated Terran army in the distance.

"You're here!"