God Level Demon

“What's the matter? Ten hell stones isn't enough. You want to blackmail me? ”

Xia Ping glanced.

Malgobi, who is blackmailing who? Speak the opposite way.

That demon is so angry, he has never seen such arrogant demons in his life. In front of so many demons, he dares to blatantly extort here, it is disgraceful.

He can't wait to slap it up and let the bastard know what blood is for.

“Brother, don't be impulsive, this guy is a bad luck demon. If you get caught up in it, you won't die long enough. So much for the hell of a stone, you better stop the disaster with your money. ”

At this moment, the ancient demon next to him grabbed it and pronounced it in secret.

What?!

Upon hearing this, the demon struck a spirit, as if it had been thrown down a barrel of ice water from head to toe, from the beginning to toe, trembling all over his body.

The anger, which was full of cavities, disappeared suddenly, replacing it with fear.

Yeah, this is the famous bad luck guy.

It suddenly remembers the identity of the other bad luck demon. If it is against each other in the end, isn't it cold? Hell is big, but who else can save it?

Without a doubt, the only way to stop the disaster is to destroy the money. If you continue to get involved, you can sell it to the demon without selling it, but you will definitely get yourself into trouble.

If there is more bad luck on the outside, perhaps it can be stopped by its strength.

But this is near the ruins of the demon. Normally, even if there is no bad luck, it is nine deaths and a lifetime. If there is more bad luck, it is probably the kind of 10 deaths and no life.

Honestly, it can't go through with anyone, but it can't go through with this wretch, otherwise it's suicide.

Thinking about it, where does the devil dare to linger here? He hastily said: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ”

“Really? You're giving it away for nothing?! ”

Xiaping's eyes suddenly lit.

When the demon hears this, he can't wait to suck himself to death, so he can't die without saying so. Isn't that what you want to die for?

I also got ten hell stones before, but it's also a meal money.

Now that we've lost ten hell stones, we have to give them all to this demon for nothing.

His face is green now, but he can't regret it, and if it drives the demon mad, I'm afraid these hell stones won't be able to fix it.

There was no way, it had to send these treasures for nothing: "Now that all grown-ups are willing, these treasures are naturally given for nothing, so what's the point of this? ”

It feels like it's saying these things, it's dripping blood in its heart, and there's a damn demon cutting his heart one by one, don't mention how heartache it it is.

“Oops, you're welcome, this demon brother gave me so many good things the first time I met him, how embarrassing. But since it was the brothers' will, I was disrespectful. ”

Xia Ping Da La said that his face was so thick, it was more indestructible than even the ultimate sacred instrument, like this white gift, it was not white don't.

This is bullshit. This is bullshit.

The demon couldn't help but smash the bastard into pieces, clearly it was a robbery, dare to say it was his own heart, never saw such a brazen bastard.

“Oops, this demon brother, I see your stall is good, how many hell stones a piece, don't you want money like that demon brother too? ”

Xia Ping searched all the stalls of the first demon with satisfaction. He came to the stalls of the second demon and looked at each other with very pure eyes.

Don't give me any money! You don't need money to sell things at home, who's out doing business for charity.

The second demon's heart is also dripping blood, and he can't help but suck it dozens of times.

Obviously, this bitch also seems to be after herself. Why is she so unlucky today? Why does she have to come out of the tide to set up a stall?!

But seeing Xiaping's kind eyes, how dare he say a word, just now Xiaping made countless demons stop, at the same time without the power of revolting turning around, but scared it cold.

If this Sha Xing were to be targeted, it would not be so simple to lose something today. Perhaps even his own little life would be lost in the ruins of the demon.

“Yes, by chance, you said, and like that brother, I don't need money for what's in my stall. Today I'm out to be charitable, to the benefit of the public. ”

The second demon grins his teeth and speaks these words against his conscience.

Many demons hear twitches in the corner of their mouths, and look at this unlucky child. They've seen demons come out for charity in their lives. The term charity never appears in the demon's dictionary.

But forced by this bad luck demon, each of them has become a grandson. Where dare you say a word, it is against your conscience to say such words.

Don't mention how much they hold their hearts, even if they are treated as cannon ash by higher demons.

“I didn't expect you to be so kind, bro. It's really the only scorpion shit in our demon. In that case, I'll laugh. Next time we'll have a drink together. ”

"You're welcome to empty the treasure from the second booth," said Xiaping Da La.

The second demon's inner Qi, it was deep down inside, stabbed Xiaping this dwarf with a needle not knowing how many times, cursed with the most vicious curse of hell this demon without face.

“Oops, bro, they're all here. What else have you got for me, a big bag? Are you worried I don't have anything at home? ”

Xia Ping's eyes turned and stared at the third demon.

“No!”

The third demon collapsed, and he wanted to cry, and he wanted to take the opportunity to pack his stall treasure away, away from this shameless doomsday, and escape.

Nevertheless, it underestimated the face of the wretched demon, and did not even describe the behavior enough. It also considered its own packing as a gift to his family.

It doesn't even have that idea.

“Oh, really, what are you so polite about? Don't bring gifts next time you see me, or I'll be angry, but this time, the unknown are not guilty. ”

Before Xiaping went on, he packed up the third demon's stall and left it with no drip left, not even a hair.

“No!”

The third demon wants to cry without tears, and his inner hold is simply incapable of being described in any language.