Chapter 691: Reached out and grabbed the Little Angel

Anthony said with a smile: "Beauty God Fist only hits enemies and our own people. Are you an enemy? Or our own people?"

"Our own people, our own people, I am a believer of Lord Demon King, authentic own people," Pink Skirt said, patting her chest.

Anthony ignored the dazzling white tenderness. Succubi are naturally charming, and every move is exerting charm. Sometimes it's not intentional, it's instinct.

"Hehe, you are already very charming, you don't need Beauty God Fist," Anthony avoided the statement of 'our own people', the subtext is that he doesn't think she is our own people.

But the succubus's brain circuit obviously didn't turn like this, only to see her say resentfully: "You lie, if there is really charm, you won't even look at others."

Anthony said calmly: "I am too old, I have the heart but not the strength, I can't get up."

Pink Skirt breathed a sigh of relief: "So you are worried about this, don't worry, I have blood-thirsty potion, berserk potion, petrified sponge technique..."

Anthony said with a straight face: "I don't like females."

Pink Skirt was even more relieved: "So it's for this reason, it's okay, I can transform."

"I am still a bitter cultivator, enduring hardship, and cannot communicate," Anthony said.

Pink Skirt patted her waist and hips: "Great, bitter cultivator is even better, the consciousness must be firm. I solemnly introduce to you our succubus's spiritual communication posture. As long as you improve the compatibility, you don't need to communicate, you only need to entangle your consciousness to have children. Even if you are a bone man, it's okay. Please let me have children for you."

"No, my faith belongs to my Lord, and I cannot be compatible with you. Give up," Anthony was unmoved and responded skillfully.

Pink Skirt was angry: "You are not a man!"

Anthony said calmly: "How do you know, I am not a human."

Pink Skirt was defeated and ran out angrily.

Anthony turned his head, only to see Ang, Negris, Lightning, Little Angel, Little Zombie, and Little Demon King all huddled in a pile behind him, stretching their necks with gossiping expressions.

Anthony was crying and laughing. It's fine for others: "Lord, why are you like this too?"

Ang tilted his head: "Curious, you, want to 'ride a dragon'?"

"Pfft—" Negris sprayed, couldn't help roaring: "'Ride a dragon' is not a word! Ah ah ah, damn, they brought Ang bad. That year I said I wanted to ride a dragon, and then he treated riding a dragon as a word. It must be Lu Se who taught him. Go back and confiscate all his sweet beets."

Anthony immediately understood what 'ride a dragon' meant and shook his head with a smile: "No, the road to the other shore is lonely, and a partner will only affect my speed of planting vegetables."

Ang might not understand other things, but he understood planting vegetables immediately and nodded in realization.

Pink Skirt, who left the room, poked her head in again and said angrily: "You'd better disguise yourself, there are demons everywhere outside."

Ang took out the scarecrow hat and put it on his head. His appearance changed immediately, turning into the appearance of another human. Ang twisted the hat again, conjured an eagle, and then conjured a high-rank demon, which was very similar to the Terror Lord Black Smoke Circle. Obviously, Ang conjured it according to Black Smoke Circle's appearance.

Anthony took out a thick cloak, put it on his body, and sprayed some demon blood on his armpits and cloak, immediately emitting a strong demon smell.

Negris smelled the familiar aura and was surprised: "Black Smoke Circle's blood? You killed it?"

"How could it be, I bought it. After Black Smoke Circle gave up the fat field, the Lord stopped paying attention to it, so it lost most of the team's benefits and was as poor as a ghost, so it had to sell blood. Du Luo Ken needs demon blood for alchemy and often buys some. I borrowed it from old Du," Anthony said.

"Borrow what borrow, you don't intend to return it at all, can it be called borrowing? It's clearly robbing," Negris said gloatingly.

The one who is happy is of course Black Smoke Circle. Back then, it resisted the task of the fat field, and now the retribution has come, right? The team benefits have no share for it.

Little Zombie also put on a cloak and sprayed demon blood, but Little Angel refused to spray demon blood and only wore a cloak. Little Fat Dragon wearing a cloak is useless, so it can only use the old method—pet collar.

Little Demon King himself has demon characteristics, just restrain his aura.

Disguised, the group left the house and came to the street.

Pink Skirt had been waiting outside the house. She knew her status very well and didn't dare to play small temper. Even the anger just now might be fake, just to hide and escape, the same concept as escaping by peeing.

After everyone came out, Pink Skirt introduced: "This is the city furthest from the Royal City, Demon Horn City. There is a large information chamber of commerce here. If you want to know who has suddenly become beautiful recently, offering a reward here is the fastest."

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Speaking of this, Pink Skirt suddenly saw Ang arching his body, looking into the distance with a posture of being ready to go.

And the Brass Dragon beside him hugged him with foresight and quickly persuaded: "It's not Tulus, it's not Tulus, just an ordinary lava demon. Don't react so strongly. I knew you would be like this. I've said it hundreds of times, Tulus was beaten to death by you."

Following Ang's gaze, the gaze fell on a lava demon setting up a stall. He was sitting paralyzed by the stall, closing his eyes to rest. In front of the stall was a weak human female slave tidying up. Maybe she found 'demons' looking in her direction, so she hurriedly stood up and saluted.

On both sides of the city were messy, unplanned stalls, almost all in the same mode: a demon sitting there like a master, and the stall was managed by one or several human or elf slaves, busy back and forth.

Anthony frowned and said: "The status of the slaves here is a bit low."

Anthony has seen many slaves of various races, and he won't have any special feelings for humans because he was once a human, but seeing intelligent creatures being treated like this, he was still a bit surprised.

Maybe hearing the dissatisfaction in his tone, Pink Skirt hurriedly argued: "No, no, it's just that the status of slaves in the Blood Abyss is low. In our Pink Abyss, slaves live very well, eating moss cakes every day, and adding meat on holidays."

While speaking, Pink Skirt's hand went behind her back, quietly snapping her fingers silently, and a small flame flashed between her fingers. Obviously, she wanted to implement the matter of 'living very well' on the spot.

Just then, a neat sound of footsteps, a team of clearly trained demon soldiers, leading several large prison carts, drove over, grabbing everyone they saw.

The human elves in front of the stalls were thrown into the prison carts one after another, and those paralyzed demon masters hurriedly climbed up to ask what was going on.

The demon soldiers' answers were unified: "Your slave has been requisitioned."

The demon soldiers came to Ang and the others, first threw the weak human who was saluting them into the prison cart, and swept their eyes over Ang's group, wanting to continue forward, but one of the soldiers' eyes fell on Negris.

"Eh? There is a pet lizard here? Does the lizard need to be requisitioned?" the demon soldier asked.

"Can it speak? If it has wisdom, requisition it. Hey, yellow lizard, can you speak?" another demon soldier asked.

Negris stared blankly and chirped a few times.

"Looks like a fool, don't want it, go..." The demon soldier who wanted to leave fell his eyes on the Little Angel wearing a cloak, sniffed: "Eh, there is another human here? No demon smell, it's a human, right? Your slave has been requisitioned."

Reached out and grabbed the Little Angel. ===== CHAPTER 692 =====