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One thousand two hundred and eighty-eight chapters cruel princess

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Wang Yan and others had never seen this group of barbarian soldiers in front of him. The number was more than twice as many as the few people brought by Lord Chihuo.

Among them, there are many senior commanders at the half-step S-level, and even the S-level demon generals, Wang Yan has discovered several.

Moreover, the crude armor worn by these barbarian soldiers was somewhat different from the soldiers under the command of Lord Chihuo. The color of the red and black armor was mixed with a yellow pattern.

Obviously, this army that has surrounded Wang Yan and others, as well as prey, does not belong to Lord Chihuo.

Lord Chihuo's face changed drastically, and he stood in front of Wang Yan and others with a complicated expression.

In contrast, Wang Yan still had the same expression as before, but instead looked at Lord Chihuo and the barbarian soldiers surrounding him with some interest.

Depending on the situation, this group of people, Lord Chihuo, knew him.

Since the three-legged golden crow has been recovering its strength, its self-confidence has become increasingly intense. At this time, it seemed as if it hadn't seen it, but it still stopped on the head of a hellhound behind Wang Yan, combing out its flame feathers, without taking these barbarian soldiers seriously.

The succubus rides on the mount, smiling cutely, showing his charm and charm.

On the contrary, the Frost Hairy Crab Guilty Young Master quietly poked his head out from behind the boss Wang Yan's butt, and his two cute eyes were blinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As the other party gradually approached, Lord Chihuo's face finally couldn't stop. He shouted angrily: "Lord Chihuo, the fourth son of the Demon King of Chilien, is here. You group of ignorant things, hurry up and get out of here!"

In the hell plane, the levels of each hierarchy are clearly defined. Especially in the case of hunting, as a tradition in the hell plane, if one party finds that the other party has already locked in a certain prey on his own in the same hierarchy, even if this party starves to death, it will not interfere in the snatch.

This is related to the other party and his own dignity, otherwise he will be despised and excluded by his tribe members.

But if the two sides have a large difference in class levels, they naturally do not need to abide by this traditional etiquette. The weaker one will naturally withdraw from the competition without saying much, and the strong will also give them a big belly, just as long as they are prey and let them live.

At present, a group of lowly barbarian soldiers were about to steal Lord Chihuo's prey because they were too crowded. Lord Chihuo naturally couldn't stand it.

Even if he is a down-and-out lord, he is at least a lord of the Purgatory Demon Clan. How could he be bullied by these slave-like barbarian soldiers?

Not only could Lord Chihuo not bear this matter, but even his two thousand subordinates could not bear it. At this time, they turned their targets and gathered behind Lord Chihuo.

They were all holding weapons and were filled with righteous indignation. Although the number of people was nearly twice that of the other party, they were in a strong sense. You should know that some of them, but even the Lord of Yanhu had beaten them, would they be afraid of these barbarian soldiers of the same level as them?

However, the facts were not as expected by Lord Chihuo. The strange barbarian army surrounding him did not leave, but instead approached step by step, which instantly dropped to freezing point.

The group of gravel rats mixed in between were considered a big trouble.

They are themselves low-level beasts with relatively low perceptions. When they react, they are surrounded by the vast army of demons.

The extremely solemn pressure was like mountains and rivers, which made these low-level beasts urinate and didn't dare to breathe. Not to mention escaping at this time, they didn't even have the strength to move. They simply turned their stomachs and lay on the ground one by one to pretend to be dead.

This scene made Wang Yan so surprised. How did this stupid and cute little beast survive in the cruel world of hell?

Just as Wang Yan looked at the gravel rat at his feet, the opponent's army finally approached dozens of meters away.

The two armies confronted each other and the atmosphere was extremely fast and solemn. Lord Chihuo was even more tense and looked like he was waiting for the battle.

However, the other soldier not only did not have the slightest warning, but instead sneered and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Finally, after a little stalemate, some of the opponent's soldiers actually burst into laughter.

Then the sneer spread more and more, and soon all the soldiers made a harsh laugh.

"Puff...hahaha!"

"Yes, yes, he is Lord Chihuo. He is just fierce. Are you scared? Haha!"

"Look at his down-and-out appearance, I heard..."

All kinds of rumors kept coming to the ears of Lord Chihuo and others, and even Wang Yan and others felt a little unbearable.

It turned out that Lord Chihuo was the illegitimate son whom Chi Lian Demon King gave birth to someone after drinking. Chi Huo's biological mother died of weak after childbirth, and he was not recognized by Chi Lian Demon King at all, and even believed that he was a bastard left by his mother outside.

Later, due to rumors, the devil's descendants always had a certain status. So Chihuo was handed over to a slave, and then was thrown into a wilderness like Chilian Lake, which was ignored and became a small lord.

In fact, it is equivalent to being exiled to the Bianhuang, allowing Chihuo to die by himself, slowly waiting for death, and never want to see him again.

This abandoned past will probably be unbearable to anyone who falls into it.

It’s also a blessing that Chihuo is very determined. Even if he is abandoned, he can develop alone in a harsh area like Yan Lake and make a good fortune. If it were some people on earth who have poor psychological endurance, they would probably even have the desire to die.

However, when he was very happy, he was ridiculed by a group of slave soldiers. Chi Huo's face turned red and his eyes were full of anger.

"A lowly thing, seeking death!" Chi Huo picked up the battle axe, and his anger erupted with the momentum. He stared at the opponent's barbarians fiercely, and he was about to take action.

The opponent's barbarians were frightened by the situation, and they all shrank their necks and wanted to retreat, and the whole scene became silent.

Just kidding, what level are they? No matter how low the other party's status is, they are a legendary hell lord. They are just relying on their master's power. If they really want to fight, they dare not take it.

At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly came from behind the opponent's soldiers.

"Oh, I thought it was the beast that didn't know how to live or die, it turned out to be a shame for your family. Do I remember that my father hadn't invited you?"

While speaking, a female demon with extremely hot appearance and figure slowly walked out with enchanting steps.

Her appearance is not as rough as the male demons. Instead, she has a slim head and a slim eyebrows, and her figure is as attractive as a succubus.

A short, narrow and delicate red soft armor set off her extremely hot figure. Especially above her slender thighs, just a super short mini war skirt has elevated her hotness to a deadly level.

"Cruel, cruel princess!"

As the mysterious female purgatory demon appeared, Lord Chihuo gritted his teeth and pronounced a name. His already gloomy face became even more difficult to see.
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