When Ethan saw Chen Zhao coming back, he immediately held an adult golden retriever.

"Chen, I'm back. Let me introduce you to it. This is Shasha, I adopted it."

Beizeb had already rushed forward, sniffed Sasha's chrysanthemum, and then wanted to climb on Sasha.

However, even if he stood up, he could not reach his figure...

"Beiseb...don't be so embarrassing, okay?"

Wow, wow, wow—

"Raymond, you bastard! You bastard!" Bezebu roared angrily.

The devil's abilities are not very effective on each other, but they do not mean they are completely useless.

Because the demons themselves also have various desires, after all, they are also creatures.

A demon of equal strength cannot go against the other party's will.

For example, if Bezebu always wants Raymond to eat shi, it is obviously impossible to achieve.

Of course, it’s not because they are all very strong, but in fact it’s because they are all very weak.

But this time Raymond plotted against Beizeb, just like a man who saw a woman, and his first thought might be to "go".

It’s not that Besieb wanted to get in when he saw a dog, but it was precisely when he saw this golden retriever called Sasha that he had such a moment of thought.

"Haha... Little guy, if you want Sasha, you still need to work harder." Ethan laughed out loud when he saw Bezebu's actions.

Bethibu was so angry that he went straight to the stairs, which was so embarrassing. It would be fine if he was usually embarrassed in front of Chen Zhao, but this time he was embarrassed in front of Ethan, a humble human.

When Chen Zhao returned to the room, he found that Besiebu was no longer in his whereabouts.

"Where did you go?"

"His aura has disappeared. This bastard has gone back to hell. It was indeed a wonderful day." Raymond was very satisfied with this.

"You seemed a little too much just now."

"For the demons, the fight between each other is not an exaggeration. What's the point of a joke?" Raymond said disapprovingly.

"If someone sneaks in the room, can you find it?"

Chen Zhao was too lazy to care whether Besieb had hurt his self-esteem. He was now more concerned about his own safety.

A dangerous and hated female killer is wandering outside at this moment.

Chen Zhao was very worried about when that beautiful female killer would suddenly come.

"No, my senses are not much different from ordinary snakes."

Chen Zhao was very disappointed, but...what happened to this heavy feeling?

No... This feeling is abnormal!

Chen Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was not his room, but the dim world, black withered tree poles, and in the distance were mountains intertwined with red and black, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of sulfur.

A huge and bloated creature with giant wings and majestic horns fell from the sky and landed in front of Chen Zhao.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zhao blurted out: "Baixibu!?"

"It's me, human, welcome to hell."

"You brought me here?" Chen Zhao asked in confusion, looking at the surrounding environment.

"Yes, I sacrificed a hundred souls, which is all my savings, and I took away something that belonged to you in advance."

Beizeb opened his palm and Chen Zhao saw a scalpel on Beizeb's hand.

"So, what did you call me here for?"

"Human, you'd better figure it out. Our identities have been changed. Put away your pride and just go down with one claw..."

"Roll three times."

One circle, two circles, three circles.

"..." Beizeb.

"It seems that our identity has not changed. You seem to be still under my control of the demon servant." Chen Zhao laughed.

"Okay, I just invited you to visit me. Do you want to go to my house to sit?"

"How to go, far away?"

"Come up, come to my palm."

Beizeb's original body is a troll that is six meters tall, which is completely different from the projection of the Sharpei dog on earth.

Chen Zhao sat on Bethibu's palm, which was a very special feeling.

It's completely different from flying, just like sitting on a high-rise building.

It's safer to be hanging under your feet.

At least, Bethibu would not suddenly throw Chen Zhao down.

“What is your impression of hell?”

"It's almost the same as I imagined."

Beizeb's home is a cave in the belly of the mountain where red and black we saw before.

A female demon with a figure similar to Chen Zhao walked out of the cave. The female demon had a demon's horn on her left forehead, with some scales on her body. Two points on her upper body hung there, but her lower body was wrapped in unknown fabric.

I have to say that this female demon is very beautiful, and in the true sense of beauty.

She should be Bethieb's wife?

"Beiseb, where did you find the soul? It looks different from our food before."

"Uh... Hello ma'am, I'm Bethieb's friend."

"Friend?" The female demon looked at Bethibu: "You are friends with food?"

"Eda, shut up, you stupid subordinate demon, he is not food, he is from the world, a complete living, not a defective product that we usually eat."

When Chen Zhao heard Bethibu's words, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Beiseb, although you feed on human souls, I understand it in theory, but I cannot accept it emotionally, but I cannot change this fact. But can you avoid me when you discuss this topic?"

"No, no, no, you are different from them, they just lose all the fragments."

"Oh my God? Are you a living?" At this time, the female demon was also stunned and rushed to Chen Zhao: "Great Sari, have you seen it? A living person has come to my home. What a great honor."

"Saree is her wife, grandmother, and her subordinate. She is a banshee king. But you know, she still has a certain identity from the subordinate of Bezebub, a glutton like me. In order to let me marry her, she contributed thirty souls to me."

Beizeb was obviously very proud of his origin. Beizeb, the gluttonyist, was one of the seven demon kings.

However, Bezebu himself is not a powerful demon. Although he claims to be the demon lord, the so-called demon lord is actually the lord of a small village at the foot of the mountain.

Eda completely changed his attitude, and Chen Zhao didn't even know that the living was so popular in hell.

"Human, this is the dinner I prepared for you, believe me, this is the highest specification..."

vomit--

Chen Zhao sprayed directly, what was on this table?

In a bowl as big as a washbasin, all of them were screaming faces, and they were still boiling.

On a plate next to it, there were a few scorched twisted palms, which seemed not human, but very similar.

And what is in that bowl that keeps squirming?

"It seems you are not used to the local cuisine of our hell."

"Is there any normal thing? Beizeb, don't pretend to be garlic for me. You know my habits and our human habits." Chen Zhao was very sure that Beizeb was intentional, just to revenge on his occasional torture on earth.
Chapter completed!