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44. The Eldest Prince's Winning

() Ace's eyes, which seemed to be burning with flames, moved, and his gaze passed over everyone's faces. When he looked at Shan Ye, he paused for a moment, then he took a step forward and punched Reese hard in the face.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Reese was knocked away. He hit the wall with a "bang" and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Regarding the royal affairs, the half-demon warrior next to him did not dare to say anything. Even Reese, who had a happy face, did not dare to look at it and hurriedly withdrew. Camus was about to bow and exit, but Ace stopped him: "Camus

Teacher, please stay. Did Reese threaten to dig out your eyes just now?" The voice was harsh, revealing a chilling murderous intent.

Camus didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two for the throne. Ace, his former student, had been wooing him. However, Camus only wanted to study and had no idea about the worldly things.

However, he had already turned against the second prince at this time. If he offended the eldest prince again, he would really have no place to stand.

Camus sighed softly and said: "Everything depends on the eldest prince!"

Ace nodded with satisfaction and walked towards Reese. Under Master Shan's shocked gaze, he reached out and dug into Reese's eyes like he was digging potatoes. His plain expression was chilling to watch.

Reese's lips were blue and white, and his face seemed to be smeared with pot ashes. He said in a trembling voice: "Brother...Brother, stop making trouble. Father knows and will definitely..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw the gleam in Ace's pupils.

There was a cold murderous intent, and it felt like there was a blockage in my throat. I couldn't say any more if I begged for mercy.

Reese screamed, as if it was still echoing in the room. Before Ace left, he specially chatted with Mr. Shan for a few words. His tone was gentle and decent, and there was no hint that he had just gouged out his own brother's eyes. He looked at Ace dying in his hands.

Dog-like Reese, Shan Ye’s eyes flashed.

After sending this plague god away, Mr. Shan lay down on the bed again, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

The half-demon are no longer that barbaric, ignorant, poor and backward race.

Magic, biology, and social order have made great strides in just a few hundred years.

In the battle with underground creatures, the half-demon has already mastered a large number of secret techniques and magical skills, magic patterns, and biological transformation, and is fully capable of fighting against humans.

But they are still hiding underground, waiting, looking for opportunities to occupy that beautiful world in one fell swoop.

Demonic disasters can be resisted as long as we work together, because whether they are half-demon or demons, they are all murderous and chaotic races. But what humans have to face now is half-demon who have mastered technology even more advanced than themselves. This is weird.

The contrast made Shan Ye feel heavy in his heart.

Those stupid and barbaric low-level half-demon people are probably just a smoke screen for humans to see. Even if some people now say that half-demon people have mastered knowledge that is more advanced than humans, no one will believe it.

Breathing out a breath of turbidity, Shan Ye had no choice but to smash his mouth and fell into a deep sleep. The fate of mankind is not something Shan Ye can control. He just wants to live well. Whether it is a half-demon or a human, as long as it blocks his own way, he will

enemy!

.......

The white stones dotted above the cave like stars gradually became brighter, with a bit of cold light shining on a luxurious and exquisite hardwood bed.

Fire rat fur, which can dispel humidity and keep the whole room dry and comfortable, is decorated in the corner of the house.

The Aspen wood, which keeps food fresh and exudes a pleasant fragrance, is made into a tall, smooth and elegant dining table covered with beeswax.

On the dining table that shines brightly, there are fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables, including dewy green fruits, which are crisp and delicious. The sour and sweet flavors melt in your mouth, and the colorful spotted mushrooms...

The huge mirror that is almost connected to the ridge of the roof looks a bit disturbing because it is too big.

There were three people lying on the luxurious bed.

Two petite, plump, sweet-looking black pearls, drow girls.

The delicate, smooth, and elastic skin was kneaded casually by a pair of rough hands.

The two plump flesh balls change shapes at will, and the sweet and greasy moans echo in the room. The weak and weak breathing can make any male creature raise its flag.

Shan Ye was intoxicated as he sniffed the fragrance of the two people's hair, his crooked mouth worked hard on the two people's necks, and made a disgusting "snort" sound.

There seemed to be an evil fire burning in his body, but the bare crotch could only make him sigh and whine helplessly.

Assembly monsters don't need that kind of thing, so the cold-faced young man didn't even have enough to eat, so he helped Shan Ye get a stick. So now the two drow girls are tortured to death by Shan Ye every day.

, but can't really **.

Unless he becomes Sam, but Mr. Shan will not completely reveal his identity just for the sake of temporary happiness.

Thinking about her thoughts, she licked Shan Ye's deformed left hand with a wet, soft little tongue, which was still stuck with Shan Ye's saliva. Cuisi's face turned red and she held Shan Ye's left hand with blurred eyes.

It’s a great meal!

After wiping his left hand on Cuisi's hair, Shan Ye sighed softly, took the two charming bodies off his body, and ordered: "It's almost time, it's time to eat."

Cuisi's blurred eyes froze for a moment, and then she regained her clarity. She quickly cleared away the traces on Shan Ye and herself, dressed and tidied up, and after a while, a table of delicious food was placed in front of Shan Ye.

Looking at the table of delicious food, Mr. Shan couldn't bring up his appetite. But his body made a "gurgling" sound, and he could only eat and drink numbly.

After breakfast, before I wiped my mouth clean, there was a knock on the door.

Shanye stood up directly and pushed the door open. Two half-demon warriors and a mage were already waiting outside.

The few of them were familiar with each other, and without any nonsense, they left the room and walked outside.

After walking for a while, a trace of doubt flashed in Shan Ye's eyes, and he asked curiously: "Why don't you go out today?" The route was wrong, and Shan Ye's doubts were quickly answered.

Two warriors were guarding the left and right, and the half-demon mage watched the surroundings carefully while explaining: "The Drow coalition has been aggressively attacking recently, and many 'weird spots' have been visited nearby, so I won't go out for the next few days.

Just explode things in the castle!”

Exploding things is a term that Master Shan gave to the half-demon.

After clearing up his doubts, Master Shan immediately fell silent. Under the leadership of a few people, he soon came to a familiar place, which was the underground death row that appeared for the first time.

The smelly black puddles, accompanied by cockroaches and rats, make eating like a fight, and it can kill people.

There are seven or eight death rows, all of which contain waste that has failed experiments or has little use value.

Shan Ye's more than a month was not in vain. At least he became very accurate in his sword strikes, hitting key points and seldom missed.

Killing a room of death row inmates yields nothing.

"Ding! Kill a humanoid creature and gain 7 experience points!"

"Ding! Kill a humanoid creature and gain 9 experience points!"

"Ding! Kill a humanoid creature and get a bottle of miniature healing potion!"...
Chapter completed!
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