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Chapter 332 In order to fill your regrets

As night came, I did not choose to live in the lord's mansion of Timres. Instead, after leaving Diana and 80% of the Immortal Legion to garrison, I returned to the Demon King City that was temporarily built with Sano today with a large amount of resources./

Since it was originally just to build a stronghold that could allow soldiers to transfer, there was no functional building inside the temporary demon city. In fact, I even considered demolishing the temporary demon city the next morning.

Timles City itself is already a pretty good stronghold, not to mention the location around Timles, one side is the Commercial Avenue, the other side leads to the countryside. If I really plan to expand the Demon King City stronghold here, then the commercial road will obviously be abandoned. After all, the series of buildings I have at hand are centered on undead creatures. Just imagine that the Commercial Avenue is covered with a blood pool on one side, and the other side is a cemetery with hanged corpses hanging on the branches... The commercial town probably cannot be done, but you can consider developing a special scenic spot and making a visiting line for tourists to enjoy the fun of being scared.

Just imagine what will happen if it is really converted into a tourist area in the future.

Dear travelers, please look at your left hand. This pool with stench and corpses floating on your left is called the Blood Pool. The blood tribes and corpses in the Demon King’s army were all born here. Oh, parents there, please take care of the children at hand. The water here is extremely corrosive. If you stretch your hands and pick them up, you will only have a skeleton.

After listening to the tour guide's introduction, the naughty naughty child standing by the pool quickly retracted the fat hand that was almost stained with the pool water in horror. In a trance, the naughty children seemed to see a guy in a long robe and holding a scythe in his hands snorted coldly at them, as if cursing: Tsk, the results he got actually faded.

Holding a small visiting flag in his hand, the tour guide was wearing a bright smile for business and the passengers beside him introducing the facilities built in the Demon King City everywhere, which would occasionally attract a burst of exclamations from tourists.

Mom, there are skeletons over there! The timid child grabbed his mother's skirt tightly, and seemed to be frightened by a bone-like arm stretching out from the soil of the cemetery.

Don't be afraid, it is called a skeleton soldier. As long as you don't step into its patrol range, it will not attack you. The tour guide patted the boy's head and pointed his hand at the cemetery: the resentful spirit floating in the air screaming constantly is called the banshee of the death. If she keeps screaming at you for no reason, it means that someone among us may die soon. Look. A banshee of the death is floating towards us and let us wave to her.

Before the banshee could show her high voice, tourists began to flee in a hurry...

Withdraw from imagination, no matter if there are enemies who will go inside to destroy or inquire about the enemy under the name of visit. From time to time, tourist attractions such as those that will occasionally violate visits and cause frequent murders. I don’t know what others think. But if it were me, even if I get free tickets to this tourist attractions, I wouldn’t want to go in.

I pinched off the thoughts in my mind and adjusted my lying position. Since I was not sleepy yet, I turned around and started chatting with Seno, who was staying by the bed as a guard.

Sano, how many days do you think Erester can survive in his current state?

Needless to say, the main character of the topic was naturally Lester who was beaten up by me this morning. The unlucky lord's tolerance did not bring me magnanimity. Not only did the collective guards all be imprisoned, but even Lester himself was captured by me and threw him into a special residence that suited his identity.

In order to centralize management, Lester and his group are being locked in a prison underground in the temporary demon city, which is also the only building owned by the three temporary demon city.

The dormitory I live in now is a prison used by the Lester guard.

Yes, after successfully capturing Rest, I don’t plan to let him see the light of day again. This guy’s trait is really disgusting to me.

What makes Rest annoying is that he has too many complicated calculations in his mind, while tentacle creatures, on the contrary, these sticky creatures that always wriggle constantly have only one goal in the world, that is, to find dark and moist caves and embark on a cave adventure full of excitement and bumpyness.

Over the years, I believe that Rest will definitely be influenced by those persistent strip creatures, get rid of the low-level interests of the past, and become an excellent citizen who can contribute to society.

Well, but before that, he had to survive the friendly greetings of tentacles and not collapse.

, and he didn't want to go deeper, but according to the dark priest who was in charge of the guard, Lester began to cry and shout and confess, after being locked up for thirty seconds, he began to cry and shout, not only where the research data left by the former Demon King was hidden, but also the safe code, the six secret passages in the Lord Timres's mansion, and the fact that he peeked at the maid taking a bath when he was a child, he told them all without exception.

Alas, another unlucky guy who lost before the tentacles.

In order to facilitate the acquisition of Rest's personal guards, I specially asked the Dark Priest to prepare the video equipment. Although I did not plan to watch it myself, I believe that as long as the content of this video was published in the public, Rest's support would inevitably decline significantly. In addition, Rest was imprisoned. In order to ensure the continued family's title, Fino's father, who could not hide any longer, would have to show up in the end. In this way, I indirectly completed the task of helping Fino regain the inheritance position of the lord.

At the last moment, it is true that the simpler the method is, the more effective it can solve the problem. If you had known that you would not have any transactions with Rest from the beginning, and not to mention doing things, you would be very likely to be used as cannon fodder in the end.

As the head of the family, I believe that as long as Fino's father has a normal mind, he will definitely not be able to tell anything like Lester. Of course, because of Fino's relationship, I wouldn't really let him act like a tentacle partner. At most, he would be able to go out of the Lord's Castle and turn around. After putting on the Batman hood, he would go back and get a strong disaster.

Lord Demon,? I didn't realize who Rest was. After half of it, Sano reacted: If the word "Support" defined by Lord Demon is based on Rest's mental collapse as the standard, please let my subordinates assert that Rest may not be able to last four hours.

Four hours, that is, two hundred and forty minutes. I said with a little emotion: I originally wanted to say that he could last for about three or four days.

Sano shook his head: Lord Demon King overestimated him. Let's not mention that Rest's will has been shattered by you when you were in Timres. Unless you have a special physique, very few people can survive two days and remain rational.

That's good. If I steal the items I have used next time... When I was proud of myself, I finally had a clear way to deal with Seno's crimes, Seno gave a negative answer indifferently.

The subordinates are undead creatures, and the aura of death on their bodies is too strong. Not to mention playing tentacle play for you to appreciate. Even if you just stand there, you will retreat on your own. It is really a sin to be dead for not meeting your expectations. Sano's tone sounds quite regretful. At the end, he even emphasized: I am really sorry.

I'm just saying that your serious apology made me embarrassed. I scratched my nose, and the tentacles and other ways of playing are too heavy. I didn't feel much regretful when I heard Sano say that I could not cooperate. After all, even if Sano doesn't work, isn't there Diyana in the Demon King City?

I only mentioned Diana because this child is the best bullying in the Demon King City. Luvika is too conscious. When I mentioned the word tentacles, I would probably slap me away directly. As early as in the academy, Bettes had a criminal record of throwing the female student I was chatting with into the tentacle farm. If she accidentally let her carry the tentacles to organize it, maybe in a while, Bettes would develop tentacles for her to command. I would not dare to imagine what would happen after that.

The longer I spent with Beatres, the more I realized the horror of the flower elves. This is a race that cannot be guessed by common sense. If it weren't for the small number, I think this continent would have been full of disasters.

In the story told by Beatrice, it was mentioned that a man entered the flower elf settlement and tried to open a big harem. With his handsome appearance and various talents, the man eventually captured the hearts of dozens of flower elfs.

It's very jealous, right?

But one morning after getting up, the man in the harem saw corpses lying on the ground in his residence.

The flower elves, who were unable to decide the outcome during the long palace battle, gave up the struggle under the water, and instead raised the hatchet and various weapons, and put sleeping pills in the dinner of the man in the harem that day. After confirming that he fell asleep, he performed a full martial arts move. You cut me and I was so happy, until the last winner was left in the field.

In front of the frightened man in the harem, the surviving flower elf did not even bandage the wound at the first time. He just carried the axe with blood dripping on his head and smiled beautifully at the man in the harem who got up, as if the fight last night was completely gone: Dear, what do you want to eat for breakfast?

This proves that the number of flower elves is rare, all because most of the people in their clan died in internal struggles. By the way, the reason why Beatrice was able to tell the story so detailed is because the surviving flower elves happened to be her biological mother...

Thinking of irrelevant things out of thin air, when my sleepiness was emerging, the quilt covered with suddenly rustling and friction sounded.

When I opened my eyes, what appeared in front of me was the blue eyes of Sanocheng.

The head was placed on the pillow, but the half-tipped body was coming from the quilt, making it look like a double-sided attack.

In order to fill the regrets in your heart, Lord Demon King, I will do my best to satisfy you.

No, you are the only one who will be satisfied! I complained without hesitation.

You can cooperate with any posture. The head beside me blinked at me. The service plan not only has the favorite breast x of the Demon King, but also has a sub-o mouth-in-depth gameplay.

No, I want to go through the back door today.

...Only, please let me go of this. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!

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