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Chapter 232 The Human Traitor Flower Dragon
The Hate Demon God continued to move towards the west, pushing down all buildings and trees along the way.

"Damn it, I'm exhausted. This time, it's really a blood loss. Not only did we let Lin Lan go, but our ancestors died."

Hualong walked with another Hua family ancient warrior, tearing off the tattered protective clothing on his body, complaining.

"Yeah! I really didn't expect that Lin Lan's life was so hard. It seems that we have to wait for our second brother's rhetoric to be released, and we will go to trouble him together. Without our ancestors, it means that we have no backing. We can't deal with him with the few remaining people." After thinking about it, Hua Long's companion came up with an idea.

Hua Long took the river water and washed the blood on his face, thinking that thanks to their cleverness, they escaped before the big monster appeared.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to bury my ancestors with those unlucky ones.

Oh!

As soon as Hualong finished washing his face, he raised his head, only to find that his companion had disappeared and let out a scream.

"Well, it's so delicious. It's also nourishing for practitioners' flesh and blood!"

The huge giant spirit zombie suddenly appeared more than ten meters away from Hualong, and said leisurely.

That posture is like being tired from walking, take a break, drink some tea and eat a snack by the way.

Hualong's legs trembled immediately, it was obvious that the companion who was with him just now was eaten by this monster.

Now he doesn't run, and he doesn't run, he's so entangled.

After enjoying his snacks, the giant spirit who hated the incarnation of the demon god stiffened his mouth, and the purple skeleton legs that had no flesh and blood on his legs turned out to be bloody and fleshy out of thin air.

It seems that the serious injury Hua Que caused to him has been slowly repaired, but this avatar is even more powerful, and the skin of his whole body has turned from purple to fiery red, as if there is magma flowing inside.

"Well, there is another cultivator, why don't you put it away and save it for supper at night." The magma giant, the clone of the demon-hating demon god, said with interest as he looked at the trembling flower dragon.

After hearing the monster's words, Hualong's legs softened, and he kneeled down to the monster very spinelessly, and muttered: "Dear Lord Shendi, please let me go, my skin and flesh are very rough and not tasty. , so as not to offend you, I think you should not eat it, I am willing to be your slave."

Hearing this, the hated Demon God couldn't help but cast a disdainful glance at Hua Long, and then said in a disdainful tone, "You're the only one who will accompany me as the servant of the Demon God? Don't take a pee, look in the mirror!"

Hearing these words of disdain and contempt, Hua Long couldn't help feeling that his personality had been greatly insulted. Although he hated these words, he could only pretend to be very humble in order to survive.

"Ah! Yes, Lord Demon God, you don't remember villains. I am just a piece of shit on the side of the road. You should not eat me. There are old and young on me, let the young one go!" After Long finished speaking, he touched his tears. He looked like a pitiful creature, and he was a different person from when he faced Lin Lan before.

The Demon God couldn't help but see such a humble human being for the first time, and almost laughed out loud. In the years when he traveled around the world, the humans he met were either so scared that he couldn't speak, and they became obediently One's own nourishment is either to threaten to destroy oneself, to eliminate harm to the world, and to perish together with oneself.

"Let me think about it! I don't want to eat you..."

The Hate Demon God hesitated.

Then I thought that this guy claimed to be a piece of shit, so eating him didn't mean he was eating shit, and he wasn't so disgusting.

Hearing that the hated demon god said that he could not eat himself, Hualong took the courage to finally let go of his heart. If the other party insisted on himself, he would fight the other party desperately no matter what, even though he knew that his ancestors were not the opponent of this unknown demon god.

Hualong knelt on the ground and bowed his head, his forehead was almost sweating, thinking that this hating demon god said he would not eat him, so why didn't he leave!
"But! You don't even want to live..." The Demon God of Hatred burped, and then continued.

After hearing the words of the demon god, Hualong immediately lost his face, thinking that the murder of this demon god was really a disaster.

Are you testing yourself?
Hualong looked at the giant hand gradually stretched out by the hate demon god, hesitating whether to resist or wait and see.

The Hate Demon God intends to end the humble life of the human being in front of him like he crushed an ant.

Hualong trembled all over, and when the giant hand was about to touch him, he began to speak indiscriminately, even though he didn't know if what he said was useful.

"Master Demon God, if you kill me, you will regret it. You can only get a clock of pleasure if you kill me, but if you don't kill me, I can take you to the highest command of our human beings. Think about those Humans are hateful, they can’t help but burn your lair, and escape so many people, it’s really hateful!”

Hualong waved his hands wildly, and while speaking quickly, kowtowed his head from time to time, and his forehead hit the stone beside his legs, breaking his forehead.

Hearing Hualong's words, I became interested in hating the Demon God. Even if I didn't have this guy to lead me the way, I would go after and kill the fleeing group of people. I hate the dignity of the Demon God. Like playing, I must destroy the ant nest, and it feels very refreshing to watch those humans howl.

"Then lead me the way! If the Demon God finds out that you dare to deceive the deity, the deity will squeeze out all your internal organs immediately." The Hate Demon God hesitated for a few minutes, and finally said.

Hualong couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then exhaled again, he was finally safe for the time being.

Just now his heart was about to stop, but he didn't expect that he was really turned around by himself and escaped a catastrophe.

"Thank you Lord Demon God, I will do my best for you." Hua Long said loudly while kowtow.

Nodding like a rattle, his posture was extremely humble.

Lin Lan had been back at the base for three or four days, and it was finally time to hold a collective funeral for all the warriors who died in this operation.

At the funeral, after several high-level speeches were finished, they began to read the list of victims.

Lin Lan and a group of people stood in front of a row of estimated hundreds of tombstones, lowering their heads in deep condolences.

After the senior officials made a formality, they began to bury these fallen warriors, but most people put their relics into small coffins, which were regarded as clothing tombs.

Many people who were good friends with these warriors and their relatives cried on the tombstones after they were buried in order.

The scene was once very sad and messy.

"Well, the ceremony is already halfway through. It's time to perform the burial ceremony for my elder brother Hua." After talking to herself, Lin Lan walked towards several Hua family juniors.

The juniors of the Hua family were relatively young and didn't know much about the world. Knowing that Lin Lan took the risk to snatch back the ancestor's leg from the monster, they also chose to obey Lin Lan's arrangement.

(End of this chapter)