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"Hey, wait!"

Han Xiaodong didn't wait for the witch god to say what she wanted to give, and interrupted her: "I don't need to give you something, but I have a request...well, or a request, whatever you say, anyway, I just want to ask you One thing, you know, I don't have any acquaintances in this place, so I can only find you if I have anything to do."

When the witch god heard that Han Xiaodong had something to ask for himself, he raised his eyebrows, but quickly put on a posture of a superior and asked, "What's the matter, tell me."

Han Xiaodong pondered for a moment, and then asked back: "Are you the boss in this demon world now?"

The witch god nodded.

"Then I guess you, the boss, must be one of the demon world's one-sided, supreme, contemptuous, omnipotent people with the power of life and death in his hands, am I right?" Han Xiaodong snapped a series of flattery as if free past.

The witch god nodded again, but this time, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she could faintly hear something bad from Han Xiaodong's words.

Judging from her past experience, the higher you praise her, the more troublesome it is to beg her. Now that Han Xiaodong is so generous to give her a big hat, then what he said may be difficult. .

However, she is a witch god after all, so it's not good to lose Fan'er at such a time, not to mention what Han Xiaodong said is right, there is really nothing she can't do in this demon world, so she just nodded and admitted.

"That's good." Han Xiaodong rubbed his hands and took a few steps forward, and said with a serious face: "I want to ask you to call the patriarch of the Spirit Race. His pet killed my friend. I want justice. This Not too much, right?"

Hearing Han Xiaodong's request, Wushen's eyes almost popped out. She had already heard about this matter from Wuhun, and she was also full of admiration for Han Xiaodong's feat of tearing up the flying dragon.

However, what she didn't expect at all was that this guy would hold his grudges to such an extent that he would take advantage of this time to find the patriarch of the Spirit Race. This kind of narrow-mindedness, which must be retribution, is probably rare even among the Demon Race. .

Looking at Han Xiaodong with a playful face, the witch god did not answer, and the two looked at each other for a while, and then the witch god said slowly: "You help me, I will send you back, now you come to ask me to help you, what can I get?" ?”

"Hey, you're going too far." When Han Xiaodong saw the witch god coming to bargain with him, he immediately put on a look of being factual and reasonable:

"I tried my best to help you regain the position of the witch god. Do you know how difficult it is to deal with those sixteen stone men? I just beg you to help me seek justice from the patriarch of the spirit clan. It's a bit shameful for you to push back and forth like this Right? Besides, you are the Lord God who arranged to manage the Demon Realm, and I was sent by the Lord God to help you. If we don’t keep everything together in the future, we can still have something to ask for each other. It’s always good for you to show favor with me, right?”

Seeing him talking nonsense here in a serious manner, the witch god smiled mockingly, pointed at the sixteen god statues and said:

"They are difficult to deal with? Compared with when they dealt with me, they didn't show even a ten-thousandth of their strength against you. You know, in order to defeat these sixteen standing warriors back then, the Wu Clan not only lost tens of thousands of Elite soldiers and strong generals, and even four of the five witch envoys. If you are not a member of the Lord God, even if there are a thousand you and ten thousand you, I am afraid that you will not be their opponents."

Although the witch god has the face of a little girl, when he said these words, his tone was full of vicissitudes, as if recalling some tragic past events.

Han Xiaodong could even feel that the sarcastic smile of the witch god was not mocking him, but mocking himself and his clan.

If you think about it, the demon world loses soldiers and generals, sheds blood and sacrifices, and in the end, what they get in return is nothing more than a charity from the main god. As the god of the demon world, even the witch god may not feel good.

But what can she do?

The main god just put sixteen stone men here, and killed them badly. If this is really head-to-head, the death may not be so miserable.

What's more, the power given by the main god not only brought the supreme glory to the witch god, but also brought peace to the demon world for tens of thousands of years.

Moreover, they did not interfere in the internal affairs of the Demon Race. If one were to be singled out to be responsible for those dead people back then, the only person in charge of the Demon Realm would be himself.

Han Xiaodong wanted to sigh and express some emotion along the way, but he suddenly remembered that he was the Lord God, and no matter what kind of opinion he expressed at this time, it was not so appropriate.

Coupled with the witch god in front of him, although she looks like a little girl, it is not the first time Han Xiaodong has experienced her unpredictable temperament.

Although she regained the position of the witch god and is in a good mood now, it's better not to touch her completely irregular nerves. If that sentence doesn't go well and offends him, not only will she not be able to do her own affairs, but she may not even be able to go back. Can't do it anymore.

Seeing that the witch god was about to express emotion, Han Xiaodong quickly changed the subject: "Yes, yes, what you said is correct, then look at the matter of helping me meet the patriarch of the Spirit Race..."

"I said, what's the benefit? If there's no benefit, I won't do it." The witch god was extremely resolute, and completely put on the face of a profiteer who doesn't see rabbits or hawks.

Again!
Han Xiaodong was worried for a while, he was a loner here, how could he do any good for the witch god?
What's more, it's not the purpose of his trip to trouble him with the patriarch of the Spiritual Race. It's really tricky to ask him to show some benefits at this time.

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the towering statue of the main god behind the Sorcerer God, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to the Sorcerer God solemnly: "Of course there are benefits, and they are huge benefits!"

Hearing what he said, the witch god became interested all of a sudden, oh, and raised his head slightly to signal him to continue talking.

Han Xiaodong touched his nose, pointed at the statue of the main god he was facing and said, "That's him!"

The witch god was taken aback by his pointing, looked back at the main god behind him, turned his head in surprise again, thought for a long time, and then asked hesitantly:

"You mean to help me seek to usurp the throne and sit on the position of the Lord God?"

Han Xiaodong staggered and almost didn't sit on the ground. He glanced at the statue of the main god, and said almost crying, "Sister! Auntie! Grandma! Are you having a cramp in your head or drinking fake wine? Is this a joke?" Are you messing around? Besides, you only look at my strength and help you seek to usurp the throne? Don't you think too much of me?

And you also know the skills of the Lord God's subordinates, you don't even need him to come down by himself, just pick one of those statues at random, isn't it like trampling a bug to death? !Besides, I'm the one who wants to go back, so you can't cheat me like this! "

Seeing his frightened look, the witch god said, "I'm just kidding, it scares you. Even if you dare to say it, I don't believe it. Tell me, what good is it for me?"

Han Xiaodong didn't dare to go around with her at this time, and expressed his thoughts clearly: "You just played disappear once, and all the people under you are in chaos. This is obviously because the team is not loyal enough!

Let me teach you a way, now everyone outside knows that I was sent by the Lord God to help you regain your position, if you can take this opportunity to spread the news and say that you are him..."

As Han Xiaodong spoke, he subconsciously pointed to the sky. Before he could finish speaking, a flash of lightning appeared out of nowhere in the hall, accompanied by a shrill scream. on the floor.