Everyone Says I'm the Demon King [Unlimited]

Lu Fengdeng didn't answer, but followed Gu Xuezhong's example, as if unable to support himself, he slowly lay down on the stone table.

His arms rested on the stone table which was extremely cold at night, and he buried half of his face in the arms, only revealing a pair of transparent obsidian-like eyes.

These eyes stared at Sarah quietly, reflecting the beating bonfire, as if not thinking about anything, and seemed to be silently recording everything.

Sarah accompanied the people at the stone table to eat too many divine fruits.

Although he has a certain resistance as a priest, his head is still a little drunk at the moment, and he has lost part of his ability to think.

Not to mention that Lu Fengdeng's eyes were still looking at him.

Sarah shook her head, raised her eyes to the sky as if avoiding it, and muttered to herself: "There used to be two city-states, one believed in gods, obeyed the dogma, and was favored by the gods. Dogma, finally punished by the gods, vanished into nothingness."

Lu Fengdeng remained unmoved.

What the other party is saying now is the reminder given by the mechanical female voice before the start of the dungeon, which is repetitive information.

Sarah continued: "This story has been passed down for a long time. But what few people know is that before the punishment came, the gods ordered all the people in the holy city-state to move out. He will burn there for seven days and seven nights. This is to completely purify that piece of land."

"Although the two city-states have different beliefs, they still have trade relations. In the past three days, some people in the holy city-state secretly revealed information to the non-dogmatic city-state because they couldn't bear it."

"The gods were furious about this, so the fire from heaven came ahead of time. The fire burned on that land for seven days and seven nights. The city-states that did not abide by the dogma, as well as those who had not moved out of the holy city-states, were tortured by the scorching."

"People are burned by the fire, like entering eighteen layers of hell, the skin is cracked, the nails fall off, the flesh turns into coke, and the bones turn into ashes. Even the soul cannot escape, howling and twisting in the fire, enduring the fire oil The pain of cooking, the despair of being torn apart."

Lu Fengdeng smiled and said, "You described it very well, it's like being there, it sounds like it hurts."

Sara looked at him with a drunken smile, her eyes seemed to be shining: "Of course it hurts. After seven days and seven nights of fire, there was nothing left, only a piece of scorched land, and death-like silence .”

He said here, and said: "The majority of the residents of the holy city-state migrated here and received the gift of the gods. Now, the gods have sent you to save them."

Sarah leaned over.

With his back to the bonfire, his face was hidden in the dark shadows, looking like a ghost in the dark night: "My lord, are you willing to save us?"

Lu Fengdeng lay on the table, blinked his thick eyelashes, and said with a smile: "Of course."

Sarah looked at him for a moment, then averted her eyes again as if fleeing.

The night was dark, and the sky was dotted with stars.

A welcome banquet lasted from evening to midnight.

The young men and women who had been dancing around the bonfire had retreated, some of them hid in some dark corner, and the rest lay down under the big tree in the open space, joking and laughing with the people around them, and even started Touching each other under the light of the bonfire, pulling each other's clothes, and not caring whether the other is male or female.

Sarah frowned watching this scene.

He turned to look at today's guests, and saw Lu Fengdeng and Gu Xuezhong lying on the stone table, looking a little overwhelmed.

Kang Yu and Cheng Zhenhua danced for such a long time, sweating profusely, their faces were flushed, and after the abnormal excitement, they were about to usher in the deepest exhaustion.

Wang Mingyue and Zhao Jia drank the most, and now they were incoherent, crooked, and their whole bodies were on the verge of falling.

Well, not very sober.

Sarah relaxed her expression, put on her usual smile, and called the guests to one place very intimately, led them through the relatively restrained open space, and guided the envoys to the prepared resting place.

In front of them were three crude, makeshift animal skin tents for six people.

Kang Yu and Cheng Zhenhua are a revolutionary friendship who danced together in the square dance. At this moment, neither of them has come out of the feeling of just dancing.They sang and danced hand in hand, and entered one of the tents together.

Wang Mingyue was the only woman in the team, neither Lu Fengdeng nor Gu Xuezhong knew her well, let alone live with her.

So Lu Fengdeng dragged the stumbling Gu Xuezhong into another tent.

Seeing that Zhao Jia was the only one left, Wang Mingyue resisted very much: "I have already broken up with him, it is inappropriate to live together!"

Sara looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry about the emissary. We have other arrangements for this emissary's residence. The tent over there is for you alone."

When Wang Mingyue heard this, she immediately walked in the direction he pointed without looking back.

Sara glanced at Zhao Jia, who was at the end, and winked at the young men around her.

Soon, people surrounded him.

Zhao Jia raised his drunken eyes and looked at the young men around him. He stuttered because he was unconscious and said, "You guys, what are you doing? I'm staying tonight, where are you staying?"

There was an impeccable smile on Sarah's face: "You are injured, and we will heal you in the next few days. So you need a separate place to live."

The beautiful boy's smile was useless to Lu Fengdeng, but it made Zhao Jia dizzy.

So when the young men around him lifted him onto their shoulders, Zhao Jia didn't make a sound.

Anyway, it is to treat his illness, so it is not the same everywhere?When the time comes for other people to explore the topography of the canyon, he just happens to heal the disease, so he can pass this dungeon without affecting the next dungeon.

Zhao Jia was really happy in his heart.

It just so happened that he had a falling out with Wang Mingyue, so stay away so that the other party won't harm him.

After sending Zhao Jia away, Sara walked through the night in the tent area and returned to the stone table.

The whole banquet has almost broken up, only the bonfire in the middle of the open space is still lit.

Under the big tree, in the open space, the young men and women have become more presumptuous, their white robes are half-faded, or they are simply naked.Xi Tianmudi, entangled regardless of gender, seems to have no sense of shame.

Sarah stood in the middle of the group.

Wearing a wreath on her head and wearing an off-the-shoulder white robe, Cecil the Brewery Girl came out from behind the shadow of the tree.Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor, and she looked at their priest tenderly.

Sara beckoned to her, and took out a red magic fruit from her arms: "This is a reward for your wine making."

Cecil's eyes lit up, he quickly walked over, knelt down, accepted the priest's gift meekly, and swallowed the divine fruit.

Sara stroked her long hair, pressed the other person's head in her direction, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good boy, come and serve me."

With a smile on his face, Cecil reached out and pulled the white robe off the priest.

Lu Fengdeng was lying in the tent, listening to the groans and groans of men and women from afar outside, and activated the sleep procedure.

Silent night.

In addition to the rustling of leaves in the canyon, there is only the sound of insects one after another.

Under the cold moonlight, halfway up a certain mountain, a stone wall has obvious traces of being broken and refilled.

At the bottom of the stone wall, in the narrow gap, suddenly a thin, obviously severed black tentacle drilled out.

The tentacle twisted its body and quickly sank into the grass.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1510:26:15~2020-08-1610:12:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: W Changgong does not sleep one every day;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: square slices, 1 bottle of caramel cheese;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!