Who made you not earnestly create the world!

They look the same at first glance, but they are actually different.

Sitting in what is said to be the best hotel in the whole city, eating the most expensive food in the hotel, the blond boy glanced at what was happening in a dark alley outside the window and thought silently.

Opposite the blond boy, the dark elf wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak, not even showing half of his hair, and asked cautiously: "Master, is it still to your liking?"

The blond boy didn't even raise his eyelids, and responded casually, trying not to think about what the raw materials of these foods that are almost identical in taste and appearance to human world meat steaks and thick soups would be.After all, knowing it would definitely make him unable to eat anything for three years.

Although he can't starve to death, why starve if he can eat.

Seeing that the blond boy's slightly furrowed brows seemed to be relaxed, Al also let out a sigh of relief. Then, he fell ill again:

"Master, if you think it's delicious, you can eat more. Although we don't have much money now, don't worry, I will never let you go hungry. Oh, but if you leave Simonli City, it will be difficult to find a special meal." It’s a hotel for human-taste food. Otherwise, if the host thinks the food is delicious, tell me, I’ll go buy the ingredients, and I’ll make it for you whenever you want to eat it, right, right, that’s it, Wait a minute and I'll see if I can take a peek in the kitchen and see how they cook... blah blah blah"

The blond boy's brows trembled, and the veins in the hand holding the fork burst out. He took a deep breath, and told himself to be calm and calm. The chatty dark elf said impulsively and coldly, "Shut up."

Seeing his master's face turning black, the dark elf shut up, lowered his head docilely and obediently, and ate his food.

After eating and drinking enough, the blond boy glanced out of the window again, and couldn't help frowning when he saw another group of patrolling guards passing by the window viciously. At the same time, a faint voice came from his ear.

"What do you think the guards are looking for, walking up and down the street all day long?"

"Who knows, just stay away. If you bump into their hands, you won't be able to get out of the prison without being scraped to nothing but your underwear."

"Hey, you're not satisfied yet. You're lucky to be able to live in the second level of hell. Although the dragons are a little greedy, you can still save your life. It's better than... Try it. Go to other levels of hell, as long as half a foot is in the prison, don't think about getting out easily! I have never seen that demon in other levels of hell who can come out of the prison with all hands and feet."

"It's okay, what are you talking about prison, don't you think the atmosphere is not tense enough now!"

"You can't blame us for this, who told you that His Majesty Samuel hasn't heard of it recently, I heard..."

"enough!"

After sternly shouting, the blond boy didn't get those few voices again.He didn't care, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, got up and walked to the second floor of the hotel.

Al also got up quickly, threw down a few coins and followed the figure of the blond boy. After noticing the many dark eyes, Al put his hand on the hilt of his waist and moved it a few inches. It was extremely cold under the refraction, but suppressed many malicious eyes.

After putting the knife back into the scabbard, Al's face remained calm, and he followed the blond boy closely and started another round of nagging: "Hey master, please go slowly, do you remember which room we booked? ? Let me lead the way. What if I go wrong? No, no, it doesn’t matter if I go wrong. It doesn’t matter how many steps we take..."

"To shut up."

In the eighth level of hell, the Hall of Demons is still brightly lit.

"Lucifer! Take care of your son!" Samuel slapped the table angrily and yelled at Lucifer who was sitting on the top.

On the opposite side of Samael, sat the only dark brown creature with no black wings on its back. It seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, between teenagers and youths, but it didn't have the youthful vitality it should have. , and slender, leaning on the back of the chair as if weak and boneless, looking gorgeous and enchanting.The short brown hair is so dark that it is almost black, and the slender dark brown eyes are erratic. The whole creature looks lazy, and even rolled its eyes after hearing Samael's furious words.

The king of the Demon Realm who sat on the first seat didn't even raise his eyelids. When he heard Samael complaining about his son, he just waved his hand and said, "As long as you're happy, you can do whatever you want. It's best to kill him."

Samuel laughed angrily, "Don't give me too much trouble, whoever gives birth to a son will be responsible for me! Do you know how much trouble that kid has caused me?"

Lucifer pondered for a while, and said: "Then you have to find Lilith. With my body structure, I can't bear children, but Mammon was born by Lilith."

Beelzebub laughed with a "poof", drawing Samael's death gaze, and he quickly made an apologetic gesture.

Your Majesty Lucifer is really bad. Among the fallen angels, no one knows how much psychological shadow Lilith brought to Samael back then. Until now, he can not deal with Lilith without dealing with Lilith. Sometimes he even sees Lilith Just turn around and leave.

The young man with short brown hair said lazily, "Hey, Your Majesty Samuel, if you didn't cause me trouble first, do you think I would be happy to see your cold face that can freeze the devil to death?"

"Trouble you?" The anger on Samuel's face subsided, replaced by a malicious sarcasm, and he said word by word: "Then you dare to explain clearly why I was there in the first place?" Do you see you around?"

The entire hall fell silent instantly, and Beelzebub shouted in a low voice, "Samael!"

The brown-haired young man put away the laziness and perfunctory on his face, frowned and said impatiently: "At the beginning, you sent a large number of demons to the mortal world every year, but you couldn't find them. Is it possible that I can find them? What else can it be if it happens to collide, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do!”

Samuel sneered: "Okay, even if it was a coincidence, even if it was the one who was kind enough to help you become an adult, how do you explain your recent actions?"

"Obviously it was you who went too far first, right?" The brown-haired young man retorted, "It's your fault that you made your own layer of hell go crazy, why should the bastards you raise come to my territory? Upside down? If you have the ability, try to get to the eighth level of hell!"

"Mammon!" Beelzebub had a headache on his face.

"Who are you fooling, kid?" Samuel's eyes darkened, the pressure on his body spread, and the table in front of him creaked. "Everyone knows what I'm talking about."

Mamen didn't feel uncomfortable under this terrifying demon pressure, but instead slapped the table and said angrily: "Who are you calling a brat! Your old eyes are dazed, don't you see that I am an adult!"

Samuel sneered: "The hair hasn't even grown yet, and I'm still a kid in front of me as an adult."

"Okay, stop."

Lucifer, who had been quietly watching their quarrel, suddenly spoke out. Samuel and Mammon stopped talking, but their eyes were still fighting.

Knocking twice on the table with his fingers, Lucifer pondered for a moment, opened his mouth calmly, and before he could make a sound, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and all the creatures present looked over.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. It's all because of that lunatic Beria. It's nothing to drag me to find some kind of human being." Asmodeus muttered while looking for the conference table. Looking straight at himself, he couldn't help but pause, and said vigilantly: "Why are you all looking at me? I'm the most honest one recently, and Beria did all the bad things."

Mammon rolled his eyes, Samuel sneered, Beelzebub sighed, Lucifer...he didn't want to judge this guy who lowered the average IQ of all the devil kings.

Asmodeus smiled (?) immediately after sitting down and looked at the enchanting and thin Mammon: "Mammon has really grown up, she is worthy of being the child of His Majesty Lucifer and Lilith, she is really outstanding It just doesn't look like the two parents, Asmodeus murmured in his heart.

Mamen let him look at it, anyway, this guy can only, and only dare to look at it, so he crossed his legs and asked, "Where's Beria? Haven't you been with him recently?"

Asmodeus complained angrily: "Don't mention him! After returning from the human world, he looked like crazy. He insisted on finding a blond human being, and he didn't allow his fellows to look for him. He insisted on bringing me to look for him. Even the meeting They refused to come, so I had to come by myself.” After a pause, Asmodeus looked at Samael and Mamen, “Speaking of which, I recently heard that Samael was also looking for something, but Mamen you ..."

Mamen snorted: "Didn't I just see a few demons sneaking around in hell all the time, looking so suspicious that I killed them? It's worth it, Samuel!" Report it to your father."

"Killed?" Samuel sneered again, gnashing his teeth, "Then tell me, who ran to my sixth level of hell, set fire to my main city, destroyed my prison and released all the prisoners!"

"..." Mamen felt guilty and her eyes drifted away.He wouldn't say that it was to make trouble for Samael and keep him busy, lest he find the one before him.After thinking about it, he said firmly, "It's not me anyway!" This is not a lie, after all, he didn't do it himself, he just explained a few words to his subordinates.

Lucifer became a little impatient when he heard that, he glanced at Mamen coldly, and knocked on the table, "You two should settle this kind of matter privately, don't argue in front of me."

Mammon's body froze when she was watched, she was cowed, she lowered her head and didn't speak.

Samuel, who was so angry that he was about to do something, took a deep breath when he heard this, suppressed the irritability and strength in his heart, got up and strode towards the door.

"Samael." Lucifer called calmly.

Samael pretended not to hear, and left the hall without looking back.

Beelzebub sighed and looked at Lucifer: "Your Majesty, then tomorrow I will go to the third hell with Mammon."

"En." Lucifer looked at his son who had grown into an adult body, and responded.

Seeing that Lucifer's attitude was so cold, and Mammon's expression was even colder than Lucifer's, Beelzebub gave the sentence "Actually, Mammon's coming-of-age ceremony is better held in the Temple of Demons, after all, it is your son who has grown up". Swallowed it back, and sighed deeply.

Seeing the relationship between the boss and the boss's son is so cold, I feel very tired.

No, Lilith is not in a hurry, I am tired.

Beelzebub stuffed his heart deeply for his motherhood.