Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

His eyes are pale gold, and his gaze seems to be cast into an unknown distance through the army.

His straight nose and thin, powdery lips were tightly pursed, and his face was covered with a layer of tulle, making it hard to see clearly.

His silver-white long hair hangs down softly, and the breeze blows by, bringing a sense of elegance.

A blue-backed robe with silver trim.There is a golden bell on the wrist, supplemented by a red string, which makes a subtle warning sound, which shows the fairness of the skin even more.

He was sitting on a high throne, and there seemed to be no coercion from him.Behind it is a majestic army, and a sea of ​​clouds with waves, and lightning is surging inside.

This is their king! !

Such a sense of pride can't be extricated from the hearts of every demon.

The demon king stood up, and he swept across the army faintly, his voice like the sound of heaven was not loud, but it rang in the ears of every demon.

"My army, let those ants see your strength."

The plain tone aroused the fighting spirit deep in the hearts of all the demons!

"Set off!!"

So far, the first war between the Bright Continent and the Dark Continent in the millennium!start! !

A month later, the army was on its way to the Bright Continent.

Me: "Um..."

Two months later, the army is still on its way to the Bright Continent.

Me: "Um..."

Three months later, the army is still...

Fuck you sister! !Why are you walking so slowly? Damn! !

Xiu seemed to have sensed my displeasure, and turned around and entered the car to inquire.

I would like to emphasize here that as the car of the only devil in the Dark Continent, it must be luxurious and comfortable.

The chariot is pulled by three ancient monsters. The body is made of black iron, and the blood essence of various divine beasts is sealed inside.

The interior of the car is divided into three layers, the outermost layer is the coachman (the strength is no less than that of the island masters.) The middle layer is a place for repairing and resting, and the innermost layer is inhabited by the devil.

The magic stone is inlaid as a lighting lamp, a floor stall made of the fur of a high-ranking ferret, as well as a soft bed, a coffee table, and various fresh magic fruits. (No more embellishments.)

"Wang seems to be in a bad mood?" Xiu peeled a crystal raindrop (appearing like a purple-black grape) and handed it to my mouth. I leaned forward and bit down.The sweet juice dances on the tongue.

But it didn't make me happy at all.

I looked at Xiu rather depressedly: "How long will it take to reach the Misty Forest (the forest at the junction of the Light Continent and the Dark Continent)?"

"Our current distance is a quarter of the total distance." Xiu replied with a smile.

Me: "Um..."

Seeing that his own king didn't seem to notice how ambiguous the word "we" seemed, Xiu squinted his eyes even more happily.

"Does Wang feel bored?"

Xiu, you are really a good friend of the Demon King! !Such a deep place has been thought of! !

I won't ask you how you can see it from the demon king's paralyzed face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years!

I frantically swiped the screen in my heart and then nodded slightly.

Even if you can bicker with 9527 every day, it will be boring after three months! ! (9527:...)

In fact, judging from the fact that the lifespan of the demons is generally 500 years (the higher the magic power, the longer the lifespan), the one-year journey is simply not worth mentioning, and the speed has been increased due to the war...

So the Demon King, who has no sense of time in the Demon Realm, is miserable and depressed.