Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

Holy Light Years.

In 521, a war broke out between the Light Continent and the Dark Continent.In the same year, the Demon King and his number one general Xiu disappeared.

The battlefield opens, and the two armies are at war.The flames of war quickly spread to all the border towns, and the roar of monsters and the sound of slaughter pierced the sky.

Blood stained the entire sky red.

There are many changes in the battlefield. Some people give up their belief in fallen demons, and some demons fall in love with humans and believe in the God of Light.Most of them fell into chaos and became slaves of the Shadow Clan.

War is the best proof that the big waves wash away the sand. The weak die, and the winners benefit endlessly.

And at the moment when the cannon fire ignited, our arrogant and indifferent Lord Demon King.

I am eating cream cake at the house of His Royal Highness the Son.

I stuffed a large piece of cake into my mouth, the mouths on both sides were bulging, and I said indistinctly: "Nisuowo is not scratching and going to cure this sticking?" (Do you think I want to organize this war)

I tried my best to swallow the cake: "It's a war, just use a formality, fighting and killing will scare the children."

[Host, I refuse to answer your question. ] 9527 has been a little bored recently.

"...Is your uncle here?" I asked with some uncertainty.

"Get lost!" 9527 ignored me after saying this.

I silently licked the cream on my mouth, wouldn't it really be my uncle?Such a big temper.

Of course, 9527 didn't come to the big uncle (...), it has been worrying about whether there is something wrong with its system control center recently.

Since getting those 30 points, it feels that its perspective on the host is completely different.

It actually thinks that the host who is so stupid, so stupid and so self-righteous, is so cute!

cute! !

It must be Yuanyuan reminding me that it is time to upgrade the system, 9527 concluded calmly.

【Host. 】

I was lifting the sugar cubes one by one, when I suddenly heard the voice of 9527 and my hands trembled.

The sugar cubes rolled off the table.

Me: ... =dish=

"What are you doing! Didn't you see that I was doing great things?!" I angrily dropped the last sugar cube in my mouth.

It's sweet and beautiful.

[With Xiu not by your side, you just put aside all manners and demeanor. ] 9527 was rather depressed.

"That's not-" I raised my face proudly.

[I didn't praise you. 】

I put my elbows on the table and supported my head: "So what did you ask me to do all of a sudden?"

[I'm going to get points to upgrade, and I won't show up for nearly a month, host, take it easy for me. ] 9527 is still a little worried about this stupid host.

"Go, go, what can happen here with Samuel." I waved my hand, "Sayo la la-"

"..." I was even more worried about what to do.

When Samuel returned home in a hurry after finishing his official duties, he saw the cold devil sleeping on the table under the pavilion in the back garden.

The evening sun in the west filled the entire pavilion, and the air was filled with the faint scent of butter. A tired butterfly rested on the silver-white hair.

Such a small group, how did he command the entire Demon Realm?

Samuel quietly walked to the seat in front of Cheryl and sat down, propped his chin and looked at Cheryl tenderly.

Will it be tiring?

That's why you followed me here instead of going back to that Demon Realm. (fog)

There is no sin in love, who said that falling in love with God must be sinful? !Who can judge me!

Xiu held the magic sword in his hand, and ruthlessly beheaded the surging monsters.

If these lowly things are punishments, does that mean that such crimes are not too great?

At the foot is a mountain made of corpses, and the strong smell of blood fills the place, making people sick.

Xiu's clothes were soaked with blood, and his usually neat long hair was also sticky, making him extremely embarrassed.

"Roar!!" The roar of the beast swept from a distance.

Xiu looked at the huge python and curled his lips.

Finally, it's not these offal.