Chapter 238: The Shadow Soldiers Patrol, the Golden Stick Suppresses the Shadow Demon

I remembered that the sister-protecting demon in the neighbor's house would cause trouble to anyone who was close to his sister, because in his eyes, all demons, vampires, or other demons who were close to his sister had bad intentions towards his sister.

During the time when he was studying in the abyss, the demon's sister visited him several times. Later one day, this little demon and a few companions blocked him on the road.

Then. He beat him and those companions.

In the days that followed, he beat this demon every now and then. It was not that he liked to beat him, but that this demon had a short memory and blocked him from time to time.

He was tired of beating him during that time. In order to prevent this guy from blocking him again, he said that he had no thoughts about his sister.

As a result, this guy was angry and roared: My sister is so beautiful and gentle, how dare you, a dog, have no thoughts about my sister?

Brainless sister-protecting demon.

It's not okay to like his sister.

It's not okay to dislike his sister.

He is a tough demon. If you meet him, there is no need to say anything. Just knock him out. It saves you trouble and effort.

He is now the Hell God of Death in the underworld. Judging from his condition, he should have become the Hell God of Death in the underworld after his death.

I don’t know whether this sister-protecting demon died of natural causes or was killed by a powerful demon.

"Demon." Lance took a sip of red tea, put down the teacup, and waved at the demon who wanted to abduct the dragon cub. "Let's go. You should be glad that the Dragon Temple has no clergy for the time being. If the Dragon Temple has clergy now, you, the death god of the little underworld hell, may have been imprisoned."

"Mighty man, your dragon cub has a connection with my little underworld. Can I sign a soul-collecting contract with her?"

"No."

"Mighty man, let me tell you about our little underworld. In fact, our little underworld is also called the underworld. Like hell, it controls the cycle of life and death. The little dragon has become a soul-collecting envoy. Even if angels see her in the future, they will have to show courtesy.

And our little underworld has the strength to compete with hell. Not only that, our little underworld also has the Ten Kings of Hell, and each of them has the strength of a demon god."

The underworld

The Ten Kings of Hell

Which genius devil in the abyss materialized the story he told back then?

And compete with hell

Hell is really underestimated.

Not to mention competing with Hell, he might even let the dragon cub sign a soul-snatching contract for fun.

Even if he wants to compete with Hell, forget it. How can a small underworld that has been born for less than a few thousand years compare with a hell that has existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years?

If the dragon cub really becomes a soul-snatching agent of the small underworld, he will be on the wanted list of Hell sooner or later.

"Not interested, go away, don't bother my dragon cub anymore, otherwise I don't mind turning into a cub-protecting crazy demon and beating you up, or handing you over to the clergy of the temple."

Cub-protecting crazy demon

The demon death god who hid his true face under the wide hat again had a momentary trance in his eyes. These four words reminded him of a vicious and gloomy black dragon neighbor.

That damn guy beat him up whenever he saw him, and every time before knocking him out, he would say with disgust that he was a sister-protecting crazy demon.

Such a guy, later relying on his own strength, forcibly entered the circle of middle-level demons from a low-level demon clan, and then stepped into the circle of high-level demon clans. After that, he had no news about that guy.

After a long, long time, he heard that the Abyss Higher School had admitted a black dragon man as an exception. The black dragon man had good academic performance and became friends with several royal families at that time.

After that, there was gradually no news about him. When he heard about the black dragon man again, it was the black dragon man who secretly learned the taboo spells mastered by the major royal families.

Black Dragon Man Lance!

A very old name.

It is said that many kings of the Abyss Demon Clan are wanted and rewarded for this black dragon man. During the time he was performing missions in the human world, he also encountered many demons.

"Excuse me, I will not appear in front of you and Xiaolong again."

The devil death bowed slightly, saluted Lance, and his figure disappeared into the void.

He was once a sister-protecting demon, and he could understand the feeling of wanting to protect his family.

He is not the fierce and gloomy black dragon man of the past, and he cannot beat this fierce man who protects his cubs.

The black dragon man of the past may not be able to beat this fierce man who protects his cubs.

No, if the black dragon man who secretly learned the forbidden spells of the major royal families is the fierce and gloomy black dragon man

then he may be able to beat this fierce man.

The forbidden spells of the royal family can easily kill dragons.

The young dragon came to sit next to Lance. The hell god of death finally left, no. It was the devil god of death, with a pair of devil horns on his head.

The small underworld.

There seems to be a small underworld in the area under the charge of the god of death Solomon.

Do you want to ask the evil dragon?

Forget it, I won’t ask.

It’s not like I will always see the devil god of death in the small underworld.

"Lance, what are we going to eat tonight?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Barbecue."

"Then let's have barbecue tonight."

"I want to eat barbecue, too."

The red dragon, who had worked all afternoon, heard the conversation between the young dragon and Lance, threw away the shovel in his hand, and hurriedly echoed.

It was true that he had made the big hole in the grass, but it was Lance, the Duke of Saint Blue, who threw him from the sky to the ground.

Logically speaking, Lance should have worked like him, but in fact, he had been a supervisor in the yard for the whole afternoon.

Shame!

It is a shame for a dragon to be bullied by humans!

"It's accommodation, but not food. If you want barbecue, you have to pay."

"No, who can't make barbecue."

"I like self-reliant dragons."

After sitting in the yard for a while, Lance got up and began to prepare the ingredients. The young dragon helped Lance to prepare onions, ginger, garlic, fruits, and fruit wine.

After finishing his work, the red dragon handed the shovel to the maid Ingrid. Seeing the fruits, fruit wine, and vegetable salad on the table, he was greedy.

"Do you want some fruit?"

"Do you want money?"

"No money, I'll treat you, but I can only treat you to two apples and three bananas."

The young dragon wearing an apron took two apples and three bananas from the fruit plate and handed them to the red dragon.

"Amethyst little dragon, I, Red Dragon Stephens, accept your friendship. When Dragon Island appears, if you want to go to Dragon Island in the future, tell me and I will take you there.

Although I can't guarantee that you can live on Dragon Island for a long time, I can still let you stay on Dragon Island for a while."

The red dragon took the apples and bananas handed to him by the young dragon and ate them.

The eyes of the amethyst little dragon were very clear, but his blood was a little impure. If it was a pure-blooded amethyst young dragon, when Dragon Island appeared, I would take this amethyst young dragon back to Dragon Island and hand it over to the amethyst dragon clan.

If she wasn't a pure-blooded purple crystal dragon, then all he could do was take her to Dragon Island and let her see the legendary Dragon Island.

"Purple crystal dragon, after this human dies, if you have nowhere to go, you can find me."

Lance, who was cooking the beast leg, heard the red dragon's words, stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at the red dragon. He kidnapped his dragon cub in front of him?

He beat him lightly in the morning, he should have hit harder.

"What are you looking at? It's a bit harsh, but as a human, you can't live forever if you don't become a god. You will die eventually. It's best for me to take care of the purple crystal dragon after you die."

"I have no problem. As long as the dragon cub is willing, I don't mind letting you raise the cub for me."

The dragon cub grinned.

Except for the evil dragon, no one has the chance to raise her.

"Then I will inherit your legacy and raise the purple crystal dragon for you."

"???"

Lance chased the red dragon Stephens with a knife.

This dog red dragon still wants to inherit his legacy. His legacy will only be left to the dragon cub. Except for the dragon cub, whoever wants his legacy will die.

When the red dragon Stephens fled, he took two bottles of fruit wine from the table. The Duke of Saint Blue was a little ungrateful.

He really cut him with a knife

If he hadn't run fast, the dragon's tail would have been chopped off by this guy.

He has no respect for dragons.

He doesn't care whether he is a pure-blooded dragon at all.

He chased the red dragon for three blocks and made sure that the red dragon rolled out of his sight. Then he returned to the courtyard and continued to cook the roasted beast leg.

"Don't worry, Lance, maybe you will inherit my legacy at that time."

"Do you really want me to take care of you in your old age?"

Lance picked up the spoon and knocked on his own dragon cub's head in annoyance. He didn't want to inherit the dragon cub's legacy at all.

He just wanted the dragon cub to inherit his legacy.

"No, I'm not a pure-blooded dragon. I won't live long. If I accidentally die before you, you can inherit my legacy with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you a pure-blooded dragon before 2,000 years."

"Well, I will also work hard to evolve!!!" The young dragon pulled up the chef's hat on his head. The evil dragon is good in every way, but he likes to hit her head.

If you really want to get along with the evil dragon for hundreds of years, you don't even need to practice the iron head skill. The evil dragon can directly hit her with an iron head.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the barbecue is ready, five roasted beast legs.

Lance ate one roasted beast leg, the young dragon ate three roasted beast legs, and Ingrid ate the remaining roasted beast leg.

The roasted beast leg is paired with fruit wine, and it really smells better and better.

The white wine smells good too.

The young dragon secretly drank half a glass of white wine while Lance was not paying attention. After drinking a glass of white wine, she felt a flame going down her throat and into her stomach.

She quickly took a bite of the barbecue, and then the door to a new world opened.

Barbecue with white wine seems to be more fragrant than with fruit wine!

The young dragon began to beg Lance to pour half a bottle of white wine so that she could eat barbecue with white wine.

Don't even think about half a bottle.

Three or two glasses of white wine will do.

The dragon cub drank it all, and Lance also poured a glass of white wine for Ingrid to try.

Ingrid was flattered. The Viscount personally poured wine for her. What kind of treatment was this?

Even the princesses of the Red Maple Kingdom may not be able to enjoy this treatment.

Speaking of which, the Viscount is very casual in front of his own people, and the superiors and subordinates are not very obvious to the Viscount.

After drinking a glass of white wine, Ingrid's face instantly turned red.

Dinner lasted until twelve o'clock in the morning.

It's summer now. It seems that I can drink beer.

Next time, find a small river beach, put a few watermelons and a dozen bottles of beer on ice, and barbecue and drink.

When the financial crisis of Saint Blue is over, call Tisya, Claire and others to celebrate together.

Proper relaxation is good for physical and mental health.

The dragon cub has a good alcohol tolerance. After drinking five taels of white wine, he is not drunk and can help Ingrid clean up the tableware.

Lance lay down.

Lying on the rocking chair in the yard, with a blanket on his body, he admired the beautiful night sky in the early morning.

After the young dragon cleaned up the tableware, Ingrid let the young dragon rest, and she could handle the rest of the work herself.

The young dragon didn't bother to be polite with Ingrid. She took out a rocking chair from the lucky gold coin and placed it not far from Lance's rocking chair. She followed Lance's example, went to the rocking chair, covered herself with a blanket, looked at the stars in the night sky for a while, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After eating and drinking enough, and being slightly drunk by the white wine, the young dragon was extremely relaxed. He fell asleep directly in the early morning breeze.

Lance turned his head to look at the dragon cub. Seeing that the dragon cub fell asleep in seconds, he smiled slightly and closed his eyes.

He was not afraid that the dragon cub would catch a cold. With the dragon cub's current physique, even if he put her in the ice and snow, she might not catch a cold.

It was very comfortable to sleep in the evening breeze.

Not long after, Lance fell asleep.

The lights in the courtyard were still on.

After Ingrid finished cleaning up, she went into the house to sleep. She found a seat by the window, sat on the chair, and looked at her Lord Viscount and His Highness the little dragon.

She wanted to make sure that when the Viscount and His Highness Xiaolong called her, she would be there by their side as soon as they called.

After a busy day, she slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a dark shadow appeared in the void in the courtyard. It was the Devil Death.

The Duke of Saint Blue was called Lance.

He had the same name as his once fierce and gloomy neighbor.

One was a black dragon man.

The other was a human.

Same name.

Different temperament.

But he was still a little concerned and collected some information about this fierce man first.

He showed up this time just to observe this fierce man and see what the difference was between this fierce man and the black dragon man.

He was not a black dragon man, and he was nothing like him.

The Devil Death stared at Lance for a while, took out the image stone and left a shadow for Lance, then disappeared into the void.

Not long after he sank into the void, Lance opened his eyes.

Image stone.

His shadow might not be left on the image stone.

He closed his eyes again and went back to sleep.

Early the next morning, in Alchemy City.

Lance brought his dragon cub to Alchemy City for breakfast.

While eating, many extraordinary people were discussing the Miaomiao House in the Other Dimension Department Store.

They said that a magical thing happened in the Miaomiao House in the Other Dimension Department Store last night.

A card without a card spirit was automatically activated in the middle of the night, and a golden stick suppressed a shadow demon.

In addition, the street where the Miaomiao House in the Other Dimension Department Store was located last night also saw the terrifying sight of ghost soldiers patrolling.

The ghost soldiers wearing golden armor patrolled back and forth on that street, as if they were guarding the Miaomiao House in the Other Dimension Department Store.

It was simply outrageous.

Ghost soldiers appeared in Alchemy City to guard a small Miaomiao House?

Those were serious ghost soldiers, not lonely ghosts or undead spirits.

This kind of thing had never happened in Alchemy City before.

Who was the boss of Miaomiao House?

Why could he alarm these beings?