Devourer: "Shut up!"

He grinds his teeth and scratches his claws on his favorite gold floor. He now wants to go for a demon!

Of course, before that, he had to reason with the broken paper and make it a little clearer. What is self-knowledge as a plate of dishes: "Lao Tzu is not a place, and I do not like you."

Yan Ge giggled: "Brother, you look so cute, look at you, your face is red."

Devouring Heaven Beasts ... I was so angry!

The devouring beast thinks he has lived long enough, but he has never encountered such a retarded demon!

If it weren't for its delicious taste, he would feel that he was insulting his style even after eating this guy.

Almost silent, he asked in a cold voice, "Why do you think I like you?"

Not only does this little demon have no self-knowledge of making dishes, he has no self-knowledge of making demon.

"My brother built such a golden nest for me, and he said he was going to eat me. Even that sassy fox knew that my brother liked me. How could I not know?"

The voice of Yan Ge rejoiced and said, "Brother, I know you will be shy if you are thin-skinned. Don't be shy. I try to cultivate, brother, you remember me!"

After she finished speaking, she really started to practice the exercises taught her by the Devouring Beast.

Feeling the aura flowing around the neck, the anger of the devouring beast reached the bottleneck and was pressed back by him.

Damn, he's such a skinny man, it's a shame that even a little demon said he was thin-skinned!

If any other demon dared to say this, he would surely frustrate that guy, but now, it is this moment of delicious torn paper that says this.

His fists clenched and slowly let go.

He wanted to go out and find a demon to vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would be shocked by the little demon who was practicing at the neck, and he could only endure snoring on the big sofa.

Although the techniques of the Devouring Beasts by Yange are advanced techniques, they have no effect on the improvement of strength. The main function of this technique is to transform the second form.

Yange didn't change the exercises halfway.

Because she felt that such exercises had no effect on the body like the host.

What the host needs more is the method of improving ability.

The devouring beast snored for a long time, and the taste buds were seduced by the smell on his neck, and he kept licking the gold pendant on his neck with his tongue in the sleepless room.

Drool was even more lame.

While drooling, he was figuring out when this little demon would be able to cultivate the second form.

By then, he will surely swallow her.

After all, being a dish of him is also the honor of this stupid demon.

But he waited and waited for a long time. Not only did he not feel the second form of the little demon, he didn't even feel the little demon's training progress.

"What's the matter?" He jabbed at the gold pendant: "It's been a long time since you've cultivated. Why isn't there much aura in your body?"

Although he interrupted the practice of Yange, he did not make Yange feel uncomfortable because of the gentle means.

Yan Ge asked blankly, "Isn't my practice good? In order to give my brother Stone Skin, I've been working very hard, why can't I make a profit?"

The word "skin" made the Devourer feel a toothache when he heard it, and made him forget even his main thing. He grabbed the gold pendant with his claws, and he snarled angrily: "When I said that Lao Tzu is wrong, you are deaf Yet?"

"Okay, what my brother says is what, I know he's thin and shy."

Devourer: ...