"Yes." Chen Yan replied, "Why are you like me, is this your magic of transformation? Or is there any special purpose?"

"I have tens of thousands of faces, and everyone who sees me will see different faces," said the jealous king.

Chen Ye looked at the jealous king, and the jealous king was also thinking.

"Strange, even if you have just seized the blood of others, you can't summon me here." The jealous king glanced around.

There is nothing in this space, except for him and Chen Kun.

He didn't even know where it was, let alone how to get out of here.

This is also unprecedented for him.

Except for the human being with his bloodline in front of him.

There are no other clues.

"You seem to have the bloodlines of other **** kings?" The jealous king stared at Chen Yan.

"Is it obvious?" Chen Yan asked with open hands.

"It's obvious to me, after all, I'm much stronger than you."

"How many **** kings do you know? The smell on your body is complicated, and I'm sure you know more than one **** king."

"Half it, if you count it, more than half."

"Strange, how could they know the same human being together?" The jealous king asked puzzled.

"Did you analyze the results?"

The jealous king shook his head: "No, have you ever done this before?"

"No, I had summoned the projection of the Lord of Wrath, Samarr, in the world, and now it is my covenant.

"What? Has Samal entered the world, you can actually summon Samal's projection."

"His weak projection can be pinched to death."

Although his projection is very, very weak, it cannot be killed.

At least Chen Yun's known strength is impossible to kill him.

He has a near-immortal body.

Samael's projection is like a drop of water in an ocean.

Even if this drop of water is evaporated, a drop of water can be collected again in a very short time.

So, in a sense, the Samer projection in the world is immortal.

"And you made Samal your covenant demon ..."

"I said it was his projection, not him."

"It's really troublesome." The jealous king still had a headache over there.

Chen Ye took out the beer snacks and sat down directly.

"You slowly think, I will take a break first, after all, I am human and I will be hungry."

"Hungry?" The jealous king turned his head to Chen Yi: "I just realized that you and I are both coming into this space."

"Oh, did you find anything?"

"Since you have contact with me, and it is also the ontology that pulls into this space, it shows that we have a necessary connection, and maybe we need to conclude a contract."

"Contract? You are the king of hell, are you sure you want to conclude a contract with me?"

"Of course, is there anything wrong?"

"I'm fine. Harvesting a King of Hell as his own contract demon has no loss to me." Chen Yi said for granted.

"Who told you I'm going to be your covenant demon."

"What do you mean by a contract?"

"Concluding a contract is not just a master-slave contract."

Chen Huan does not intend to enter into any relationship with the Lord of Hell except the master and slave.

After all, the other party is the king of hell, the jealous king!

If you are not careful, you may be crushed by the pit.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with the contract. Think about the reason why we were transmitted here. First of all, I have something in common with you, bloodline. When I acquired your bloodline, we made a connection. , Let's get here, so, as long as there is a way to disconnect this connection, then we will leave here. "

Of course, what Chen Ye said was only speculation, and even Chen Ye couldn't fully determine whether it was exactly what he said.

"Disconnect?" The jealous king snapped his fingers.

Suddenly Chen Chen returned to the world.

"Chen Yun, what happened to you just now?"

Not only is it an illusion, Zhang Tianyi feels that Chen Huan has a momentary fall.

Chen Ye looked around, and then Zhang Tianyi and Byfra.

Byfra also looked at Chen Yan: "You just disappeared for a moment?"

A moment? Chen Ye looked at the two of them: "Did I just leave for a while?"

That space is really weird, but what does that space really mean?

"Chen Yun, what happened to you just now?"

"Nothing, have you had dinner?"

"No."

"That's right. You invited me to dinner."

"I thought you would say you invited us to dinner."

"I've done you a favor. Is it difficult for you to ask for a meal?"

"Actually, you are venting your own radon. It should be me to help you. After all, it is not easy to find a sandbag that can withstand your radon without any psychological burden.

"The same thing will happen again next time, don't look for me anymore, miserly ghost." Chen Zhuan turned away in dissatisfaction.

When he returned to the hotel, Portia complained endlessly.

"Chen, explain to Portia, she feels she's being fooled."

Fali's original intention was to make Chen Xun soothe Portia.

Chen Yan came to Portia: "Portia, have you forgotten, how much money do you still owe me? If you try again, I will count 50% higher on your bank interest."

What time did Portia stop talking.

Chen Yan can always hit her weakness with the most accurate angle.

Just then, Chen Ye's phone rang.

"Hey, Shirley."

"Uncle, we are leaving tonight."

"Tonight, okay, where are you now, I'll send you off."

"Without uncle, we are about to leave."

"I don't intervene, just to give you away, where are you now?"

"Well, at an abandoned dock 130 kilometers southwest of Rome, we set off in the early hours."

"I'll go now." Chen Yan said.

When Chen Ye arrived at the scene, he found a super luxurious cruise ship on the abandoned pier.

There were many people on the cruise ship, and there was a huge magic on it.

All the people on this cruise are psychics!

Chen Ye saw Shi Li, Moore, Rouen Facheben, Retha, and Koran on the dock.

Of course, and their partner, Godelis.

"Do you know that person over there?" Godelis looked at Chen Yan who came over.

"It's my uncle." Sai Li said, "He's here to send us."

"He knows our actions?" Godris asked dissatisfied.

"I know, but my uncle will not get involved in our business."