Chapter 2220: Gift and show

"gift?"
Ron didn't understand that a devil actually said he would give himself a "gift", which might be even more absurd than when he heard a corpse speaking English along the way, London became a popsicle, etc.
However, since the terrible guy on the throne was able to communicate normally, Ron was too afraid to think that the other party was just talking nonsense.
So... what is the so-called "gift" that the owner of the living corpse will give to himself? Is it trace-free temptation and control? Or is it endless torture and torture?
Ron felt a shudder at the thought of this.
And while he was secretly horrified in his heart, but on the surface, he was still complacent, but he heard the demon on the throne speak again--
"Don't worry, gifts are gifts-I don't know what you just thought of, but I know that it must not be what you think."
The demon sitting firmly on the high steps deep in the hall was still lazy, and there was not much emotional color in the hoarse voice. It just seems to use a careless attitude and state of mind to state a fact lightly, but calmly but indifferently.
However, even with such a plain look and posture, it still seems to contain a mild but powerful momentum. But maybe it was because the other party had already taken the initiative to converge this momentum just now, but at the moment, it has a little more hidden meaning.
At that moment, Ron didn't speak, or he probably didn't know what to say-the other party's power was obvious, even if the oppressive forces were converged, the fact of the power would not change.
In this case, Ron felt that what he said was meaningless.
However, seeing Ron subconsciously keep silent, the tall devil leaning on the throne arm seemed to tirelessly explain to him:
"According to you human beings, shouldn't this kind of "gift" be a gift given in order to express the blessing, heart, and friendship of the giver to the recipient? I think the kid from the dead wind is deciding to bring you From the beginning of seeing me, have you already expressed my kindness to you?"
Speaking of which, it picked up its non-existent eyebrows slightly, and then said with coldness for the first time:
"If the kid forgets to mention it, then--"
"Master, wronged! Me, I told him! I really said it!"
Before the demon on the throne had finished, Ron only heard a few footsteps behind him, and he followed him to see the high-level living corpses that led him all the way and ran in. While loudly recognizing, he just crawled down on the floor.
When Ron saw it, he was shocked for a moment, but then he didn't even think of himself. He actually looked up at the devil with a ghostly look:
"He said it, you don't have to blame him... it's me, it's just my own misunderstanding."
For reason and reason, Ron shouldn't even flood these corpses, demons and the like, even if they have good intentions. You know, how many people have been killed by their people till now!
Whether it is a so-called "natural enemy" or not, at least, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a enmity.
However, even Ron himself didn't know what he had just thought. He actually took the initiative to open the high-level living corpse called "Death Wind" in front of the "master" above.
He can't wait for himself!
"What am I thinking?"
So as soon as he finished speaking, Ron regretted it.
But he didn't expect that if he said this, he got a slight nod from the throne.
"Really? Since this is the case, forget it!" The demon said indifferently, but his eyes never fell on his own body once, but continued to look at Ron and waved casually, "But... did I tell you to come in? Go out!"
When it said this, it always read that Ron had not changed, but everyone present knew that the other party would naturally say that it would not be Ron, but the high-level dead corpse.
The dead wind was simply down, and after hearing the master's last words, he immediately turned around without saying a word, and even slipped out of the ground.
Ron stared at the dead wind, which ran faster than his pet's mouse, and could not help scratching his head. It's a pity that he should have been a little funny, but now he can't even laugh a little.
After reluctantly sorting out his feelings, Ron pursed his lips and bravely took the initiative to continue.
"The powerful... uh... Lord Demon, you said just now that you gave me a gift just to express goodwill to me and befriend me. This is actually when the Mr. Deadwind just asked me to come, I already understood." Ron said, "but I want to know...what is your ultimate purpose? At least, I don't think I have anything worth your time."
Hearing Ron say that, the demon shook his head immediately.
"It's not'you'," it said, "or, at least it must be more than you-the gift someone entrusted to me is for everyone in your stronghold, even your entire humanity. And you are just a representative of the dead wind choice."
Not for him personally? When Ron heard this, he felt that this gift was a bit ominous... If the gift was moved by the devil~EbookFREE.me~ but he could not detect it with his own ability, then he dared to take it Bring the "gift" back to Hermione?
No, of course not! Just a small life is enough for him to fear, not to mention the possibility of pulling his good friends and even his family into the water?
"I--"
However, after thinking for a while, Ron hadn't waited to say no, but he heard the other person just say a word and instantly overshadowed his voice.
"Of course, you can also refuse to accept this gift. After all, I don't want to force you to do anything." The devil still said a little bit salty. "But, I only hope that you can wait to see the gift with your own eyes. It’s not too late to make your own judgment-trust me, that gift may not be your favorite, but it must be something you cannot refuse. At the same time, I also want you to understand that this is me I hope to give you a goodwill... or you can actually say that it is a'showing good'."
With that said, the demon seemed to finally stop waiting for Ron to speak, and straightened up and clapped his hands:
"Come in!"
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