Vol 6 Chapter 170: 7 Devil's BBQ Conference

For the demons, the appearance of Doomsday Castle is the most sacred. Among the seven demon kings, the angry devil Samuel, the arrogant morning star Lucifer, and the stinking fly king Besib have come, and Mephisto is the host. Man, he arrived first, and the other three demon kings chose to abstain. Needless to say, the lazy demon king didn't want to step into the troubles of war in this life.
No one else will set foot in his realm. No matter how powerful the demon is, he will become tired and tired if he set foot in the lazy realm, and he will not want to work hard anymore. Everyone in his is sleeping.
The other two don’t want to fight, but their ability is really not as good as those of the previous four, but they can’t compete, but they simply don’t argue. The three of them are here to watch.
Anyway, the four demon kings have fought for it. After so many years, all three of them have seen through. The contention is furious. In the end, it is empty. The universe never thought of letting win!
The numbers of the seven demon kings will not change from beginning to end, and it is useless to fight. It is better not to fight. It is a good idea to be a good devil.
What counterattack heaven is called to play with the group of small shrimps below, whoever takes it seriously, who makes two strokes.
To put it bluntly, is too bitter, the top gangsters can't stand it anymore, the people below don't give any hope anymore, expect them to work, how could that be possible.
Devil also needs hope!
High-level demon lords pass from the crowd from time to time, and their towering figure dwarfs other low-level demon lords.
But this also couldn't stop them from whispering. Normally, they were the demon lords of the hostile camp. When they met, you were dead or alive. Now they can squat together, picking up the cigarette butts on the ground, and blowing the air.
"Tell me, what are our devil kings doing now?"
"Hey, what else can I do, it must be noisy, who can think of such a powerful tyrant, his family is dead, not dead, his soul would have been left in the kingdom of death by the goddess of death, Who knows that it was sent to our hell, our trouble is great..."
"I don't understand any trouble. Isn't it just a mortal soul?"
"The tyrant is not an ordinary mortal. First of all, he is a demigod, but he has stepped into the realm of the gods, and his ability to make waves, hey... Our several demon kings are also powerful characters, but compared with the tyrant, It’s still a drop, it’s a big hot potato!

"I heard that now that the Bully has been sealed by the collective, wouldn't it be good to continue the seal?"
"Aren't you afraid that someone will make trouble? Who stole the tyrant, isn't it a bad situation for other demon kings?"
"Wouldn't it be nice to put it in Doomsday Castle? If you put it here, you wouldn't be afraid of someone stealing it. Isn't Doomsday Castle not eligible for entry?"
"Are you stupid? You are afraid of stealing by other demon kings... I guess, now our seven bosses must have gathered together to discuss it with great dignity. That scene must be very sacred."
A high-level demon lord came to patrol, and the demon chatting Zhenghuan quickly closed their mouths and continued to squat on the ground to play grandsons.
At this time, in the Doomsday Castle, there is another atmosphere.
Mephisto, sitting on the throne, frustrated the mud on his hoof. After rubbing, he blew the mud on the crevices of his fingers, and said to Asazil, "Isn't your kebab cooked yet? Also me No one is allowed to grab the big lamb waist that I want. The big waist is mine. Recently I have to work hard to make up for it."
The sheep-head demon Asazil said dissatisfiedly, "What should I urge? I am a sheep's head, so I have to grill you mutton skewers. Why should I be so unlucky? Boss Mo, where did you learn this craft from, lamb? Would it be delicious to roast like this? I think it's still delicious to grill lamb chops directly.
Mephisto took a big sip from the beer and wiped the drink from his beard. "You know a P, this is what Li Kang taught me. Datian Chao sacred cooking, it's so delicious that I don't understand it? I said You guys, one by one, have known all day to develop their own cults in the world, and they don’t know how to maintain themselves."
The lazy devil Belial rubbed his eyes and said, "Maintenance...Maintenance is too tired, so sleep better."
Mephisto waved his hand. "You continue to say that you will enjoy this product for 180 years. No one will enjoy it without you. You don't need maintenance. Continue to be your sloth."
"People are national treasure giant pandas, and sloths are treated poorly." Belial yawned, licked his lips, and continued to sleep.
No one is wrong with him. Bellil is one of the most self-living ones. He does his favorite things every day. Others want to envy or not come.
The arrogant demon, Morningstar Lucifer took a sip of beer, "I have also eaten lamb skewers, sprinkled with chili noodles and cumin, that taste is simple, Xiao Ah, you should pay attention to it, the kebab is the most particular, Grill me another fish."
Asazil almost turned his face, "I've baked so much, you just sit there and command, you don't care about Besib, he has eaten several sheep by himself! If I go on like this, I really want to turn my face! "
Besib held a sheep's head and was eating, and after hearing it, he said disapprovingly, "Don't you just eat some of your sheep? Look at you stingy, look back and I invite you to my palace to eat a big meal! You Open your belly and eat whatever you want, even if I lose my bankruptcy! I am not that stingy person!"
The rest of the devil's faces were green when they heard the words "Shi Huang Huang Gong"....Bubble Eater, Fly King Besib's site is the toilet, also known as the sewer. Among the seven demon kings, the only place of peace.
Because no one really wants to grab this site...
Mephisto rubbed his temple and said ~EbookFREE.me~ The sheep are all mine. I’ll pay for it. That little boy, you’re gnawing, eating more, talking less, and you affect us as soon as you speak Appetite! "
"What do you mean? My bad breath?" Besib asked in a cautious manner.
The flies are staying in the place like the toilet, do you need to ask what to eat every day? Besib has always been very serious about bad breath!
"No... you have a fragrant tone, that is, the tone of your speech is annoying, and you don't want to eat with food, it's impolite to listen to your brother, and eat deliciously, otherwise your third Samel will be angry again. ."
Mephisto feared that he would not be able to hold Besib, and lifted Samer out to press him.
The most feared of Besib was Samuel, and he bowed his head obediently and continued to nibble.
"Oh, the boss of Mo is really exquisite, making people envious and jealous." Lilith, the jealous and passionate devil, said with a smile.
Mephisto touched Lilith's round thighs, "What's so jealous, come back to my room, let's have a good time, let them all be jealous, let's not be alright?"
Lilith gave him a glance, "I have eaten two big waists, what are you doing, can you do it? I think it’s okay. After eating this barbecue, you have to discuss the hot hands of bullying. How to deal with the potato, but he will break the balance we have worked hard to establish."
The demon kings nodded their heads, which was the real reason for their party. As for taking a vacation, eating a small barbecue, etc., are all incidental benefits.
Hell is too hard. The Doomsday Castle is a command post built by the Seven Demon Kings and a refuge. Here, they can shield the negative energy that tortures the nerves, and can enjoy the enjoyment like normal people. Opening a meeting is the most enjoyable thing.
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