Chapter 729: Small dumplings (4)

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Walking on the corpse of the demon, the two armies came out of the underground world under the guidance of the monsoon smoke. On the plain of the rot, the moon stars were thin, the cool evening wind blew, and the blood of the soldiers was taken away. Just like this dust settled.
When they returned to the camp, they found that the soldiers of the Qingyi Army had already returned to their respective camps. In the past, they were arrogant, but they became defeated cocks, curled up in their tents, and did not dare to show up.
This battle has damaged two deceased people. The army has more than 100,000 people, and only 60,000 of them have been left. Among them, at least 10,000 people have died under the poison of Situ.
Lu Shaoqing did not rush to the demon's lair in the first time. The team he and Yang Lan took was blocked in the middle of the road because of the collapse of the road. It was later turned back to the camp.
After a battle, everyone was exhausted and walked into the camp early and rested.
And the monsoon smoke...
But there is no sleepiness.
She sat in the camp and looked at the soft scum standing on the table. The complex face, she sealed the demon of the demon king with her own instinct. The average person could not detect the real identity of the demon king. of.
The monsoon smoke has some headaches. This war is victorious, but her mood has not eased at all. The truth she knows from the cremation is like a huge stone pressing on her chest.
As for her half-human demon, she stayed in the Holy Dragon Empire, and sooner or later she will have an accident. Although she did not use the armor, she only thought that Liu Kai and others she knew would be due to the destruction of the armor. Exposed by the Holy Dragon Empire, the monsoon smoke is very annoying.
There is such a little guy...
The small dumplings seemed to perceive the gaze of the monsoon smoke. It looked at the monsoon smoke with a tail and a small mouth, revealing a small deciduous tooth, which was small but sharp.
"Hungry..." The small group looked pitifully at the monsoon.
The monsoon butts are even more painful.
She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the fire.
A glimpse of the fire, there is some helplessness: "It can eat some animal raw meat."
The monsoon smoke was relieved, and she was asked to use her human flesh to feed the demon king, but she could not do it.
The monsoon smoke quickly found a piece of raw meat in the face of the small group, the little guy smelled the faint smell, his eyes immediately lit up, the head was open to eat, the blood of the paste was a circle, see It’s really scary to go up.
"If you don't want it to become like other demons in the future, don't let it have a chance to taste human flesh and human blood." The fire slammed his head and looked at the monsoon smoke.
"Human flesh and human blood have great appeal to the Yaozu. Once they have tasted it, they are hard to forget, and that kind of delicious food can't be replaced by any food. Although some demon people, in order to avoid fighting with humans. It suppresses the desire for human flesh, but this suppression, once erupted, will be very terrible." The fire saw that the monsoon smoke did not seem to deal with this small group, and then reminded him.
"I will pay attention." The monsoon smoked nod.
Just between these two sentences, the small group has already eaten the raw meat of the palm of the hand, and it is very satisfying for its current body shape.
Suffying it, shrinking four small hooves, the group became a small ball, and rolled up on the table with pleasure.
Monsoon smoke, "..."
This stupid thing is really a demon king?