Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 839
The Mustard Dimension did not wander around wantonly, but stayed in a tent on the other side of the Demon Kingdom, waiting for opportunities to move.

There are also people and beasts in the Demon Kingdom.

The status of beasts is lower than that of demons, while the status of humans is worse than that of beasts. They are basically raised as livestock and can be killed, humiliated or humiliated at will.

The tent where An Qingli was staying was full of minotaurs.

Listening to the meaning of these bull-headed magic words these days, it seems that some people are still in their own homes, raising people like chickens and ducks, and whenever they want to eat, they just take them out and chew a few mouthfuls.

An Qingli frowned, demons eat people, no wonder the Blood Demon Kingdom and the Qian Empire are incompatible.

Demons are aggressive.

Even in the barracks, there are often battles, and the casualties are at their own risk, and the commanders above don't care.

An Qingli stayed in the tauren's tent for seven days, and all three of them lost their lives because of fighting fiercely with other demons.

Some demons can increase their own strength by devouring other demons, which is also one of the reasons why the superiors don't care about it.

A real predator of the jungle.

After a few more days, I finally heard that Youmo was going back to Beijing and asked for reinforcements.

An Qingli manipulated the mustard space, carefully sneaked into the tent led by the gorefiend, attached to its flying magic weapon, and followed him to the capital of the demons in half a month.

Kyoto is bustling, and looking around, it is all black and full of demonic energy.

Some people were on all fours, their hands and feet were tied, and they were crawling on the ground.

And the demons sat on their backs, holding whips in their hands, and rode people like animals.

"Snapped!"

A human bone whip was drawn on the human Da Luo Jinxian, but the Da Luo Jinxian didn't dare to resist, bowed his head and continued to crawl.

An Qingli's heart sank, this Daluo Jinxian was aloof in the Qian Empire and admired by all, but here he was no different from a pig or a dog.

There are quite a few human races crawling on the street, and the demon race will use their crotch mounts as something to show off in competition.

If the cultivation level of the human race under it is too low, it is too embarrassing to ride it into the street.

In the Mozu script, the human race also uses the "it" of the animal instead.

In the mustard space, An Qingli used his Lingxi eyes to look outside, and found that a little far away, the human race was locked in a special cage, and they were sold by the catty.

A living person is worth three magic crystals, and a fresh dead person is also worth one magic crystal.

This is a paradise for demons and a hell for humans.

It is really not easy for Master Mu Sheng, a human race, to survive for hundreds of years in this demon land.

An Qingli followed the leader of the demon clan who had returned to Beijing, and took a day off in the mansion of the demon general.

On the second day, the leader of the demon clan deliberately made himself extremely miserable, and brewed tears and emotions in advance, and went to a higher-level demon general, begging for more troops.

An Qingli didn't follow. This is the capital of the Demon Kingdom. Although the mustard space has been upgraded to another level, it cannot be guaranteed to be safe.

In this huge Demon General's Mansion, An Qingli, who was already in the immortal stage, could already see and hear many things.

The demon general's four concubines were jealous, because the demon general who had just returned to Beijing only favored the youngest one last night, and neglected the other three.

The other three were outraged and wanted to join hands to teach the concubine a lesson.

A fight, the fight was a miasma.

As a result, the youngest concubine died and the other three were injured.

The leader of the demon general asked for more troops but failed, and was ridiculed by his colleagues. He was so angry that the three concubines who had won came to cry again, saying that they had lost their hands and killed the younger sister.

However, the demon general was not annoyed, he just opened his mouth suddenly, it was as big as a room, it was dark, and directly swallowed the three concubines into his stomach.

Little Lingxi was dumbfounded, what a cruel demon!

"Lord Mo Mao!"

There was a little demon with pimples all over his body, who hurried into the yard to report, and was too scared to raise his head.

"Say!" Mo Mao from the Real Demon Realm asked with his long black nails and his fangs.

"Master Zhimomao..." The little devil trembled tremblingly, "Ma'am sent someone to say that the superior said that you are not going well in sending troops this time, it seems...it seems that you are going to be dismissed..."

"hateful!"

That Momao was furious, and smashed the black stone table in front of him with a fist.

They are all those human races who have advanced in the black devil energy, and the black devil energy that can be hidden has been turned upside down!
"Damn it!" Mo Mao yelled furiously, he must not let him catch that hateful human race, otherwise it would be crushed to ashes.

An Qingli stayed in the Jiezi space, hiding under the eaves behind it, quietly watching the scene where it went berserk, with calm eyes.

Mo Mao's anger was hard to dissipate, but the pimple-covered little devil was already prepared to offer a few human races shaking like chaff.

"Please, don't eat us..." The human child's face turned pale with fright, his limbs were stiff and motionless.

But the little black devil said: "It is your blessing to be enjoyed by Master Momao. When your parents killed demons, they were very active. If you want to blame, blame your parents for being useless and being our captives." .Remember not to be a human being or a demon in this life.”

This little devil is called Uncle Mo Mao, so he can talk nonsense in person.

Mo Mao was already impatient when he heard that, he rolled his long tongue and swallowed several delicate demons in the cage.

This demon and that little demon are both tailless black lizard demons, when they touch the ground on all fours, they can crawl faster than they can walk, among other things, their escape skills are top-notch.

The little devil took another cup of fresh human blood to Mo Mao, chatting like gossip, comforting Mo Mao: "Uncle, in my opinion, it's not the human race who secretly advanced, but the curse of the escaped bastard, you Say?"

Bad luck?

An Qingli, who was hiding in the dark, was moved.

"That bastard must have hurt me!" Mo Mao was surrounded by black air, and his eyes burst out with raging anger.

Thinking back then, that unlucky bastard somehow ended up in the territory of the Demon Race.

As a low-level human race, you can eat as much as you want, and it's not enough to stuff your teeth.

But the demon who caught the rotten egg was reluctant to eat it, and sold it in the market for one and a half magic crystals.

That wretch still refused to accept it, and yelled what to say, why the person next to him sold it for three yuan, and he only sold it for one and a half yuan, so he said with great backbone that he would not sell it!
In the end, the little devil who caught him slapped him hard a few times, and he was completely honest.

The bad boy was sold at half price to an old old devil.

The old old demon was quite rich, and after taking the unlucky boy home, the unlucky guy said that he could make alchemy, so that the old old demon could show his glory again.

The old devil believed it, and took the overly effective elixir, and died on the little pretty devil's bed.

The bad guy panicked too, but he really did good deeds to survive, but who would have expected that the elixir he made was so good that it turned out to be self-defeating.

Originally, the next fate of the unlucky egg was to be eaten, but at the very moment, the unlucky egg was favored by an alchemist of the demon race.

The demon alchemist, Hua Mojing, bought the moldy egg at a high price, and even asked the moldy egg for the formula of the elixir.

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