"An elf and a dwarf walked into a bar alone and ordered a glass of purple breath grass liquid, a glass of snow honey liqueur, and a glass of Labo red wine.
An elf and a dwarf walked into a bar alone and ordered three glasses of Labo wine.
Three people walked into a bar and ordered three glasses of Labo wine.
A man and two ghosts walked into a bar and ordered a glass of Labo wine. Two ghosts said, 'There's no bar here!' '
A man walks into a bar. The boss said 'Ah, it's you again. You want Labour, right? '
People say 'no. Please give me a cup of the blood of the Time Dragon. '
The boss handed the cup and said 'Oh. It turns out you are the devil. I heard that every devil is different. What kind of devil are you? '
The human-like devil drank up the blood and said, 'I am the majority of devils. '
Countless ghosts suddenly appeared and laughed behind him. The bar owner also laughed, "So you are most of the devils." '"
——"Three hundred and sixty-six days, a few words with the devil·Most devil's stories"
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Chaos hell plane.
Beautiful if she weren't so rude.
If she wasn't so freewheeling...
If only she hadn't come and gone like the wind, appearing and disappearing.
If she didn't come from 90 million years ago...
If she wasn't...
"Handsome young man! Old Naruf is back!" Shan Karabi, the leader of the Fallen Angel Order, suddenly woke up from his deep thoughts after receiving a heavy tap on his shoulder.
Shan Karabi coughed, turned around to face the visitor, and lowered his voice.
"Elikgul, do you have any new discoveries to report?"
Two members of the Order who were repairing the statue looked at them curiously.
To be precise, it was Naruf who was looking at the appearance of Elric Gur.
The rapid changes in Elric Gur surprised every member of the Order of Fallen Angels.
From a certain point on, she no longer painted her face in black and gray, and she also lost the tattered attire of the cult.
She was wearing unusual clothes with complicated patterns and bright colors, which highlighted her perfect curves - she had sewn them herself, and they were different from any other clothes they had ever seen, which made them feel deeply uncomfortable and amazed at the same time. ;
Her toned and delicate-skinned arms are covered with jingling black bone rings with silver patterns;
The three-layered necklace is studded with a jade diamond as big as a finger that would make any ferocious beast shed tears upon seeing it;
The golden tassels started from her shoulders and went around her smooth and flat back and waist. They were thinly divided into tassels. They gently slapped her thighs as her body moved, making everyone want to take another look -
But it must not be stared at.
She was covered in jewels, and her red hair was carefully taken care of to give off a beautiful luster (how could a demon take care of his hair so carefully!). The gold thread stirred up gems and was woven into it, and it swayed wildly as she flew. Wild waves.
Whenever she appears from the demon group, she immediately attracts the attention of all the demons; when she walks by, she brings a wind of intoxication with the smell of blood; she comes and goes like the wind, speaking strange words that other demons do not understand;
When she stood leisurely and contentedly on the bow of the ship, commanding the suffocating night, in addition to her captivating beauty, there was another kind of temperament that could not be concealed that shocked the minds of all the members of the Order.
Arrogant.
"Old...oh!"
Elekgul Naruf's beautiful dark gold eyes glanced at the two members of the cult, he smiled as if he understood something, turned his head, and stretched out his hand towards Shan Karabi.
The dean remained nonchalant, took out a small gold-billed bird-shaped pipe, and placed it in the palm of his slender hand with fifteen shining rings——
His nonchalance was quickly broken. Naruf held his pipe in his mouth, put his other hand on his shoulder unceremoniously, leaned against him, and said with a smile.
"There is another rare stone workshop next to the star intersection on the Qianyan Plain. Let's go and have a look! Get something useful. We need a new wardrobe and a new storage room. Pack the things you collect.”
Shan Karabi calmed down.
The Holy Angel was in his heart, and his heart was sacred and magnanimous. Everything he did was in the service of the Holy Angel. There was nothing to be afraid of. Then he looked up and saw two members of the cult laughing and whispering something. , while constantly looking back, he left quickly.
"Hey! Why are these guys leaving! They want to bring two helpers!"
While smoking his pipe, Naruf did not let go of his hand. He hugged Rabbi Shan and complained, "Are you giving them too much homework again?"
"No." Karabi Dan said weakly, feeling that all his strength had been drained out, "Go to that workshop."
Before he finished speaking, he was thrown on Naluf's back. After two leaps, he boarded the suffocating night parked above the courtyard - this once luxurious ship experienced a soul, broken copper and broken iron. The two states finally regained part of their majesty——
Its keel and frame are now made of three alloys with different toughness. The oily hull is divided into patterns composed of marrow stones, and a deterrent circle composed of the white bones of the monster's spine hangs from the bow.
This ship is now the most eye-catching and windiest thing near the floating island group on the edge of where the Ten-Headed Snake Courtyard is located.
Through the scorching wind, they picked up Yi Cha's reply along the way.
"Describe the changes in hell in detail..." Shan Karabi read.
"Hey! Does he want to hear this?" Naruf leaned over, "You should have told me earlier. I'll do it!"
She pushed aside the single Karabi, stretched out a finger full of rings, and began to write a reply in a rustling manner.
"We took in a passing craftsman, a demon craftsman! This saved a lot of trouble!
Good guy, I remember you said that there are no such guys in the Chaos Hell now, right? There it is again.
This craftsman said that he suddenly got out of his confusion recently and understood some principles about the relationship between pliers and pulleys. We just happened to meet him, haha!
You may think it’s nothing! But old Naruf tells you that this is not a single phenomenon. Many new workshops and production rooms have opened in Qianyan Plain, the nearest gathering place of our floating island...
The handsome guy said that they only appeared recently! We're heading there!
Anyway, maybe it was the black rain you summoned that raised everyone's standards!
In addition to getting stronger, thoughts other than fighting began to pop up... Intestines are no longer something that can only be used for eating, but can be used to make knitted art - finally the current demon has discovered this. Got it!
There are many similar things. Last time I saw a demon painting on the top of Yanya Cliff! Although it’s less interesting than what my first mate painted…”
She thought for a while, scratched her face, and added
"I can't tell. Let's see for yourself when you come back, my good friend.
In addition, you said that I would feel lonely, and old Naruf originally felt the same way! No one could quite understand what I was saying. Just stare at me.
But this handsome guy you sent me is so considerate to me, damn, I feel a little embarrassed sometimes!
Anyway, old Naruf felt at home again.
Good fellow, do you think our two heroes need to say thank you? I still want to thank you!
Do not worry! Old Naruf is living very happily with the handsome young man..."
The letter in his hand was taken away with a "snap".
The captain looked up and saw that Karabi's face was so red that it glowed like a bursting fire.
"Yes, it's okay. This is enough." I don't know why, the dean stammered, "Send it quickly and send it out. The Holy Angel must be waiting for the reply."
