Chapter 1821： Hunger striker (1/2)

”Your mouth still smells so bad.”

Autumn Demon God smiled, ”Believe it or not, I will find a chance to pull up three or five friends and kill you in the Demon God Mansion?”

”If you dare to come, you have already come, why bother to talk to me today.”

Su Han smiled lightly.

”Cannonball?”

The Autumn Demon was stunned. He hadn't heard this word before, but he quickly distinguished the meaning of this word with his wisdom.

The other party was mocking him for bragging.

In order to mock him, also specially compiled a new vocabulary?

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the autumn demon.

”Two, long time no see, I don't know why the Demon God of Desire invited us to the banquet this time?

Did you two know? ”

A mountain-like figure appeared behind the two of them. As soon as he appeared, it immediately blocked the sunlight on the two of them, forming a large shadow on the ground.

When the envoys passing by saw this figure, a trace of awe appeared in their eyes.

”Hunger Strike”

Among the seventy-two demon gods, not the most tyrannical, but the most fearful, awe-inspiring, and eager to stay away.

Hunger strike does not mean not to eat. The word Jue is used to describe the variety of ‘food’ and the appetite is great enough!

The fall demon **** is like a rabbit, swishing to the distance, and distanced himself from the hunger strike demon god.

Su Han's eyes fell on the hunger strike demon god.

This person is at least two feet tall, which is really as tall as a rockery.

The fat on his body is layered on top of each other, and in the gaps between these fats, one can see black spikes protruding.

He doesn't have a neck, or the neck is as thick as his head, and there is a dark mouth on his head the size of a water tank.

The mouth has no lips and no teeth, just like a black hole, as if it will not close all the year round.

Just like now, while he was waiting for Su Han and Autumn Demon God to answer, his mouth was still wide open.

”It's been a long time indeed.”

Su Han nodded with a strange expression.

For this person, Zhengye Demon God deliberately said a few more words when he confessed.

The hunger strike demon **** is the oldest lower demon god, and it is possible to be promoted to the middle demon **** at any time.

The predecessors of Zhengye, Autumn and his like, also have a certain status among the middle demon gods.

But whether it is the middle demon **** or the lower demon god, they rarely get close to the hunger strike demon god.

Everyone knows that his goal is one day to taste the Xutian Demon.

It was once when a middle-level demon **** was seriously injured, and he encountered a hunger strike demon **** and was swallowed by him.

After swallowing the middle rank demon god, the hunger strike devil god's cultivation base has not been promoted to the middle position, but it is undeniable that among the lower rank demon gods, the hunger strike devil **** must be ranked in the top sequence.

It can even kill the injured middle demon god, so even the middle demon **** is quite jealous of the hunger strike demon god!

”You haven't answered my question yet, the Demon God of Desire invited us to come over for a banquet. What are you eating?”

Hunger strike demon god.

”This is not the problem you just had.”

The Fall Demon reminded.

”it's the same.”

The hunger striker smiled honestly, his mouth opened wider.

”We don't know, maybe after the feast, Demon God of Desire will tell us.”

Su Han smiled lightly.

The Hunger Strike Demon God nodded slightly, then looked at Su Han a few more times, and suddenly said, ”You smell better than before. Have you realized the new authority of the saint?”

”The new saint authority?”