Chapter 1822： People (2/2)

Sheng Luo evil spirit laughed strangely.

When some of the middle demon gods on the table saw the lower demon gods, their faces showed strange colors.

But they didn't say a word, Su Han took a look at these demon gods, and through the original ”confession” of Zhengye Demon God, he took the seats one by one.

This group of demon gods belonged to the kind who didn't like to talk, and their temperaments were rather gloomy. This was the impression Zhengye Demon God had on them.

Sheng Luo Demon God is the most escaped one in the entire abyss of despair.

”Everything can become food, including you.”

The hunger strike demon said lightly.

After hearing the words, the Demon God Sheng Luo laughed at the Demon God of Hunger Strike again. The Demon God of Hunger Strike just listened quietly and did not respond.

During this process, a demon **** walked in from the outside. Everyone had seen each other, so they greeted each other. The lower demon **** was in a circle with the lower demon god, and the middle demon **** and the middle demon **** were in a circle.

Su Han checked every demon **** in his seat to avoid waiting for the gaps in his words. Since he wants to pretend to be a demon **** in the wild, he should act like a demon god.

”Well, the guests invited by the Demon God of Desire have all come.”

The Cunning Eye Demon God walked in front of the crowd and counted the number of people, a total of 19 people.

Among the nineteen people, there are four middle demon gods, and the rest are lower demon gods.

The Demon God present already occupies a quarter of the total strength of the Abyss of Despair. If you count the Cunning Eye Demon God and their subordinate gods, one third will be there.

Every demon **** is a great existence.

”I am the Demon God, even if the Demon God of Desire does not invite me, can I not invite me?”

”This……”

Suddenly there was a quarrel outside, and then a figure walked in from outside.

Upon seeing this, the demon **** of treacherous eyes shook his head slightly at the lower demon **** behind the figure, and retreated.

”Zi Mo Demon God, Demon God of Desire did not give you an invitation. May I ask if you are here today, what's the matter?”

The Devil God of Cunning Eyes is quite patient.

Zi Mo glanced away, locked Su Han, pointed at him and said, ”I want him to give me an explanation.”

”Zhengye Demon God, I warned you not to play with the feelings of the Demon God, look at it, it's a fire now.”

The way of the fall demon gloating.

Su Han smiled and glanced at Zi Mo, ”Didn't I say that it's over with you, what kind of explanation do you want me to give you?”

”I just want you to tell me which demon **** you hooked up with.”

Zi Mo said coldly.

Su Han smiled faintly, his mind suddenly moved, and smiled: ”Do you know the seventh princess of the Xuanding clan?”

”she was?”

Zi Mo was startled slightly, and her expression suddenly became a little weird. She didn't expect that Su Han's transference was not the Demon God, but the Profound Ding Clan!

At this moment, a very depressed breath came from outside the door.

Seeing this, the sly eye demon **** said to the Zimo Demon God: ”Zi Mo Demon God, please sit down first.”

”Ok.”

Zi Mo knew that the Demon God of Desire was coming, so he didn't dare to make any more noise, so he directly found a seat and sat down. After a few breaths, a figure walked in from outside the door, and when Su Han saw the opponent's appearance, he almost couldn't control the deception mask's disguise...