Demons are indeed cruel and bloodthirsty.
But they're just as forthright and lovely.
Muyan patted Ye Ling's shoulder lightly, signaling her to be calm, and said casually: "If I win one hundred thousand magic shells, I will share half with you."
"What... what?!" Ye Ling's eyes widened, and he gulped.
Half of 100,000 magic shells, that's 50,000 magic shells!
If there are 50,000 magic shells, she... she...
"You, are you serious?"
Muyan smiled and said: "So, can you just shut up and watch the battle quietly?"
Ye Ling wiped his mouth and obediently stopped talking.
Just a pair of eyes shining with excitement.
"Puchi!" A mocking sneer came from the front.
"It's just you, a weak chicken with thin arms and thin legs, and you want to win a hundred thousand monsters. Don't laugh at me. Hahaha..."
Muyan looked up, and saw that the person speaking was a muscular, muscular man with a donkey face and a horse mouth.
It stands to reason that those who can come to participate in the selection are all young talents from the demon clan.
But the appearance of the person in front of him, in terms of human aesthetics, is almost like a middle-aged uncle.
Muyan thinks about the peerless elegance of her little uncle, and then looks at the strong man in front of her, and the odd-looking man in the team who is not much better than this strong man, she can't help but want to cover her face.
How blind is that demon princess, after having a fiancé as a little uncle, she can still accept choosing a husband-in-law from these crooked melons and dates.
See Muyan looking over.
The donkey-faced demon immediately raised his hands and made a fist movement, the muscles of his chest and arms immediately bulged out.
Well, it also seems that he is getting more and more grotesque.
"What are you looking at, are you envious of my good figure and good looks? Hehe, stop dreaming, even if you practice for a hundred years, you little weak chicken, you won't be able to have it."
As he said that, he glanced at him up and down, shaking his head with pity on his face, "It's so pitiful, with your slumped, inexperienced appearance, I'm afraid you won't even be able to pass the screening! Tsk tsk, but that's fine, Otherwise, with your small stature, if you entered the competition field, wouldn't you be crushed to death casually!"
As he spoke, he turned around triumphantly and arrogantly, looking expectantly at the tent that was getting closer and closer.
Muyan was left stunned on the spot.
She had thought that she would be despised in terms of strength.
But she never thought that when she disguised herself as a man, she would still be despised by others for her appearance
Could it be that she really made a mistake
Demons have a different aesthetic from humans.
It's this kind of muscular man that the demon princess likes, not a handsome young man like my little uncle
Muyan looked at the male monsters in the team who were ugly but full of confidence, and for the first time began to doubt life.
…
In the square tent.
"You are eliminated, the next one!"
"What? I... I was eliminated? How is this possible? Look at my strong muscles and strong physique! How could I be eliminated? Wait, I don't accept it, do you want to monopolize me, so Deliberately eliminated me from the competition. I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it!!”
boom!
A teacup was smashed to the ground.
In the tent, several female demons with enchanting figures and revealing clothes were all glaring, the expressions on their faces were as disgusting as if they had eaten a fly.
"What the fuck!! What the hell is this? Just because of his weird looks, I still monopolize him, vomit! I'm going to vomit!"
In fact, Muyan didn't know that not all demons had such strange looks.