God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

The demon god under Yi Qi stepped into the devil's cave with several of his subordinates as if he was willing to die righteously.

On the other side of Dao Yi Holy Land, Bei Zun has been roaring ever since he was escorted to Dao Yi Holy Land.

What he meant was that he wanted to die, and would rather die than be taken prisoner.

It's just that the human race doesn't understand the demon language. Listening to Bei Zun's roar, he didn't understand anything.

"What does this guy call me all day long?"

"I don't know, but it looks like he wants to say something."

Qi Xiong, Yun Xiantai, and Ye Changqing all came to the hilltop where Bei Zun was imprisoned.

Seeing Bei Zun roaring, everyone frowned slightly.

I don’t understand what this guy is trying to say at all.

"ignore him?"

He couldn't understand, and there was nothing anyone could do. But at this time, Ye Changqing suddenly thought of something and spoke.

"Don't those demon cultivators know some demon languages?"

Demonic cultivators practice demonic techniques, and naturally there are other records about demons, including demonic language.

And within Daoyi Holy Land, there are many demon cultivators imprisoned.

After hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, how could they have forgotten this.

"Okay, okay, you're still smart, go and bring a demon cultivator here."

Qi Xiong said with a smile, and soon, a deacon rushed over with a demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator saw that there were so many people present. Almost all the ancestors of the human race were present, as well as many high-level officials from Dao Yi Holy Land.

Some people can't figure out what's going on with me.

But when he saw Bei Zun being imprisoned in the formation, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Devil... Lord Demon God..."

He exclaimed, and then knelt down on the ground with a pious expression.

Demon cultivators treat demons, especially demon gods, just like they treat immortal gods.

This is their lifelong belief.

Otherwise, these demon cultivators would rather be like rats crossing the street than give up.

At this time, seeing a living demon god standing in front of him, one can imagine the mood of this demon cultivator. Excitement, anger, unwillingness, and all kinds of emotions emerged in his heart.

Immediately, the demon cultivator, who was still a little frightened, suddenly raised his head and looked at Qi Xiong and others with red eyes.

"What did you do to the Demon God?"

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"You are presumptuous."

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As soon as these words came out, Qi Xiong and others frowned, and then, a terrifying pressure instantly pressed on the demon cultivator, forcing him to the ground.

"You...you..."

Qin Shanhai looked at this demonic cultivator with cold eyes, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Okay, what will we do if you beat him to death?"

Just when Qin Shanhai was about to kill him, Qi Xiong waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, Qin Shanhai finally removed his pressure, and the demon cultivator was already sweating profusely, with a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and stared at everyone.

These guys actually dare to be disrespectful to the Demon God and seek death.

Qi Xiong ignored the look and said calmly.

"Do you know the demon language?"

"Humph."

"Translate for us."

"Don't think about it."

"Originally, we planned to talk to this demon, but we just don't understand the language. Since you don't want to, we can only kill him."

Qi Xiong is naturally very clear about the psychology of these demon cultivators.

He directly threatened Bei Zun's life. Sure enough, after hearing this, the demon cultivator immediately changed his expression.

He considered himself a man of integrity, but he couldn't help but watch the Demon Lord die.

Glancing at Bei Zun, who was still roaring, the demon cultivator didn't hesitate for too long and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I can translate for you, but you have to ensure the safety of the Demon God."

"can."

Qi Xiong also nodded simply. After all, they had no intention of harming Bei Zun's life.

You should not choose a good day to enjoy such top-quality ingredients. In front of everyone, Bei Zun is a treasure.

After receiving Qi Xiong's reply, the demon cultivator secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Bei Zun, his eyes full of determination.

"Lord Demon God, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

Sensing the fiery eyes of this demon cultivator, a strange color flashed across Bei Zun's eyes. Why did this human look at him so strangely?

What do you want to do?

Feeling that something was wrong with this human being, Qi Xiong and his group immediately led the demon cultivator to the outside of the formation. Across the formation, Bei Zun began to roar again.

"Kill me, kill me if you can."

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, and I, the demon clan, will never be a slave."

But when Qi Xiong and others heard these words, they heard roars. They turned to look at the demon cultivator and asked.

"What did he say?"

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Facing Qi Xiong's inquiry, the demon cultivator looked strange. From Bei Zun's words, he probably guessed something.

Lord Demon God should have been captured alive by Qi Xiong and the others, but he did not want to be a prisoner. However, his cultivation was banned and there were people guarding him all around, so it was impossible for him to commit suicide even if he wanted to.

He would rather die than live in such humiliation, so what Bei Zun always said was to ask Qi Xiong and the others to give him a good time.

I would rather die than accept the humiliation of your human race.

Bei Zun was determined to die. With such a huge defeat, even if he returned to the Demon Realm, he would not be able to survive, let alone see the Demon Emperor.

But this demon cultivator didn't think so.

Finally, he finally saw the living Demon God. How could he let the Demon God die like this.

Seeing Bei Zun, who wanted to die and roared repeatedly, the demon cultivator sighed slightly and made a plan in his heart.

Lord Demon God, don’t worry, I, He Liu, will not let you die.

He also winked at Bei Zun, which seemed to say, Lord Demon God, don't worry, I will take care of everything.

Bei Zun was confused about this. What was this human being doing? What the hell are you giving me, I will kill you.

"Human, you are looking for death."

"Despicable human beings, kill me if you can."

Following Bei Zun's roar, He Liu turned around and spoke to Qi Xiong and others.

"The Demon Lord said that he wants to negotiate with you."

"negotiation?"

"Yes, Lord Demon God said that he can negotiate, but you must ensure his safety and let him go."

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Hearing this, Qi Xiong and his group turned to look at Bei Zun, who kept beating the formation.

Ye Changqing frowned and looked at Bei Zun, who looked like he wanted to eat people. This didn't look like he wanted to negotiate.

Who the hell would have this kind of expression during negotiations, grinning, you want to eat people?

With this attitude, are you sure you want to negotiate? So insincere.

Frowning slightly, Ye Changqing said expressionlessly.

"Are you sure he's talking about negotiation? But no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem sincere."

"This...... Demons are already irritable, let alone Demon God. It's normal."

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