Xia qingchen spoke indifferently. the rule of us humans is that we should exchange what we need. Whatever you get from me, you must pay a corresponding price.
"We call it a deal." Xia qingchen was completely unafraid.
With the divine blood of the death deity in his possession, he wasn't afraid of any of the demonic beasts in front of him, except for the one in the middle that was unfathomable.
"Why should we demons follow the rules of the human race?" The noble demon raised his neck.
It had to be said that they didn't understand the rules of humans at all.
It was rare for humans to beg someone so arrogantly.
"Because this is the territory of the human race." Xia qingchen pointed at his feet. if you don't want to follow our rules, then find someone else.
With that, he turned around to leave.
At the same time, he clenched his fist, and a ball of divine blood as black as ink rolled in his palm.
