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Moen returned to the abyss hell and came directly to Urga who was lying in the wine cellar drinking.

"Ulga!"

Passy went out these few days, no one dared to compete with Urga for a drink, and Urga hid in the wine cellar and drank happily.

Moen suddenly came over, and the honey wine jar in his hand almost fell.

"!"

Urga quickly grabbed the wine jar in his hand, "You boy, you walk silently?! You almost knocked down the wine made by Damon!"

Moen stared at the wine jar in Urga's hand, frowning even deeper.

This guy, Urga, relied on his long time with Damon, so he always ate and drank with Damon, and Damon always had nothing to do with him, so he always let him go in the end.

"what?"

Urga hugged the wine jars in his arms, and by the way covered the jars of honey wine behind him, "This is my wine, not yours."

Morn rolled his eyes, he wouldn't be so idle that he would grab things with the idiot Urga!

Although Urga deserves a lot of beatings now, Morn feels that he can't mess up the overall situation. Urga can play more than a dozen games casually when he is free, but now they have to face the dragons outside together, and Damon cannot be left alone. struggle.

"If your brain hadn't been deafened by alcohol, you must have heard the roar of the dragon, right?"

Urga naturally caught the strange dragon roar from the ground, but Urga tilted his head, picked up the wine jar and took a sip: "What does it have to do with me? Almost all the dragons who recognize me are dead now, right? "

The implication is that he has nothing to do with the dragon clan coming to the devil's territory.

"And," Urga blatantly mocked: "If I remember correctly, the half-blood dragon king of the dragon clan is a guy named Moen, right?"

Such gloating words made the expression on Morn's face even uglier. Originally, he came to Urga because he thought that he and himself were of the same blood dragon clan, and would stand on the same front to fight against those dragon clans. He didn't expect Urga to be this guy They pushed him out directly.

If it hadn't been for Urga to be the hands-off shopkeeper, abandoning the dragon clan, and enjoying himself in the abyss hell, how could it be Moen's turn to be the bloody dragon king? !

But now it is obvious that Urga enjoys his free life very much, and doesn't care at all about the fact that the dragon clan will fight against the devil in order to capture Moen back as the dragon king.

Moen clenched his hands, stood in front of Urga, and said in a deep voice: "The dragon race has declined, and it has long since lost its glory thousands of years ago, but they are not willing to be reduced to the present situation, so they have been longing for a powerful one. Dragon Clan, lead them to glory."

Urga wrinkled her nose and nodded, her tone was very funny: "It's a good dream."

"You said, do they want a young half-blooded dragon? Or a powerful half-blooded dragon who has gone through battles thousands of years ago and can even draw with the then demon king Kedel as their dragon king?" Moen His eyes rolled and his tone was dangerous.

"What do you mean?" Urga narrowed his eyes and straightened his back.

Moen bent down, bowed his head slightly to Urga, and put on a fake respect posture: "I just came of age, and I don't think I'm as powerful as the first Dragon King Urga, and now the Dragon King Urga has recovered his freedom. I think it’s better for me, a young man, to step aside.”

Urga was in a hurry: "You kid, you want to sell me and let me be that shit dragon king for you?!"

Morn pursed his lips and smiled innocently: "How come? Urga is the first Dragon King, you are not dead or sick, my little dragon clan is not as powerful as you, nor as old as you. This Dragon King is really not justified."

Urga gritted his teeth: "I don't know which guy can fight with me from the east to the west of the abyss hell and hurt one of my legs while only hurting his arm!?"

Mo En sneered: "Then you have to strengthen your training, you can't let Qianlang Pai die on the beach, right, Dragon King Urga."

"You want Lao Tzu to be a scapegoat for you? You're dreaming!"

The way Moen made up his mind to let himself become the dragon king made Urga angry when he saw it.

"Bang!" Urga threw the wine in his hand and started a fight with Mo En, "The one who wins will become the Dragon King, and the one who loses will die!"

Moen's eyes froze, and naturally he was not to be outdone, and rushed forward to fight Urga.

"boom--"

The movement of the mixed-blood dragon fight was so great that the wine cellar almost collapsed, and the wine inside was overflowing, full of the smell of wine.

Although the two of them had fought in the past, they had never fought in the building of Abyss Hell because they were afraid of hurting the demons. This time, the two of them lost their sense of proportion in anger, scaring the surrounding demons to flee and go out to attack Damon. report the situation.

Knowing that the Dragon Clan came, although Urga didn't show it on the surface, he hated those guys very much in his heart, and Mo En was even more resentful in his heart.

The two mixed-blood dragons fought fiercely with hatred for the dragons and each other, and they didn't hold back at all.

When Damon came back, what he saw was the dilapidated and dilapidated wine cellar, and the two half-blood dragons were inseparable.

"Moen, Urga! Why are you fighting again!"

The two dragons were so enthralled that they didn't hear Damon's voice at all.

Looking at the crumbling wine cellar and the wine below that was still in good condition, Damon spread his wings and rushed up.

A black figure rushed in between the two fighting dragons. Daemon stood in the middle and cast his magic power to force the two fighting dragons back a few steps.

"Stop!" Damon called out to the two of them in a cold voice.

"Demon..."

It was Mo En who stopped first, and Mo En, who was angry, calmed down in an instant after a fight, like a child who had been taught a lesson, obediently bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Looking at the dilapidated wine cellar, Moen lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry..."

He got Dimon in trouble again.

Urga pouted at the side, disliked Moen, who always used his young age to make trouble with Daemon: "Hey, hey, brat, it's obvious that you came to find trouble with me, why now? Instead, it’s like you’ve been wronged.”

Moen glared at Urga, but he didn't want to quarrel with Urga in front of Daemon, so he turned his head away from Urga: "I shouldn't have come to discuss this with you."

"What's wrong with you? Why did you fight again? What happened?" Damon glanced around, checked that there were no wounds on the two of them, and then began to ask about their situation seriously. The wine cellar was destroyed, and the wine in it was made with all my painstaking efforts! Urga secretly drank it every day, but you are still destroying it now?!"

"I was wrong." Moen pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I just didn't want to go back to the Dragon Clan, so I got into a fight with Urga."

Damon knew that this child was always worried about gains and losses, so he reached out and touched Moen's head to comfort him: "I will never let you be taken away by those dragons, even if they want to go to the abyss to find you, they have to Let's see if I, the Demon King, agree, now that those dragon clans have been beaten back by me, don't try to get my Moen's idea."

"You drove them away?!" Moen looked up in surprise, concerned to see if Daemon was injured: "Did they hurt you!"

Urga stopped baring his teeth and moved closer to Damon, looking up and down at Damon: "I didn't expect you to be able to fight four with one? How useless the dragon clan has become now!"

Although I have always known that Damon's magical power is unmatched by the Dragon Clan, and even saw the picture of him defeating the Elf Saint Guide before, but most Damon has always been planning the affairs of the Demon Clan in a stable manner, and did not show His murderous side.

When he suddenly heard that Damon had knocked off the four dragons at once, Urga still couldn't react.

Damon raised his eyebrows: "I not only singled out the four of them by myself, but also sent them back to their hometowns, what? Urga, do you want to come and try?"

"Forget it, I was injured internally by this dragon king just now, if I fight with you again, I won't be able to survive."

Urga, who just had a fight with Moen, still has a dull pain in his chest, how can he fight Damon again?

If these two guys took turns double-beating him, Urga's life would probably stop today.

Urga took two steps back with an unlucky expression on his face, looking at the spilled wine on the ground: "What is my fate, I'm obviously drinking leisurely, one or two are coming to trouble me."

"Steal drinking and destroy my wine cellar, are you justified?"

Damon inspected the mess on the ground and the crumbling wine cellar: "You destroyed these wines. I had prepared a few jars of mead to reward Percy when he came back, but now you also destroyed them." , when Patsy comes back, I will tell him about your great achievements."

"Hey! I didn't bring down this wine cellar alone! Aren't you partial?!"

Urga angrily pointed at Moen, who was blocked by Damon, and Damon blocked Moen again. Urga slapped the wall next to him angrily.

"Boom!"

The wall of the wine cellar, which had been destroyed to the point of collapse, was directly slapped down by Urga's slap.

If the wine cellar just now could barely be seen as a wine cellar, the current wine cellar has been slapped apart by Urga's slap, and the bricks are scattered around, like a garbage dump that smells of wine.

"Uh--"

Urga supported the wreckage with only a few bricks at hand, his expression petrified.

Damon narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then who do you think collapsed the wine cellar?"

Looking at the ruins, Damon had a heartache on his face: "The wine cellar was also built by Passy, ​​and now his creation has been collapsed by your slap. I think you know Passy's temper."

Urga trembled all over: "That dwarf has such a bad temper. If he knows that I destroyed his wine cellar and smashed the wine you prepared for him, he will definitely take revenge on me."

"Then you should hurry up and tidy up the wine cellar for me. Before Patsy comes back, I might be able to make another jug ​​of wine for him to help you cover up the fact that you destroyed the wine cellar."

"……All right."

In order not to be retaliated by that narrow-minded guy in Percy, Urga went to Robles to help repair the wine cellar with a sad face.

Moen, who was left on the sidelines, felt very lonely when he saw Damon and Urga gagging.

Perhaps Dimon could be very happy with him or without him, but his existence would cause Dimon a lot of trouble.

Just like today, there are dragons attacking the devil in the name of looking for him. Maybe in the near future, the relationship between the demons and the dragon will worsen and war will start again.

What he just thought about letting Urga become the dragon king instead of him was just threatening Urga, but Moen was moved for a moment.Urga is a superfluous existence for him, but for Damon, perhaps being with Urga would be happier.

Moreover, Morn understands that the life of the Dragon Clan is like a prison for him, so is it a good place for Urga?Urga finally escaped from the thousand-year captivity, and he finally got his freedom. What right does he have to let Urga be the prisoner bird in the dragon cage for him?

Morn took a step back and distanced himself from Damon, as if cutting him off from him.

"...Demon, I want to go back to the Dragon Clan."