The members of the game Group of Ten Thousand Worlds are all myself

Chapter 317 You Return the Meaning of My Life
Although Xia Yu was very tempted, let alone hundreds, he might not be able to bear a hundred.

Cough, let me say something in advance, it's not that he can't do it, but succubus, they all rely on that to obtain energy. He supports hundreds of succubus by himself, and he doesn't want to become a scum.

Literally a scumbag, even if he was squeezed into a scumbag, he wouldn't be able to support hundreds of succubi.

"Since this Mr. Handsome thinks highly of me, it's my honor. There's no need for benefits. After all, I'm just a mortal."

Even though Satan seemed easy to talk to, he never forgot that this was a ruthless man who once led a third of the angels to rebel against God in a fit of anger.

Now he has become a Satan who is under one person and above ten thousand people. Without the power of equal dialogue, don't put yourself on an equal footing.

He can't be lucky enough to be [-]-[-], or unlucky to kill the opponent in seconds.

He can only kill the opponent in a flash if he is lucky, and run away and kill the opponent in a flash if he is not lucky.

Seeming to see Xia Yu's perfunctory, Satan frowned, and said angrily: "Don't just don't give me face, be careful that I will go crazy on the spot!"

This is not Hua Taishi's mansion, and you are not Prince Ning, so don't get mad at every turn.

Xia Yu has a headache, Satan has said so, then he refuses, what if Satan thinks he is not giving face.

If it was Constantine, that scumbag, he would definitely take this opportunity to blackmail Satan severely. Anyway, for him, it doesn't itch if there are too many lice, and he doesn't worry about having too many debts.

But Xia Yu is not Constantine, so he can't take it for granted to blackmail the Lord of Hell, let alone that the other party has the power to make him 36 tricks at any time.

Hmm... Recalling the ending of the movie, Xia Yu's eyes lit up, and he said: "Then how about it, Angela's sister, Isabella who committed suicide and fell into hell, let her soul leave hell and ascend to heaven Bar."

"Tsk, what a perfunctory."

Satan was a little displeased. He, who had fallen in the name of arrogance, would certainly not allow himself to owe favors to others, not to mention that it included solving Man Meng's troubles.

But looking at Xia Yu's sage mode who didn't want anything, Satan closed his eyes and felt it.

"Oh~ I thought you really didn't want anything. It turns out that you don't know what you want." Satan patted Xia Yu's shoulder with a smile.

"But I'm afraid you can't bear my blessing, so how about it, seeing that Huo Huo is playing well, I'll give you this."

After all, Satan's hand that patted Xia Yu's shoulder suddenly ignited a flame, and then the flame penetrated into Xia Yu's body.

After giving Xia Yu a small gift, Satan threw away the smelting furnace in his hand and reintegrated into the darkness.

Xia Yu looked at Satan who was leaving, and was a little stunned. Satan damaged his smelting furnace and the devil's axe, but gave him a gift instead. Was it a loss or a gain?

It should be regarded as a profit, but I didn't expect that the bosses are more kind than the younger brothers.

What should I say, um... I don't know what to say, so I won't say it.

Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Xia Yu stretched out his palm, and a red flame with the smell of sulfur ignited from his hand.

Hellfire, or hellfire given by Satan himself.

"Ha, heaven and hell have all benefited from it, and they have made a lot of money."

Sensing the hellfire in his hand, Xia Yu thought, and the black and white guns appeared in his hand instantly.

Hellfire ignited on the ebony wood, and blazing golden light lit up on the white ivory. Following Xia Yu's wishes, the shape of the two guns began to change.

A ferocious skull emerged from the ebony gun body that was ignited with hellfire, its fangs bit the muzzle, and sulfur-flavored flames ignited in the eye sockets, black lines outlined magic lines, full of darkness.

The white ivory is transformed into two colors of red gold, and the white lines flow on the body of the gun and gather at the muzzle. Although it does not look aggressive like ebony, it is full of sacredness, and it looks like a weapon used by a decent party.

"Now I'm not afraid of the weapon's appearance being embarrassing, and I can directly make a guest appearance as a legendary weapon."

Xia Yu happily put away his guns, glanced at Angela who was lying on the ground, and after being purified by the holy light, he walked towards Constantine who was framed in the wall.

"Hey, come out, Satan has left."

Xia Yu knocked on the wall, and after a while, the sound of breathing reappeared. Constantine, who was embedded in the wall, looked at it cautiously before pulling himself out little by little.

After coming out completely, Constantine waited for a few seconds before he slumped on the ground while panting heavily.

"I almost suffocated in the wall. You know how nervous I was just now. I almost thought that Satan came to take my soul away."

Xia Yu didn't listen to Constantine's complaint, but looked around with some doubts and asked, "I wanted to ask just now, where did Bruce and Chas go? Why are you alone here?"

"The two of them..." Constantine first lit a cigarette for himself, and said while smoking: "Bruce disappeared when you were fighting Gabriel, and Chas said he went to search for the rest of the hospital." Hybrid."

"So you just smoke here leisurely by yourself?"

"Yes...ah no."

Seeing Xia Yu's unkind expression, Constantine hurriedly crushed the cigarette in his hand, and then said with a pitiful expression.

"Dude, you know me. How could such a responsible person like me be so leisurely? I was sitting on Angela to prevent Mammon from possessing Angela again."

"As for smoking...you can't let a decades-old smoker quit smoking suddenly, it's impossible, okay?"

Xia Yu shook his head, reached out and took out a holy feather and said, "I think it's possible. This feather can heal your black lungs. By the way, it was given to me by Michael."

Hearing that feathers could heal his lungs, Constantine was planning to snatch them secretly, but when he heard that it was given by Michael, he was immediately taken aback.

"Michael gave it?"

"That's right, what Michael told me is that you haven't realized what God expects of you, so you can't die, you need to continue living in the world."

Hearing this, Constantine's face changed several times. He felt like an ant played by God, who couldn't even decide for himself whether to live or die.

Looking at Constantine's ugly expression, Xia Yu held up the feather and shook it: "What? You don't want it?"

"Yes, why not!" Constantine grabbed the feather and said viciously: "Even if he doesn't, he will definitely use other methods to keep me alive. What choice do I have?"

"Hmph! He wants me to live on, so I'll show him!"

After all, Constantine stuck the feather into his chest, and the holy feather blended in instantly, and his face turned rosy.

After a while, Konstantin took a deep breath, only feeling free from illness, which is the taste of health.

"How is it?" Xia Yu asked.

"Very good." Constantine stroked his chest with emotion, "I've never felt so good. I feel like I can still smoke cigarettes for another 50 years."

Hearing this, Xia Yu shook his head and sighed. Sure enough, dogs can't change their eating shit. It seems that he still has to do it.

Before Constantine could react, Xia Yu grabbed his shoulder, then lit up the magic formula with his right hand, and slapped Constantine's chest with his palm.

Because of the high speed, by the time Constantine reacted, the magic formula had already dimmed in his chest.

"Oh oh oh!" Constantine jumped up in fright, and after getting away from Xia Yu, he stroked his chest in panic: "What did you do to me? What's the use of that technique just now!"

Xia Yu spread his hands and said, "It's a very simple technique that can warn you that smoking is harmful to your health."

Hearing this, Constantine's face changed, and he hurriedly took out the cigarette case from his arms, shook out his favorite cigarette, and lit it in his mouth.

"Suck~vomit..."

Just after taking a breath of smoke, the strong smell of sulfur rushed straight to his forehead, and the pungent smell directly made Constantine spit it out.

After vomiting, Constantine lifted his teary head and took another sip in disbelief.

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

After taking several puffs in a row, and after confirming that he really couldn't smoke anymore, Constantine collapsed on the ground with a face of despair, and the cigarette slipped from his fingertips.

"Hey, not so much."

Seeing Constantine's dead face, Xia Yu couldn't help walking over and kicking him a few times.

"As for..."

Constantine wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but wiped more and more. In the end, the man grabbed Xia Yu's trouser legs and cried loudly.

"You can't do this, one of the meanings of my life is cigarettes, you give back the meaning of my life, you... poof!"

"Tsk, don't wipe your tears on my pant legs."

After kicking Constantine back into the wall, Xia Yu used the holy flame to evaporate the wet stains on the trouser legs in disgust, and then knocked on the wall.

"Angela is fine, remember to explain to her, by the way, her old sister has escaped hell and gone to heaven."

"Okay, you bastard, never see you again!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Yu left without looking back. The matter here has been perfectly resolved, and it is only dry to keep it.

It's better to go to Los Angeles now and enjoy your heroic appearance on the open-air TV.

He was a little embarrassed when he thought that his image would continue to be broadcast in the next month.

……

At the same time, outside the hospital, Bruce, who has reduced his sense of existence, is collecting the remnants left by the war, such as some feathers that have not disappeared, and the strands of golden curly hair.

He saw it clearly from the rooftop. These golden curly hairs were all cut off by Xia Yu from Gabriel's head. Although most of them were burned, a small part remained.

They are all precious samples, so they cannot be left here at will.

"Huh? This is?"

Bruce's eyes were fixed, and not far ahead, a worn-out gun tip was stuck on the ground.

It was just a quick glance, but he was sure it was the tip of the gun Gabriel used to hold.

Xia Yu once said that it seemed to be the legendary spear of Longinus.

"..."

After making sure that no one noticed this side, Bruce stepped forward silently, grabbed the tip of the gun and pulled it out, then put it in his arms.

Such a dangerous thing, it really is the most appropriate for him to put it away.

(End of this chapter)