C1972 face tearing
"Ring?!"1
Hearing Mo Chen's sound transmission, Long Bufan's expression immediately sank, but he did not do anything like lowering his head to look at the ring on his hand.
Judging from how the other party had chosen such a secretive method, it was apparent that he was worried about something.
And this kind of fear was not towards their own Temple Hall or their own team, it was most likely because they did not want the other Demon Warriors s to know about it.
Long Bufan was very clear about the Dragon Mark Black Ring on his finger. Back then, he was a little servant of the Spirit Profound Martial House, and when he dissected a Bovis, he took it out from its stomach.
Under his curiosity, he wore it on his left index finger. However, it was impossible to remove it. The four dragon claws, or twenty dragon fingers, within the inner circle of the ring had all pierced into his finger flesh and embedded into his bone.
He would never forget that heart-wrenching pain.
However, it was also because of the mysterious ring that his future path of martial dao would continuously rise as he gained the ability to transform into a demon.
It could be said that if he did not have this ring, perhaps he would still be a disciple of Spirit Profound Martial House with an unknown origin.
Seeing Long Bufan remain silent, Mo Chen's gaze darkened, but he quickly calmed himself down. He suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to speak to Long Bufan via sound transmission: "Kid, the Dragon Devouring Ring is our demon's inheritance. If you obediently hand it over, this prince might be able to spare your life and grant you the title of a first tier Demon royal family guard.
Hearing that, Long Bufan's brows twitched, it turned out that the ring that was worn for five or six years was called 'Dragon Devouring Ring'.
Sensing the subtle changes in Long Bufan's expression, Mo Chen thought that he was somewhat moved by this kind of reward. His originally dark and cold eyes slightly eased up, and a hint of confidence emerged on his cold face.
A level one royal guard was a symbol of power and wealth, it was an elite position that many Demon Warriors dreamed of. Mo Chen was very confident, under this huge temptation, very few people could reject it.
"What exactly does the third prince want?"
Behind Mo Chen, as the two Great Demonic Generals, Qi Teng and Luo Wang became suspicious of Mo Chen's mysterious movements. They focused on Long Bufan and started to size him up.
On one hand, it was to prevent Mo Chen from suddenly launching an attack, and on the other hand, it was to use the scales on the skin to hide the ring on his hand, making it impossible for them to discover anything.
's actions also caused Mo Chen to praise him endlessly in his heart, and he was even more sure that under his enticement, Long Bufan had wavered a little.
"In addition to bestowing a rank 1 guard, this prince can also help you change the other half of the human bloodline in your body, and become a true demon." In order to obtain the Dragon Devouring Ring, Mo Chen did not hesitate to increase the temptation.
However, Long Bufan's next reply, made the originally determined Mo Chen's face instantly darken to the extreme.
"In your dreams!"
Long Bufan did not send a sound transmission, as two simple words rang lightly in the bamboo forest.
"No one has ever dared to refuse this prince. You bastard, you truly have guts!"
Mo Chen's sinister gaze stared straight at Long Bufan, his furious voice was filled with thick killing intent, causing Temple Hall and the rest's faces to immediately turn pale white.
Looking at the Unique Devil Third Prince that had suddenly become extremely furious, many of the Disciples of the Divine Hall s understood that this secret negotiation was without a doubt, completely destroying their relationship!
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