The demons are indeed cruel and murderous.

But they are also straightforward and lovely.

Muyan patted Ye Ling's shoulder gently, telling her to calm down, and said casually: "If I win one hundred thousand magic shells, I will give you half of it."

"Wha...what?!" Ye Ling's eyes widened and he swallowed hard.

Half of a hundred thousand magic shells, that's fifty thousand magic shells!

If there were fifty thousand magic shells, she...she...

"You, are you serious?"

Muyan smiled and said, "So, can you shut up and watch the battle quietly?"

Ye Ling wiped his mouth and said nothing.

Just a pair of eyes shining with excitement.

"Puch!" A mocking laugh came from the front.

"You are a weakling with thin arms and legs, but you still want to win a hundred thousand magic shells. Don't laugh to death. Hahaha..."

Muyan looked up and saw that the person speaking was a muscular man with a donkey's face and a horse's mouth.

It stands to reason that those who can participate in the screening are all young talents from the demon clan.

But in terms of human aesthetics, the appearance of the man in front of him is almost that of a middle-aged uncle.

Muyan thought about the peerless splendor of her junior martial uncle, and then looked at the strong man in front of her, as well as the grotesque appearance of those in the team who were not much better than this strong man, and she couldn't help but want to cover her face.

How blind is that demon princess? After having a fiancé called her junior uncle, she can still accept choosing a husband from these crooked melons and jujubes.

See Muyan looking over.

The donkey-faced demon immediately raised his hands and made a fist gesture, and the muscles in his chest and arms immediately bulged out.

Well, he also looks more and more grotesque.

"Why are you looking at me? Are you envious of my good figure and good looks? Haha, stop dreaming, you little weakling won't be able to have it even if you practice for another hundred years."

As he said that, he glanced at him up and down, and shook his head with pity on his face, "It's so pitiful. With your haggard appearance, I'm afraid you can't even pass the screening test! Tsk, tsk, but that's okay,

Otherwise, with your small body, if you go to the competition venue, you will be crushed to death casually!"

With that said, he turned around proudly and arrogantly, looking expectantly at the tent that was getting closer and closer.

Muyan was left stunned on the spot.

She had thought that she would be despised for her strength.

But she had never thought that when she disguised herself as a man, she would be despised for her appearance.

Could it be that she really made a mistake?

The aesthetics of demons are different from humans.

The demon princess likes this kind of muscular man, not the handsome young master like her junior uncle?

Muyan looked at the ugly and confident male demons in the team, and for the first time she began to doubt life.

…

In the square tent.

"You are eliminated, next one!"

"What? I...I was eliminated? How is this possible? Look at my strong muscles and strong physique! How could I be eliminated? Wait, I don't accept it. Do you want to monopolize me?

So they deliberately eliminated me. I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it!!”

Bang--!

A tea cup was smashed to the ground.

Several voluptuous and scantily clad succubi in the tent were all scowling, with expressions on their faces as disgusting as if they had eaten flies.

"What the hell! What the hell is this? With his weird looks, I still have him all to myself, ugh! I'm going to vomit!"
Chapter completed!