Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Alas, lust blinds one’s mind.

Lin Miao was taken to the edge of the River Styx by the devil.

When observed up close, the inky black river surface was dotted with green phosphorescent flames, a cold wind blew endlessly, and the faint sobbing cries became even clearer and more creepy.

Lin Miao hesitated. "We're going to 'cross' the Styx?"

Sinking to the bottom of the River Styx or something like that...it's too far from the legend of the ferryman rowing a boat.

"Are you scared?" Errol tilted his head and lowered his voice deliberately to weaken the charm. He continued to sound calm and reliable.

"I'm here to block it, so you can't get hurt."

The murderous intention and temptation were thrown into the sky. If the lustful leader, who was born with a full charm index, wanted to please someone, there were always countless ways to get what he wanted.

Lin Miao was gently pulled into the devil's arms, his waist was held, and his head was forced to rest on his soft and elastic plump flesh pad.

This time, the body did not suffer unspeakable torture.

“…” Sure enough, this bastard did it on purpose!

Just wait, if she doesn’t avenge this night, I’ll write her name upside down!

Having made a harsh remark in her heart, Lin Miao still honestly climbed onto his shoulders when the devil embraced her and jumped into the river, burying her head in his neck like a quail.

The expected freezing cold river water did not come. She secretly opened one eye and saw that they were firmly protected inside the rectangular space shield.

The inner wall of the shield was flashing with crimson magic patterns. It was solid and sharp enough to bear the resentment of the demon soul and the pressure of the water of the Styx, splitting the layers of water waves, like an explosive spark shooting vertically downward in the pure black world.

The feeling of falling became stronger and stronger. The magic power that Errol injected into Lin Miao relieved her physical discomfort, but could not eliminate her slight tension.

She unconsciously pressed herself closer to the demon's powerful body, her arms wrapped around it tighter and tighter, and finally she even cosplayed as a gecko, clinging to Errol completely.

The sweet aroma of flowers and fruits becomes stronger again.

Lin Miao wondered why his reaction had become so...

However, the demon she mistook for a wall of green leaves let out a few dull laughs from its throat, wrapped in poppies, like a furry cat's claw with clipped nails scratching the itchy flesh behind her ears.

So Lin Miao immediately forgot the doubts that had just arisen in his mind, and even the nervousness faded away. His fingertips trembled because of the laughter.

Alas. Lust blinds the mind.

…

A man and a demon crossed the river and set foot on the land of hell.

Lin Miao slowed down and was about to get off Errol, but was glanced at lightly by the latter and was stunned.

"Are you sure you want to go by yourself?"

Hearing this, Lin Miao looked around and saw many ugly, ferocious and grotesque monsters crowded not far from them. They rushed into the Styx one after another. They were like drop in the ocean, but they were determined to keep going forward.

The filthy black belt continued to wriggle.

“…”

She has the following five words to say (frog face)

Seeing that Lin Miao continued to be held obediently by him and even snuggled into his arms, Errol's mood suddenly brightened. For the first time, he felt that these disgusting and dirty things were not completely useless.

Although the devil wanted to carry Lin Miao away, the Styx was not a place for humans to stay for a long time. He used teleportation and brought Lin Miao to the destination in a few breaths.

As for the monsters who want to break out of hell?

His character was corrupted by the associated "laziness" attribute, and they would not be able to achieve anything in a short time, so the devil had no intention of taking any action.

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"This castle looks even better than yours... even better..."

Lin Miao searched for a long time but couldn't find an adjective. He stared in amazement at the magnificent building in front of him, which was said to be the home of Errol's "friend". It completely subverted his imagination of hell.

Look at this beautiful bell tower! The crown-shaped spire! The pink and white exterior colors!!!

She also believed it when I said this was Barbie's dream castle!

"Do you like this kind of castle?" Errol observed the amazed expression on the human's face, lost in thought. "Don't be envious. I can transform our castle into..."

"No, no, no! Goodbye." Lin Miao quickly shook his head.

She is no longer at the age where she likes girly styles. If you force her to say, she now prefers the type of three-headed dog castle - mysterious, ancient and solemn.

Errol repeatedly examined every subtle expression on her face, and only after confirming that she really didn't want it did he sigh regretfully and give up the idea.

"Let's go." He took the girl's arm, his expression relaxed, "Let's go in."

The door opened automatically after coming into contact with the magic of the three-headed dog. The corridor was flanked by light pink stone walls, the carpet was pink, the small table was pink and white, the vase had dark pink patterns on it, and the flowers were naturally different shades of pink.

By the time he reached the banquet hall, Lin Miao had already developed color fatigue towards the color "pink".

Errol pushed open the door, and the next second, several sharp, inquiring glances shot towards them at the same time.

Lin Miao consciously ignored the equally saturated pink in the banquet hall, and his eyes quickly focused on the three figures standing in the hall.

The man on the right was tall and thin, his entire body tightly wrapped in a purple robe, revealing only a pale and feminine face.

When Lin Miao glanced over, she was slightly surprised - he had three eyes. The extra one in the center of his forehead was glowing with a faint green light, and there was a stream of light constantly swirling inside.

The man on the left has short white hair, a pair of curved black horns on his head, and a black and white mask on his face, revealing his strong and sturdy chest.

This pair of corners... always feels very familiar.

Standing in the middle is a beautiful woman with exaggerated pink curly hair, a high-slit white cheongsam with a pink cape, and a pair of fox eyes that flicker.

Lin Miao took 0.00001 seconds to determine who the owner of the castle was, and his eyes met hers.

Being gazed at by those loving pink eyes, a light burst of joy opened Lin Miao's heart, and the urge to hug her instantly spread throughout his body.

"Cheshia, put away your illusion."

Errol's cold voice brought her back to her senses.

The demon frowned, his expression displeased. "You dare to attack my humans? Don't you want your palace anymore?"

"Oh my, don't be so fierce." The pink-haired woman, Cecilia, curled her lips and looked at Lin Miao with sparkling eyes. "Erol, you actually brought a human to the party. I just thought my perception was wrong!"

"Didn't you just wake up? Where did you find such a lovely human? You even have a very comfortable aura about you..."

She teleported in front of Lin Miao and wanted to touch the girl's face, but was ruthlessly waved away by Errol's magic.

"I told you not to touch her."

"...How boring." Cecilia frowned in pain and snorted coldly, "Erol, you are really becoming more and more like Reese."

Apparently, she was familiar with all three heads of Cerberus.

The four black-robed figures behind the Demon King on the mural came into his mind. Lin Miao could probably guess that the so-called "old friends" referred to the other three high-level demons who were loyal to the Demon King besides him.

——However, the identity of “him”, the three-headed dog of hell, should not be “told” to her by others.

"Lord Errol, can you introduce your friend to me?" Lin Miao stopped looking at Cecilia, pulled Errol's sleeve, and changed the subject.

"Of course, dear." Errol answered affectionately. Lin Miao was already immune to his erratic nicknames and just showed an impeccable smile.

The demon spoke lazily, "The one with three eyes is called Beelzebub, and he never speaks more than five words. Don't be fooled by his pretty face; that extra eye holds a vast number of demons, ready to be summoned and controlled at any time."

In this way, Errol treated the "abilities and secrets of the top executives of Hell that cannot be disclosed to others" as some insignificant gossip and casually revealed it to humans.

Beelzebub, the object of gossip, acted as if he didn't hear anything. His pale face was expressionless as he stared at Lin Miao like a strange stone statue.

"The one with the horns on his head is Mammon. He controls most of the industries and wealth in the Demon Realm. He is obsessed with amassing wealth and fighting against the powerful. He likes to solve problems with violence, but he still has some brains. So, dear, don't mess with him."

Although it was a warning, Errol's tone lacked much warning. Mammon only cared about money and challenging the powerful, not humans.

The white-haired demon crossed his arms across his chest, his grey eyes narrowed as he glared at him wickedly. "Who gave you permission to judge me? You want a fight?"

"I'm not Reese." Errol spread his hands lazily, "I'm very civilized."

"Hmph." Mammon sneered and looked at Lin Miao, as if he had thought of something interesting. "I didn't expect you to have such a habit... Your brother hates humans the most. Aren't you afraid that your little pet will be killed by him?"

Reese Bao is reluctant to part with it, Lin Miao thought.

However, Mammon did not say "Reese" but "your brother". Does this mean that the last head also has a disgusted and hostile attitude towards humans?

The good news was that the sky collapsed and she was very happy.

"It's none of your business," Errol retorted rudely.

"My name is Cecilia!"

Without waiting for the demon to speak again, the pink-haired demon immediately interrupted and enthusiastically introduced himself to Lin Miao, "I am the master of Le Palace. I am good at hypnosis and illusion. If the lovely human lady wants to do anything bad, I will help you to do it cleanly without leaving any trace!"

She paused, a pitiful glint in her fox eyes. "Can I know your name?"

“Of course.” Lin Miao was amused by her self-promotion. “My name is Lin Miao.”

"Lin Miao...Miao?" Cecia was stunned for a few seconds, and only felt a flash of inspiration passing by, so fast that she couldn't catch it.

Errol lowered his eyes unhappily and interrupted quietly, "My dear, don't be fooled by her appearance. Cecilia is the most cunning among them. She is very good at using hypnosis and illusion to stimulate evil thoughts in living beings and tempt humans to fall."

"I can promise that I will never hurt Miaomiao." Cecia came back to her senses and smiled brightly, "If I break my promise, I will never be able to wear pink again!"

“…”

What did she call his human?!

Errol's lips immediately formed a thin straight line, his teeth grinding again and again, and the angry fire in his heart suddenly rose up as if it were doused with gasoline, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

Miao, Miao?

This name was like a hot iron freshly clamped out of the kiln. Just a movement between his lips and teeth would ignite a fierce fire, burning the lustful head with panic and shortness of breath.

How dare she scream so intimately? !

Can there be a sense of boundaries?!

That was his—

He is a human from Errol!!