Lar's blood surged into his mind. He ignored his identity and stepped forward again, grabbing Roben's clothes: "Roben, you're just a few witches. Do you know what you are doing? Do you know you are taking risks?"

Slowly, but firmly pushed Lar away, Robben smiled: "A few witches? I didn't expect you to say such things too..."

"Robben, don't do this. I know you are good to us witches, but it's not worth it for you to bring about a murder."

Robben slowly let out a sigh, raised his head and looked at the flashing cloud of light in the sky. Another pale hand with a short blood letter message flashed through his mind...

"You can all sacrifice your life to save me. If I take some risks, what's the point of..."

Lowering his head, Robben smiled at Lar: "Little Witch, you don't have the right to order the city lord, just watch it obediently."

"You..." Lar was speechless for a moment, not knowing what he should say now.

Turning around, Robben shouted loudly, "Okay, you group of stupid pigs who work hard usually, will it take so long to catch a prisoner?"

The soldiers suddenly heard the news.

"It's cheaper for you"

"You go out first, I haven't met him yet."

"Hurry up and don't let the fight"

"Silly, we want us to catch him as soon as possible."

"Yes, let's catch it quickly, hurry up, hurry up."

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...

After a lot of chaos, a sweaty guard captain finally ran to Robben: "After our efforts, the prisoner who fought desperately was still caught by us. For this reason, several of us still injured their fists and toes."

Luo Benmeng was unhappy: "I can't do such a thing well, what's the use of asking you? I'm so lazy, and I'll get up every morning and run around the city lord's mansion for me for ten laps."

"Yes, adults"

"Okay, okay, bring the prisoner here, I will interrogate it myself."

The captain of the guard immediately turned around and shouted, "Bring the prisoner up."

Immediately, several soldiers came over with something. Robben's eyes immediately twitched: These guys are too dark to attack, is they still human?

This soul-controller named Sbart is really dying this time. About two hundred demon soldiers gathered in groups to "capture" him in turn. When he "resisted", he would inevitably get fists and kicks when he "resisted". Now, his head looks like he has swollen into a pig's head, and his whole body is shaking. It seems that the bones in his body have been broken, and his face is covered with blood. It is impossible to tell whether this is still a demon creature...

Robben looked around and said, "That's right, you guys go to the table first and go back to have a meal soon."

"Yes," the captain of the guard responded and took the soldiers to the back to work.

Taking all directions, Robben walked leisurely around Spart, looking around. It seemed that more residents gathered and watched the fun again, but most of them didn't seem to know what was going on.

After coughing, the discussion around him suddenly became less. Robben said loudly: "I am the city lord appointed by Lord Demon. If I take someone to arrest you, it is equivalent to executing Lord Demon's orders. You dare to arrest him. You are brave enough."

"Uh...you...you..." Spart no longer had the strength to speak, and all his strength was used to reduce his damage and scream just now.

"What, you dare to insult me?" Robben said angrily.

Not far away, Camut touched Lar's hand gently: "Have he said something?"

Lar glared at Camut with excitement on his face: "Of course not, our city lord is acting alone there."

Roben's face was filled with anger and continued to shout at Sbart: "As a soul control master, you don't know how to serve your master, but you are still running around and causing trouble. If you want a witch, you can rely on your identity as a soul control master. I don't have anything else. I'm not a lot of witches. I'll give you as much as you want, but how can you ask my wife? Are you full of stools in your mind? That's what I raised since I was a child and I'm going to enjoy it well in the future."

Xiao Nalan stood beside Luo himself and suddenly found that on both sides of the street, on the small building pavilions in the market, all the demons' eyes instantly gathered on him.

Could it be... what the master said about himself? Xiao Nalan was a little dizzy.

"You...you..." Buster worked hard for a long time but still couldn't say anything else.

Robben was very angry, with a look of anger and angry look: "Hmph, although it is said that I have carefully cultivated it, but I cannot give up love. If you sincerely ask for it, I will make you a friend. But I am treating you with great wine and food. I don't even ask about your details, but I kill my women and take their souls. Are you bullying me incompetent?"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became. Later, Robben was so angry that he wanted to immediately swallow the soul-controlling master in front of him.

The residents watching now had a clear god on their faces. It turned out that this was the case. The soul control master came to eat and drink. The city lord treated him with courtesy, but he didn't expect that the soul control master made an unreasonable request and killed the woman he loved after being rejected. This is wrong. Look at how cute the little witch who is about to bloom is liked by the little witch who is about to bloom. The city lord has been raised since childhood. How could you be embarrassed to ask for it? Being a human being... How can this demon clan be so unkind? This is simply riding on the head of the city lord to shit.

Robben was still in anger: "Since you don't treat me as a friend, then you can't blame me. I am the city lord of the devil's destiny. I can tolerate such a thing, but the devil's destiny cannot tolerate it today. I am here, and wash away my shame in front of all the residents."

"You...you are shameless." Spart finally said a complete sentence, but his head was deformed and his mouth was even more difficult to use. Robben couldn't tell what it was?

"You actually dare to slander Lord Demon King?" Robben glared and almost jumped up from the ground.

The residents around him were immediately disbelief. He even slandered the supreme devil king. That was simply unforgivable.

"You idiots, haven't you finished it yet?" Robben turned around and shouted.

Immediately, the captain of the guard ran over sweating again: "Sir, please do it."

Robben nodded with satisfaction: "You can drag him over"

Near the entrance of the market, the soldiers brought by Robben quickly built a platform. The two were so tall that they were a few meters above, so they could stand three or two people. The soldiers had tied up Spart five and took them onto the platform.

Robben stood on the stage, looking at the crowded residents below, and the witches who were obviously unable to argue anymore, shouted loudly: "All the residents of Gaso City are now... your lord Robben, is speaking to you solemnly. I hope that each of you will write down every word I say clearly, that will benefit you, and this city will be of good to me."

He raised his hand and pointed to Sbart who was kneeling in front of him. Robben continued to shout: "He is a soul control master of unknown origin. I don't want to pursue his identity now, because that will make the devil embarrassed. What I want to say now is that this soul control master is too bullying people. He relied on his identity and demanded more from me. I even asked my woman again and again. He actually started a murderous killing. My eight beloved concubines died in his hands. Can this be tolerated?"

With a raised hand, Robben pointed at all the residents under the platform: "If a stranger breaks into your home, eats yours, drinks yours, and finally sleeps with yours, can you tolerate it? If you don't agree to him, he will commit arbitrary crimes, who can tolerate it?"

The residents below looked at the stage, and some looked sympathetic: It’s not easy to be a city lord. Some looked indignant, but if it’s a man, they can’t agree.

"No" I don't know who shouted below, and then responded one after another... Many female residents also shouted, and they didn't want to break in when a stranger wanted to defile themselves when their husbands did nothing.

No one shouts, no one shouts. If one person shouts slogans, it will definitely not be just one among the crowd. It is so fast that the whole market is full of shouts.

Robben waved his hand and the residents' voices fell.

"It is indeed untolerated. I have been blessed with the grace of the Demon King and managed it. This also makes it impossible for me to tolerate such things happening here. Where is this place? This is a city based on witches. The witch is wealth. The witch is all witches. It is because of these witches that our city can exist today."

The residents were stunned. This statement...is a bit novel, but... I don't seem to have any mistakes when I think about it...

"Residents, come and rob us witches and kill us witches. What should we do if we have such a guy? Will you let them go? Never?"

With a "never" sound, all the residents were in a hurry and shouted with Robben.

Once again suppressed the voices of the residents, Roben's face was slightly slung: "So, now I want to be here, for this prisoner who came to steal my witch and kill my witch, I will execute the execution and take a knife."

Immediately, the captain of the guard handed over his sword to Robben.

Robben pulled out the long sword, looked at it, shook his head slightly. The props worn by the soldiers were quite rough. Although he didn't know about weapons, the knife was obviously of limited quality.

Holding the knife handle in one hand, and the five fingers of the other hand gently stroked the knife. Robben said loudly: "Our Gaso City is actually developed from the Witch Training Camp. Almost all the business we are engaged in is closely related to the Witch. As the city lord, all the witches in this city are my wealth, the property I want to protect, and the wealth of the Demon King. I will definitely punish those who dare to infringe on these."

The residents all grew up in shock. The new city lord gently stroked the blade with one hand. The knife actually changed significantly between the front and back.

It turned out that the sword's blade seemed to turn into molten iron in the hand of the city lord, and then it solidified quickly. The solidified blade became a little narrower, and the two sides were bladed, and the cold light shining, and it turned into a sword.

Robben used magic elements to temper the blade of the knife, and then the elements were combined again to form a tough magic sword. Although it may not have any special effect, Robben has two points to be sure of. One is that the sword is extremely sharp, and the second is that it is durable.

Under the clouds of light and darkness, Robben raised the new sword high: "From today on, I promulgate the new laws of the City of Gaso for no reason, killing, abuse, and bullying the witches will be regarded as the foundation of shaking the City of Gaso, as infringing on my property, and will... be severely punished."

He raised his sword and fell a sword arc and drew across the platform.

The residents were a little surprised, and with a "puff" sound, blood shot out. Spart's big head, which was beaten like a pig's head, flew up in the air, dragging a bloodline in the air and rolled towards the crowd.

Until now, Spart couldn't believe that he had just killed a few witches, but was actually chopped off by the city lord.

The residents were panicked and avoided the falling heads. Spart's head rolled to the ground and died with his eyes closed...

After moving his head, Spart's body suddenly became soft, and a light white and smooth layer floated on his body. From the wound as big as a bowl, wisps of white light dissipated to the sky.

Robben silently stared at these white lights, these... are all souls collected by the soul control master.

“Rest in peace…”

Sbart's body kicked off the stage directly, and Robben inserted the sword in his hand into the stage: "This sword and this guillotine will stay here. If something similar happens again, the result will be... the same as today."

All the demon residents couldn't help but feel a little timid, especially some male residents...

After breathing a long breath, Robben's nervousness relieved a lot, and chopping people's head... It was not an easy thing, but Robben did not feel guilty. Sbart deserved it, and it was obviously for him. He could do something for himself before he died, which was a bargain.

"Naran, come up." Robben changed the yin-strickenness on his face, smiled, and waved to Little Nalan.

Little Nalan was a little stupid today. When she came, Robben didn't explain anything to her. As a result, she was always confused in the audience. However, Little Nalan seemed to understand a little. Her master seemed to say... she was carefully trained by her master and would keep her wife's witch in the future.

With a silly smile on his face, Xiao Nalan quickly climbed onto the stage: "Master, what are you asking?" Xiao Nalan was extremely well-behaved.

Robben asked Little Nalan to stand in front of him and sorted out her hair. This action made Little Nalan's face flush.

"Did you see it? This... your city lord, my witch, Nalan"

The residents of the underground terrace looked inexplicable, and then they cut off the head of a demon clan. Now they call a witch to do what? Should they cut it again? The witch also made a mistake, but no matter what they were going to do, the little witch was very beautiful.

"Master, what are you doing? They are all looking at me." Little Nalan couldn't resist it. Although there were countless eyes staring at him just now, now he was pulled on the stage, and all his eyes were even more unscrupulous. This situation was very contradictory to the witches' habit of hiding in the darkness that was not noticed.

"Don't move, this posture is the best, they'll just look at you," Robben immediately whispered.

Whispering to Little Nalan, Robben said loudly again: "I have to say proudly here, which of the witches in the city is more beautiful than my witch? Is there?"

The residents were even more puzzled. Why did the topic suddenly turn to the witch's appearance? However, the witch on the stage is indeed very beautiful, and it is the most rare age period in a witch's life. At this time, the witch is as beautiful as a girl, and has a bit of charm. She has a unique style in her actions and behaviors, and she is indeed extremely human.

And...even if there is someone more beautiful than this witch, who dares to stand up and say that the blood under the lord's feet has not dried yet, and the sword is still stuck on the stage...

Robben smiled: "Of course, there are countless witches here, and there are naturally more beautiful ones than my witches, but I have to say that in ten or twenty years, my witch will definitely be the most beautiful of all the witches here now."

"Master...how do you know?" Little Nalan's eyes shining, her lips were gently pursed, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.
To be continued...