Susu Tian nodded: "In the square, according to the level of the Demon Sect, you are the qualifying leader and temporarily reside in the throne of the leader! We are the four main hall masters, second to the throne! Other helmsmen, ordinary disciples, can only stand! Hope...!"

Lust Tian was explaining, but he saw that the Holy Son did not listen at all, but rushed over and pulled Wang Ke happily.

"Wang Ke, come with me. Today they want to play a game for me. Come with me, sit down and watch it together. The lustful heaven will talk about it. It will be fun in a while!" The Holy Son happily pulled Wang Ke.

The Holy Son is just a naughty child, so how can he have the patience to listen to the words of the lustful heaven? When he saw Wang Ke, he was immediately happy and pulled Wang Ke and was about to sit down.

The disciples of the Demon Cult around him did not dare to speak, but the three hall masters froze.

Because the Holy Son pulled Wang Ke to the land of the empty throne and wanted to hold Wang Ke on the throne.

"Then, that's the position of the first hall master, no seat!" Lulu Tian said with a glaring eyes.

Damn, the Holy Son is ignorant, you are not old or young yet? Do you dare to sit in the position of the first hall master? Are you looking for death!

"I didn't want to sit!" Wang Ke said depressedly.

I was just pulled by the Holy Son, what does it have to do with me?

"The Heaven of Lust, the first master of the hall has not come again, why can't Wang sit?" The Holy Son said uncomfortable immediately.

The Holy Son is just a naughty child, his mind is immature, so how can he see the undercurrents at this moment? He just feels that lust is not in touch with human nature. When the Demon Lord was there, he never refused himself like this!

"The Demon Cult has the rules of the Demon Cult, and everyone has their own throne! The first master is the throne! Without the first master's permission, no one is allowed to sit!" Lust said coldly.

"Can you need the permission of the throne master?" said the Holy Son uncomfortable.

"That's right, everyone has their own position, and only you can let them go!" said Lust coldly.

"Okay, if you don't sit, don't sit, hum, stingy! Wang Ke, don't pay attention to him, go, sit in my position, my throne is big, I can't sit alone!" The Holy Son pulled Wang Ke and walked to the big throne in the north.

Lustful, vermilion, Zi Bufan's eyes widened in an instant.

Damn, the throne of the Holy Son was formerly from the Demon Lord, that is, the leader of the Demon Cult. If you press the King Ke on the throne of the Sect Master, you will be superior to us. How do you let us feel it?

"Son of the Holy Son, why don't you forget it, it's good for me to stand!" Wang Ke said with a wry smile.

"If you want to sit, just sit. How can you get so much nonsense? Sit!" The Holy Son pushed.

With this push, Wang Ke staggered and sat down.

"Bang!"

The moment Wang Ke sat on the throne of the leader, all the evil demons immediately cast a killing gaze. Are you sitting in the leader’s position?

The three hall owners also looked ugly.

The Holy Son immediately sat next to Wang Ke, showing a happy look.

In this way, Wang Ke sat on the throne of the leader and looked down at everyone from a high position.

"It's not my business. I refused. I didn't want to sit down. I was forced!" Wang Ke said embarrassedly.

Everyone had dark faces.
Chapter completed!