Heroic Dog Aoqing

"Looking to die!"

Seeing this, several black-clothed men beside Ao Qingcheng could no longer endure it. They had never imagined that Ao Qing would be so shameless. In an instant, the aura of several people leaked out as they were about to attack Ao Qing.

"Stop!"

Ao Qingcheng coldly shouted.

Hearing this, several black-clothed men gnashed their teeth unwillingly, but they retreated under Ao Qingcheng's prestige.

After the black-clothed men retreated, Ao Qingcheng took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He looked at Ao Qing again.

"I know you still have a deep wariness about what happened back then. You're afraid that I would harm you. I can understand."

"Let's do this. In addition to what I promised you earlier, I can exceptionally allow you to join my Red Sun Clan!"

Ao Qingcheng continued to tempt him with benefits: "Although you are from the Patriarch's clan yourself, as someone from the tribe, you understand that my Red Sun Clan is the strongest in the tribe. Almost all the powerful people in the tribe are from my Red Sun Clan. As long as you join my Red Sun Clan, it would be equivalent to you Ao Qing having a huge backing. You who were looked down upon will become superior in the future of the tribe!"

"This is my final concession. You shouldn't refuse again!"

Throwing out this bombshell, Ao Qingcheng's confident smile surged again.

Not only does the Red Sun Clan have an outstanding status in the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Tribe, it is also very famous throughout the entire demon clan. Those who can join this clan are almost all first-class powerhouses and geniuses of the clan.

With this backing, Ao Qing could almost walk sideways throughout the entire Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Clan!

She didn't believe Ao Qing could still resist such a temptation.

But to her surprise, Ao Qing's actions once again exceeded her expectations. He even rolled his eyes at her.

"Ao Qingcheng, stop wasting your efforts. I won't agree to you."

"As for backing?"

Ao Qing's cold voice rang out. When it came to backing, he shook his head disdainfully.

After speaking, he was about to leave.

"Stop!"

But after he had just taken two steps, Ao Qingcheng's Demon Emperor cultivation finally erupted. Under Ao Qing's constant contemptuous gaze, no matter how well-cultivated one was, she could no longer endure it.

"If you don't drink the wine, you'll be punished!"

Ao Qingcheng gritted her teeth and shouted. Accompanying this anxious and exasperated voice, tremendous pressure rumbled towards Ao Qing.

"You, an exile, what right do you have to look down on the benefits I promised you? What right do you have to despise a quasi-sacred artifact? What right do you have to be indifferent to joining my Red Sun Clan?"

"You, a prodigal son, should be crawling on the ground to show gratitude when hearing my promise. Yet what right do you have to put on such an act?"

Ao Qing's footsteps paused slightly.

"Putting on an act?"

"Heh!"

He let out a cold laugh, turned around and looked at Ao Qingcheng, "Ao Qingcheng, you're thinking too much. I really look down on your promise!"

"As for why I look down on it, I might as well tell you."

"It's because..."

"I have already acknowledged a powerful human as my master!"

When it came to this, the thick arrogance in Ao Qing's eyes was completely undisguised. The admiration for that human in his words also came from the bottom of his heart.

"Following him, not to mention ten years, even half a year would be enough for me to enter the Demon Emperor realm you spoke of. So isn't your promise laughable to me?"

"As for him, not to mention your quasi-sacred junk, even if it were a real sacred or emperor artifact, I could hug it to sleep every day. So why would I want your scrap?"

"As for the backing you mentioned last..."

At this point, Ao Qing laughed coldly again.

"Let alone my master being my backing, even if Brother Skull under my master was covering me, and I stepped on the Nansha Demon Venerable Song Ke under my feet, no one would dare to fart!"

Ao Qing's bold and powerful voice echoed around.

"So not only are your messy promises unworthy of my sight, you Ao Qingcheng are equally undeserving!"

"Even the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Clan is nothing more than this!"

"Because following my master, I will achieve greater accomplishments!"

"I, Ao Qing, will step onto a bigger stage, which will be unattainable and left behind chasing for you Ao Qingcheng!"

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