Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

Shangguan Zijin's consciousness gradually began to blur. He almost lost consciousness all over his body. He only felt the world humming and shaking.

He understood it all at once. When the sword struck, he almost understood...

But he didn't want to confirm that guess, so he didn't look at the murderer's face, but used his last bit of strength to carve a few words on the chair with his nails.

Then he closed his eyes forever.

Zhou Jiangyan held his hand and erased the words he wrote. As if nothing had happened, he held Shangguan Zijin's body in his arms.

Shangguan Zipei put away his sword, took the token from General Zhou, and left with his head held high.

In this pure white space, there were only two living people, Zhou Jiangyan and Su Xuanling.

The Demon Lord died, but the atmosphere in the secret realm did not pick up. On the contrary, it became even more deadly and depressing, as silent as a cemetery.

It was obvious that he could touch Zhou Jiangyan in just two steps, but Su Xuanling always felt that no matter how close he was, he couldn't touch the corner of his clothes.

My mind was in chaos, like a hazy fog. An invisible hand grabbed his throat, preventing him from speaking or concentrating on his thoughts.

Zhou Jiangyan was gently teasing Shangguan Zijin's hanging strands of hair, and he gently tucked the few strands of hair behind his ears.

Even an outsider like Shangguan Zijin could feel the focused and meticulous eyes and the gentle and delicate touch. If he hadn't known that it was a fresh corpse and Zhou Jiangyan was still an accomplice, Su Xuanling would have thought that it was him caressing his sweetheart.

Finally, after helping Shangguan Zijin tidy up his hair, Zhou Jiangyan spoke: "The war is over. The enthronement ceremony of the Demon King still needs to be held by me. If you excuse me, please forgive me, Master Su."

"Ah..." Su Xuanling was stunned. He quickly stood up and said, "Magic, walk slowly..."

Zhou Jiangyan finally glanced at him, but just nodded, then he hugged Shangguan Zijin, opened a space door with a snap of his fingers, and walked away.

"Demon, magician! From now on, will you still... know, know..."

Su Xuanling wanted to ask Zhou Jiangyan if he wanted to go to Yuxue Pavilion, but midway through the question, he seemed to have lost his mind on how to express himself. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable sentence.

He secretly cursed himself for being indifferent. It was none of his business whether they stayed or left, and he had no qualifications or position to care about them.

However, just looking at Zhou Jiangyan's back, You Yinian's face flashed before his eyes for no reason, and then he couldn't control his mouth and blurted out.

"Visit...uh, Yuxue Pavilion..."

Listening to Su Xuanling's unsteady words, Zhou Jiangyan paused for a moment, trying to figure out what he wanted to express without even thinking.

But he ignored it, hugged Shangguan Zijin, and strode straight towards the space door.

"I never break my promise."

Before leaving, he left these words.

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"Ding--!"

"World mission: Defeat the alien demons"

"Task Status: Completed"

"Mission content: Defeat the foreign demons"

"The world mission has ended! Congratulations to all contestants! System rewards have been awarded based on contribution values!"

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"Meet the magician, meet the devil..."

Zhou Jiangyan nodded. He leaned on the soft couch and looked down at the demon envoy kneeling on the ground: "What's the matter?"

"The communication between the mortal world and the spiritual world has been cut off for thousands of years. Now is the time to defeat the mortal world. Moreover, the seals of some demon kings have been loosened. It is estimated that they will be completely unsealed in three years."

Zhou Jiangyan listened to him quietly. Although the demon envoy did not explain his words clearly, his meaning would be clear to anyone who is not stupid.

"I once said that the purpose of this march is to resurrect the Divine Artifact of the First Wheel, and that's all." Zhou Jiangyan flipped his loose hair, "Shangguan Zijin is dead, so the wedding is cancelled, and the artifact is without him. use."

The demon opened his mouth, and then said "yes".

Seeing him like this, Zhou Jiangyan nodded and said arrogantly: "I understand that you did not say these nonsense voluntarily. However, as a demon envoy, it is also your fault for not being able to control the demon guards under you."

"That's it," Zhou Jiangyan lazily raised his feet, tiptoed the ground, and stood up lazily. He came to the table leisurely and poured himself a cup of tea. "Go and execute the leading demon guards. From now on..."

He took a sip of tea, glanced at the demon on the ground, and said lightly: "Kill yourself."