I'll help the Demon King settle the world

Yuan Zhen, who had rescued Reis, dragged him unconscious out of the desolate Gobi Desert.

Finally, we arrived at a green oasis, which was full of life and completely different from the desert outside.

Yuan Zhen dragged forward with difficulty, and suddenly, within sight, he finally saw an old abandoned house.

Yuan Zhen couldn't squeeze out any energy, and this old house seemed to have been neglected for a long time, so it was the best place to rest and recuperate.

So Yuan Zhen dragged the man on his shoulders and kicked open the door of the house without ceremony.

Not to mention being rude, she didn't have the hands to push open the door now.

Throwing away the big black sack that he was carrying, he panted and carried the man on his shoulders, struggling to carry it in from the door.

He found a piece of ground covered with licorice, gently lifted the man on his shoulders, and slowly lowered him down.

He gently leaned his handsome face on the haystack, placed his long and straight legs, let his whole body relax, and leaned sideways on the haystack.

After getting rid of the silver-haired man, Yuan Zhen straightened up happily and shook her numb arm vigorously, "I'm exhausted. I won't do this kind of hard work of carrying people in the future!" Her sprained left wrist became even more serious. It hurts, but I can bear it just thinking about the wealth and wealth I will get after saving him.

Yuan Zhen knelt down and carefully wiped off the sand and dust on his face with his hands.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are the God of Wealth, I wouldn't treat you like a master!"

After wiping his handsome face clean, he was even more shocked!

With such a flawless face, he must be more than just an ordinary nobleman, right?

Maybe he’s still a royal family!

But after searching through the memories in my mind, I have never heard of any missing persons among the nobles of any palace.

Just as Yuan Zhen was considering the life experience of the handsome man in front of him, he slowly opened his blurred and illusory blue eyes.

After seeing Yuan Zhen, he was startled for a moment, and his ice blue eyes instantly burst out with cold fire.

The man looked arrogant and cold, but his bottomless blue eyes, which were as deep as hell, were staring into her eyes with a cold light.

Yuan Zhen couldn't help but tremble under his extremely cold gaze.

very scary!

Who did she save? Why did he have a murderous look on his face when he woke up?

Is it because he misunderstood? Thinking that she was the same kind as those snake demons, thinking of this, Yuan Zhen quickly explained:

"You misunderstood, I am not the same group as those snake demons..."

Before Yuan Zhen could explain clearly, the silver-haired man in front of him suddenly screamed.

"Despicable human beings!"

As soon as the silver-haired man finished scolding him, he couldn't help the toxins flowing around his body, and he fell to the ground unbearably.

He was dripping with cold sweat and clenched his fists. In one breath, he barely lifted his weak body up from the ground.

Now he can't even speak, let alone anything else.

Although his body was weak, his lofty eyebrows were still proud, glaring at this completely inconspicuous human girl in front of him.

Yuan Zhen was filled with anger by his arrogant and rude expression, "Hey! I was your savior. You were dying in the Gobi Desert when you passed out. It was me who went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers and finally dragged you away. At this point, not only did you not thank me, you also cursed me as soon as you woke up. You...you are so heartless!"

Although Yuan Zhen was still very scared at this time, facing the man's rudeness, she mustered up the courage to stand up for herself.

The handsome and handsome silver-haired man had a look of contempt on the pretentious human girl in front of him.

Her unpainted face has a pair of beautiful big black eyes, and her short black hair is stained with gray stains.

At first glance, they look like a lowly, inferior race!

Seeing the man in front of him looking him up and down, Yuan Zhen simply extended his "hand of friendship" first, patted the man and said:

"My name is Yuan Zhen, what's your name?"

The silver-haired man pulled away his shoulders in disgust, and shook off Yuan Zhen's "salary hands" that just wanted to take advantage.

"dirty!"

The man's brows were furrowed and he stared at her with blazing anger and disgust.

If looks could kill, she would probably die a hundred times.

Yuan Zhen wisely took back his hand that was still in the air, curled his lips, and thought: This handsome noble man must have been tortured so much by those snake demons who were worse than beasts, that he would become so resentful of others touching him. .

Oh, it's so pitiful.

Yuan Zhen secretly felt sorry for him.

The man stared at her with murderous eyes.

In an instant, the atmosphere was so awkward that three rooms and one living room could be seen, and Yuan Zhen had to change the topic immediately.

"Hey, are you hungry? That's why you're in a bad mood?" Yuan Zhen smiled awkwardly, showing his white teeth.

"..."

The atmosphere at this time was even more terrifying than before!

Yuan Zhen froze her smile, her smile was completely out of place in this weird and horrifying atmosphere.

Taking a peek, his blue eyes burning with flames were even more angry.

She couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air and turned her eyes away, not daring to peep anymore.

"Just tell me if you're hungry. I happen to have some food here. You can fill your stomach first." In order to get rid of his sharp gaze, Yuan Zhen found a suitable reason to turn around and avoid making her timid. gaze.

Yuan Zhen looked around for a while, and finally saw the big black linen bag she carried beside the door.

So she walked to the door, picked up the big black cloth bag, put it aside and opened it.

After some searching, I took out an apple from the bag that had been smashed into uneven pieces by the snake demon.

Yuan Zhen smiled, ran to the man with the mud-stained apple, handed it in front of him, showed his big white teeth and smiled like the sun:

"Here, eat this, then you will have the strength to recover."

The man was startled at first, then his face changed instantly, his brows furrowed even more tightly. Ling Chi's eyes were mixed with disgust, and he looked at the muddy apple in her hand with disdain.

Yuan Zhen, who was a bit nervous, didn't understand why the young man in front of her disliked her.

It was rare for her to be so kind and take back the food she had delivered to him. To be treated with such cold eyes by him makes me really feel aggrieved for myself.

The man's displeased face, because of her pestering behavior, made his handsome face, which had already been covered with frost, look even more sinister.

Yuan Zhen was puzzled by his increasingly gloomy face. He touched his head and rolled his eyes. Suddenly, he had an idea and thought of something.

"Oh, I forgot to peel the fruit!"

Only then did I realize the reason why he was disliked - it turned out that the aristocratic young master was not used to the way common people like them eat without peeling. She could only let him eat as he pleased and help him peel the fruit.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll help you peel it. The noble young master is precious, and even eating fruit is different from the common people." Yuan Zhen said to himself, while turning around and taking out another piece from the big black bag. She took out her sharp self-defense dagger from her bag. She took the apple in her hand carefully and peeled it for him.

After a while, she repaired the apple and handed it to him again.

"Here, you can eat."

The silver-haired man looked at the apple, his brows furrowed even more, and his eyes grew more hateful to the woman in front of him.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhen turned his head away and continued to think about his thoughts with his own imagination: Could it be that he was too injured and didn't even have the strength to hold the apple?

Yuan Zhen sighed, simply took back the apple he handed out, and continued to slice the apple in his hand with a dagger. After cutting it into neat pieces, he put down the dagger, picked up a piece of apple, and handed it to his mouth.

"You are injured and have no strength. It doesn't matter. I will feed you." He served the silver-haired man in front of him like an uncle.

Yuan Zhen thought that his attitude had been set too low. But in fact, deep down in my heart I was thinking viciously:

If it weren't for the sake of the family's wealth, who would take care of you as a father!

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired man in front of him turned his head away very unappreciatively.

Yuan Zhen took back the apple slices in his hand angrily after all his good intentions went to waste, and while showing off while eating them, he showed off indignantly and said:

"Hmph, I feed you, but if you don't eat, I won't even care if you starve to death!"

Looking at his stinky face, he was not even happy to eat happy food, so Yuan Zhen ate the apple angrily, picked up the big black cloth bag she carried with her, and walked out the door.

The space instantly became quiet. The silver-haired man immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, adjusting his weak breath.

The toxins in his body have spread to his heart. If it is not suppressed, the heart veins will inevitably be damaged.

So he closed his eyes and rested his mind, concentrating on suppressing the toxins in his body.

The night dew was deep, and the abyss-like cold air poured from the dead air into the abandoned old house, slowly gathering around the handsome man who was sitting cross-legged.

A sneaky figure, taking advantage of the fact that the man who was recovering from his injuries had no time to notice, quietly approached him.

The man raised his half-closed blue eyes alertly, knowing full well that he couldn't make too big a move while the healing process was in progress. In the past, let alone getting close, you wouldn't be able to get close to him within ten miles.

The silver-haired man could not move, but when the figure with evil intentions approached him, the silver-haired man with quick eyes and hands stretched out his big palm and caught the uninvited guest who tried to approach him.

Yuan Zhen grabbed her left wrist. The old injury on her left wrist made her cry out in pain, "It hurts so much - why are you grabbing me! I was just kind enough to cover you with a blanket. It was necessary to grab her so hard." Is it? My hand——"

The silver-haired man looked along her hand and determined that she was holding a white blanket, so he suddenly released his grip on Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen couldn't stand still. He said "Oops" and fell to the ground unbearably.

"You are too rude!" Yuan Zhen raised his head in anger and roared.

The man raised his Junyu cold eyes with disdain and snorted coldly.

"roll!"

Yuan Zhen got up in a hurry, pointed at him and cursed. "You bastard, if you hadn't seen the weather suddenly getting colder and worried that you would catch a cold, who would have covered you with a blanket! If you got sick from the cold, I wouldn't care about you!"

Yuan Zhen said as he picked up the blanket that fell on the ground, patted the dust on the blanket, and put it on himself.

But when I glanced at the man in front of me, he was sitting motionless in cross-legged position, and I suddenly realized something.

It turns out that he is healing with luck and is not easily disturbed by foreign objects.

Since luck is healing, it must not be moved.

Yuan Zhen suddenly came up with a plan, glanced at the silver-haired man with a smile, picked up the blanket and sneaked to a place a few meters away from the silver-haired boy, and threw the blanket in his hand towards the silver-haired man's tall body——

The blanket hung perfectly on the silver-haired man's strong shoulders.

"Yeah, it's a box on the ground."

Yuan Zhen glanced proudly at the white blanket on the man's shoulders, looking as funny as a saint saving all sentient beings.

I keep feeling anxious inside, seeing if you dare to offend me again in the future, I will punish you twice as much this time.

Before he was ready to explode, Yuan Zhen greased himself up and ran out like a rat crossing the street, away from the scene.

The silver-haired man who couldn't move suddenly had veins popping out. His whole body exuded a murderous aura, and he roared angrily:

"asshole!"

The man's angry voice was heard outside the house. Yuan Zhen, who escaped from the old house, stretched out his paws and smiled triumphantly in the dense forest:

"I won this time! Hahaha..."

The man was wrapped in the blanket that Yuan Zhen had thrown away, and his brows were knitted together. Although he was extremely reluctant, he couldn't make any big moves in this critical situation.

When Yuan Zhen came in to disturb him just now, he almost went crazy. Now, he didn't even have the strength to take away the blanket hanging from him.

He held his breath and concentrated, gathering the demonic energy all over his body again to suppress the toxins running around in his body.

The cold ice gradually surrounded him, and the blanket hanging on his body gave off a delicate fragrance due to the penetration of the cold air.

This fragrance is deep and warm, and coupled with the warmth of the blanket, it is like a mother's soft embrace. It makes people immersed in it.

His frown slowly relaxed into a straight line.

He hasn't felt warmth for a long time...

He couldn't remember how long ago it was. He only knew that he had been living in the devilish world of intrigues since he was sensible. In order to survive, he had to face all difficulties alone.

He had forgotten all the warmth in the hardship.

He took over the throne from the previous Demon Emperor with his own hands, but because he trusted too much in his subordinates who had followed him for many years, he fell into a trap set by the alliance and accidentally drank the deadly poisonous wine.

Although his powerful magical power can temporarily suppress the poison, it will take a lot of time to return to its original state.

During this period of time, he had to think of ways to avoid any chance of fighting with the demon nobles.

After all, he is now alone, without soldiers or power.

He will not be defeated by reality because of his current disadvantage, because he is not an ordinary king, he is the great devil who wants to unify the two worlds - Reis!

Reis mobilized the demonic energy all over his body, his chest immediately tightened violently, and a pool of black demonic blood spurted out from his mouth.

Reis was breathing heavily. He knew that it would be difficult for him to recover now, but how to avoid the pursuit of the demon nobles?

He frowned and thought...

Suddenly, he felt the aura of the human woman named Yuan Zhen and was on his way back.

So he hummed, raised his hand with difficulty, and waved the ice that had condensed around him. The ice stretched everywhere like it was alive, and was wiped away in an instant. He spat out the undried black magic on the ground. Blood.

As if nothing happened, he disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been there.

He knew that his current identity could not be exposed.

He closed his eyes tightly and continued to concentrate and hold his breath, covering all his aura with his own demonic energy.

From then on, the aura of the Great Demon King Reis disappeared from the world, and no one could detect it...