Fast Time Travel: The Hypnotized Demon

third world 9

A welcome banquet for a new hero is rarely held in the palace.

The handsome and fair healer is unanimously loved by the heroine.

"Do you like grapes?" Xi Shu, a foreign woman with heterochromatic eyes, whispered softly, her cheeks were slightly flushed, "My parents have the most beautiful amethyst grapes, and they can also make the most delicious wine. "

The healer lowered his head and said something to her, Xi Shuo smiled softly: "Okay, I'll bring it next time, let everyone have a drink together." Finding that the healer was polite and gentlemanly avoiding their physical contact, The foreign woman's pupils were filled with a gentle smile.

The healer's helpless and patient posture when surrounded by women is really beautiful.

The little loli didn't have so many scruples. Yao Yao, a young general with a girl's bun on her head, happily threw herself into the arms of this little brother, raised her big shiny eyes, and asked directly against the fiery gazes of others. : "Little brother, I like you, do you like me?"

"I like it." The healer caught her, trimmed several strands of hair that slipped out of her bun because of running and jumping, and lowered her head.

Yao Yao's eyes became brighter, she couldn't help rubbing against this little brother who embraced him warmly, then suddenly remembered something, turned her head and waved to Yao Fang who was not far away, and her joyful voice went straight through the entire palace: "Daddy, daddy! When I grow up, I want to marry little brother Changle!"

Yao Fang: "..." Boy, come back quickly, otherwise your father may not survive today.

Yao Fang asked Yao Yao to come down from Changle's arms, and Yao Yao obediently said "oh" and slipped down from the young man's arms.Standing on the ground with his feet on the ground, his hands wrapped around the young man's waist and he refused to let go, with a bit of a coquettish obedience in his mouth: "Look, I'm coming down."

The youth also pampered her.

Yao Fang had a headache, and he started a tug-of-war with the rare young girl who played tricks.Yao Yao didn't follow him, her arms around the young man's waist became tighter and tighter.

In the middle of the tug-of-war, the girl suddenly looked at the young man brightly: "Little brother, your waist is so thin, you can wrap my arms around it completely! ヽ(ω)ゝ"

"Cough cough cough!!!" Han Shu almost choked himself to death.

The general silently glanced at Yao Yao's slender arm which was forcibly pulled away by Yao Fang, and shook his head.

Well, he remembered...very finely.

But powerful.

I don't know what to think of, the general's eyes flashed.

Emperor Gu Wen was the most stable. He just adjusted his posture and continued to talk to the ministers on the side, as if he didn't pay attention to what happened there.

Shoushu stared coldly at the young man's let go waist for a long while, and then retracted his gaze when someone blocked him, put down his hands under the table and made a gesture of embracing him.

Changfengyue... Oh, Changfengyue was stopped outside, the reason being that bad things can't happen at this happy moment.

So Chang Fengyue didn't know that his "harem" was about to turn against each other.

Dun Yao, who also looks like a loli, looks at Yao Yao jealously. She also wants to throw herself into the young man's arms like that, but...but she just got into trouble a few days ago, and now she is looking at the beautiful healer. Showed timidity.

After wandering around outside the crowd, her pride still prevented her from apologizing in public, so she just sat in her seat sullenly.

Apart from them, of course there are also heroines who don't seem to like Qinghe Changle very much.

For example, Bingfa Huaxue who has been worryingly watching the long wind over the empty seats, the female swordsman sitting alone, Jian Zhu, the mechanism master who is lying on the table and drunk as mud, Lin Lang, the manipulator playing with hair, and the silk-covered manipulator. Qiao Keli, the dark-skinned summoner with both eyes.

When the crowd dispersed, the healer returned to his seat slightly drunk. He was given a lot of alcohol, and they loved him so much that he would not refuse.

Qinghe Changle is not good at drinking, he sat up straight, half closed his eyes, already a little drunk.

A bit thirsty in his throat, he vaguely saw a porcelain cup on his small table, and reached for it.

The female swordsman sitting on his right let go of the big sword in her hand and stopped him: "This is wine."

Changle regained his senses, only to see the clear wine in the cup, and he thanked the female swordsman.

He remembered this female swordsman, who was the first to notice his injury.

He's a very caring and gentle person.

The ignorant healer thought.

The female swordsman waved her hand and said, "You look like my brother."

The young man was surprised: "Really?"

The female swordsman said: "He also loves to laugh, and also likes to thank you." Very gentle, but also very confused.

"You must like your brother very much."

"No," the female swordsman said calmly, "he is already dead, he died in the war with the Demon Realm."

Chang Le widened his eyes slightly, and disappeared without a trace in a slightly drunk state: "Sorry..."

"No need to apologize, I lied to you," the female swordsman's face was still serious, without a teasing smile, "Are you more sober now?"

"Yes, really." Chang Le found that his thoughts were much clearer.

"...Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" the young man asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing...forget it."

Sure enough, he is a person who doesn't care about anything.

Such a temper is easy to suffer.

The heroine looked around the banquet hall, and the distant emperor sitting at the head had already ordered his attendants to bring warm water to replace the healer's wine.She suddenly felt that Qinghe Changle was like a sheep in a herd of wolves, stared at by a group of people in the open and in the dark, and she didn't know when they would be gnawed until there were no bones left.

"What are you doing?" The heroine stopped the hand of Chang Le who was being lifted up by the attendants.

The attendant replied with a low eyebrow: "The emperor asked the servant to send Lord Qinghe back to rest."

The heroine frowned, lowered her hands and let them go.

This is the imperial palace, so... nothing will happen.

The attendant who left the banquet helped the healer into the carriage, but instead of driving out of the palace, he went deep into the palace.

When the young man was placed in the side hall, the attendants left.

In the middle of the night, after the banquet was over, a certain emperor pushed the door open with steady steps.

Always pay attention to the hypnosis system here: [! 】

【drop! !The target is threatened!Post an urgent mission! ! 】

When Chang Feng, who was originally sighing that he couldn't drink the best wine in the palace, heard this sentence, his heart constricted suddenly, and he ran away according to the system's instructions almost non-stop.

no!don't want! !

Blowing like the wind, a strong airflow opened the door of the side hall. When he saw the man lying quietly on the bed, the swordsman's heart seemed to be torn open, bleeding out.

Changle...

The index finger lightly touched the lower part of the nose, and the warm air flow made him breathe a sigh of relief, and the tense muscles all over his body relaxed.

The wet and cold sweat covered his back, and Chang Fengyue realized that he was wrong.

He was just... what's wrong?