Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Zhao Xuehan's heart sank.He should have known a long time ago that this demon king must not be an easy job.

But after time travelling, just give him one skill, and you have to learn the others slowly, which is a bit too cheating.

However, Yan Ke seemed not to allow Zhao Xuehan to lose his mind for a moment in front of him, and his invisible blade stretched a little towards the wound on Zhao Xuehan's neck.

"Where is he?" He asked again, his voice colder than before.

"Yan Ke..." Wen Tiandong stood up, as if wanting to stop him, "Don't do this, he..."

He stopped to think for a moment, and then swallowed the second half of the sentence.Zhao Xuehan rolled his eyes and saw that the words next to Wen Tiandong had changed to "Should I say it?"

Zhao Xuehan couldn't help thinking about what Wen Tiandong wanted to say.However, the intensified pain in his neck made him finally focus on the frost-faced man in front of him.

He forced himself to lie down on the bed to avoid the knife's coercion, and forced to stare closely at Yan Ke's eyes.

Yan Ke's eyes are not as dark as ordinary people's, or are somewhat transparent amber.They were a pair of light blue eyes, the color was extremely light, the boundary between the iris and the white of the eyes was not very obvious, but the pupils seemed more abrupt.

Like a finely polished blue tourmaline, it is very beautiful, but also very cold.

When Zhao Xuehan saw the two small characters floating beside Yan Ke's eyes, that was Yan Ke's current thoughts.

He stared at the word, obviously such a simple word, but he was at a loss as to what it meant.

"Brilliant".

The voice in my head coughed twice.

"Don't you understand what 'Liangliang' is?" asked the voice.

"Yes." Zhao Xuehan answered honestly in his heart.

"Liangliang is Yan Ke's dog." The voice said slowly.

ah.It turned out to be like this.Zhao Xuehan breathed out, Liangliang turned out to be...

……What the hell?

Zhao Xuehan sat stiffly.He felt himself caught in a very eerie atmosphere.The demon cultivator in front of him, who can take people's heads in the blink of an eye, threatened himself with an invisible knife, but he was thinking about his dog? !

He threatened me because of his dog?Or was he thinking about his dog while threatening me?Zhao Xuehan felt that his thoughts were confused and he couldn't sort it out.But either of these two cases is very unconvincing.

Just when the atmosphere was stiff and at a loss, Yan Ke's inner activities quietly changed.

The word "liangliang" gradually disappeared and was replaced by five new characters.

"You died so badly!"

Zhao Xuehan was startled, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some terrible secret between the demon Yan Ke Liangliang and the dog.

Although Yan Ke's mental activities are still so incomprehensible, it is much better than the dog names like "Liangliang" appearing all the time.Zhao Xuehan collected himself and began to think about how to confuse this scene first and save his life.

If someone beheaded him immediately after waking up, this Demon Lord would be too frustrated.

"What's the relationship between Liangliang and Zhao Xuehan?" He asked the voice in his head.

However, the voice suddenly became hoarse, and even though he called several times, he didn't answer.

Zhao Xuehan couldn't help but tremble again after she had just settled down.When he died, the three souls were still there, and now they were almost shaken into seven or eight souls by himself.

Shaking to shaking, Mozun still insisted on pretending.If there is even a hint of timidity on the outside, it's all over.

Although Zhao Xuehan was terrified in his heart, his expression was not messed up at all, and he kept staring at Yan Ke with a serious expression of "Don't mess around".At the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly.

I don't know the relationship between these two people and the dog, and I don't know where the dog went. Since he asked me where Liangliang was, I had to dissuade him from continuing to search for his dog while concealing the location of the dog. idea.Zhao Xuehan thought, looking straight into Yan Ke's eyes without moving.

He found the current situation somewhat absurd.There was a tense relationship between the two, and it was actually because of a dog.Is this okay?

Yan Ke didn't care what Zhao Xuehan was thinking, there seemed to be a cold light shooting out of his eyes, which pierced directly into Zhao Xuehan's eyes, and Zhao Xuehan trembled for a while before he calmed down.

"Where I hide it has my own reasons." Zhao Xuehan said.He was terrified enough, but somehow managed to maintain a dignified demeanor.When he opened his mouth, he was very stable, and his tone was extremely light, but exceptionally clear.

"What can you do if you find it?"

Even if you know where your bright is, what can you do with a dead dog?Zhao Xuehan thought to himself.

His words seemed to be having an effect.The invisible blade retreated a few steps, and Zhao Xuehan's neck didn't hurt so much anymore.

Yan Ke still maintained the posture of standing motionless, but his expression seemed to have changed slightly.

"If I want to find him, I will keep him with me." His tone was cold and calm.

"Hold it in your arms."

Zhao Xuehan suddenly felt as if his heart had been grabbed by someone.The memory of being cleaned up by Meng Po Tang in his mind was about to move, hitting his temple bit by bit, as if it was about to break through the blockade and return to his mind.

He lowered his head, gently pressed the painful part of his head, and then raised his eyes.

He still can't remember anything.

When Yan Ke said "keep it in his bosom", Zhao Xuehan felt that Yan Ke was not talking about his dog, but...something else.

However, when he looked up, floating next to Yan Ke's head was still the dog's name "Liangliang".

Putting a dead dog in your arms is really heavy.Zhao Xuehan couldn't help complaining.

He slightly lowered his eyelids, maintained his solemn expression, and said, "This is the end of the matter, and I will handle it properly. You don't need to worry."

Yan Ke didn't respond.

Zhao Xuehan bit her lip lightly, and decided to take a gamble.

"Did I lie to you?" he asked.

Yan Ke's eyes moved.He slowly raised his hand and made a "close" gesture, and the sharp feeling in the surrounding air disappeared without a trace.

"No," he said.However, his eyes still stared at Zhao Xuehan motionlessly.

At the same time, the words beside him also changed from "Liangliang" to "Weird..."

Zhao Xuehan's heart suddenly rose.Yan Ke felt strange... Will he find out that I am not the real Zhao Xuehan?Will he take my head in the next moment? !

However, the word "strange" didn't last for a long time, and after a while, it changed back to "liangliang".

Zhao Xuehan breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Yan Ke really put all his heart on the dog.He collected himself and said, "Since I never lied to you, how about you trust me again?"

Yan Ke didn't answer.He stared at Zhao Xuehan for a few moments, then sighed slightly, and nodded slightly.

"Your subordinate will leave." After Yan Ke cupped his hands and saluted lightly, he turned around and left the room without looking back.The scabbard hanging on his body slapped the side of his leg with his steps, making a small sound.

Looking at Yan Ke's leaving back, Zhao Xuehan finally let go of a hanging heart.He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to touch the wound on his neck, but found that Wen Tiandong was watching him with interest, so he immediately put down his half-raised hand.

Wen Tiandong smiled when he saw him put on a serious expression. "I haven't known Yan Ke for a long time, but I know that although he looks serious, he has a straightforward personality and is easy to get close to. He is a good person. It's just that sometimes he does things more directly." He said, "Don't be afraid of him."

Zhao Xuehan wanted to nod habitually, but realized it was wrong.If he nodded, wouldn't he admit that he was afraid of him?It's impossible for the Demon Lord to be afraid of his subordinates, right?

Wen Tiandong looked at him and laughed again. "You're really funny, too," he said.Blinked.

"You believe everything others say, that's not okay."

Zhao Xuehan turned his head and looked directly at Wen Tiandong, not understanding what he meant.Wen Tiandong met Zhao Xuehan's eyes, and slowly parted the corners of his mouth, revealing a sinister look.

Zhao Xuehan trembled and turned his face involuntarily.

"If you act like a demon king like this, you will die soon." Wen Tiandong said in a low voice.

The bright red tongue, like the long letter of a poisonous snake, slowly protruded from Wen Tiandong's lips, and with viscous liquid, it touched Zhao Xuehan's cheek little by little.

Zhao Xuehan felt cold all over, his hands and feet were so stiff that he couldn't move.He no longer cared about watching Wen Tiandong's inner activities, but just stared and shrank his neck back, trying not to let the tip of Wen Tiandong's tongue touch his face.

Seeing Zhao Xuehan like this, Wen Tiandong finally couldn't bear it anymore.I saw the tongue twirling in the air, then retracted into Wen Tiandong's mouth with a whimper, while he himself covered his mouth, bent down, with an expression of forcibly holding back a laugh.

Zhao Xuehan looked at him with a dazed expression.However, the tongue just now was really scary, so he moved his whole body to the bedside, away from Wen Tiandong.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wen Tiandong wiped the corners of his eyes and raised his head, "I just saw that you were a little nervous and wanted to tease you."

"Scared you?" He made an apologetic expression and stuck out his tongue lightly.The tongue has returned to its normal shape.

"But the Demon Lord is not like you usually. If you keep being so tense, you will be discovered soon."

Zhao Xuehan did not stop talking.In his mind, it seemed as if a train suddenly hit him at the speed of light, making his scalp numb.

Wen Tiandong... when was he?Has he already discovered that he is not the real Demon Lord?Zhao Xuehan couldn't help shaking again.Will Wen Tiandong kill me?Can I beat him?

Wen Tiandong tilted his head to look at Zhao Xuehan, and couldn't help laughing again.

"Of course I won't kill you." He tugged on Zhao Xuehan's sleeve, pulled him to his side, and patted his back. "Don't worry too much. I'll help you."

Zhao Xuehan was still a little scared, he didn't know how much of Wen Tiandong's words were true, so he curled up slightly, and quietly looked at the people around him.A line of small characters flashed beside Wen Tiandong's eyes.

"I have to find him."

"You..." Zhao Xuehan clenched and loosened his fingers in his sleeves, and adjusted his breath secretly to make himself less nervous.He was about to have the courage to ask Wen Tiandong something, but Wen Tiandong suddenly stood up and straightened his crumpled clothes.

"You have a good rest. Don't think about anything." He squinted and smiled, and patted Zhao Xuehan's head. "I'm going back to Qingjingzhai. If you need anything, just come to me."

Zhao Xuehan swallowed the words, and nodded slightly.