this king; that king

After walking for a short distance, the air became more and more humid and turbid, and everyone began to have difficulty breathing. The king, who had been using spells for a long time and lacked exercise, began to become weak, and he was getting farther and farther away from Mole.

"Hey, the master's aura is getting weaker and weaker. Is something wrong behind?" The light bulb suddenly stopped, and the eyes that were shining strangely were staring straight behind.

"Eh? I didn't pay attention." Ye Song turned his head, and there were Morris and Moller on the long stairs, and beyond that was a thick darkness with no light.

Ye Song's heart tightened. Could something behind him capture the king?He let go of his voice and shouted loudly: "A Jin—are you there!"

Echoes followed the flames one after another, and finally disappeared with a buzzing sound.

"Brother, hasn't Ah Jin been following you all the time? Why didn't you notice that he was gone?" Ye Song asked.

Mo Le lit a match and looked back, then scratched his head embarrassingly: "He kept pinching my sleeve, didn't speak, his strength was so weak, and I didn't notice when he let go. "

"I want to go back to find him, so I can only temporarily turn off the special lighting effect, you bear with it..." The light bulb was about to transform back into a human form, when a panting voice suddenly came from the top of the stairs: "Go your way, I'm just a way Crazy... not so easy to die..."

The sound of procrastinating footsteps is getting closer and closer, each step has a slight echo, and after a while, the sweaty king appeared in front of everyone, lying on Mo Le's body weakly, his legs and feet could not move at all, and his head was also dizzy heavy.However, his hands were tightly grasping Mo Le's clothes, and he refused to let go no matter what.

"Troublesome, master will see who is grabbing who when he is not feeling well, I'll deal with it, apprentice, please light up the light." The light on the bulb began to become weak, and Ye Song took out a match Burning, the warm light lit up again.

The light bulb turned back into a human form, and immediately passed beside Mo Le, and pulled the king who was scratching like a wild cat onto himself, and rubbed the king's hair: "How is it? Are you still awake?"

"Nonsense! Talk!" The king pulled the light bulb and coughed forcefully on purpose to show that he was conscious. "What the hell? I'm going to die. I want to go back to the palace. Take me back!"

"Then do you still have the energy to chant the spell?" Light Bulb asked.

"Do you want me to come in with the wind? No, the door is sealed. It's better for all of us to go out and breathe." The king rolled his eyes, and his voice was sticky as if he was drooling.

"You have to inhale when you come in," said the light bulb.

"Then just open your mouth, and I'll bring in the air." The king became impatient.

"Going to explore the road for a while, and then transforming back into human form. I will die of exhaustion if I keep opening my mouth in human form."

The king broke free from the embrace of the light bulb, took out a large amount of paper with a magic circle drawn from his waist, threw it behind him, and then stood still, resisting the feeling of vomiting: "You step aside."

After the rest of the crowd had hid, the king swung his hands to the ground, spread them flat and straight, then quickly swung them to the middle and clapped his hands vigorously, clapped his hands together, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and tried his best to move in. He shouted in the direction of: "Ye Song——is a pervert——!"

The sound seemed to have magical powers, and an invisible wave was set off where it spread, and the pattern on the paper emitted a dazzling glare. A gust of wind whizzed past, and the huge air current was like a drum beating in the ear, making it almost impossible to hear anything else. Sound, Ye Song only felt that every hole in the clothes was filled with wind, and every hair was dancing wildly in the cold wind.

The wind gradually calmed down, and the air in the underground tunnel became much more comfortable. However, the king rolled his eyes and suddenly collapsed on the ground, and rolled down the stairs with bumps and bumps. "Bulb! Come see what's going on with him!"

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly lost my physical strength with this kind of emergency magic spell." The light bulb stepped forward and picked up the king. The air in the place is undergoing rapid convection. The master's physical fitness is not good, and he needs to rest for an hour or two to use this kind of big spell."

"Where did the high air come from? Isn't it in the cave now?" Ye Song asked.

The light bulb immediately showed pride on his face: "It uses the directional flow technique to come in from the cracks in the soil. This is also very physical, and it needs to sense where the fine cracks are so as to maximize the exchange of air. The owner is already very good at doing this." Yes, back then he studied literature..."

"You still need lighting," Moller asked, "do you want me to recite it?"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. In fact, he will wake up in 10 minutes, but it will take a little longer to walk on the ground. Please trouble me, young master." The light bulb put the king down, handed it over to Mo Le, and turned back into a rabbit to continue to shine , "Hurry up, it is impossible for him to use Nine Heavens Wind Scroll again tonight."

A group of people stepped forward at a faster pace, and Mo Le tenderly carried the snoring king on his back, turned around and smiled slightly: "We are setting off."

After walking for a short while, the stairs turned into flat ground, and the walls of the cave were no longer neatly and beautifully paved with gorgeously patterned stone slabs. The floor was made of ancient stone bricks.Ye Song felt that the soles of his feet were uneven, and when he looked down, he found that the black stone bricks were engraved with animal patterns, but there was only a long strip of floor tiles in the middle with complicated and regular patterns, extending straight into the depths of the darkness.

"It's right to walk along here...it should be." Ye Song pointed to the direction where the long floor tiles extended.

"That's right." The light bulb's night vision ability told him that Ye Song's judgment was correct, there was no way in any other direction, but a trap of sharp steel spikes.

So everyone continued to move forward, and the stairs were quickly submerged in boundless darkness.

Mo Le felt the person on his back move restlessly: "What the hell is this place... it's suffocating..."

"Are you awake?" Mo Le turned his head slightly, "This is the hole at the bottom of the stairs. Mr. Rabbit didn't find any danger, it's just a little dark, don't worry."

At this time, the light bulb became tense, and an obstacle appeared in front of it. After a group of people approached, they found that there were solid stone pillars standing on both sides of the road. What cracks.The white cobwebs covered the stone pillars layer by layer, and further ahead, there was an underground stone house that looked lifeless, in the style of aristocratic mansions 200 years ago.

Mo Le felt the boy behind him tremble heavily: "Bulb, don't go forward...Try turning left here."

"Yes." The light bulb changed direction. Ye Song wanted to ask why, but he could only run after the light bulb that was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Turn right at the next intersection." The king ordered, and Mo Le felt the king's heartbeat getting faster and faster.

"After passing the chess-like obstacle, turn left from the three-way intersection next to it, go up to the gazebo, then turn right, go straight, and go to the building at the end." The king commanded with ease, and Moller suddenly felt something Yes, looking back at him in surprise.

"That's right, it's exactly what you think." The king was satisfied with Moller's reaction.Seeing that the end of the road was about to come, the king asked Mo Le to put him down, and helped his weak body to the door of the ordinary building in front of him.

Ye Song looked up, and saw that it was an ordinary stone-carved house, and the golden lion lock hanging on the heavy and dark gate was made of metal.

"Ye Song, go and get rid of that lock." The king gave Ye Song a look and ordered.

"Ah, good." Ye Song received the order suddenly, a little surprised, but stepped forward and pulled out his sword, took a deep breath, and slashed at the lock with force.

With a sharp sound echoing deep in the crypt, the upper half of the lock was cut open and fell to the ground.The king walked forward slowly, panting heavily, bent down, and actually took out a piece of dry and yellowed old paper from the broken part of the lock.

"Official certificate! Sure enough, the layout of this burrow is the same as my house." Mo Le recognized its special shape.

There was a note in the official certificate, and the king saw the familiar handwriting: Jin, you are back, you lost.

"That's right." The king tore off the note, tears welled up in his eyes, he didn't want to look at the official certificate at all, and handed it to Mo Le, "Bulb, let's go back."

"Yes." The bulb changed back into a human form, ready to teleport.Ye Song lit a match, but found that there seemed to be something caught in the lower door of the stone house, and a paper corner of it was exposed. Ye Song thought, the official certificate taken away by the king might be fake, and the real thing was under the door. Yes, he went up secretly and pulled out the thing.

It was not a piece of paper, but an old envelope of extremely exquisite workmanship. The patterns on it were very similar to those drawn by the king on the castle tableware.Ye Song felt strange, and was about to open it to look at it, but he heard the king calling him to go over quickly, so he could only stuff it into his pocket and get into the passageway of the light bulb.

In a blink of an eye, several people had returned to the dark room in Beige. The king signaled the bulb to send Ye Song and others back by the moonlight. The bulb took the order and quickly resolved everything.

"Go to sleep, that hole in the ground scared me to death." The king took a breath of fresh air, immediately activated the healing technique to restore his physical strength, and threw the shoes casually on the bed.

The light bulb shook his head with a wry smile, and went back to his rabbit's nest, watching the king fall asleep.

The night was very long, and naturally it hadn't passed after half an hour.The light bulb was in a daze, and he was about to fall asleep, but he heard very light footsteps outside the door. He immediately pricked up his ears and opened his eyes slightly, in case anyone wanted to harm his master.

But soon, his doubts were dispelled, because a human voice that was softer than footsteps came from outside the window: "Bulb!"

It's Ye Song.The light bulb was about to answer, but the king on the bed grabbed and threw a large ball of expensive clothes over, and said slowly with a sticky voice, "Student-apprentice-worker! You want to Looking for someone, can you do it for me—slightly!"

"You can wake up..." Ye Song sighed.The light bulb was afraid that he would disturb the king by entering the house, so he asked him to wait outside.

After a short while, the wooden door of the North Pavilion was gently opened, and a big white rabbit with well-groomed hair ran out: "Your Majesty can sense the house by touch, as long as there is a disturbance outside, you will find it , so let's go talk elsewhere."

"Okay." Ye Song looked a little dignified, and this was the first time Bulb had seen him like this.

The two sat down at the wooden railing of the attic illuminated by dimly lit lights. The snow-white fur of the light bulb was dyed a reddish orange. He was clutching the letter tightly.

"You came to see me so late, what do you want to say?" The bulb looked at the dark night sky, and the burgundy eyes in the shadows reflected the swaying orange brilliance, like a slowly sinking full moon.

"Ah Jin, no, Your Majesty..." Ye Song also looked at the unreachable sky, and paused for a while, "Do you really like that little brother?"

"I think it should be, and it shouldn't be." Bulb replied.

Ye Song didn't speak, waiting for the rabbit to turn around and look at him.Rabbit continued: "As you can see, His Majesty is a very strange person, so many people from childhood think he is unreasonable, which makes His Majesty feel very uncomfortable, but he is too stubborn and never refuses to rely too much on me. After all, I am just He is a familiar, not a human being. So when His Majesty meets someone who is willing to tolerate his bad temper, he will naturally become dependent."

"So, doesn't His Majesty like him?" Ye Song asked.

The light bulb sneered for a while before replying: "Who knows, although His Majesty lived a long time, the principle of his immortality technique is simply to keep his body age at 15 years old, so his brain is still in adolescence. A 15-year-old person, like It might be a simple matter of whom to fall in love with."

"What about you?" Ye Song asked, "Don't you feel uncomfortable after living for so long?"

"Oh, absolutely not." A look of sadness flashed in the bulb's eyes, "My task is to take care of His Majesty, and this is also my pleasure."

"That little brother seems to think that His Majesty is an Alpha, because he doesn't think he has any taboos at all." Ye Song said.

"That's the reason for the medicine injected by His Majesty. It can hide the taste of pheromone. Your Majesty hates his own smell, so he has been injected since he was a child." Bulb's ears twitched, "But the side effect is that he will overeat, and His Majesty sits every day. Unwilling to move, leading to fatter and fatter."

"Then how did Mr. Jason of the previous generation know that His Majesty is an Omega?" Ye Song looked directly into the bulb's eyes and asked.

"Ah, it seems that your purpose is to know His Majesty's past, apprentice?" Bulb shook his beard jokingly.

Ye Song lowered his head slowly, stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to hand the letter to the light bulb.

"You found something good, right? Then I don't need to hide our past. After all, you want to live with His Majesty, so you can't be prejudiced against him," Light Bulb looked back at the sky again, pinching his fleshy little fingers Holding the envelope, "You see, a person with a personality like His Majesty seldom falls in love with anyone at first sight, but after only a short while, he develops to the point where he is willing to set foot in this mansion to help Mo Le, and he is not afraid of hot faces and cold asses." , why do you think it is?"

"Why...?" Ye Song was puzzled.

"Because Moller and Jason's temperaments are so similar." Bulb lowered his head and let out a long breath.

Ye Song watched the light and shadow of the rabbit turn from yellow to black under the light, waiting for the light bulb to tell everything.

The rabbit took a deep breath and began to speak slowly.

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