The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

One day when Wu Ze came home from get off work, the Great Emperor was studying some blueprints at home, which showed tadpole-shaped machines that Wu Ze had never seen before.

"What is this?" Wu Ze was a little curious.

The emperor spread out several blueprints in front of Wu Ze: "It is a new flying machine invented by the other side, called a helicopter."

"A flying machine! The people on the other side are really amazing." Wu Ze looked at the drawings carefully while marveling. Although he could not fully understand the complicated lines on the drawings, this did not affect his appreciation of the masterpieces of the creatures on the other side.

Because the parts on the side were too complicated, he could only stare at the complete picture of the helicopter, and found a very familiar-looking device on the top of the tadpole-shaped machine, so he pointed to the huge four-leaf rotor and asked the emperor: "My lord, what is this?" What is it?"

The emperor replied: "This is the rotor, the device that helps the helicopter go up."

"It's very similar to Qiu Xin's legs!" Wu Ze exclaimed.

After Wu Ze mentioned the Great Emperor, he realized that the two were really similar. Qiu Xin's legs were as slender and flat as the spiral wings.But I agree with it. Wu Ze can think of the new monster when he looks at the mechanical drawing, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Although they haven't seen each other since Duo Ling brought them to Qiu Xin's studio to point out the two revisions on the wide-leg pants, but hearing Wu Ze mention the name so naturally and intimately again made him feel sour. sour feeling.

"I don't know if he can fly." Wu Ze propped his chin in thought.

Once Wu Ze raised a question, he had to verify it himself. How could this work?

"Let's go find him and try."

Of course, all opportunities to be alone, whether reasonable or not, should be eliminated.

For some reason, Duo Ling, who was pulled out of the door, was a little excited. He always felt that he was included in a small group that would have excluded himself, and that he might witness a historic event. There was a kind of unexpected joy—— Even if you can't fit into them, you can't fit into them.

He stood alone on the side, watching helplessly as the three demons in front of him were seriously studying the blueprints that couldn't be seen clearly.

"Ascent requires a rotational force." The emperor stood in the middle.

"Can your legs rotate?" Wu Ze asked Qiu Xin over the emperor.

Qiu Xin thought for a moment, rubbed his chin and said, "If you give him a counter-rotation force from the beginning, it should be fine." After all, the flexibility of King Wu's legs is incomparable to ordinary legs.

"Reverse rotation..." The emperor glanced at his long and flat legs, "Twist it like a clockwork? Will it not hurt?"

"No problem." Qiu Xin said as he bent down and kneaded the two legs into various shapes, but as soon as he let go, the legs returned to their original shape as if they were elastic. "It will be a little uncomfortable, but it won't hurt."

"Also pay attention to the angle, the rotors are not parallel." The emperor pointed to the blueprint.

"I can control this by myself, the main thing is that I can't do the reverse rotation by myself." After he finished speaking, he twisted his body clockwise vigorously, and his legs bounced back immediately after barely making a circle.

"No." He frowned. Although his legs were elastic enough, their resilience was not low, and they quickly returned to their original shape. He couldn't make enough turns by himself.

"A demon pulls your hand and spins around you. Keep your feet on the ground and don't move, so you can make enough turns?" Wu Ze walked to his side, "I'll help you. "If he helps Chusin rotate his upper body, then Chusin just needs to grab the ground hard with his feet.

He took Qiu Xin's hands and was about to circle Duo Ling, when a thin body bumped into him, pushed him aside and bumped into the emperor.

"If you spin too much, you will get dizzy, let Duo Ling come." The emperor wrapped Wu Ze in his arms.

Wu Ze looked up at the emperor in surprise and then turned his head to look behind him. He clearly remembered that the emperor was still on the other side just now. Did he faint before turning around?

Duo Ling, who was pushed down beside Qiu Xin, really wanted to protest that he was the liquid heart demon who was most likely to get dizzy, but when he thought of the emperor's unceremonious push just now, he might have reduced his strength to prevent Uze from being injured, and his heart was full of pain. Some faint.

He wanted to cry, but no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't resist, so he shouldn't resist at all...

Behind every couple there is a group of demons who are physically and mentally exhausted. Duo Ling is very tired and foresees that not only will his mind be tortured, but he will also experience physical discomfort, but he cannot refuse, so he has no choice but to hold on Scalp took Qiu Xin's hand and turned it in a circle, like two demons dancing.

It's just that the dancing posture is more rigid.

Qiu Xin's legs were full of elasticity, and they circled dozens of times without much effort. Although the speed of rotation slowed down due to the gradual increase of resistance, Duo Ling still turned disgustingly.

"I, rest for a while." Duo Ling's face was pale and sweating, but he still held Qiu Xin's hand because he was afraid that all previous efforts would be wasted.

The emperor was very considerate: "Well, it's hard work, you can rest for a while before continuing."

Duo Ling accepted the emperor's condolences with tears in his eyes, and watched Wu Ze take back a foot that seemed to make him escape from the sea of ​​suffering, wanting to cry... he didn't dare to cry, for fear that his eyes would cry I can't help but vomit.

After 5 minutes, the two demons continued to wind up the clockwork. When Duoling finished the 100-rpm task, he just wanted to find a place to clear the churning contents in his stomach, but because he was afraid that if he let go of Qiu Xin's body, he would bounce back. I went back, and stood still where I was.

The upper parts of Qiu Xin's two legs have been twisted into a hemp rope. If the test flight is not successful, I am sorry for the hard work of the two of them!

"What should we do next?" He turned his head to look at the Emperor and Wu Ze, waiting for the next instruction, but the scene in front of him twisted uncontrollably.He believed that his face must be very ugly, because Wu Ze looked at him with concern in his eyes...but he didn't show any substance!

Chu Xin: "Take my hand and let me grab the ground, and then lift my legs up."

Duo Ling did as he did, grabbing Qiu Xin's legs.Qiu Xin stood upside down, grasping the ground with both hands, and entangled his legs, leaving half a rotor for each.

"Let go."

As soon as Duo Ling let go, Qiu Xin's two legs spun quickly, and soon his body also left the ground.

"He really flew!" Wu Ze looked at the sky excitedly.

Yes, Duo Ling also looked up at the sky, the light of the fire ball made him squint his eyes, and he saw the small black spot that seemed to be a triangle in midair.But no, it must be successful...

Duo Ling didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Wu Ze's big concerned eyes. He looked around and found himself lying on a soft sofa. The decoration style of the room should be that of a management office.

"Why am I lying here?" Duo Ling was weak.

"You passed out from excitement." Wu Ze looked at Duo Ling sympathetically from the sofa. The Liquid Heart Demon was indeed very fragile, and he couldn't bear the joy and sorrow.

Duo Ling just wanted to open his mouth to refute that the fainting was not due to excitement when he heard the voice of Qiu Xin and the emperor discussing something, which sounded just a few meters away, so he had to grit his teeth and swallow the words in his mouth, tears filled his eyes: "Yes ,I'm so excited."

Obviously it was to hold back and not to spit it out and fainted.

"Test flight, was it successful?" This is what he is most concerned about now, and it is the fruit of his labor as a victim of sour smell!It's a pity that his memory only stays in the first few tens of seconds of Qiu Xinsheng's ascension to the sky.

"Very successful." Wu Ze comforted him, "Qiu Xin flew so high that he could see the border of the underworld. He said thank you very much, and will take you up there to see if there is a chance. It can move a demon." After speaking, he bit his lips in disappointment, "I want to go up to see it too, but the emperor said it's too dangerous."

Duo Ling was very touched and expressed that he couldn't bear this kindness. As a liquid heart demon who is afraid of heights, he couldn't bear this kind of fright.

"Then you should have a good rest." Wu Ze stroked his brown hair, "Hunter will take you home later."

"Hunter?" Duo Ling suddenly had a bad premonition. He hadn't noticed the sticky backside before, and he didn't know who kindly put an impermeable mattress on the sofa under him. blanket.

He reached out and touched the mucus behind his back, and when he withdrew his hand, Wu Ze quickly took two steps back.

It's really considerate, the sofa should not be dirty at all.

"Can he keep his mouth shut?"

Wu Ze looked at his toes: "He may not be very happy..."

In the end, Duo Ling firmly refused to be held in the mouth by a three-headed hellhound, and walked home alone with his tired body.

The devil in love is simply too much!