The Big Devil and the Cookie

No one knows exactly where the exit of the demon well leads to the human world. Even the transporter in the human world cannot tell the exact location. In many cases, the exits are random.

Ludwig wiped off the blood beads sticking to his eyelashes, blinked, and his vision became clear again. His eyesight was very good, even hunting a swift Moyu on a moonless night would not be a problem.

But at this moment, he couldn't see clearly the scenery outside the exit, the deep and boundless darkness hid everything behind the mysterious tunnel.

Only one person can pass through.

The narrow space is very unfavorable for combat. If there is any ambush, Ludwig cannot guarantee that he can dodge safely with his current level of drained magic power.However, the fact that the mana was exhausted during the battle to cross the demon well did not mean that Ludwig's physical skills and natural sense of danger were weakened.

It took him about three seconds to make a judgment: enter.

The sound of light metal rubbing came from the darkness, very pleasant.

Ludwig walked towards the voice, and the light appeared at the end of the corridor, which was the exit!

He repaired the more obvious wounds on the surface of his body with the remaining magic power, quickened his pace, and walked towards Liangchu.

At this moment, a leather cushion was suddenly pressed down on the top of the head, and Ludwig immediately dodged it, while two long-haired brushes protruded from the left and right sides of the corridor, and sprayed the warm and cool liquid with fragrance on Ludwig's body. Body, and began to scrub up and down.

However, they flew in vain, and the person between the two brushes had disappeared.

Ludwig shook off the suspicious liquid on his body, and his bright black eyes scanned the corridor. At this time, the light from outside had penetrated:

This is like the interior of some kind of mechanism. The metal mechanism makes a light rubbing sound when it is running. The two mechanism arms have large soft-bristled brush heads at the top, scrubbing objects that do not exist, and white bubbles with fragrance are constantly bubbling. come out.

On the other side, two mechanism arms shrunk on the top of the corridor were holding a piece of pure white cloth, which was exactly what Ludwig needed.

He walked over.

As if a gust of wind passed through suddenly, the next second, the white cloth on the mechanical arm was in the hands of the Great Demon King.

The fabric was very light and soft, but unfortunately it was a bit small. Ludwig wrapped it around his waist, and the hem could barely cover the thighs. It was shorter than the linen skirt underwear sold in Chaos City, but the material was indeed much more comfortable.

Human beings are weak animals that like to be comfortable, so they always strive for excellence in daily necessities.

Just when Ludwig was thinking about the difference between human beings, he walked out of the tunnel exit.

The blazing and dazzling light filled the field of vision, and for a moment, Ludwig couldn't see anything.

The strong light focuses on Ludwig's body and face from all angles of the machine, fully revealing his slender and healthy honey-colored body. Like a god descended into the world, it is so perfect that it makes one's heart palpitate.

There was a sound of breathing in the closed room, and Ludwig frowned. He was keenly aware that there were seven or eight people in the room, and those unpleasant eyes were fixed on him—this kind of feeling that I am an obvious enemy. It feels bad to be in the dark.

Suddenly, a man's voice came:

"Get out for me."

No one said a word of nonsense, rustling footsteps sounded, and soon, the room was emptied, leaving only Ludwig and the person who spoke.

The man stepped aside, touched some mechanism, turned off the dazzling spotlight, and the room returned to normal brightness. Ludwig finally didn't have to squint his eyes. He looked down and found that he was standing at a height of half a person. On the dais, where he had just stepped, was the entrance to a gigantic conical machine.

The sound of footsteps came again, and Ludwig looked down, just as the man came to the edge of the stage and looked up at him.

Ludwig bumped into a pure light blue pupil unprepared, the color was so beautiful that he couldn't notice anything other than the pupil color - such as the emotion in those eyes.

Therefore, he also missed the surprise that flashed in those eyes.

"My name is Tang Bing."

"From today onwards, you are my favorite book."

This person is exactly Tang Bing who came down from the 419th floor today with a team of luxurious entourage. He is standing on the edge of the stage at this time, with a broad chest, a tall and straight body, taller than the young devil king, and a young and handsome face. There was no trace of morbidity, and his tone was particularly arbitrary, as if he didn't want to give Ludwig a chance to hesitate.

"You have to go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil for me, to perform tasks in the darkest books, and you have to swear allegiance to me."

...Although I don't understand what it means, it should not be a good word.thought Ludwig.

The man with blue eyes fell silent after he finished speaking, as if he was waiting for something.

Soon, the cone machine issued a flat voice:

"Book Pet No. [-] registered successfully!"

"?"

Ludwig stood on the high platform, his slender and healthy legs stood casually, without a hint of coyness, and the white bath towel was tightly wrapped around his slender waist, which made the already beautiful honey-colored skin a bit more Sexy, and the most deadly thing is that the person with this perfect body knows nothing about it.

At this moment, he heard the strange sound from the machine, and he was looking suspiciously to the upper right, wondering if there was a person hidden in the box with the white-shaped surface that could make noise.

"It was a routine just now." The blue-eyed man stretched out his hand to Ludwig, the bitterness in his eyes was swept away, and instead he had a gentle smile like a warm spring breeze, "Come down."

Ludwig tilted his head and watched the loudspeaker for a while, still not sure whether a large living person could be stuffed inside the thing.When he heard Tang Bing's words, he lowered his head again.

Tang Bing did not show any impatience, on the contrary, his eyes were full of doting: "Don't be afraid, I am a good master. As a book pet, you must perform some dangerous tasks, but even if you die, I'll bring you back too."

His wide and thin palm was always supported in the air, and there was an obvious horizontal line running through the palm of his hand.

Ludwig stared at his palm, then jumped off the high platform, landing without making much noise, like a sensitive feline.

Just kidding, how dare a fragile human being call himself master to the Great Demon King?

It's just that the magic power has not yet recovered, and it is weak, but it is not weak enough to require human protection.

Besides, what does that last sentence mean?

"You... don't you understand me?" Tang Bing's gaze followed Ludwig all the time. After observing the various behaviors of "Book Pet No. [-]", Tang Bing had reason to suspect that they could not understand the language.

"...There is not a word of death in my dictionary." The Great Demon King finally opened his light-colored thin lips, and uttered his first words in the human world.

Tang Bing's "Book Pet No. [-]" is a special book pet.

He was not only born with a name - Ludwig.

She is also unique among the silly sweet book pets in the sweet pet department, with eight-pack abs and explosive power comparable to a cheetah.

When Ludwig's body analysis report was sent to Tang Bing, they had already returned to the SVIP exclusive ward on the 419th floor—this is not so much a ward, but a luxurious presidential suite—Tang Bing half leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows Under the soft and comfortable black sofa cushion, the smart bracelet bound with the ID card worn on the right wrist emits a light curtain, which shows Ludwig's various physical indicators. Looking around, there is a striking A, only There is an "unknown" in the value of military force alone.

Tang Bing lowered his eyes and smiled enigmatically.

At the same time, the news that Tang Bing took a book pet with eight-pack abs from the book pet collection place and registered him under the sweet pet department has spread like wildfire, shocking the jaws of the onlookers.

There are no impenetrable walls, and word has spread in certain intimate circles of the World Builders Guild.

"Could it be the wrong lead? It's not impossible."

"That's right, maybe it's a book pet with a big plot, but it was abducted by the sweet pet department."

"It is said that when the book pet came out, the surname Tang immediately called to clear the place, and no one was left behind. It is really suspicious."

Doubts are doubts, the first thing is that there has never been a mistake at the book pet collection place, and the second is that no one can interfere with the affairs of the SVIP ward on the top floor of the Central Hospital.

At this moment, Ludwig also knew that Tang Bing was the person he was looking for - Tangbing, the author of Xiao Tianwen.

Ludwig didn't make a fuss, because good luck often happened to him. The human world is so big and there are so many human beings. The first person he meets when he leaves the demon well is the person he is looking for—this is actually possible. of.

Compared with this, it is more difficult to accept that Tang Bing is a soup cake.

In Ludwig's imagination, Tangbing, the author of the little sweet article, should be a mature person with a happy family, healthy, and kind to others. His appearance should be ordinary, but his smile is very warm. The childhood sweetheart who grew up leads a warm and peaceful life every day.

But this Tang Bing has no family, no partner, and lives alone in the ward on the top floor of the hospital.

Such a strange patient living in isolation...how could he write such a warm novel?

Ludwig really couldn't understand, and felt disillusioned.