Only villains don't force me to socialize [Transmigration Book]

After many, many years, Hengshi is still the same. The former sword master is gone, and his apprentice Lin Jianzhu will naturally succeed him. The world will not be unable to function without anyone.

The wedding between Ning Zhe and Lin Jianzhu was very sudden. After all, one is the sword master of the spirit world and the other is the master of the demon world. Who will go up and down, of course, this matter is still inconclusive, I am afraid that only the parties involved know the inside story.

Although everyone was shocked at the time, after many years, everyone has become accustomed to it.

Demon Realm, an unknown dilapidated inn.

A man with a rude manner put his legs on the bench and was chatting with the person opposite.

"Hey, this world is getting more and more boring." He frowned and took a big gulp of wine.

The person sitting opposite him was wearing a bamboo hat, his body was sitting upright, his hand was lightly touching the wine cup, and his demeanor was calm, which was out of place in this dilapidated inn.

It was obvious that the man with the rude behavior was addicted to alcohol, chattered, wanted to say a few words to anyone who caught him, and felt uncomfortable if he didn't spit a little every day.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't answer, he took the wine cup and sent it to his lips, the bamboo hat was slightly lifted to reveal his chin and neck, his jaw line was smooth, and when he swallowed the wine, the protruding Adam's apple in his throat went up and down. Just by moving, just by getting a glimpse of the leopard, Bianneng knows that he must be a beauty.

The rude man was not discouraged when he saw that the person who wanted to talk to him did not return him, as if he was completely unaware of the other party's cold attitude, he continued: "Hey, think about how many people died in that secret place called the man in the cage back then. , The two worlds of spirits and demons almost fought because of this incident, but fortunately, the new sword master was born and directly settled the big trouble."

Another person next to him heard his words and couldn't help but said to him: "I admire the new sword master. If it weren't for him, Heng Shi doesn't know how many people would die, but what do you mean by what you said earlier? Oh no?"

The rude man put the foot resting on the stool back to the ground, lifted the other foot, and put it on the stool, he said to the person who interrupted: "That's not true, you kid can't see it when you see it." When I experienced the chaos in the Demon World, tsk..."

"You mean when the Lord of the Demon Realm is not His Majesty yet?" The man wearing the bamboo hat suddenly spoke, his voice was like a spring of ice hitting, melodious and clear, the noisy inn suddenly became quieter, and many people around stopped , put up

Listening silently, expecting to hear some anecdotes that are not available elsewhere.

The rude man raised his eyebrows, and said in a strange tone: "Oh, so you are not dumb, and you know such a long time ago, I am afraid that you are not a young master sent by some school to experience it, and you can learn a little bit from history books. Do you dare to talk to people?"

Facing the ridicule, the man in white wearing a bamboo hat did not respond at all, as if he had thrown a stone into the sea, and the waves had been there for a long time but there was no reaction at all.

Street rogues are called rogues not only because they are loafers, but because they love to cause trouble, whether for themselves or for others, and they take pleasure in it.

The man with rude behavior did not receive the expected response, and felt inexplicably upset, so he continued to brag to others: "I tell you, the devil world back then was called the real devil world. Drinking a lot, eating meat, meeting people If you feel uncomfortable, you just do it. Life and death depend on your strength. No matter where the law comes from, fists are king. Unlike now, no matter what you do, you have to follow this and that, which is annoying."

"Why did I never know that the demon world still has such a chaotic era? Since I was born, the demon world has been like this now, and it's not too different from the spirit world, but the customs and habits are different." The person next to him continued.

"Hey, brat, you don't know a lot. As for the union of the master of the demon world and the master of the sword a few years ago, I think it's a conspiracy." The rude man took a sip of his wine, His eyes were wandering, as if he was about to get drunk.

The inn became more and more quiet, which made the sneer especially harsh.

Everyone's eyes turned to the source of the voice, the man in white wearing a bamboo hat.

The man with a rude manner said angrily: "I'm timid, I dare not show my face, but my tone is not small."

The man in white was still indifferent, he picked up the jug and got himself another glass of wine, and slowly sipped it until the patience of the people around him was almost exhausted, before he said: "The time of peace in the demon world is really too long, Mr. Ye loves the dragon. There are endless generations, and those who have truly experienced the Demon Realm all treat His Majesty like a god."

"Tch, make it sound like you've experienced it before." The rude man said with disdain.

"I have indeed experienced..." the man in white clothes indirectly received a message on the Internet, so his words paused for a moment.

This action aroused the curiosity of the gossip listeners in the inn, and everyone said: "What, hurry up."

The man in white recovered from Wang Jue's news, and continued: "The battle to overthrow the former Lord of the Demon Realm."

The inn suddenly became lively. Some people believed that they wanted him to reveal more inside information, but some people believed that he was just gaining attention and was actually bragging.

"Heh, who wouldn't brag, and I even said that I was the former master of the Demon Realm!" the rude man said casually.

"Of course you are not," a gust of wind blew, and the white veil covering his face with the bamboo hat was blown up a little bit by the wind, and the corners of the mouth of the man under the bamboo hat slightly curled up, "Because Wanyan is in my hands now."

The man in white got up and walked out of the inn, leaving everyone in the inn completely silent and extremely shocked.

"Well, if he didn't lie, wouldn't he have participated in that battle and held the soul of Wanyan..."

"The Lord of Beimingzhou, Yan Ziyao?"

"What is he doing in Zhongzhou?"

"It's a pity that I didn't say a few more words with the boss."

"You really believe that he looks nothing like him, okay?"

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While everyone was arguing, the man with rude behavior seemed to be in great fear. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely frightening.

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Although Yan Ziyao had already left the inn, his spiritual consciousness silently looked at the rascal in the tavern for the last time, and thought in his heart: He was just placed in the illusion of the chaotic demon world before His Majesty ascended the throne. It's really boring to be so scared and talk about yearning.

He walked in a hurry and came to Ning Zhe's palace, the white hat on his body turned into a court uniform, holding a token in his hand, he shouted outside the palace: "I said, Ziyao, come to see me, I don't know what your Majesty is calling for? "

There was no sound coming from the hall, Yan Ziyao just felt that he had come to a deserted place, he was a little confused, why did no one respond to His Majesty's summons before saying that he had important matters to discuss?

Just when he was about to speak out again, Zeng Yao also came.

Zeng Yao is still the same as in the past, as if everything can be enjoyed, he said: "Brother Yan also received a summons?"

"That's right, but I don't know why His Majesty hasn't responded for a long time." Yan Ziyao seemed to be doing business.

Zeng Yao also yelled, but the result was exactly the same as Yan Ziyao.

He frowned, and said impatiently: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? I still have a lot of official duties. The people of Xizhou are very tough. If you don't guard them for a while, you will be in trouble. Don't worry about it. I'll just go in and have a look. And you?"

"I'm with you." Yan Ziyao glanced at the complex and extremely gorgeous hall.

Zeng Yao's expression was a bit strange, he said: "Don't you respect His Majesty the most, why did you follow me to 'offend the next'?"

"That person should be there, there is no reason why no one will answer, this matter is strange." Yan Ziyao took his eyes back and looked at Zeng Yao.

"You reminded me, that person is here, I guess they are 'busy'." Zeng Yao yawned and waved to Yan Ziyao, "Why don't we rest for a while, His Majesty hasn't been doing anything these few years, it's rare A chance to rest and rest."

Yan Ziyao shook his head, apparently not listening to the other party's nonsense, he walked in directly.

"Wait for me." Zeng Yao weakly shouted behind Yan Ziyao.

As soon as Yan Ziyao stepped into the hall, he found that he had stepped into an illusion, and Zeng Yao, who was still calling him behind him just now, had disappeared.

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Inside the sleeping hall, the curtains were faintly shadowed, the sound of iron chains clinking kept ringing, and countless candlelights illuminated the hall like daylight.

Thick iron chains were wrapped around the white wrists, protruding from the curtain that covered the bed, which aroused people's imagination.

But the two people on the bed were not doing anything.

Lin Jianzhu's hair was disheveled, and he was lying on the bed in a casual posture, with one hand supporting his head and the other hand stretching out the curtain. His eyes glanced at Ning Zhe, and if he took a closer look, he could find that the hand he stretched out of the curtain was holding A piece of net.

"Jianzhu, stop making trouble, and return the net to me." Ning Zhe looked down at Lin Jianzhu, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"No." Lin Jianzhu's voice was crisp and his tone was normal, but there was a little narrowness in his eyes.

"I summoned them to see who could be the next Lord of the Demon Realm. There was no other purpose." Ning Zhe brushed Lin Jianzhu's messy hair from his forehead with his hands, and explained patiently.

After listening to Ning Zhe's explanation, Lin Jianzhu blinked, and replied a sentence that had nothing to do with Ning Zhe's explanation: "I don't want to see people."

Ning Zhe smiled helplessly, and comforted him: "I don't see anyone, so you give me the net, or my subordinates have unlocked the illusion, and it will be bad if I don't know about it."

Lin Jianzhu withdrew his hand that was out of the curtain, and handed the net ring in his hand to Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe wanted to end Wang Jue, but found that Lin Jianzhu's hand was tightly clenched, and he didn't intend to let go at all. The wrist stretched out in front of him moved, and the iron chain made a crisp sound again.

"Jianzhu, you..." Ning Zhe's hand touched Lin Jianzhu's wrist, and his eyes were attracted by the delicate skin like suet jade.

Lin Jianzhu still didn't speak, his hand avoided Ning Zhe's and shook it again.

Ning Zhe laughed until Lin Jianzhu meant to untie the reel, and the key appeared in his hand. He picked up the key and inserted it into the lock.

"You promised me earlier, why do you want to go back on it?" Ning Zhe joked.

"Of course it's okay to be tied with you. The problem is that your subordinate is coming soon. Do you want him to see it?" Lin Jianzhu slightly curled the corners of his mouth, like a spring breeze blowing across a scene of flowers.

Ning Zhe was quite surprised: "So fast, who is it?"

"Yan Ziyao." Lin Jianzhu said after inspecting Wang Jue who controlled the illusion.

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When Yan Ziyao walked out of the illusion and stepped into Ning Zhe's palace, the first place he went was the main hall where Ning Zhe was used to handling business. Jiaozhu, on the desk are unfinished official documents and cinnabar pens that are not yet dry, but Ning Zhe is nowhere to be seen.

After thinking for a while, he went to the most likely place where Ning Zhe was besides the main hall—the sleeping hall.

Sure enough, before they reached the sleeping hall, they heard the sound of tinkling, which was obviously the sound of the iron chain being pulled.