Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

The north wind turned a few degrees, all the way down from the red mountain range, rolled up the red sand all over the sky, and covered it like a thick fog.

On the towering city wall made of dark red bricks, a man was crouched and prostrate on the ground, his skin was chapped, and his fingertips were covered with dried black blood.

He was forced to lower his head, kneeling on the ground in a humble manner, his forehead was rubbed against the gravel ground, and mottled blood was already oozing out.

The man's voice was intermittent, and his mouth was full of blood: "Cough, cough...Honorable Lord, I..."

As soon as the words fell, the gold-patterned black boots stepped on the top of the head mercilessly.His forehead was knocked down heavily, making a muffled "boom".

The toes became more and more forceful, and they turned downward fiercely.

Mozun glanced at the kneeling servant who was stepping on his head and dared not make a sound, sneered, and slammed his voice on the top of his head: "It's an eyesore."

The black boots were removed, and the man had a moment to catch his breath. He covered his face and the bridge of his nose, and gritted his teeth to keep himself from making a sound due to the pain.

"My lord," said a person next to him tremblingly, bowing, "How should I deal with it?"

"A mere ant can't even move a vase and drop it," Mozun waved his hand carelessly, and said, "Is there any other use?"

With a light voice, he casually decided the fate of others:

"Throw it away."

The people next to him hurriedly obeyed and tried to fight him in a hurry, but the man kneeling on the ground slapped his hands away.

"Out of control."

Mozun's fingertips condensed several black air in an instant, and when he was about to make a move, he was interrupted by someone unexpectedly——

"Hey, what are you doing?! Stop everything!"

A handsome young man came from afar in a fit of anger, and immediately rushed to Mozun's side.

The young master has long hair and high beams, and his eyebrows are pierced. Just standing there, he looks like stars falling in the sky, shining brightly in the dark.

Whether in the demon world or the human world, she is a rare beauty.

Then this delicate and frail beauty flicked her hem, moved quickly and nimbly, and stepped hard on the black boots of the Demon Lord.

"Hiss—" Mozun sternly said in pain, "Jiang Jiuli!!"

"What are you doing!!"

Jiang Yike pushed back without any fear, his voice soared, two notches higher than the Mozun's, "I heard you all yelling from afar, come and have a look, it's really not a good thing!!"

You are fierce, I am more fierce than you,

Your voice is louder, and my voice is louder.

All in all, who is afraid of whom!

Jiang Yike "hummed" and stared at him fiercely.

The current Demon Lord of the Northern Territory, Jiang Chan was yelled at like this, his voice was a little weaker, and he rubbed his eyebrows like a headache: "Yike, I have to deal with something for my father..."

"You handle things like this?" Jiang Yike frowned, dissatisfied, "Didn't you just smash something, step on someone's head and throw it down the city wall?"

Jiang Chan said, "But..."

"Father, have you forgotten what mother said?" Jiang Yike's voice was clear, with a little childishness:

"From a long-term point of view, our demon race has a small population and a scattered population. It is not as good as the descendants of the human world running all over the place. You still kill all day long until there is no one left in our demon world. How can we fight against the human world?" -"

"I'm sorry. I was wrong," Jiang Chan surrendered, put his hands on Jiang Yike's shoulders, and said helplessly, "It's all because of my father."

After Jiang Yike appeared, the trembling servants around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Mozun is just such a son, who has been held in his hands and doted on since he was a child, for fear of bumping into him, he can't wait to hide in his heart to protect him.

Fortunately, Jiang Yike has a good temper and is approachable, unlike ordinary dude who likes to run amok.Apart from his fondness for food and poor control when practicing martial arts, he has no shortcomings.

Jiang Yike rolled his eyes, his black pupils were like glass beads, and seemed to be able to reflect a little shattered light.

He saw that the man was still kneeling on the ground just now, so he walked over slowly.

The man's ears were covered with blood, and he couldn't hear clearly in a trance.He only saw the toe of a silver-patterned black boot come into view, and then the standing man squatted down and stretched out his hand.

The five fingers are long and slender, and the skeleton is rather thin. Bai Shengsheng broke into the line of sight. At first glance, it is the hand of a pampered and raised person who has never done hard work.

"Head up."

The voice was soft and soft, like the voice of a young man, with a bit of youthful tone, it fell on the ear side densely.

Seeing that the man shrank, Jiang Yike was hesitating whether he had said something wrong, but the man moved slightly.

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Yike quietly, without speaking.

The long hair was cut in a mess, and it hung messily on the shoulders, revealing half of the thin neck.Just below his jaw, below his collarbone, there were seven strange scars.

The scar seemed to have scabbed over for a long time, but it was still bloodshot.Among them, six scars were drawn vertically, and each path was separated by the same distance, neatly surrounding the neck.

But the seventh scar was deep and long, cutting down horizontally along the neck, cutting the other six scars into two sections.Except for the strange scars, Jiang Yike couldn't see what the man looked like because the man's face was covered with blood, so he looked him up curiously, and thought that the man's eyes were quite pretty.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yike regretted it as soon as he said this. The other party was made into such a mess by his father, which is not the word "good".

Unexpectedly, the man nodded slightly.

He put his bloody hand on top of Jiang Yike's and stood up with his strength.

It's really annoying, actually half a head taller than me.

Jiang Yike groaned and was a little unhappy, but he still told him: "It's all right now, you can leave safely... Although the father's temper is not very good, he is still reasonable. You should be angry if you are angry. Think about us demons, don't you?"

The man didn't respond, but just nodded sullenly, and Jiang Yike pretended that he had listened, and reached out to rub his hair in satisfaction.

"Short, young master..."

A familiar voice came from behind, Jiang Yike turned his head slightly, and saw a little girl in gray clothes stumbling over, panting, "We have found you, Your Majesty made brown sugar water, and asked you to come over."

"Wow, really?" Jiang Yike's eyes lit up, he turned around and ran towards the maid, he didn't forget to turn his head and stare at Jiang Chan, and said seriously: "It's agreed, we can't just reduce the population of our Demon Race!"

Jiang Chan: "...well, well."

Jiang Yike tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his whole body had already opened his mouth, his clothes fluttered in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the maid disappeared together.

Jiang Chan stood where he was, looked at his son who had gone away, and said with emotion: "As expected of my son, he has broken through the third level."

The people around him bowed respectfully, and said, "Young Master is exceptionally gifted and proud of his talent. He is worthy of being your only son."

Seeing Jiang Chan's happy expression, one of them cautiously said, "My lord, how should we deal with the person the young master mentioned...?"

Jiang Chan turned around, and saw that the man was still stubbornly standing where he was, with an indomitable look, unwilling to admit his mistake.He smiled from the corner of his lips, and rubbed his fingertips lightly a few times.

"thump--"

The standing body was chopped into several sections in an instant, and all parts of the body fell weakly, hitting the ground with a bang.Inky black blood spread out, and black smoke was still hissing from the fracture.

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The wind blows the red sand, and the black rain gradually extinguishes. In the blink of an eye, it will be seven years later.

Jiang Yike nestled comfortably on the bed, when someone knocked on the door of the palace not far away, he pretended not to understand, and turned over covering his ears. "Young Master, Young Master, I beg you—"

The maid shouted her throat sorely, and she wanted to cry without tears: "Please open the door, the lord wants to see you, otherwise it will be too late!"

Jiang Yike was extremely unwilling, and he lay down for a while, until he was finally disturbed by the knock on the door.

He rubbed his eyes and snapped his fingers lazily. There was a soft "pa", and the thick black stone door opened in response.

After being teased by the maids for a long time, Jiang Yike yawned and followed behind the maids like a zombie, his voice still not waking up: "... this early in the morning... where are we going..."

The maid was holding a washbasin, and another person took out a hot towel to wring out the water, and carefully handed it to Jiang Yike to clean his face.

"Your servant doesn't know either," the maid replied, "I only know that the Lord has a very important matter with you, and you must go there quickly."

Jiang Yike nodded dejectedly, with a sleepy expression: "Oh..."

He floated into the main hall of Chiyang City like a ghost, and saw that Jiang Chan was already waiting inside.

He was dressed in a dark black robe, and he was extremely imposing. He was sitting on a high seat with his legs spread apart, and four people were half kneeling in front of him.

"What is this for?" Jiang Yike looked at the four people strangely, and asked Jiang Chan, "What did you ask me to do?"

Jiang Chan raised his head and said slowly, "Yike, I heard from my mother that you lost your money bag for the eighth time, so you can only buy brown sugar on credit in the outskirts of the city?"

Jiang Yike: "..."

You agreed to keep it a secret for me, why is mother like this? !

Jiang Yike curled his lips, and said guiltily: "I'll pay for it later, and the purse is so small, I don't always remember where to put it."

"So, I thought about it." Jiang Chan raised his finger and pointed to the four people who were kneeling silently below, "Go to the Unsold Pavilion, and I recruited four hidden guards for you."

"—Dark guard?"

Jiang Yike was unhappy, and frowned, "There are not many people in the devil world who can beat me, so why do you need a dark guard?"

"...I told you that I came here to help you collect the money bag." Jiang Chan shrugged and raised his legs, "Your skills are much higher than the maids, and they can't keep up with you."

Jiang Yike thought for a moment, then reluctantly nodded.

"Come here." Jiang Chan motioned, and Jiang Yike walked up the steps and stood in front of him.

Jiang Chan turned sideways, picked up Jiang Yike's right hand, and lightly scratched the tender pulp.

"Woo!" The tingling sensation rushed up, and Jiang Yike breathed in softly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chan carefully wiped away a few drops of blood, then walked in front of the four hidden guards.He took his time and walked over one by one, as if he was casting some kind of curse.

After quite a while, Jiang Chan patted his hands lightly to wipe away the blood on his fingertips: "Okay, Yike, take them away."

"What did you do just now?" Jiang Yike didn't understand.

Jiang Chan said slowly: "I signed a life-and-death contract, if they die, it will not affect you in the slightest; but if you make a mistake, they will explode and die immediately."

The hidden guards did not resist in the slightest, obviously they already knew what was going to happen, and accepted the life-and-death contract tied to their lives.

Jiang Yike was dumbfounded, and after a long while he said, "It's not necessary, is it?"

Jiang Chan waved his hand, indicating that Jiang Yike was ready to go, and took the four hidden guards with him by the way.

Sitting on the black stone throne, he smiled lightly and said, "...as the master's dog, it is natural to be on a chain, isn't it?"

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Jiang Chan's expression just now was a bit frightening, and he frightened Jiang Yike, who hadn't been through much wind and waves.

He was worried, and he didn't argue with his father, but walked out of the palace door on his own.

After walking a long way, he arrived at the bedroom where he lived.As soon as Jiang Yike sat down, he realized that he was no longer alone.

...The four hidden guards were so obedient, they followed behind silently all the way, as if they were dumb.

What to do now?

Jiang Yike only knew that the four of them were nearby, but they just hid their figures and didn't come out.

He sighed and said, "Come out."

The figures of the four showed up in unison, lined up in a straight line in front of Jiang Yike, and then half knelt down in unison.

Jiang Yike: "..."

What are you doing? ?

Just come out, what are you doing kneeling down?

Jiang Yike didn't stop doing anything, simply rolled up the hem of his robe neatly, and paused in front of the four of them.

Alright, alright, you half-kneel, then I'll squat down!

His actions can be said to be unprecedented, never before or since, only servants kneel down to their masters, and no master has ever condescended to bow down.

The hidden guards trembled, fearing that what they did wrong would make Mo Shaojun unhappy, so they hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Jiang Yike.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous," Jiang Yike saw that the hidden guard on the far right was shaking violently, and quickly comforted him, "I don't mean any harm, everyone gets along well."

He took a look and said, "So, you all followed me from now on?"

The hidden guards nodded as they said, lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, with a humble and respectful look.

Jiang Yike supported his chin with his slender wrist, tilted his head and said, "Well, let's discuss it?"

He blinked, and his voice was clear: "Anyway, no one can beat me, why don't we secretly give the life and death deed without telling Father?"

It is said to be a life-and-death contract, but it is actually more like a master-servant contract. The status of the two parties is extremely unequal. In Jiang Yike's eyes, there is absolutely no need for it to exist.

"Then you will be free."

Jiang Yike smiled at them, a small dimple appeared on his right cheek, and his voice was as cute as a sweet candied fruit.

"It is all right to travel around the world, marry a wife and have children."

No one said anything at first, but after some sincere persuasion from him, the dark guard who was shaking the most and seemed to be the youngest in the grade let go.

Even if he was brought up as a "weapon" since he was a child, he has to sacrifice for his master at critical moments-no one will spare his life.

Jiang Yike happily helped him release the life-and-death contract, but unexpectedly, the little dark guard shook his head firmly after thanking him.

"You are so kind, Shaojun," said the child, who was not very old and could only express his feelings frankly, "I will not go anywhere except by your side."

Jiang Yike was speechless, and persuaded him a few more words, who would have thought that the child would not want to die, so he let him go.

Someone took the lead, and the other two hidden guards also stepped forward, asking Jiang Yike to release the life-and-death contract one by one, and then stood back respectfully, saying the same thing as the little dark guard.

Jiang Yike licked the repeatedly scratched wound on his fingertips, turned his head slightly, and looked not far away.

Four hidden guards, one left.

The last hidden guard stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, his spine straightened, and his head slightly lowered.He didn't say a word, and didn't have any intention of coming forward.

This hidden guard seemed to be the leader among the four, and his ability was also the most outstanding, but his temper was a bit colder and quieter.

He has been standing quietly in the distance, watching Jiang Yike release the life-death contract for the other three people, his expression has not changed from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Yike walked over to him and asked, "Well, everyone has untied it, why don't you—"

"Young Master." The dark guard spoke suddenly, cutting off Jiang Yike's question.

The voice was cold and alienated, as clear and pleasant as an ice spring hitting a stone.

Under Jiang Yike's gaze, he raised his head slightly, revealing six scars on his fair neck.Jiang Yike looked a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

The black mask covered most of his face, but left behind a pair of extremely stunning eyes.

The man said one word at a time, categorically:

"I don't want to."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Chu Nian: I have worked so hard for six or seven years, overthrowing hundreds of people in the unsold pavilion, and managed to grab this seat, but they want to drive me away as soon as I come up.

Chu Nian: Young Master, you can't do this.

Jiang Yike: ...

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The extra episode of the ancient chapter is officially opened.

There are a lot of foreshadowings buried in the main text (modern chapter), and now they are all strung together~~

[Brother Chu’s demon world name was originally “Chen” that Jiang Yike gave him later, but for the convenience of reading, all of them were replaced with “Chu Nian”. 】