Accidentally Attacked a Great Demon King

It seems that centuries have passed, and it seems that it was only between closing and opening. When Han Zhiyuan opened his eyes again, he saw a long-lost living room. Looking around, Han Zhiyuan only felt that the whole room was full of people. Uncomfortable silence, mixed with an indescribable cold taste, like a lifeless place.

Han Zhiyuan sat up straight with his body propped up, his stiff and heavy limbs made him frown slightly, after trying to move a few times, Han Zhiyuan suddenly realized that not to mention his kennel has become strange, even his own The body has become strange.In fact, after experiencing so many worlds, my whole person has changed.

Thinking about it this way, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little silent. He can't travel endlessly like this forever, that is to say, the devil king can't never recover, and once the devil king recovers his strength, he can't stay here. Then by that time , who has been completely changed by him, how should he deal with himself?

Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan's heart sank inexplicably.However, at this moment, the silent room was suddenly filled with a strong and cold aura, which was depressing and revealing an indescribable majesty, making people breathless and at the same time inexplicably prostrating impulse.

Sure enough, as soon as Han Zhiyuan raised his head, he saw a person suddenly appearing in midair in the middle of the living room in front of him.The dark yet gorgeous and noble brocade robe, the unassuming yet infinitely solemn recliner, especially the exquisitely carved face, Han Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he saw his fair and delicate face. With less than a single flaw, the pair of slightly lowered phoenix eyes exude an indescribable majesty, especially the slightly raised corners of the lips, which are insignificant but impossible to ignore. They are three points evil and six points majestic. Press, and a little lazy.

And that hip-length silver hair spread casually and lazily from top to bottom, like a silver waterfall pouring down. It is a deadly temptation, but it does not make people feel any blasphemy, because of his majesty like a demon god.

The Demon King was reclining lazily on the high-end chair hanging in the center of the living room, his legs were crossed, and there seemed to be a bit of playfulness in his strangeness, and a little joy in his laziness. Han Zhiyuan Immediately, he stared blankly at such a demon king, completely unable to move his eyes away.

It's completely different from what I saw in the chaotic void last time, not only his aura is powerful, but Han Zhiyuan's feeling has changed. To be exact, Han Zhiyuan can feel the demon king at this time. , he is very happy, in short, the devil is in a good mood.

However, Han Zhiyuan rubbed his sore neck in a speechless manner. He sat on the sofa and raised his head, while the noble Demon King hung lazily in the air and condescended to him. No matter how tall Han Zhiyuan was, Such a position is also very uncomfortable.

"I said, can you come down a little bit." Han Zhiyuan said with twitching corners of his mouth.In fact, Han Zhiyuan may not have noticed that his tone towards the Demon King has been changing, from the fear and indignation towards the unknown strongman at the beginning, to now it has become somewhat casual and joyful, with a little cautious temptation, Its purpose is nothing more than to shorten the distance between the two, especially the sense of disparity.

As for the Demon King, he may not have noticed that his tolerance for Han Zhiyuan's tone was quietly changing. You know, at the beginning he despised this ant from the bottom of his heart, but later...

"Is it comfortable to sit so high?" Even if you are used to being high, there is no need to put the chair in midair, right?How tiring it is to chat like this.

But he didn't want to, the Demon King just raised his eyebrows, and then he answered the wrong question, "You don't seem happy to see me?"As always, the cold voice is full of magnetism, which makes people inadvertently intoxicated, but there is majesty and irresistibility in the melodious voice, which is an inherent force of a powerful person.

Han Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry immediately, "Your Majesty the Demon King is worrying too much again." Han Zhiyuan said "I can't do anything with you" and seemed to be immersed in his attitude towards Ximen, "I'm obviously very happy."

"Hmph!" The Demon King snorted softly, and cast a slanted glance at Han Zhiyuan with his phoenix eyes, noncommittal, but he did not look down at Han Zhiyuan any more.

Han Zhiyuan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the person hanging in the middle disappeared in the next second. After another flash, he saw a person standing beside the sofa, with a robe that was incompatible with this era dragging down on the ground, and his hip-length The long silver hair is weird and dazzling, which makes him look out of place with anything here.

Han Zhiyuan stared dumbfounded at such a demon king, feeling so clearly and quietly at a distance, inexplicably feeling unreal, and then, Han Zhiyuan saw the demon king's eyebrows slightly frowned, looking at it with disgust for a long time without cleaning it. It looked like the floor was too dirty to put your feet on, and then turned to look at Han Zhiyuan's single sofa with great reluctance and dislike, completely undisguised dislike.

Immediately, the corner of Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, as for?

In the end, Han Zhiyuan saw him raise his hand, and in the next second, he saw that the sofa he had been sitting on for several years had disappeared, including the floor under the sofa, replaced by the luxurious and comfortable big soft chair and a thick layer of sofa. It was a thick animal hair carpet, and then, Han Zhiyuan saw the demon king smile with satisfaction, and sat down slowly, facing himself.

Han Zhiyuan: ...

"Is it necessary to be disgusted like this?" Han Zhiyuan touched his nose speechlessly.

But he didn't want to, the devil was completely serious, "That's because you don't pay attention."

Han Zhiyuan: ... As for it?Although Han Zhiyuan is a nerd, he is still a good young man who loves hygiene. Besides, with the standard of a devil king, there is probably nothing that catches his eye.

Han Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, his body was stiff and unfamiliar as if rusted, so he simply got up and went to the refrigerator to get some drinks.Although he seems to have been gone for a few years, it is not that long for this world, so there is still something to drink in the refrigerator.However, when the Demon King still looked disgusted after asking several questions, Han Zhiyuan had no choice but to say, "You are really difficult to serve."

"juice?"

"Don't drink it." She didn't shy away from it.

"Cola?"

"No." She frowned slightly, with an unbearable disgust.

"Mineral water?" Han Zhiyuan already had a headache.

"Is that kind of thing worth drinking?" The Demon King looked puzzled.

"You don't want to drink from a bar?" Han Zhiyuan hesitated. Besides, he is an otaku, so it would be nice to have some beer or something. How can there be wine?Moreover, the one in front of me who has lived for tens of thousands of years is probably drinking jade liquid and fine wine, so it is even more impossible for us to get into his mouth.

Sure enough, the Demon King raised his eyebrows, his dislike couldn't be more obvious, "Is that kind of thing worthy of wine?"

Han Zhiyuan: ... "You are really difficult to serve."

"Huh?" The Demon King frowned, obviously expressing his dissatisfaction with this, "It's difficult to serve? Shouldn't you feel honored?" Dare to complain?

Han Zhiyuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, the devil was still so cute, so Han Zhiyuan took a can and went back to the sofa to drink it by himself. After all, not only did he not have good wine, but he also didn't expect good tea.

"I'm honored, honored, I'm so lucky." Han Zhiyuan said while drinking.

The perfunctory mouth was full of words, but it made people feel unspeakably pampered. The Demon King immediately had a strange expression, inexplicably awkward, and inexplicably annoyed. In short, it was extremely complicated.

"Hmph, it's good to know." Then, the devil popped out such a sentence for some reason.

However, Han Zhiyuan paused suddenly. Before leaving that world, after admitting his mistake, Siemens Mu also said the same words and the same tone, and even his expression was [-]% integrated with the demon king in front of him.Immediately, Han Zhiyuan was puzzled, and the next second, Han Zhiyuan blurted out, "Student Ximen?"

Han Zhiyuan regretted it when he exited. He knew that Ximen, like everyone else before him, was just a small part of the Great Demon King. Although their memories would return to the main soul of the Great Demon King along with the remnant souls, the Demon King was so powerful. After all, they are just a ray of remnant souls. Even if they can have a certain impact on the Demon King, the impact must be extremely small.

However, what Han Zhiyuan didn't expect was that the demon king reflexively said "Huh?"

Immediately, both of them were stunned for a moment. In fact, the demon king himself was also very surprised by the impact of the remnant soul on him. It may be because he was too lonely in the past ten thousand years, or it was because of the ten thousand years of his life. The path of cultivation was too monotonous, so the memories between the few remnants of souls and Han Zhiyuan seemed to be dyed with rich colors in his unchanging gray memory, bright and indelible, and even subconsciously replaced his past. The boring memory of tens of thousands of years, in his tens of thousands of years of memory, is so vivid that he cannot ignore it.

So in fact, these few memories have an irreplaceable and unusually distinct position in the demon king's tens of thousands of years of memory, so he couldn't help it. When he was unaware, the memories of these remnant souls were unexpected. It occupied more than half of his thoughts, so, subtly, the demon king had already been affected, otherwise he wouldn't have repeatedly made exceptions to the person in front of him.

"Cough~ By the way, I suddenly remembered, what's going on?" Han Zhiyuan saw that the devil's face changed slightly, and he seemed to have a tendency to become angry from embarrassment, so he quickly changed the subject, but he really wanted to ask the devil about it.

The Demon King was annoyed because of the promise of the conditional launch just now, when Han Zhiyuan asked this question, he followed the reputation, and saw that what Han Zhiyuan put on the table was the storage ring given to him by Jiutian Dalu Fengyu. The ring that shouldn't have appeared in Han Zhiyuan's hand.

The Demon King pursed his lips imperceptibly, then raised his eyebrows at Han Zhiyuan calmly, "Not good?"

"Yes, yes," Han Zhiyuan pursed his lips, not only in the world of Siemens Mu, but even now, he still has Yuanli in his body. For him, it is a great thing, but, "why is that?"

In fact, Han Zhiyuan still had some expectations in his private heart. For example, after experiencing so many episodes of unforgettable love, the devil finally changed himself, so he silently opened a cheat for himself.This was a question that Han Zhiyuan had been thinking about before he came back, but he was not sure, and the powerful and mysterious background of the Demon King made him a little flinched. Confidence like that in Remnant Soul.

The devil once again pursed his lips unobtrusively, especially when faced with the undisguised expectation in the man's eyes, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart, but the corner of the devil's lips curled up, and then said leisurely, "Probably because that old bastard messed up the space-time tunnel last time."

Last time, regardless of the loss of [-]% of the magical power that he finally recovered, he took the risk of being discovered and snatched this person back from the hands of the old man. Taoism quietly spread into his mind, and the Demon King said, how could he let this person know about such a way that he didn't understand?

Sure enough, a look of disappointment flashed in Han Zhiyuan's eyes, "So, this is a blessing in disguise for me?"

"Yeah." The Demon King hummed lightly without changing his face, but at an angle that Han Zhiyuan couldn't see, the Demon King was annoyed again.As noble as him, as supreme as him, to tell lies over and over again for this little ant, it is really... Puzzling.