Accidentally Attacked a Great Demon King

Opening his eyes, a sudden burst of bright light came, Han Zhiyuan immediately closed his eyes to block his hands, and it took a long time for his eyes to slowly adapt to the light.Han Zhiyuan saw himself lying crookedly on his back on the sofa in the living room. The strong light came from outside the window. Visually, it was the morning sun. It was warm and cold, but it was very bright.

Speaking of which, when I first rented this house, because of the sunshine in the morning, I had to pay 100 yuan more per month. Han Zhiyuan likes to sit here and bask in the morning sun when he is not working. I only think that the morning sun is special. Comfortable, can bask in the tiredness of the whole body, to the bottom of my heart.

It took a year, but it seemed like centuries, Han Zhiyuan looked at his room a little strangely, for a moment he just felt dazed.

Sitting up straight at once, only two bones creaked, as if he hadn't moved for ten days and half a month. The next second, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but froze... It's a miracle that he didn't starve to death.

With a dark face, Han Zhiyuan's mind flashed a few random thoughts, such as how long has he not eaten?How long has it been since you took a shower?How long has it been since you went to the toilet?He's still alive, isn't this body fake?such as.

It has been so long this time, according to the practice of the previous two worlds, at least twelve or three days have passed. After such a long time, his body seems to be rusted. To be honest, Han Zhiyuan began to doubt his current body Is it a dead body?

But miraculously, his body was very clean, um, he didn't feel hungry, but, his body lay here like a corpse for more than ten days, how did the devil manage to keep himself from being hungry, dirty, or going to the toilet?Han Zhiyuan was puzzled.

After a year of deliberation and calculation, he finally came back, but at this time Han Zhiyuan was not as excited as before, nor as happy as he expected. The emperor's face of despair and helplessness, as long as he thinks about it, his heart can't stop shaking, and he feels uncomfortable, as if something is blocked in his chest, he is irritable and dull.

Han Zhiyuan slumped down on the sofa, then lay back down again, and unconsciously raised his hand to rub his temples, feeling indescribably tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

The experience of this period of time was constantly replaying in his mind, as if in a dream, whether it was Feng Yu, Tang Yifeng, or the little emperor, every picture was clearly imprinted in his mind, lingering.

But in fact, Han Zhiyuan found that he cherished and missed these pictures subconsciously, not the resentment and resentment at the beginning, and he didn't even know how much he lost his revenge against the devil.

So, is he... is he still tempted by beauty after all?Han Zhiyuan thought with a black line on his face.

This kind of heart-to-heart calculation is really exhausting and tiring, that's how Han Zhiyuan feels now.Is it possible that you really think that you just calculated their hearts?Sometimes, if you don't care, how can you get others' hearts?So, in the end, Han Zhiyuan's scheming was not limited to their hearts.

But what should I do if I also fell into it?Han Zhiyuan stared at the ceiling speechlessly. It was the Great Demon King of another world who had lived for tens of thousands of years, an unknown creature, um, a Great Demon King in a time of distress.

In other words, it is absolutely impossible, so since there is no result, wouldn't we be asking for guilt if we sink like this, suffering self-destruction and self-torture, in short, stabbing our own heart with a knife?

Therefore, this is the source of Han Zhiyuan's tiredness. What's more, he seems to be unable to get rid of this situation of "poking his heart with a knife over and over again", so he is so tired and feels lifeless. Lovely.

Han Zhiyuan, who was paralyzed on the sofa, was paralyzed like that. After about one or two ten minutes of emptying his head, he suddenly thought of something, then sat up straight, grabbed the phone on the table and looked, it was turned off.

Then when he turned on the phone after tossing and charging for a long time, he was stunned by countless missed calls, and then he found the WeChat account of his immediate boss. up.

Han Zhiyuan sat back very calmly, expressing his understanding that he would fire such an employee under his command.However, something always feels wrong.

Wait, why don't you see the devil thing?Han Zhiyuan was agitated again. He was tired from concentrating on his mind just now, but he didn't notice this problem. Could it be that he didn't succeed?

Impossible, impossible to come back?Wouldn't it be gone.However, there is no movement for such a long time, which is unscientific.

Han Zhiyuan thought for a while, and finally tried to speak, "That...is His Majesty the Demon King here? Come out and tell." That...he really stayed in ancient times for a long time.

However, there was no response, and Han Zhiyuan was a little confused. Could it be that he really looked at him facelessly?

"Your Majesty the Demon King?" Han Zhiyuan called again tentatively.

However, there should have been no response, but just when Han Zhiyuan couldn't hold back the fluke in his heart, thinking "I'm not going to be free".

Suddenly, a strong sense of oppression flooded the entire room like a flood, and then the originally bright room became gloomy in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was as dark and gloomy as night fell.

Then there were a few loud bangs, and sparks shot out in the darkness, as if his own microwave oven had exploded. The next second, Han Zhiyuan felt that he was about to burst to death under the pressure of a powerful invisible force. His neck seemed to be pinched by something invisible, and he couldn't breathe.

Then, under Han Zhiyuan's unbelievable eyes, he suddenly felt that the invisible air in front of him was distorted as if it had a solid body, and then he found that the entire space in front of him began to distort.

"What the hell is riding a horse!"

Han Zhiyuan's first thought was that the demon king who killed thousands of swords became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to throw him directly to the next world, but in the next second, Han Zhiyuan was suddenly stunned.

I saw nothingness around me, like a blurred scene, vast and boundless, I can’t see the end but I can’t see clearly in front of me, but every picture I see is so gloomy that I can’t consciously tremble, even just staring at this place After looking at the void for two seconds, he immediately felt a sense of fear, as if he was going to be swallowed, or as if he was going to be obliterated, so that there was not even ashes left.

He seemed to have come to a strange space.

Han Zhiyuan trembled all over, his mind turned, but just as he was trying to calm down the panic caused by this sudden change, a huge illusory black shadow suddenly broke into Han Zhiyuan's sight in front of him.

I saw that black shadow was illusory and real, as if it was so high that you couldn't help but want to prostrate and worship, but it seemed that it was just far away on the high platform.

But Han Zhiyuan can be sure that there is a person on the high platform. It can be vaguely seen that it is a person dressed in dark black lazily leaning on a big, domineering and cool chair. It looked like a monster, and couldn't see the face clearly, but Han Zhiyuan had an intuition that it was definitely an extremely beautiful face, because he could feel those eyes.

A pair of eyes that are not like ordinary people, eyes that seem to take away the soul at a glance, are looking at Han Zhiyuan lazily and intently at this moment.

Han Zhiyuan couldn't see clearly, as if everything was illusory, like a dream, but it was amazing, he could feel it.

"Ants."

An ant... Han Zhiyuan's hooked soul returned to his body in an instant. Could this be the devil himself?What's the situation, where is this place?Also, if you dare to see people with their true colors, what kind of a hero are you vaguely...

"Your Majesty the Demon King," feeling the condescending scrutiny of the thing above, Han Zhiyuan couldn't be as casual as he was outside.At that time, the Demon King was hiding deep in his soul, without substance, but he couldn't see or feel it at all, but now... this feeling, for some reason, Han Zhiyuan wasn't too scared, but thought of himself sadly. Sad reminder, such a big devil, you can still try to overwhelm him OOXX?Stop dreaming, let alone talk about love with him.

However, "My name is Han Zhiyuan, not an ant." Han Zhiyuan frowned, and he couldn't remember it for so long unless the devil was forgetful, so he must have done it on purpose.

"Huh~" A sneer spread to every cell of Han Zhiyuan, like a mockery, but also seemed to be mixed with something else, Han Zhiyuan was a little confused.

"Han Zhiyuan," the devil said coldly.

However, Han Zhiyuan always felt that the demon king was gnashing his teeth. The next second, a blurry face appeared in front of him, which was clearly only 100 meters away... Han Zhiyuan swallowed unconsciously, feeling that this face even Vague, but also exceptionally good-looking, indescribably good-looking, but full of infinite deterrence, like a monster full of temptation but extremely dangerous.

Then, I heard a dangerous voice in my ear, full of magnetism, it was the kind of voice that could be hardened immediately after hearing it, it was so indescribable, but Han Zhiyuan held back the danger mixed with it. gas.

"Have a good time this time? Huh?"

The last sound made Han Zhiyuan tremble for no reason, and he shook his head almost immediately, "No, absolutely not." Han Zhiyuan swallowed. He said that he was looking for death. He seemed to be tempted by the demon king himself, no, indeed It is true that Han Zhiyuan, who was bent by the demon king's remnant soul, could not resist such a demon king at all.

"I believe His Majesty is a sensible person, I just want to break the seal in the shortest possible time."

"Hmph, you really had a great time." The devil's voice suddenly became gloomy.

Han Zhiyuan only felt that the demon king's reaction was a bit inexplicable, but he hurriedly denied it, "I'm not playing, Your Majesty has to be reasonable, I'm serious."

"Hmph, people's hearts are really disgusting."

Han Zhiyuan was taken aback, isn't the Demon King calling me a scumbag?I am wronged, "I didn't play, I am sincere to you...to the little emperor, and to them all." I want to say that I am sincere to you.

"Really?" The voice was still cold, but inexplicably, it seemed a little less oppressive?

Han Zhiyuan was startled, and suddenly found that the thing had returned to the high platform a hundred meters away at some point, lying down lazily on the high platform.

The corner of Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, hell, just click here and there.

However, Han Zhiyuan suddenly realized a problem, "Your Majesty the Demon King, are you... recovering?"

"Hmph!" There was another cold snort, "What use is this king asking you if it's so easy?"

Han Zhiyuan: ... Is this self-inflicted humiliation?

"Then...how long will it take to recover?" Han Zhiyuan tentatively asked, "How many remnants are needed?"

Han Zhiyuan just didn't want to poke his heart over and over again, but what happened when he just finished speaking and felt a sense of oppression?

"Are you unwilling to continue?" The voice was cold and full of hostility, as if Han Zhiyuan would be wiped out in a second if he dared to nod his head. "Is this king's remnant soul so unbearable to you?"

"No," Han Zhiyuan shook his head resolutely, "I like it very much."

Han Zhiyuan: ...

"Hmph, then stop playing with your thoughts."

It was a lazy voice again, but Han Zhiyuan was a little confused, what does the devil mean by this?Could it be that he was angry because of the little emperor?But he should understand that facing the little emperor with such status and personality in such a world, he has nothing to do but to calculate.

Could it be that, as expected, he still faces that side of himself without shame?

This devil king is also hypocritical, Han Zhiyuan thought, but such a devil king is very cute...

"cute?"

Han Zhiyuan only heard a few squeaks, as if the surrounding air had exploded, and then he saw a condescending black shadow in the distance suddenly coming to oppress him. Was he... Did he just say that?

!!!

"Wait……"

This time, Han Zhiyuan only had time to say a word before he was swallowed by the dark vortex. The pain was so painful that he twitched. Then when he opened his eyes again, Han Zhiyuan felt that the devil had avenged himself, and became angry from embarrassment. .

Well, you are very cute, very cute, cute as hell, you are synonymous with cuteness... I have never seen someone so narrow-minded.

"Brother Yuan, be careful!" At this moment, someone shouted.

Hearing a "呲", it seemed that something had penetrated his body. When Han Zhiyuan turned his head, he saw blood protruding from his shoulder, and then a piercing pain instantly filled his whole body, causing him to stagger. I almost fell down.

Han Zhiyuan covered the place where his blood was bleeding, and only then did he realize where the hell his mother had come.

I saw desolation everywhere, collapsed houses, dilapidated ruins, dark sky, disgusting stench, fleeing beggars... and things that were biting people like horses and zombies.

Han Zhiyuan just felt that he was in a trough, this horse riding would not be the end of the world, would it?The Demon King is too narrow-minded, isn't he?As for taking revenge on yourself?

Then when Han Zhiyuan raised his head, he saw a disgusting human-like ghost rushing towards him with its fangs and claws.

Without even thinking about it, Han Zhiyuan just swung his leg and swept it away, and he immediately kicked that disgusting thing several tens of meters away. Damn it, the Demon King has a bit of a conscience, and he won't let himself die every minute.

"Brother Yuan, are you okay?"

At this moment, a few people in clean clothes who didn't fit in with the surroundings quickly approached Han Zhiyuan, and while they were robbing, they looked at Han Zhiyuan with concern.

"Brother Yuan, wait a moment, I will heal you right away."

Then Han Zhiyuan realized belatedly that he also had a gun in his hand, and then he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy put his hand on the spot where he was shot just now, a green light flashed, and soon he I was shocked to find that the pain was gone and the wound was slowly healing.

Miraculous, Han Zhiyuan licked the corner of his mouth, indicating that this place is very interesting.