After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"It's hard to check." Lin Jingyuan's eyes were dark.

"Is there anything else you can't check?" Chu Han asked in surprise.

He thought that Lin Jingyuan and his unit were omnipotent, after all, they dealt with metaphysics incidents on a daily basis.

Lin Jingyuan touched the back of his neck and said awkwardly: "There are too many, someone from above is in charge."

As soon as this remark came out, Di Ling figured out something unfinished. What Lin Jingyuan meant was that what they couldn't find out was related to the people above.

"Wait, if there is a problem, it will come out sooner or later," Di Ling said.

Chu Han frowned, "Then what should I do if it explodes after killing someone?"

If that was the case, Chu Han would probably die of guilt.

"Everyone has his own destiny, and you can't predict today, let alone I should be responsible for it." Di Ling leaned back.

"Ah?" Chu Han was puzzled. How could Di Ling be involved in the problem of his painting?

"What does it have to do with you, you don't have to comfort me like this."

Lin Jingyuan tilted his head and looked at Di Ling. He knew that Di Ling wouldn't be talking nonsense without a basis. Sure enough, Di Ling said in the next second, "Do you still remember when my blood dripped into your painting?"

Chu Han was stunned, "Remember, does it matter?"

"I see." Lin Jingyuan suddenly realized, and explained for Di Ling: "The blood of practitioners is different from that of ordinary people. When we slay demons and demons, we use fingertip blood to draw spells, formations, etc.."

"Di Daoyou's cultivation base is advanced, it is very likely that the painting will give birth to a special power."

"My negligence." At that time, Di Ling's blood dripped on the painting, and he only thought of staining Chu Han's painting, and didn't think much about what the drop of blood would bring.

He had never used his own blood in the Demon Realm, and he had no such consciousness after wearing it back. He even secretly believed that his body was not much different from ordinary people except that it was a little stronger.

How can a body that can carry its own destructive power just after wearing it back be ordinary.

"I'll try my best to ask my colleagues to check it out." Lin Jingyuan couldn't help but tense up when he heard that he had something to do with Di Ling. Di Ling's paintings all have extraordinary power, not to mention his blood.

"I asked my cousin to pay more attention." Chu Han said.

Di Ling propped his chin and muttered, "I'll talk to Professor Meng."

The three broke up at the intersection, and Di Ling called Professor Meng. Professor Meng treated him enthusiastically. He admired Di Ling's talent before, but now he regards him as a lifesaver.

After thinking about it, Di Ling called Xiong Duojin again. Xiong Duojin was as enthusiastic as ever, and he naturally agreed to Di Ling's orders, and finally he didn't forget to invite Di Ling to go home to pet panda cubs.

Di Ling lowered his gaze and landed on his itchy palm, "I'll talk about it when I have time."

Thinking of my little overlord, forget it.

At the end of the call, Xiong Duojin sighed: "Don't Wang like Datou and Gungun very much, why don't you come?"

The butler was drying the two young masters outside, and the two cubs climbed up the tree without paying attention, which made the old butler dizzy for a few times.

"Master, Mr. Uncle is here." The servant opened the door and came in.

"He is willing to go out?!" Xiong Duojin exclaimed.

After a while, the servant brought a man in full armor, wearing a black windbreaker, metal-framed sunglasses, and holding an umbrella on a sunny day, followed by two guards.

"Shu Boyan, why don't you take off your sunglasses when you enter the house, can you see it?" Xiong Duojin picked up the teacup, a little speechless.

"No need." Shu Boyan coldly refused.

Xiong Duojin gave the housekeeper a look, and the housekeeper immediately stepped forward and said to the two guards: "Thank you for your hard work, please sit here and have some tea and some snacks."

The guard sternly refused: "Thank you, no need, we have duties."

Shu Boyan turned his head and told the two of them: "Go, I'm safe here."

"But..." The guards looked at each other.

The butler spoke at the right time, pointing to the small yard outside the glass door, "It's right there, not far away."

The glass door is very big, and the distance is indeed not far, so you can see the inside of the house clearly, and if something unexpected happens, they can arrive in time.

"It's troublesome."

After the guards left, Xiong Duojin cut to the chase, "You dark guy is willing to go out in broad daylight, for the sake of the king?"

Shu Boyan's eyes under the sunglasses were heavy, "You really have news about the king, why didn't you tell me?"

"You don't hear anything outside the window, and you are obsessed with scientific research. What do I disturb you for?" Xiong Duojin said with a smile: "Whenever you care about the outside world, it is extremely easy to find that Bai Zhenzhen and I treat someone differently."

Shu Boyan choked on his chest, his lips murmured, he couldn't speak for a long while, and lowered his head in a desolate manner, "My fault."

"Can you take me to see Wang now?" Shu Boyan clenched his fists, "I'm worried about Wang."

He suddenly lifted a box from under his feet and put it on the table. The weight almost crushed Xiong Duojin's huanghuali furniture. Xiong Duojin's eyes widened in shock, "You...what are you doing?!"

"What if I smashed my huanghuali?!"

Shu Boyan didn't take it seriously, "You're not short of money, and your business has been sluggish recently? I'll just compensate you."

"Bah, bah, bah! Your business is not doing well, but mine is doing well!" Xiong Duojin spat all over the place.

Shu Boyan didn't care about his business at all. He opened the box and said solemnly, "Times are changing too fast. I have to hurry to deliver the latest weapons to Wang."

Xiong Duojin looked at Sen Han in the box, a weapon he had never seen before, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and raised his hand to close it for him, "If the king uses it privately, it will be considered a crime."

Shu Boyan pushed the sunglasses that had slipped, "It doesn't matter, whoever dares to touch the king, I will kill them."

At this time, Xiong Duojin rarely felt the same way as Di Ling did, "It is possible, but it is not necessary. We are good citizens who abide by the law."

"You still have guards with you!"

Xiong Duojin persuaded Shu Boyan to give up the dangerous idea.

"Master, where did you catch it? You can't eat it, it will hurt your stomach." The housekeeper looked anxious.

"What's wrong?" Xiong Duojin pushed open the door and asked.

The butler pointed to the big head and said, "Just now, the Eldest Young Master climbed the tree again and picked up a little snake."

The big head, not long after taking a bath, is now dusty, sitting on the ground, and a snake was thrown on the ground by him to play with.

The guard stood up abruptly, and Xiong Duojin quickly explained: "These two are my sons, and the Supervision Bureau has records, and they didn't steal the national treasure!"

The two guards have been in charge of protecting Shu Boyan for many years, so they naturally know a little about the Yao, but they never expected that the richest man is not only the Yao, but also the national treasure giant panda!

Shu Boyan suddenly stepped forward, picked up the snake that was stunned by Datou, and Datou raised his head, looked at Shu Boyan, and refused to give him the snake.

"Give it to me." Shu Boyan knelt down and said.

The big head looked at him, and suddenly wept, rolling on the ground.

Shu Boyan was caught off guard and completely froze.

"You are not young, what are you bullying my son for?" Xiong Duojin hugged his big head, knowing that he was acting a lot, and deliberately slapped Shu Boyan on the head, "Dad beat him, don't cry, don't cry."

Datou hugged his father's neck, buried his head on his shoulder, and sneaked around to see if it was true.

Xiong Duojin patted the big-headed meaty ass, "Stop crying, go and play with your brother, okay?"

Handing the big head to the butler, Xiong Duojin exhaled, "Why are you snatching his toys?"

Shu Boyan said blankly, "This is a poisonous snake."

Xiong Duojin's expression darkened when he heard this. They had cubs in their house, so they hired someone to take care of them. There were not even poisonous mosquitoes, let alone poisonous snakes.

A guard suddenly said: "This snake emperor should not exist, the climate is not suitable for its survival."

"Who would specifically let snakes in? Who have you offended recently?" Shu Boyan looked at Xiong Duojin.

Xiong Duojin asked back: "Whether the poisonous snake appears sooner or later, but it happened when you came to my house, are you sure it's not deliberately revenge on you?"

The faces of the two demons were both serious, and Xiong Duojin made a video call to Bai Zhenzhen.

"Someone is watching you." Bai Zhenzhen's expression suddenly became serious, "This kind of snake is good at hiding its whereabouts, and we usually use it to eavesdrop on news."

Xiong Duojin raised his brows, "If my business problems are okay, I'm afraid it will be related to..."

Before he finished speaking, Shu Boyan and Bai Zhenzhen understood what he meant, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

It would be bad if it was related to the king.

There is no news about Chu Han's painting yet, and Di Ling received an invitation letter from Professor Meng.

The birthday banquet of Lin Fusheng, the president of Imperial Hospital.

"There will be a lot of people going there, and it won't do you any harm if you get to know each other better." Professor Meng said earnestly.

Di Ling understood what he meant. Professor Meng was paving the way for him. Although he is a little famous now, he is still far away from being famous. Lin Fusheng's birthday banquet was not attended by ordinary people. It's a good thing.

"Thank you." Di Ling accepted the invitation.

"You're welcome, your paintings deserve the attention of the world." Professor Meng said earnestly.

Lang Li opened the invitation letter, "Are you going out again?"

"En." Di Ling replied casually.

Lang Li picked up the invitation letter and walked in front of him, "I want to go too."

"It's inconvenient." Di Ling didn't go to eat and drink, he brought Lang Li with him, Lang Li must be very boring.

He planned to take this opportunity to inquire about the whereabouts of Chu Han's painting. Since the birthday party was not an ordinary person, he should get some useful information.

With a sudden sinking on his back, Di Ling lay on the bed, raised his hand and gave Lang Li an elbow, "Get up."

Lang Li's tall body enveloped him, buried his head into Di Ling's shoulder and neck, and said aggrievedly, "You used to take me with you wherever you went."

"Don't you like me?"

The deep and pleasant voice was tinged with hoarseness, which made Di Ling feel distressed.

"Get up." Di Ling said.

Lang Li buried his head deeper, neither speaking nor moving.

"You're so old, you're still playing tricks." Di Ling laughed, "How can I hug you if you don't get up?"

Lang Li got up immediately after hearing the words, opened his arms, and his golden eyes were shining brightly.

Di Ling stood up and hugged him, Lang Li tightened his arms, rested his chin on his shoulder, and lightly sniffed Di Ling's scent.

The breath sprayed on the neck, burning hot and numb, flowing through the whole body, Di Ling flinched uncomfortably, "What are you doing?"

Lang Li raised his head and said innocently: "Didn't you like to treat me like this before?"

He raised a bright smile, "I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. It's really comfortable."

bang

An atomic bomb exploded in Di Ling's brain, and the tips of his ears were covered with blood. He thought that the child didn't remember anything when he was young, and he wouldn't remember being sucked by him when he grew up.

Now it seems that it is more than just remembering, the big light bulb has even learned to suck it back.