A full-level demon king can only farm

After making sure that there was no one else around, even the gate was closed, Mo Yu still looked at Yang Chao with no expression.

This expression made Yang Chao more and more anxious.But the university has been with Mo Yu for more than three years, and he has been paying attention to Mo Yu in private, so he has already figured out Mo Yu's weakness.

He tried his best to put on an aggrieved expression, drooping his eyebrows, and said in a weak tone: "Mo Yu, are you unhappy that I'm here?"

Mo Yu suddenly let out a long, long sigh: "So, you too... died?"

Yang Chao immediately put on a bright smiling face, squatted down next to Mo Yu: "No, I'm still alive, just lying in the nursing ward of the hospital. Will you go back with me? Let me come to Here is what the God of the son of Guangming said, he can resurrect you in someone else's body."

Not dead, in the hospital nursing ward?

Mo Yu frowned.

Is it really as bloody as he thought?

In fact, Mo Yu just couldn't see Yang Chao like this.

Who is Yang Chao?

Ranked among the top three in college appearance, 1.8 meters seven, a handsome boy on the basketball court, the object of many girls' confession.After all, privately liking watching movies is not a deduction point.

In addition, Yang Chao is still a standard rich third generation, with strong grandparents and loving parents.

Of course, Mo Yu only discovered this when he was about to graduate.

In fact, these are nothing. For Mo Yu, there is no difference between the ordinary Yang Chao and the rich three generations of Yang Chao, they are all brothers.

but……

Mo Yu wanted to use a well-known sentence pattern on the Internet to describe his mood when he was about to graduate.

——I only treat you as a brother, but you are so full of thoughts about how to fuck me?

It’s fine if you think about it, but before I know it, your whole family will find out that your mother rushed to the coffee shop where I worked, without a word of sarcasm. , not enterprising, shameless?

How to play this?

Memories that had been buried for a long time flooded his mind, and Mo Yu seemed to have returned to that Saturday.

His head was covered with coffee, and a 100-yuan note was stuck on his face. Under the strange eyes of everyone, he was accused by a lady wearing a famous brand and a pearl necklace.

People around are pointing, some are taking pictures and videos, and some are laughing.

The sudden incident made his mind buzzing, and in the end he didn't even know how to get back to the dormitory, so he just lay down for a day.

But on Monday, the culprit was still smiling, and he moved over as usual, within the reasonable range of brotherhood, as if nothing had happened.

It's really as if nothing happened.

There are no photos and videos of homosexuals being scolded on the Internet, and they have not been seen on small video software.

But Mo Yu knew that he could no longer get so close to Yang Chao.

First of all, he doesn't have any affection for Yang Chao other than a brother, and secondly, he really can't let Yang Chao go on like this.Therefore, he took the initiative to move out of the dormitory, and decided to stay away from Yang Chao after attending the graduation dinner in the dormitory.

Unexpectedly, that day, Yang Chao was actually drunk...

Thinking of another thing that he didn't want to think of, Mo Yu stopped recalling.

Yang Chao, who had changed his face, was full of flattering smiles.

Mo Yu still had a cold face: "I'm dead, and my body is completely dead, I don't want to go back."

"Then I..."

Knowing what Yang Chao wanted to say, Mo Yu interrupted him: "Why did you come here, so why not go back alone."

Yang Chao stopped talking.

He knew that Mo Yu didn't like his behavior.

On the day of the graduation dinner, because he couldn't bear Mo Yu deliberately avoiding him, he drank too much alcohol.

He sells miserably like a drunken maniac, so Mo Yu takes him to the hotel to sleep.

After waking up, his vague memory told him that he actually forcibly kissed Mo Yu...

He obviously hid it for a long time, and decided to stay by Mo Yu's side as a brother, waiting for Mo Yu to like him too.As a result, under the influence of alcohol, everything was completely destroyed.

After that day, Mo Yu completely disappeared, and he didn't even go to the company that he had promised at the beginning for an internship.

Yang Chao tried all means, and finally found out in a roundabout way that Mo Yu was earning money by live streaming games.

He also registered an account, took an ID that didn't fit his personality and habits, and poked secretly every day during Mo Yu's live broadcast, using this account to interact with Mo Yu Xiaoxiao, reward him, and get the name of the number one fan .

Watching Mo Yu go from mediocre popularity to being recommended on the homepage occasionally, and then showing his face in front of the camera at the request of fans.

Originally, when an anchor gave back to his fans, he would play games with them, especially a die-hard fan like him.But, afraid of being discovered by Mo Yu, he didn't even dare to play games with Mo Yu.

It was discovered that Mo Yu was working on the level of "The Pastoral", and he stayed up for several days and nights. He also drank coffee every day and stayed in front of the computer to read.

He never expected that he would see a scene that almost stopped his heart beating.

Mo Yu's funeral was organized by several other fans.

Because everyone knew from the police investigation that Mo Yu had no father or mother.

Not daring to admit that Mo Yu was dead, Yang Chao didn't go to the funeral, passed out on the tenth day after eating and throwing up, and was sent to the hospital for nursing.Then, in his sleep, he saw a god in a black robe, promised the other party's request with hope, lost his memory, and became the bright son of this world.

He has been in a daze for decades, acting on orders.It wasn't until today that I heard Mo Yu's name that I woke up.

Being able to see people who are already dead, even though they have changed faces, are still the people in his heart.

Yang Chao was reluctant to leave.

He put on an aggrieved expression again, and said in his mouth: "I can't go back, my mission is to kill the devil, but you are the devil, this is an endless loop."

After Yang Chao said that, it could be seen from his expression that he was telling the truth. Mo Yu sat on the throne and closed his eyes.

"Okay, then you stay here first, I don't feel very comfortable, go to rest first." He said, sitting up from the throne, "Ashley, that silver-haired demon will arrange a place for you. "

The previous unhappiness was unhappiness, but Mo Yu still trusted Yang Chao.

He walked to the gate and slammed his fingers on the gate.

The two soldiers immediately opened the gate.

Mo Yu glanced at the demon generals who were still waiting outside, and smiled: "Go and rest, I'm tired too. Ashley, please arrange a room for Yang Chao."

After speaking, he looked around.

When he didn't see Artis, Mo Yu knew that Artis must be hiding quietly, maybe he was eavesdropping just now.

Forget it.

Mo Yu started walking towards the hot spring.

After soaking in the hot spring, he returned to the bedroom and said in a cold voice, "Go to sleep by yourself today."

"Oh." Artis' aggrieved reply came from behind.

Mo Yu lay on the bed, closed his eyes, turned over, and buried his face in the pillow.Those are clearly those that are determined not to be touched again, and the memories of the past, because of Yang Chao's appearance, are all played back in his mind over and over again.

Yang Chao shouldn't be here.

He has his responsibilities as the son of man and the grandson of man.

As the chief culprit who brought Yang Chao here, he had to show his attitude.

In all fairness, someone is willing to give up everything in the wishing world and come here to find him, he should be happy.However, thinking of Yang Chao's mother's sharp accusations, one sentence after another that hurt people like a knife, and the starting point of every sentence was for Yang Chao, he felt complicated.

envious?

Wronged?

There are ah.

"Artis." Mo Yu called out in a muffled voice.

"I'm here."

A cold and magnetic voice came from beside him, and Mo Yu said angrily, "I knew you didn't leave, why are you disobedient?"

"Your Majesty..." Artis showed his figure, looked down at his Majesty on the bed, and could only see his back. "Your Majesty is very sad. I want to be with Your Majesty."

"You have nothing else to ask?"

"I'll wait for Your Majesty, tell me."

Artis's answer was stern, and Mo Yu turned around and looked at the silver-haired demon who was guarding him.

It's strange, anyway, I just feel that the presence of Artis makes him very comfortable.

Artis looked at Mo Yu in silence, his eyes trembled slightly when he saw the reddish eye sockets of Mo Yu, and his heart tightened.

He didn't want to see his majesty like this.

"Your Majesty, teach me what to do?" Artis knelt down on one knee, holding Mo Yu's hand beside the bed in his palm, "I want to see Your Majesty smile."

"That's enough." Mo Yu covered his sore eyes with his other hand, "Do you have parents?"

"No."

"Have you ever felt sad or wronged because of this?"

"No, Artis, I will only feel sorry for His Majesty and be wronged by His Majesty." Artis fluently said the words engraved in his heart, "Artis is your blade, and you are everything to Artis."

The words are worth touching, but the tone is still that cold.

Mo Yu pulled out the hand held by Artis, and tapped Artis' forehead with his fingers: "You are really stupid."

"Stay?" Artis tilted his head slightly for this unclear word.

Mo Yu moved to the other side, vacating a part of the bed, and looked at Artis.

The handsome silver-haired demon didn't react at all, just looked at him intently.

There was no other way, so Mo Yu had no choice but to pat the empty space as a hint.

At this moment, the eyes of the silver-haired demon suddenly lit up, quickly removed the cumbersome coat on his body, and obediently lay down on his side.

Mo Yu hooked his fingers again.

Artis blinked and approached Mo Yu.

With previous experience with Artis, Mo Yu knew that he couldn't say anything about that with Artis.Therefore, he didn't think about any hints, and followed the thoughts in his heart, approached Artis' chest, and stretched out his arms to hug his wasp waist.

No way, if he was taller, maybe he could hold Artis in his arms or something.

This is the only way to do it now, before it grows up.

However, resting her head in Artis' arms and hearing his steady and steady heartbeat, it was quite reassuring.

Maybe it's to make sure that the other party won't do something against the rules when he doesn't want to?

Thinking about the reason, Mo Yu closed his eyes, and said something slowly, regardless of whether Artis could understand or not.

He has never been with someone he likes, so he doesn't know at all, what kind of meaning was in Artis' eyes when he heard him say Lu Zichen, and he didn't know, when he heard about Yang Chao, How cold are those gray eyes.

——People from other worlds are disgusting to demons.