The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

"You mean, you guys," Song Yan grabbed the small quilt in front of him with his fingers, and his shocked eyes swept over the faces of the group of people one by one, and then stopped on Ren Bai, "All, all are monsters. ?”

After getting an affirmative answer, Song Yan continued to be shocked, "I am, your so-so, demon king???"

Ren Bai opened his mouth, and was about to answer when his leg was hit hard by some disrespectful old monster.

Hiss, it hurts!

Master Xiong slowly retracted his crutches, Zhan Zhan took a step forward, and replied, "Yes."

There were tears in his old eyes, and his voice was full of affection: "You are the greatest and most honorable demon king of our demon clan!"

Although this guy's behavior of rushing to answer made everyone very dissatisfied, everyone didn't feel that his description was exaggerated or flattering. Isn't that the truth!

So, the demons shouted together: "Yes, His Royal Highness, the greatest and most noble demon king!"

Song Yan whose ears were almost deafened: "..."

Master Xiong coughed twice in displeasure, and gave the monsters with loud voices a hard look.

Turning his head, the moment he saw Song Yan, his eyes immediately softened, and he seamlessly switched to the loving mode: "Your Highness is frightened? Don't be surprised, our monster race has been waiting for you for more than 6000 years, so it is inevitable that it is a bit too much." Excited."

"That's right! We've been waiting for you for too long!"

"Your Highness, you are finally born!"

"I've been dreaming about this day!"

"Wooooow, I'm going to call and tell my grandpa's grandpa's grandpa..."

"..."

Song Yan looked at the monsters in the room who were so excited that they deformed, and continued: "..."

In the end, Lord Xiong stopped all the monsters from expressing their confession with a look of eyes, but he talked eloquently for more than ten minutes, until his mouth was dry, and Song Yan roughly understood what was going on.

Song Yan sorted out the information in his head, and then hesitantly asked: "You mean, more than 6000 years ago, I was the king of your monster clan?"

The monsters nodded in unison, Master Xiong corrected him very strictly, "It's our monster clan."

Song Yan: "..." Okay.

"At that time, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the Yaozu's cultivation was struggling. Well, I, I sacrificed my flesh and soul together, in exchange for a glimmer of life for the Yaozu?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, everyone's emotions became excited again:

"Yes, you are the greatest king in the world!"

"You gave everything for your people!"

"It's really a blessing for all of us monsters to have His Royal Highness!"

"..."

Song Yan grabbed the corner of the quilt that was crumpled by him, carefully stretched his neck, and looked around several times carefully: "Is this... a TV series...?"

Or, a reality show like "Human Observation Room"?

He raised his eyes again and glanced at the excited crowd.

Well, everyone's acting skills are quite good!

So, Lord Xiong spent another half an hour, tirelessly explaining to Song Yan about science, of course... half of the time was spent flattering and describing how powerful His Royal Highness the Demon King is...

In the end, he was afraid that the king would be bored, so he reluctantly stopped talking.

Taking advantage of the old man shaking his hands to drink water, Song Yan met the big guy's earnest eyes, fell silent for a while, and whispered, "Are you really not mistaken for a demon? I seem to be just a little dog demon!"

Master Xiong almost choked his throat with water, and stared: "Who said you are a dog monster! You are a unique beast!"

Everyone nodded in unison, "Yes, yes!"

Song Yan felt that he was about to be convinced: "Really? Then what kind of beast am I?"

Master Xiong cleared his throat, looked far away and said: "It's a long story, since Pangu created the world..."

Song Yan pricked up his ears, and tried his best to listen in a fog for a long time, and finally summed up a few central ideas.

First, he is not a dog, but a mythical beast that looks a bit like a dog.

Second, his body is very weak now, because he is still a... cub, and when he is an adult, he is quite strong, tall, mighty, powerful, and powerful...Of course, the above are all from Xiong He didn't know if it was true or not.

third,……

In short, it is a super powerful existence.

As for what kind of thing Ji is, Song Yan touched his phone, ready to check it on Baidu.

As soon as everyone screened the screen, Huang San who was next to him immediately handed over his mobile phone, enthusiastically: "Your Highness, there are too few useful news on Baidu, and many of them are fake materials put out by our monster clan. It is a blindfold! Do you think To understand this, you can go to the next Yaoshuo APP, there are a lot of information about you!"

As Huang San spoke, he opened a pink forum for Song Yan, and then entered the two keywords "demon king" in the search box, and soon a lot of themed posts popped up.

Song Yan looked down.

The first post: The private interview of Yaowang Weifu

The second post: His Royal Highness the Demon King’s five favorite demons in his life

The third post: Ten Passionate Stories That the Demon King and My Grandpa Have to Tell

Fourth post: Overbearing demon king's stand-in love demon

Huang San's eyelids twitched, he covered the screen with his hands in a panic, and wiped his sweat embarrassingly: "...I'm sorry Your Highness, I clicked on the novel section!"

Song Yan: "..."

In the end, with the help of all the demons scrambling to be the first, he successfully installed the Yaoshuo app on his phone, and was about to click in to have a look, when he received a call from Lu Zhen.

Song Yan looked at the time, it was 9:20.

He was stunned for a moment: "I... How long have I been asleep?"

The old bear replied as always: "Your Highness, you have slept for 15 hours since last night."

During this period, I turned over three times, pursed my mouth twice, stretched out my left hand once, swung my right hand twice, and changed into a human form at 6 o'clock in the morning...

Song Yan was startled: "It means, it's already the morning of the next day?"

Oh my god, no wonder the WeChat has been ringing just now.

He originally booked an air ticket for the morning, and made an appointment with Lu Zhen to meet at Pingcheng Airport, but this happened unexpectedly.

Lu Zhen must be worried to death!

Song Yan squeezed the phone tightly, jumped off the bed suddenly, and pressed the connection button: "Lu Zhen... well, something... I'll tell you when I come back... um, um, goodbye..."

After he hung up the phone, he realized that the atmosphere in the room was strangely quiet.

Everyone took a big step back, and then lowered their heads firmly, as if they wanted to bury their heads in the soil.

Just when a breeze blew in, Song Yan finally discovered something was wrong.

He was silent for a second, then slowly lowered his head, and saw his white body...

Song Yan: "..."

The old Xiong seemed to sense the embarrassment of His Highness the Demon King at this moment, lowered his head and coughed dryly: "Your Highness, don't care about these details..."

Isn't it just not wearing clothes? It's not a big deal at all!

Anyway, if they borrow another [-] eyes, they will never dare to glance at His Highness!

Song Yan opened his eyes wide: "It's not a detail, it's a big deal! If you don't wear clothes, you will be arrested by the police!"

The old bear stared: "I see who dares to arrest our highness!"

The fanboys clenched their fists: "Yes, let's see who dares!"

Song Yan who got dressed silently: "..."

The old bear hurried forward, bowed his waist, and followed behind him, saying: "Your Highness, you don't need to worry about this kind of thing. Let's move our fingers, and a small spell can solve it."

Song Yan lowered his sunglasses, carried his luggage, and couldn't wait to walk quickly to the aisle.

As soon as he got out of the pick-up gate, he saw a tall figure standing in the bustling crowd, as if he had sensed his gaze, the man turned his eyes and looked straight at him.

A suit, a black coat, and a dark gray scarf draped around his wrist.

His brows are pale, but his eyes are deep.

A good mistake.

Song Yan suddenly had the feeling of returning from a dream to reality. He was disturbed by a sudden impact, and his heart fell into the original place a little bit, steadily.

Even the footsteps have become more practical.

He bypassed the security line at the airport pick-up gate, stood there for two seconds, and then happily threw himself into the man's arms.

"Lu Zhen, let me tell you something very, very important." As soon as he threw himself into his arms, Song Yan couldn't help but want to talk to him, and pressed beside him, "You are ready , don't be intimidated!"

Lu Zhen hugged him, pulled off the scarf, and tied it around his neck: "What?"

Song Yan was excited for a moment, and his voice raised a little unconsciously: "Actually, I'm not a dog!"

With him as the diameter, people within two meters around looked over.

Song Yan was so frightened that he quickly stopped talking, covered his mouth, leaned towards Lu Zhen, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to pull his ears, and said softly, "I am the demon king."

The sound was pitifully small, like a feather brushing by, itchy and soft.

Lu Zhen was so disturbed that he didn't hear what he said clearly.

"What are you?" he asked.

Song Yan lay next to his ear, biting the two words a little harder: "Demon King."

"Demon King?"

"Yes, the super powerful one!"

"..."

Song Yan whispered the whole story to Lu Zhen unreservedly, just got out of the elevator, and the two walked towards the door together, he ticked Lu Zhen's finger: "Do you think it's amazing? Can you believe it?"

"No." Lu Zhen opened the door with the key, bent down and placed the slippers in front of him, "I believe it."

He raised his eyes, "I believe everything you say."

Song Yan paused, his heart was like a layer of cotton candy, soft and sweet.

He bent his eyes and pecked lightly on the man's chin.

After changing his shoes, he ran to the living room: "By the way, Mr. Xiong also taught me to change shape, and he also brought a small spell! Wait, I'll show you the transformation, and I'll give you a surprise!"

As he spoke, he turned into a soft and cute little white dumpling, glaring happily at his four short legs, and threw himself at Lu Zhen's feet.

Lu Zhen picked him up, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Yes, I can control myself. Will it change back?"

Xiaobai Tuanzi hit his head twice: "Aww~"

Mmmm, I will! !

Lu Zhen rubbed his little head with a big hand, and smiled: "Then you try to change back?"

After all, there was a pause in the movement of his hands.

He glanced at the clothes and pants that were still on the young man, but now they were scattered aside. If he changed back into a human form now, then...

Lu Zhen's eyes changed a few times, and his throat suddenly tightened.

He turned his eyes away, and after two seconds, he unconsciously looked at Xiao Baituanzi beside him, his eyes slowly darkened.

In the next second, Xiaobai Tuanzi disappeared, replaced by a beautiful boy with a smug smile on his face.

However, the imagined picture did not appear.

The boy was wearing a hoodie and black trousers, covering himself completely, leaving only his small head exposed.

"Seeing that there is no Lu Zhen, I know how to spell! Get dressed in seconds!" Song Yan raised her bright eyes excitedly, "Is he handsome or not!"

Lu Zhen: "..."

Song Yan raised a small face begging for praise: "Are you surprised?"

Lu Zhen: "..."