A companion beast dressed as the villain of the Great Demon King

Qingluan Palace.

Qingluan dismissed the subordinates who reported, and walked towards the Demon King standing under the corridor.

"Your Majesty, the situation has been brought under control." He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "With Fengling City's combat strength, it is difficult to repel it if you can defend it. If we fight for a long time, I am afraid..."

After Qingluan finished speaking, she didn't hear a sound for a long time, she raised her head quietly, but saw the Demon King looking into the distance, as if he wasn't listening at all.

If the devil is willing to help, then rebellion is not a problem at all, but now it seems...

For a while, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to leave, he didn't understand the devil's thoughts at all.

Suddenly, a ball of flames shot up in the sky in the north, Qingluan was startled, thinking it was reinforcements from the rebel party, just about to ask the Demon King for instructions, but his cold eyes suddenly softened.

A black circle appeared in front of him.

"Qing Rang!"

Nobody arrives. The sound arrives first.

The devil squatted down on one knee in front of the black ring, and was soon hit by the powder ball.

Ling Jiu hugged his neck and rubbed, "Qing Rang, I miss you!"

It's sticky like I haven't seen it in years.

The devil touched his head, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Did you get the things back?"

Ling Jiu reluctantly let go, touched her stomach, "I'm hungry."

Qingluan, who was working hard to lower his existence, heard it, and immediately brought up food.

"No bugs, no raw fried ones." The demon king picked up Ling Jiu, and explained to Qingluan. Before entering the room, he thought of something, "It's best to have rice cakes."

He still remembered that Ling Jiu had been arguing for food the first day he came back, and later he liked to eat grass rice cakes, probably because he was particularly fond of rice.

After Qingluan agreed, she went to choose it herself.

Back in the room, the Demon King sat on a chair covered with thick fur, put Ling Jiu on his lap, picked flower cakes from the plates in front of him, broke them up and fed them to Ling Jiu, "Put your stomach first .”

Ling Jiu ate it in one gulp, gleeful, and raised her hand in front of the demon king with a puffed face, "Those monsters have really thick skins, they hurt my hands so much."

Hearing this, the Demon King immediately took his hand and examined it carefully. After confirming that there was no wound, he heaved a sigh of relief. He gently rubbed his hand at ease, and said earnestly, "Don't use your hands next time."

Ling Jiu ate the pancakes that were brought to his mouth, shaking his short legs.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Ah."

The devil frowned, and passed the magic power into Ling Jiu's body to check the injury, but after looking around, the bones and meridians were all right, could it be muscle soreness?

"Kneading is useless, you have to whirr." Ling Jiu said in a childish voice.

"Hoo hoo?" The demon king was taken aback, and quickly searched for the answer in countless reference books on raising chickens that he had read before, but he couldn't find anything.

Ling Jiu finished the last bite of the flower cake, grabbed his hand and blew it to his mouth, "I need to blow a few breaths first, then say 'pain pain fly' while kneading, and it will be fine."

Yeah?The Demon King was very skeptical, but seeing the sincerity in Ling Jiu's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, imitated Ling Jiu's appearance, and took two breaths, then said softly while rubbing, "Tuantoufei, Tongtongfei."

Ling Jiu stared at his face, but the villain in her heart screamed wildly.

So serious, I'm going to die, I want to kiss.

The Demon King rubbed for a long time, then raised his eyes and asked him, "Is it better?"

Ling Jiu became small and pitiful in a second, with a puffed bun face and watery eyes, "Qing Rang, I heard that a child without a mother is like a grass, does it mean that a baby will not grow up without love?"

"How could it be?" Seeing that he was about to cry, the Demon King hugged him and patted him helplessly, his coaxing skills were not yet proficient, "You will grow up."

"But I have no mother, no love..." Ling Jiu groaned.

The devil's face froze, he hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "...then I will be your mother?"

This way of solving the problem is really strange.Ling Jiu pursed his lips so that he didn't laugh, but the trembling of suppressing laughter made the devil think that he could no longer bear the collapse.

The Demon King was at a loss for words, he really had no choice but to say, "Who said that, I'll kill him."

Ling Jiu: "..." As expected of you.

There was really no way, Ling Jiu looked at him wrongedly, and compared with his little finger, "Can you give me a little love like your mother?"

"Love?" The devil recalled that in the reference book on raising chickens, it was mentioned that it is necessary to give love to the chickens, so that the chickens can be fat and strong.

He nodded, "OK."

Looking at his confused eyes, Ling Jiu knew that they were not on the same channel at all, but it didn't matter.

"Then can you kiss me?" Ling Jiu pointed at her fingers and muttered in a low voice, "If Qing Rang can kiss me, it will definitely not hurt."

"Dear?" The Demon King was puzzled, "How?"

"Ah? It's a kiss..." Ling Jiu looked up and saw the devil's bewildered look, and suddenly reacted.

That's right, the other party is a young lady raised in a deep boudoir, not to mention whether she has kissed anyone before, maybe she doesn't even know the meaning of this word.

I feel inexplicably satisfied.

Ling Jiu hugged his neck, tilted her head slightly and pouted on his cheek, "That's it."

Delicious.

Do you still need to kiss when raising chickens?The Demon King quickly searched all the reference books three times, but found no relevant records.

"Is it okay? My hand hurts so much." Ling Jiu folded her hand, feeling wronged, and thought that this hand was crippled.

The devil couldn't see him being wronged, so he patted his head and asked in a low voice, "Where are you kissing?"

Ling Jiu immediately raised her head, grinned, pointed at her chubby face and said, "Here."

The Demon King looked at Ling Jiu's cheeks, which were pink and fleshy, and tiny fluff could be seen on them, like glutinous rice balls.

He leaned over cautiously, watching the getting closer and closer, and didn't know what he was nervous about.

As the warm breath blew past, Ling Jiu thought it was easy to cheat a kiss. When he was a child, his parents took him out to play, and when the neighbors saw him and didn't want to come over for a kiss, they were all stopped by his parents.

Before, he thought that since he was so cute, the Demon King must have long since wanted to kiss him.

In the end, the devil seemed to have never intended to kiss, and he made the kiss so serious that he also became nervous!

"Jiujiu."

"Uh... huh?" Ling Jiu's voice tightened.

The demon king pointed his index finger on his face, and said carefully: "Is it okay to kiss here? Will there be no effect if there is a deviation?"

Do you want to aim for a kiss?Ling Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded, "Anywhere is fine."

Just after finishing speaking, Ling Jiu suddenly felt a warm, warm, soft touch on her cheeks, as if a feather was tickling her heart.

"Ok?"

The voice of the Demon King rang in his ears, and Ling Jiu could feel the breath he exhaled when he spoke.

A small red flower suddenly flashed in my mind, and it was printed on the blank of the first circle of a card.

"Well, it's all right." Ling Jiu came back to his senses and twisted his wrist, "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

"So effective?" The Demon King was surprised. He had never heard of this kind of treatment, and it seemed that he had read too few books.

Qingluan stood at the door and waited for a long time, but couldn't find the time to go in.

Let's go in now, I'm disturbing the two demon gods, you and me, don't go in, let the little demon god starve, and there will be no good fruit for him later.

too difficult!

"come in."

Hearing Ruannuo's voice, Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked in with a plate.

This time Ling Jiu didn't let the devil feed him. He ate rice cakes by himself, and asked casually, "What's going on outside?"

Finally someone cares about the situation of the war...

Qingluan reported the situation one by one much faster than usual, afraid that the uncle would be unhappy and not interested.

"If you can only defend but not attack, wouldn't that be a stalemate?" Ling Jiu pondered for a moment, "They can't continue to attack at a high density, and while there is a truce, I'll ask those few to come over for a meeting. Something to announce."

Qingluan reacted for a while, and then understood who he was talking about, and immediately straightened her back, "Then, what preparations do I need to make here?"

Ling Jiu thought for a while, "There are indeed some things that you need to prepare. I will make a list and try to find everything."

"Yes." Qingluan agreed very simply.

Fengling City is a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and what he is good at is defense.

If a few people on the face are willing to come forward, then Fengling City will be considered safe.

That night, the rebel party really subsided a lot, but they did not leave, but stationed outside the city.

Ling Jiu notified those in Moyu to come over early the next morning.

After the devil washed up and walked into the bedroom, Ling Jiu just cut off the communication

This is just learned from the Demon King. Using magic power as a communication tool is like making a phone call. It is said that video can also be used, but he has only learned voice so far.

"What are you going to do?"

Ling Jiu sat cross-legged on the bed, relying on her short legs, with the soles of her feet sticking together and picking at each other's toes, looking out at the little lights through the window.

He didn't answer directly, but asked: "Qing Rang, do you like the Demon World?"

The Demon King sat beside him with legs bent, followed his gaze and looked out the window, "I don't know, I belong here whether I like it or not."

Ling Jiu smiled, "I like it, so I want to change here."

The Demon King couldn't help but look at him, "Change?"

Ling Jiu put her hands behind her, raised her head and looked at him, the smile on her face deepened, "Well, I want to change it to a place that you will also say you like."

This is not a game world, and nothing automatically refreshes just because the CD arrives.

The mountains and rivers here are no less than anywhere else, and there are also kind and lovely races. Just because of uncontrolled killing, will they be reduced to hell?

Even if it is hell, he will turn it into a paradise.

Not only the environment, but also the order and people's hearts must change. His cub should be the supreme monarch who is loved by all the people, not the bloodthirsty and ruthless demon king they say needs to be overthrown.

The dim light of the fire reflected the tranquility of the room.

The fire in the Demon King's heart suddenly flared up, and he quickly returned to calm.

He touched his heart, but he didn't know why it happened.

The hair was brushed lightly, Ling Jiu turned her head, just in time to meet the eyes of the Demon King.

"Just do what you want."

"I know you will definitely support me." Ling Jiu rubbed his head against the palm of his hand, and said with a smile, "From now on, I will accompany you to enjoy the flowers in spring, the sea in summer, the moon in autumn, and the snow in winter."

The Demon King had never imagined such a life, but he yearned for it very much. Just thinking about it made him feel happy physically and mentally.

He nodded, "OK."

Very nice.

After talking about the business, Ling Jiu started to make trouble again.

As soon as the devil lay down, he rolled around like a caterpillar, "Qing Rang, you forgot to do one thing."

"what's up?"

Ling Jiu smiled and nodded her face, "Forgot to give me the love at night."

Seeing the dazed face of the Demon King, he sat by the pillow, and solemnly talked about fallacies in the tone of a meeting, "Babies need love to grow up, and I can only get love from Qing Rang. If Qing Rang doesn't Give it to me, and I won't grow up."

The devil thought for a while, "But you have grown up before."

Ling Jiu choked, "That's because it was used up before, and now I have to replenish it."

He leaned in front of the devil, smiling sweetly, "Give me a goodnight kiss, okay?"

The Demon King felt that he was a bit strange, he felt sweet in his mouth even though he hadn't eaten candy.

His slender hands rested lightly on the back of Ling Jiu's neck, raised his head slightly, and kissed that soft face.

"so?"

Another small red flower flashed in front of my eyes, and it was printed on the second round blank space of that card.

"Well, all right."

Ling Jiu helped the devil tuck up the quilt with a smile, and lay down herself, "Good night, Qing Rang."

The Demon King stared blankly at his smile for a long time before closing his eyes reluctantly.

Ke Lingjiu couldn't fall asleep.

gas.

Fortunately, the box was opened by himself.

The moment he opened it, his own voice sounded in his head.

That's right, it was his own, the original voice.

【You probably don’t remember anything now, and Tianxing is probably about to go out. Before I left, I set up twelve magic circles, which can temporarily replace Tianxing’s firepower after activation. 】【But I can't give it to you for nothing. 】

[To activate the first formation, you need to ask the devil for [-] kisses, and only when you gather [-] little red flowers can you unseal part of the power and fill the gap in the formation. 】【I know you're stupid, so I've attached a complete set of cubs asking for kisses, so you can study it yourself. ] No wonder you want to give the box to Fenghuang for safekeeping. If you let the devil know your intentions in the early morning, the eggs will probably be baked directly!

shameless!

shameless!

With a thought, a gaudy book appeared in front of my eyes.

Ling Jiu was cursing and scrolling down with gusto.