my demon

Xiao Yan watched it silently for a while, the skull spun on the ground for some reason, suddenly exploded into countless fine snowflakes, and then disappeared in the air one after another, leaving only a corner of the ground frosty.

Xiao Yan looked at it for a while, and still approached the box, and saw that there were indeed some dim and old jewels, jewellery, sabers inlaid with precious stones, and some gold bars.I don't know which emperor left this hiding place and protective property for me.

He reached in and rummaged through it, and saw a necklace inside, the style was very different from the others. He picked it up and looked at it, and saw a small box hanging under the necklace. The box seemed to be made of gold, and the surface was engraved with There are strange characters, and the edge is a rose pattern surrounded by thorns. The mosaic pattern of the whole necklace is incompatible with the Central Plains, like the style of the Western Regions.

He picked it out, held it in his hand, looked through it, opened the golden box, and saw a blue gemstone embedded in it, the color of the gemstone was very dim, and it could only be seen that it was a sapphire.

He rubbed it curiously, and suddenly heard Youyou sigh.

The sigh was cold and long, as if it sounded right behind his ears, he was slightly startled, and turned his head to look.

The voice finally sounded again: "Why are you not afraid?"

Xiao Yan was startled: "Who are you?" The voice was as clear as ice, it should be the voice of a young man, with a strange sense of rhythm when speaking, as if the air was slightly vibrating, indifferent, reserved, but pleasant, teaching People just want to see the appearance of the master.

The voice sounded again, with a hint of pride: "I am the Lich King Helios, I am the Immortal and the Eternal."

Xiao Yan turned his head and searched for traces in the secret room.

Silent for a while, with some helplessness: "Don't look for it, it's in the gem in your hand." This is his soul box, the most fragile door of life that all liches try to hide, and now it is held by this young man. In his hands, he could stop his immortality and long life at any time, but for some reason, he didn't feel anxious, and even had some expectations of self-destruction.

Xiao Yan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the blue gemstone, and instantly remembered the ghosts and goblins in "Zi Bu Yu" that he had just watched today, and asked him in a low voice: "The Lich King... is it a ghost? Or is it a ghost?" What kind of ghost?"

The voice was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Seeing that you are only eleven or twelve years old, how can you not be afraid of ghosts?"

Xiao Yan opened his mouth and said in a low voice after a while: "I am usually not accompanied by anyone..." It is also good to have ghosts as companions in the lonely palace, and...in fact, the spell is quite beautiful...he didn't want to tell the other party What's more, since he was a child, he didn't show emotions, was slow to speak, and didn't express joys and sorrows. His biological parents didn't like him. He heard his mother discussing with his father in a low voice: "This child has a cold nature... hard heart."

Probably, he is really different from ordinary people.

The voice fell silent again. Xiao Yan held the gemstone for a while. Seeing that he was silent for a long time, he said in a low voice, "Hurley...how should I call you?" the sound of.

"Helios, this is the language of my hometown, it means the son of the sun, the son of the light."

Speaking of grand and fiery words such as the sun and brilliance, the voice was still as indifferent and cold as the chill. Helios did not explain the meaning of his name, but continued: "Where are you and us? Your language is different, you can only understand me with the divine language I use now, and you can call me whatever you want in your language."

Hearing his low and indifferent voice, Xiao Yan lost interest, as if he didn't want to say more, but he was a little reluctant, and said in a low voice: "Is the sun... the sun rises and shines, nine is the highest in the yang number, so I respectfully call it You are Jiuyao, how about it?"

Helios didn't care: "Whatever."

Xiao Yan said in a low voice: "Lord Jiuyao, I...my name is Xiao Yan, may I show you?" He wanted to see what the owner of such a beautiful voice looked like.

The Lich King felt a subtle and straightforward joyful expectation from the young man's emotions. He was slightly stunned, and after a while he said: "No way, I was impacted by the force of law in the turbulent flow of time and space, and now I have almost no energy. There are almost no magic elements in your world. I have been sleeping for a long time, and now it is an extremely cold winter day, and in this extremely cloudy place, I managed to gather some energy to wake up. Originally..."

Originally, I used this last bit of energy to make a phantom array, and turned a skeleton soldier out to scare the child away. By the way, I collected a little fear energy, and then continued to sleep, or took the opportunity to go out to this world to see.

Fear, anxiety, sorrow, anger... can all strengthen him. I didn't expect this boy to be young and courageous. His brows and eyes are calm, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and his expression is always like a frozen lake in the snow, calm and indifferent.

But for the Lich King who is good at capturing emotions, after naming, the clear and happy joy in the young man's heart is like the warm sun on a frozen lake. Although it lacks warmth, it is sharp and cold, too distinct.

He was originally indifferent and arrogant. He was the head of the twelve Lords of the Necromancer, a demigod-like existence, but now he was reduced to trying to scare a child to eat some dark emotions, but he didn't succeed. He also felt a little arrogant hate.But at this moment, he felt the other party's careful cherishing, anticipation, and joy. For some reason, the depression and world-weariness were diluted a bit, and he said: "Put on the necklace, and you can take me to the crowd. I use fear, Feeds on emotions such as weakness, jealousy, anger, etc., and the more you feed on, the stronger you become."

Xiao Yan put the necklace on his neck carefully, and hid the gold box in his arms, as if he had pressed a piece of cold ice to his chest, but he didn't feel anything, he glanced at the box lightly The other treasure gold bars in the house did not touch those things, only closed the box, took the candlestick on the stone table, walked out slowly from the secret passage, and whispered to him: "In this way, I know a place, I'll take you there, but it will take a while."

He sewed the bookshelf tightly together, checked again to make sure that no one would open it by mistake, and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you to wait a moment, someone will be here later, I can't talk."

The Lich didn't mind, and just hummed.

Xiao Yan, however, followed his instructions, feeling that he hadn't said so many words for a long time, he had already forgotten that he was hungry, so he only took the "Zi Bu Yu" that had fallen aside in his hand, put it back in its original place properly, and slowly Walking back to the throne in the upper study, he felt the coldness in his chest like a hot coal in a trance, and the peony-turned boy showed his prototype after getting drunk. How best friends will think of him.

He didn't care anymore, he resisted reaching out to press the hot spot on his chest, thinking in his heart, this is my demon, and I have it too.

a monster.