A full-level demon king can only farm

There was a sense of familiarity in the murmur, which made Mo Yu feel very strange.

What is the origin of this bright Son of Light?Why does it feel like I know him?

The Holy Son of Guangming, who read Mo Yu's name, raised his foot and walked over here.

Several demon generals blocked Mo Yu's side without hesitation, and the magic in their hands was already brewing.

"Wait." Mo Yutijian walked up to his subordinates, "You are all injured, step back first."

If Son of Light launches an attack, he is the only one who can block it.

When Guangming Shengzi got close, Mo Yu heard him say again: "I finally...found you, Mo Yu."

Mo Yu frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am... who am I?" Hearing this very important question, the Holy Son of Light suddenly frowned, pressing his head in pain, "I am the Holy Son of Light, summoned to kill the devil. Kill The Demon King kills the Demon King kills the Demon King... fulfills the wish..."

Hearing these murmurs that contained killing intent, Mo Yu clenched his magic sword tightly, and the coldness in his heart was expanding.

The mission of the Holy Son of Light is to kill him, and his attributes are just incompatible with him, so he is his greatest enemy.The dark magic and the light magic restrain each other. If you make a move at this time, the Son of Light will definitely die.

Killing the enemies of the Demon Race is what the Demon King should do.

But his damn curiosity made it impossible for him to act directly at this time.

hold on?

Mo Yu was hesitant. Although the demon generals standing beside him wanted to kill this enemy who threatened their king's life, they knew in their hearts that this enemy was not something they could easily kill.

Not to mention, their king seems to know this Son of Light?

"To find Mo Yu, the Demon King is Mo Yu." The son of Guangming's constant muttering to himself finally came to fruition, and he stared at Mo Yu with lowered eyes, "Mo Yu, you can't kill him."

He suddenly showed his face and smiled, showing his teeth so bright and happy that he couldn't be bothered.

Mo Yu was very angry.

If the other party is really a pervert who only knows how to kill the devil, his determination will definitely be clearer.In the end, the other party just let go of his hostility and smiled stupidly, like a Sanhei wagging its tail, as if he really knew him.

How to start?

In desperation, Mo Yu felt that this feeling seemed familiar again.

Mo Yu glanced at Artis.

The silver-haired demons were looking at the Holy Son of Light, and his eyes could be seen to be extremely hostile.

Noticing Mo Yu's gaze, Artis turned to look at Mo Yu, her thin lips pursed tightly.

He was very concerned about the identity of the Holy Son of Light.

Because, the words revealed that the Holy Son of Light who came here was summoned. Perhaps, he was from the same world as Mo Yu.

The Holy Son of Light came to look for Mo Yu.

Find his king.

The weird and keen intuition told Artis that the Holy Son of Light is very dangerous no matter how he looks at it.

But this Holy Son of Light who made him want to kill him had a body that could be restored to its original state in an instant. Compared with his Majesty, he was invincible in another state.

Artis was very angry and panicked.

He stretched out his hand to hold Mo Yu's hand, standing in an intimate position that would be rude as a magic general, silently expressing his sovereignty.

The smile on the face of Guangming Shengzi dissipated immediately, and his voice returned to the previous indifferent state: "Demons, the holy light purifies."

He stretched out his hand, and dense light elements lingered between his fingers.

Seeing the Son of Light trying to attack, Mo Yu shielded Artis behind him, and was about to speak when the Son of Light's fingers returned to their original shape, wanting to touch Mo Yu, but retracted the moment Mo Yu turned his head away hand.

"Mo Yu, don't be a devil king." He said in a pleading tone, "Don't be a devil king, come back with me."

Mo Yu felt a little more force from Artis in his hands.

It didn't hurt, but it made him feel tense.

"Your Majesty." Artis's call was somewhat depressed, "Your Majesty, ignore him, right?"

Mo Yu rubbed the palm of Artis's palm with his fingertips soothingly, just like every time he praised Ye, and then he met the eyes of the Holy Son of Light and asked, "Where are you going back? Who are you?"

"I am the Holy Son of Light, and I am called to come and kill the Demon King." The Holy Son of Light frowned and replied mechanically, gritted his teeth and struggled with the will in his brain that did not belong to him.Since what he said was not the correct answer he wanted to give at this time, so, after regaining a trace of himself, he said bitterly, "Fuck you and kill the devil, your father, I don't want to do it anymore, get out!"

It's the familiar curse tone, which is not bad.

"League of England?" Mo Yu tried to say the name of the game he often played before.

"You ADC, I'll assist you, I'm the wind girl thief 6." Guangming Shengzi said something very fast, suddenly laughed, and looked at Mo Yu eagerly, "Hurry up, say a few more words, I will remember soon It's..."

"Then I'll choose Marco."

"Okay, what do you want to help you speak, Mo Yu? If you don't know it, let's go to practice, please don't dislike and take me to fly!" Speaking these words from memory, Guangming Shengzi's voice was hoarse.

"Fuck, you say you, if you don't take a good jungler, what kind of support do you play?" Mo Yu said the conversation he often said in college, and his eyes were red.Realizing that he wanted to cry, but this place was not suitable, he had no choice but to look away and look at other places, and asked with emotion, "Well, the original world doesn't wait...why do you want me..."

"..." The Son of Light did not speak.

Having confirmed who the person in front of him was, Mo Yu sighed deeply.

When he came to this world, he didn't often recall the past. He only thought a little bit when Ashley asked a question.Now, through the all-too-familiar conversation just now, he knows that the Holy Son of Light is the brother who slept on his upper bunk when he was in college.

Yang Chao.

——Obviously they went their separate ways after graduating from university.

Mo Yu pursed his lips twice, and smiled: "Let's go, eat first, I'm hungry."

"Okay, it's what you say." Guangming Shengzi followed Mo Yu directly with an expression of "I'm very refreshing".

He regained his memory after Mo Yu asked two fatal questions.

Holy son of shit, his name is Yang Chao!

If it weren't for someone from Mo Yu's side calling Mo Yu's name, he might have just followed what the "god" said and killed Mo Yu, who was the devil king.

What the "God" said, he could bring Mo Yu back after killing the Demon King, it was just nonsense.

but……

He didn't think about the details carefully just now, but now, he carefully looked at Mo Yu who was surrounded by a group of people, and then he came to his senses.

Mo Yu has become cuter in this world.

and many more!

Why is Mo Yu holding hands with Yi Yinmao?

Yang Chao quickened his pace and followed Mo Yu.

After returning to the castle after the battle, Mo Yu felt a little tired.

The chefs of the castle had already prepared all kinds of delicacies. After hearing the announcement that His Majesty had returned in victory, they were already busy and started serving the dishes.

It was a celebration of victory after the Great War.

There were only serious injuries on the Mozu side, but no casualties.

Due to the large population, Mo Yu did not choose to hold the celebration banquet in the restaurant of the castle, but put it in an open square.All the races staying in the Demon Race participated, as did the seriously injured people who recovered in a short time under the powerful recovery potion.

Mo Yu changed his clothes and sat on the king's special seat, with the demon generals and Yang Chao sitting beside him.

Knowing that some members of the army would doubt the fact that Guangming Shengzi was staying in the castle, Mo Yu introduced Guangming Shengzi at the beginning, which was also an explanation for the demon generals who were still worried about him.

Knowing that Mo Yu came from a different world from the demon race, they accepted their majesty's rumors that they are good friends with Guangming Shengzi very well, and they kept discussing in whispers how powerful this majesty is this time during the meal.

Why didn't the previous two demon kings win so easily?They were all killed by good-looking enemies.

This time the king is so special that it is unbelievable that even the son of Guangming, who can threaten his life the most, is a good friend!Mo Yu has been surprised many times. Members of the demon clan regard the fact that Guangming Shengzi is the king's friend to lie down and win, and they all regard it as his charm.

Anyway, what this current Demon King does is right.

It could be seen that Mo Yu's mood was not very good, the caring magic generals didn't ask any more questions, they just put Mo Yu's favorite food on the table into Mo Yu's bowl with the public chopsticks.

Then, Artis fed Mo Yu one chopstick after another.

It was something that has become a habit, but today is a little different.

They were enemies before, but now they are friends. Yang Chao, the son of Guangming, who has the same awkward name as their king, is also eager to try, taking advantage of his free time to feed their king.

Mo Yu, who was struggling with some things, found out that his good brother, who was tall and big in the past, is still tall in this world, and even fed him a mouthful of vegetables, and his face became hot from embarrassment.

"Yang Chao, what are you doing?" He frowned and asked.

Yang Chao took a mouthful of rice sullenly, and was not ashamed to answer.Sensing an unkind gaze above his head, he could guess that it was the silver-haired gaze, and he raised his eyes and stared back unwillingly.

He was already tired, but now he felt the eyes of the two around him fighting each other, and Mo Yu's head started to hurt.

But now is not the time to rest.

After the celebration banquet was over, new tasks had to be assigned to the subordinates and to figure out what happened to Yang Chao.

Gathering all important personnel, Mo Yu changed into formal clothes, wore a crown, and sat on the throne.

In today's meeting, on the left is Assistant Minister Ashley, on the right is Yang Chao, and behind him is Artis, who has a close relationship with him.

It is indeed an unimaginable picture.

Mo Yu steadied his mind and began to talk about the handling of the captives.

The magicians in the Temple of Light have all been wiped out, and the remaining human soldiers, dwarf soldiers, and orcs who were tempted and threatened to surrender directly can send a notification letter informing their country to exchange for gold coins.This notification letter must be issued beautifully, so that the countries on the Wall continent that maintain opposition to the demons will know the victory and rise of the demons.

If the other party does not agree to hand over the gold coins, it's okay, at most a few more small-scale wars will be started.

Since there is no longer the constraint of the Demon God's Barrier, Rhodes Town, which is the stronghold of the undead tribe, also needs to send some people to take over.

Now that everything that needs to be dealt with has been dealt with, Mo Yu dismissed most of the people, leaving only the magic general, ready to listen to this buddy tell his story.

"I said, Mo Yu, can we talk alone?" Seeing several demons with different hair colors around him, Yang Chao frowned and asked Mo Yu directly.

Mo Yu nodded.

His Majesty nodded, and the demon generals who were unwilling to leave had to bow their heads and bid farewell to Mo Yu.

When walking on the red carpet, Ashley went to Artis on purpose, and whispered: "Artis, His Majesty, he didn't directly open his mouth to give orders that we can't listen to."

The eyes of the silver-haired demons lit up, and they turned into shadows just like before.

The two people from the same world who were looking at each other did not notice this scene.