Chaos in the Time Tunnel? I always felt that this explanation was a bit far-fetched. Han Zhiyuan looked at the demon king who was sitting upright with some hesitation, but there was no trace of strangeness on his face. came out.
For example, since time and space are disordered, why is his current cultivation method different from that of the Nine Heavens Continent? Han Zhiyuan was overjoyed when he first discovered that he had Yuan Li in his body, and then almost without thinking, he thought of Yuan Li cultivation in the Nine Heavens Continent, but the more he cultivated, the more he found something was wrong. At first glance, this practice method seems unremarkable, but the more you practice it, the more powerful it becomes, giving people a feeling of returning to the original. The more Han Zhiyuan practiced, the more terrified he became. , there are hard-to-break bottlenecks everywhere.
This is called Han Zhiyuan's confusion, but a man is born with a strong heart, the more powerful and mysterious Han Zhiyuan is, the more uncontrollable the excitement, the more difficult it is, the more high-spirited Han Zhiyuan is. Han Zhiyuan has always faced difficulties. on the heart. He just wanted to know why.
However, the Demon King just gave him a faint glance, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and then he said in a very disdainful tone, "Nine Heavens Continent? It's just a small space in the universe and thousands of worlds. Comparable to the true cultivation techniques of the Great Source World? It's a joke."
"The Great World of Origin?" Han Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly widened, and while his heart was horrified, his face was also full of incredulity. From the words of the Demon King many times, Han Zhiyuan also has a general understanding of the mysterious universe and thousands of worlds, just like any world he went to before is just one of the thousands of worlds in the universe, including the modern civilization he is now in. The world, strong or weak, big or small, is different or even different, but in fact the essence is the same.
It is precisely because of his understanding that the words of the Demon King shocked Han Zhiyuan very much. In the great world of origin, this should be the entire environment where the Demon King was originally. What kind of powerful existence is that? In this way, the Demon King has recovered. When the strength is, how strong should it be
Han Zhiyuan was very shocked in his heart, but at the same time he was inexplicably excited, because he seemed to have accidentally touched the edge of the devil, even if it was just a little bit, but he stepped into the world of the devil, which made Han Zhiyuan excited Difficult for himself, he was never afraid of the huge disparity between the two, he was only afraid of not having the opportunity to narrow that distance.
But now, he has found this breakthrough, the cultivation method from the great world of the original source, which is like a difficult and dangerous trail leading to the world of the devil, but as long as he works hard, this trail will one day become a grand avenue.
The Demon King clearly felt that Han Zhiyuan's mood had changed, and he seemed to be very excited. In an instant, his heart became clear with him inexplicably. He had been entangled and annoyed with his inexplicable stupid behavior, but at this time, he suddenly became happy.
"Well, the Great World of Origin." The Demon King's phoenix eyes swayed, indescribably happy, "So, you ants have hit a lot of luck."
Han Zhiyuan was in a happy mood, as if he didn't care about the ants in the Demon King's mouth at all. He even raised the corners of his lips happily, looking at the Demon King's eyes until the Demon King's heart was slightly hazy, he always felt that the happiness of the ants in front of him was related to himself. But don't know why.
"It did hit the big luck," Han Zhiyuan looked at the Demon King with unclear meaning, and even the sadness that was born because of the Demon King just now was thrown into the clouds, "This is probably... Fate." Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth. meaning.
The Demon King glanced at him unnaturally, and then felt a little annoyed because he lied again. Unconsciously, the Demon King inadvertently raised his hand and gently stroked his long hair hanging down at his waist.
Of course, it was this inadvertent action that Han Zhiyuan was a little obsessed with. A person like the Demon King was really lucky to meet him. Han Zhiyuan was in a happy mood, and when he saw the demon king's beautiful silver hair, he couldn't help thinking of Feng Yu who also had silver hair.
At that time, what Han Zhiyuan liked most was stroking his silver hair, soft and silky, a little cold but inexplicably made him fall in love with it. Especially after a hearty sexual intercourse, Han Zhiyuan liked that his silver hair covered his sweaty chest, and then he put his arms around him and stroked his long silver hair repeatedly, and Feng Yu also enjoyed lying on her chest, that feeling made Han Zhiyuan extremely satisfied.
Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan stared at the Demon King's long hair and kept staring at it. He wondered if the Demon King still had this memory, and if so, how did the Demon King feel about it, whether he liked it or not. How about stroking his long hair yourself
Han Zhiyuan thought so, and when he came back to his senses, he had already leaned forward in a ghostly way and crossed the table between the two, picked up the long hair of the Demon King that was hanging on his chest, and was gently stroking it, more than he imagined. The one in the middle is softer and silkier, with a hint of coldness, but he can't let it go, just like the face of the devil with infinite majesty, he should be afraid, but he can't help being fascinated by his dumping.
Han Zhiyuan, who had regained his senses, raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the Demon King was looking down at him. There seemed to be sparkles in his eyes, but he seemed to be slightly annoyed, but in the end, everything was calm, and only a condescending look was left.
Han Zhiyuan simply pulled it to the end, directly ignoring the dark eyes of the Demon King, and gently stroked Feng Yu's silver hair. Beautiful, but the demon king's silver hair is unspeakable and unspeakably beautiful, like a monster. It is even more addictive, and it feels colder to the touch, but it is even more addictive.
In a word, Han Zhiyuan seemed to be addicted to the devil's silver hair, and he couldn't help admiring while stroking, "Your long hair is so beautiful," and then he continued not afraid of death under the darker and darker eyes of the devil. Said, "Feng Yu used to like me touching his silver hair very much. Every time he lays on my chest, I caress it gently like now. He seems to be very comfortable, and I like it very much."
"Oh, is it?" The voice had obviously become cold and deep.
Han Zhiyuan seemed to be caught in a certain memory, so he fondled himself after he finished speaking, and then he realized that a burst of cold air was swept over his head, and his head seemed to be stared at by someone. Han Zhiyuan hurriedly let go of the Demon King's silver hair and sat back, then smiled at the Demon King, and then explained seriously, "It's all to blame for His Majesty's hair so beautiful, you see, people with strong perseverance like me can't resist the temptation. "
"Humph!" The Demon King snorted coldly, despising Han Zhiyuan's explanation. His hair is naturally good-looking, even in the entire universe, his hair is first-class good-looking.
Han Zhiyuan was embarrassed for a while, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, since the ring of Jiutian Continent can be here, does that mean that we can also return to Jiutian Continent?"
The Demon King's eyes that turned slightly due to Han Zhiyuan's lame explanation immediately darkened again, "Do you want to go back?" After saying this, the Demon King's phoenix eyes narrowed.
Of course, Han Zhiyuan obviously didn't get the point of the Demon King's anger. After all, the person he was thinking of was the Demon King himself, so Han Zhiyuan said as a matter of course, "After all, there was such a memory, and I still miss it a bit," Han Zhiyuan said. , their appearances flashed in his mind, and one after another familiar pictures jumped into his mind, "Feng Yu, Tang Yifeng, Shen Chuyang, and the little emperor and classmate Ximen." When it came to the latter two, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help it. The corners of his lips twitched, and he looked up at the Demon King.
Of course, the Demon King's eyes were terrifyingly dark, and even his thin lips were slightly pursed. Han Zhiyuan was stunned. He just missed the days when he was with the remnant souls. Those things were not all in the Demon King's mind at this time. in? Why didn't you say anything in response, but instead became gloomy
"Humph! But this king's remnant soul rests on his body." The Demon King suddenly looked gloomy, his eyes darkened, and even the corners of his lips became a bit cold, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Han Zhiyuan's stupid idea. I can't even express the indignation, "If you want to go so much, this king will let you go!"
After the Demon King finished speaking, he raised his hand directly, and Han Zhiyuan was horrified to find that a black vortex-like void tunnel appeared behind him again, and he was immediately startled and anxious, "Wait, why do you always say that wind is rain! "Han Zhiyuan hurriedly grabbed the Demon King's arm, but the suction force of the whirlpool was too strong and he didn't hold it, but grabbed the Demon King's hand on the armrest. The moment their skin touched, the two trembled at the same time. Looking at each other, Han Zhiyuan saw the Demon King's deep and dark eyes widen a little.
"It's not the body that I like!" Han Zhiyuan quickly explained while the Demon King was stunned, "What I like from beginning to end is the remnant soul, it's you!" Besides, the body is made of the remnant soul. The leader is the remnant soul, and the remnant soul belongs to a part of the devil, so aren't those all the devil himself? So, what kind of vinegar did this Demon King eat
"Humph!" The Demon King's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly, but the original gloomy expression disappeared inexplicably, he just stared at Han Zhiyuan's eyes slightly raised, "So what? There are more people who like this king."
The corner of Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, and half of his body was sucked into the vortex in the next second, but the hand holding the Demon King was not thrown away after all, so Han Zhiyuan suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and then pulled forward unexpectedly, and suddenly The demon king's fair and slender hand dragged him in front of him, and then he kissed the back of his fair hand under the demon king's widened eyes again.
"But there are not many who dare to kiss you." Han Zhiyuan raised his head and took over the words of the Demon King, but the next second he was sucked into the darkness by the Void Tunnel, but he swore that before he fell into the darkness, he saw the reddish handsome man of the Demon King. Face, no matter if he is angry or what, Han Zhiyuan just thinks he is shy anyway.
The Demon King was stunned for two seconds. At this time, there was no sign of Han Zhiyuan in the room. After a while, the Demon King also quietly disappeared from the room, but he seemed to leave a very pleasant hum. The prince? Hmph, after 10,000 years, you are the first person who has such an idea but is still alive, not to mention, you ants have kissed this king more than once, and besides, you are even more of a bastard to this king's remnant soul. Yes... hum!
Opening his eyes again, Han Zhiyuan immediately closed his eyes in a conditioned reflex caused by a burst of strong light. The next second, he only felt a little top-heavy and unsteady on his feet, and his head was dizzy and heavy. It seemed that someone was supporting him. Also, there seems to be a lot of people around.
Han Zhiyuan shook his head and forced his eyes to open. He saw that he was in a huge hall with a dizzying ceiling and eye-popping luxury. When he looked up, there were brilliant crystals everywhere. The things flashed dazzlingly, and there were people everywhere, all wearing luxurious suits and dresses, holding a goblet in their hands, their faces full of joy, and their eyes seemed to be watching themselves. Han Zhiyuan was startled again, could it be a banquet
Han Zhiyuan was dizzy, so he shook his head vigorously again, but at this moment, there was a string of laughter in his ears.
"Old Han, you're not a fool, just drink this little and you'll be drunk."
"That's right, today is your big day. How can you get drunk after drinking so little, and lose our brother's face."
"I can't wait to go to the bridal chamber, right?" A slightly wretched voice.
"Hey hey hey, your kid is just lucky, you can marry a major general as a daughter-in-law, I don't know how many lives you have cultivated."
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There seemed to be two or three people, chatting with each other, causing Han Zhiyuan a headache, but the words "big day", "major general" and "daughter-in-law" exploded in Han Zhiyuan's mind like bombs. Bang bang, although there was a lump in my head that I couldn't understand what was going on, I somehow felt that this was definitely a great event.
Especially the word "wife" made Han Zhiyuan sweat and his hair turned upside down. If he married a daughter-in-law, wouldn't he be torn apart by the Demon King when he went back? Bad luck? No, he was in an accident.
It was so terrifying, Han Zhiyuan had a splitting headache, and the next second, his whole body fell into darkness.