Familiar tone, familiar action.
Looking at the arrogant little dwarf in front of him, he didn't expect it to be this guy.
It is really exciting to meet an old friend in such a harsh environment. But in an instant, Ye Zichen restrained the surprise on his face, raised his hand and slapped him on the head.
"Shut up for me!"
It wasn't that Ye Zichen was angry, it was just his way of greeting the dwarf.
I believe that if he still remembers their first meeting at that time, the little dwarf will definitely remember this familiar feeling, as well as the familiar slap.
The feel is still the same, still the same hand.
Looking at the red palm and recalling the familiar touch, Ye Zichen couldn't help but cherish the memory.
"You... rude!" The little dwarf shouted angrily with his eyes wide open.
He is the great demon Mr. Purul, the demon is above all races, how can someone touch the back of the noble head.
It's just that his appearance and height, even if he is angry, are so funny.
threatening
It doesn't exist at all!
"Oh, look at why you are so angry, I'm not saying hello to you." Ye Zichen smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't tell me that slap just now didn't make you feel it. Does it feel familiar at all?"
Familiarity!
The little dwarf pursed his lips and pondered for a while, and it was really a little bit familiar to say.
"Well, the great Mr. Purul will spare you."
"No problem, little dwarf!"
"Call me the great Mr. Purul, or Lord Demon!"
"No problem, little dwarf!"
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before the bonfire.
Ye Zichen and Prull were sitting against one side of the wall, and they could still see the raging storm outside from the entrance of the promenade.
Facing the name of the dwarf, Puller wanted to resist, but his resistance was ignored by Ye Zichen, and in the end he could only let Ye Zichen call him that, but he would still repeat later that he was great demon.
"Little dwarf!"
"Call me the great Mr. Purul, or call me Lord Demon!" Purul was very angry, but he couldn't beat Ye Zichen by force, so he could only sullenly said, "Why?"
"The time corridor is moving, right? When can we get out of here?"
"The great Purul does not know!"
Ye Zichen couldn't help but slapped him on the head through the air with his righteous tone. Purul was extremely annoyed, but looking at this powerful guy who didn't know how to behave, he could only meditate in his heart not to care about him.
Purul swore that if Ye Chen dared to be so presumptuous in his dynasty, he would definitely pay the price.
"Hey, you guys are really funny."
Ye Zichen, who was leaning against the wall, grinned at Purul, "Obviously he is a little dwarf with no mana, but he wants to call himself an adult, and he also says that he is some kind of devil."
"The great Purul is the devil!"
"Really? Why does the great Mr. Demon have no demon power now. When I used to read books in this world, the Demon Race was one of the most powerful races, almost comparable to the Protoss."
"Bah, how can the despicable Protoss be compared with our Demon Race?"
When it comes to the extraterrestrial god race, Purul spat fiercely.
From his eyes, Ye Zichen saw strong resentment, and could see that he knew the Protoss, and he had held grudges against the Protoss for a long time.
That kind of resentful eyes, like wanting to strip the gods of life and death.
"I feel like you have some stories with the Protoss, do you want to tell me?"
"Why does the great Purul tell these things to a lower creature like you."
Prul hummed, Ye Zichen raised his hand when he heard the words, Prul quickly covered the back of his head, how funny it looked.
With a slight smile, Ye Zichen put his hand down.
"Well, a low-level creature like me should not touch the great Mr. Demon."
"You're funny!"
Purul forced a cold snort, but he forgot that he had just raised his hand and hugged his head in fear when he faced Ye Zichen, the lower-level creature in his eyes.
"Hey… "
For a long time, in the silent corridor of time, Purul suddenly waved at Ye Zichen.
Ye Zichen glanced at him a few times, and saw Prull licking his lips, as if he was whispering something indescribable.
"Do you have any food to give to Lord Demon?"
"what?"
Ye Zichen was stunned for a moment. Although Prul's voice was very soft, he could still hear it clearly. His astonishment was that Prul still needed food.
In fact, Ye Zichen believes that this guy is a devil!
The definition of the devil outside has always been a symbol of evil, and only those who are really a devil, or just a half-assed devil, who are working hard towards the devil will always talk about the devil.
He was rather surprised that a dignified demon could even eat food.
Purul's face flushed red when asked by Ye Zichen, but he still gritted his teeth and glared at him with fierce eyes.
"The great Lord Purul wants you to get some food, don't worry, the great Lord Purul will definitely make up for you in the future."
"You're already so familiar, you don't have to keep holding your identity with me. Even if you say that you are a big man, you're still a dwarf in my heart, aren't you?" Ye Zichen sighed and smiled, "Otherwise, we are on the same level. If you call me big brother, if I call you brother, I will give you food."
"The great Purul cannot accept this insult!"
"Then you're going to be hungry!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Zichen also took out a few hams and bread from the ring. He wasn't actually hungry, he was deliberately greedy for the dwarf on the other side.
The moment the food appeared, Purul's saliva swallowed like a tide.
"Well, the great Purul has granted your request."
"Hey, you can't do this, remember what I said just now?" Ye Zichen smiled.
Of course Puller remembers!
Just let him call a human elder brother from a lower plane, he really...
"Big brother, please also give the younger brother some food." Prul raised his hand high above his head, his eyes full of piety and begging.
Ye Zichen smiled lightly and threw the bread and ham towards him.
It could be seen that Pruhl was really starving, and he ate all three breads and two hams.
"You humans are really a group that will enjoy!"
Puller burped comfortably, smiled happily, and licked the milk stains off his fingers. Ye Zichen didn't respond to this, but smiled at him. "Since you're full, let's talk about it... It looks like you're in more trouble than me, don't you?"