The realm of death is the most terrifying place in the world, where there are the darkest skies and the most terrifying monsters, and no one should venture there. Otherwise, there is no return.
—Human Folk Gossip Part 2
His Majesty the Demon King was ready to go, eagerly awakening his Demon Dragon and stepping on it.
"Now, it's time to see my little cuties."
His Majesty the Demon King said while standing on the Demon Dragon, with a happy smile on his face.
But based on the mask he put on his face, none of the servants standing around noticed this.
Only the wind blowing through the robe lifted his hair, and the slightly trembling tail reflected a little bit of his happiness.
"Roar-"
The demon dragon roared after that, spread its wide wings, and flew from the backyard of the castle with a mighty force, and set off from the castle with the demon king.
After taking off, the wind was even faster, and His Majesty the Demon King took off the mask in the wind, took a big breath of fresh air, and laughed arrogantly: "Hahahaha, go to see my little cuties~"
When there is no one, you don't have to maintain the majesty of His Majesty the Demon King, that's great~
His Majesty the Demon King sat on the Demon Dragon and stretched out his hand to embrace the wind. The Demon Dragon continued to fly hard, twitching its tail when the Demon King was happy.
Then the good mood of His Majesty the Demon King lasted for a long time, letting his blue eyes sway wildly, looking at his thriving realm all the way—
A demon was losing his temper and smashed his house.
His Majesty the Demon King nodded: "Very well, as a wealthy and casual Demon Race, you should be able to vent your emotions anytime and anywhere, regardless of the consequences."
There are two demons fighting, and a charming girl is standing next to them.
His Majesty the Demon King applauded from the air: "Yes, as a powerful Demon Race, you should speak with your strength when there is a conflict." If you like it, go grab it, if you want to fight, you will fight, and your strength is respected. This is iron blood.
Several demons are out in the wild...
His Majesty the Demon King rubbed his eyes and confirmed:
Uh, hand in. match.
After seeing it clearly, His Majesty the Demon King lowered his head, covered his eyes, and continued to praise: "Well done, the demon population is sparse and the birth rate is declining, the entire race looks like an elderly society, they are doing it for the next generation. It is worthy of encouragement to contribute to the birth.”
The Demon Dragon flicked its tail and responded twice as usual. His Majesty the Demon King opened his eyes when the Demon Dragon reminded himself again, seeing those people being left behind like the previous scene.
Only then did he laugh again, suppressing the blush that had just risen on his face: "My realm is indeed full of life!"
The Demon Dragon roared twice in agreement, His Majesty the Demon King sat on its back, and stopped looking around after coming to a conclusion. It was only when he reached the thorn forest, which he had specially opened up in a remote area, that he faced down and jumped from the Demon Dragon. go down.
The robe swayed in the wind, and the long golden hair of His Majesty the Demon King was thrown back in a beautiful curve.
His Majesty the Demon King held the mask like this, stood in the realm of death, and after caring for several monsters, he stretched out his other hand and pulled a thick, thorny, dark purple vine over.
He smiled and looked at it, and then was shocked when he found that the spikes on the vine had fallen off a lot, and the whole person was petrified in place.
The vines rubbed against his hand and acted like a spoiled child. His Majesty the Demon King froze, and it took a while to gradually recover from the previous state. He closed his mouth and touched the vines distressedly: "Are you sick?"
This vine was planted by him. It has been growing for five or six years. It has been vigorous and developed well, and the thorns on its body are getting harder and harder. Why is it suddenly like this? When I came to see it in the fall, it was still as lively as before.
But Vine couldn't speak, so he continued to rub against him, rubbing left and right.
His Majesty the Demon King felt its closeness and felt a little sad, so he promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely find someone to heal you! Don't be afraid!"
The vines were still rubbing against him, spinning around in his hands.
Seeing this, His Majesty the Demon King felt sick and continued to move around. It was not good, so he pressed the vine back, and found some dead leaves around to cover the vine, and said cherishly: "You just rest here, I will go right away. Find someone to heal you."
The vine struggles again, and His Majesty the Demon King presses again.
Then, His Majesty the Demon King walked out of the realm of death after covering the vines with a "quilt", and began to seriously think, who can heal his little cutie
After thinking about it, after excluding the dukes who had no experience in keeping pets, the marquis who had been beaten by himself, and the earls who occupied the continent every day, His Majesty the Demon King suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought that there was a man in the Oran Empire who was knowledgeable and friendly. A well-informed princess.
He stepped on the magic dragon, struttingly caught the princess to the realm of death, and looked around when the princess refused to answer the question.
The princess was shivering with the wind.
He took the princess back to the castle to avoid the magic vines, and the princess died first.
But the princess remained silent in the castle.
His Majesty the Demon King pondered.
- Now that there are questions, and there are people who answer them, what else is missing in the middle
When he couldn't get an answer, he touched his mask and ran to intimidate the princess: "If you don't help me cure the magic vine, I will kill you!"
His Majesty the Demon King sincerely threatened the princess, and the face under the mask also took on a serious look.
The princess shuddered. His Majesty the Demon King stood there with satisfaction, waiting for an answer he needed.
The next second, the princess turned around and directly pulled up the chair next to her and smashed it, her expression even more vicious than his—
"dream!"
The author has something to say:
True Three Views Hydrogen Demon King:
fight? Alright, alright, the demons are so bloody!
waste? Alright, alright, the demons are so arrogant!
Field battle? Alright, alright, that's how the demons need descendants!
ps. Please pay attention to the impact next time, thank you.