A companion beast dressed as the villain of the Great Demon King

Ling Jiu had ten seconds, and his memory was blank.

He thought he might still be dreaming.

Strangely, the scene in front of him was completely familiar to him.

There are two young men in front. The one on the left wears a blindfold and has a pair of eyes that are extremely strange.

The cedar-like boy on the right is a Qilin, second only to Suzaku in terms of lethality.

Then this magnificent building in front of me should be the Demon King's Palace, right?

Why dream about games?Could it be that you have been pushed too hard recently, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night?

Ling Jiu looked around for a while, and belatedly realized that he was actually sitting in a round container similar to a bathtub, and the container was suspended in the air!

I'm stupid, no wonder the angle of view is so high, so it's not God's angle of view? !

This panicked, he felt the container shaking!

Seeing the boss flapping his little wings in the shell, the third child was dumbfounded, "What is he doing?"

The fifth child did not understand what was going on now.

The eldest was born much earlier than them, and even after waking up after several deep sleeps, they had never seen the appearance of the eldest and cub.

Ling Jiu flustered more and more, and the more he thumped and shook, the more he swayed, and finally threw his face to the ground.

He felt like a ball bouncing twice on the ground, and rolling a few more times.

It doesn't hurt, it really is a dream.

Suddenly there was a loud bang bang in his ear, he looked in the direction of the sound, and two more youths ran over.

The tough guy in the white plush coat in the front is the white tiger, and the young boy in the back is the nine-tailed fox.

The second child, Baihu, stepped out of the balcony door, dazed.

What is that little chicken-like creature on the ground?

The fourth nine-tailed fox ran too fast, the white tiger in front braked suddenly, and bumped into it. After seeing the situation clearly, it was also confused.

Is this fucking joke overdone?

The second child looked at the Demon King, "Your Majesty, this is...?"

The devil clenched his fists tightly, and then he controlled his fingertips from trembling. He walked over a few steps, squatted down in front of the cub, and stretched out his hand towards it, "Jiujiu."

When Ling Jiu heard her name, she recovered from admiring the work, and raised her head along the corner of her black clothes.

From the long gown embroidered with black dark patterns, to the slender and straight fingers, to the face he was all too familiar with, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

A few strands of satin-like hair hung down her shoulders. The other party's skin was creamy, and his cold eyes looked a little too cold. The high nose bridge, the gracefully curved chin, and the lightly parted thin lips were all just right. A single point will ruin the beauty.

Every pore has grown to his liking.

He pinched this face countless times, digging out the details repeatedly, reinventing the wheel and starting over again. Countless all-nighters forced himself to collapse. Ling Jiu felt that he could not be so attentive to the person he loved the most.

It is no exaggeration to say that he will never be able to produce such a perfect work again in his life.

He also imagined that if the devil could come back to life, what would they say, what would they do, and they would become friends?family?partner?or other relationships.

And the answers to these questions were right in front of his eyes.

His eyes were a little hot.

As expected of him!So fucking beautiful!So much hard work was not in vain!It was so beautiful that he burst into tears...

"Chirp!"

The other four ferocious beasts saw that the boss, who was enjoying the scenery leisurely just now, suddenly stretched out his small wings to the devil with tears in his eyes, looking like a pitiful little one begging for a hug.

The third child and the fifth child: "..." The boss is right to be so shameless.

The second child and the fourth child: "..." This ancestral trick of showing off cuteness is still in use.

Ling Jiu saw the devil's hand approaching, but retracted a little when it touched him.

Maybe he will never have this kind of dream again in the future. This is a rare opportunity. Right now, he really wants to touch the devil's face... and other places.

He ran over automatically and consciously, and jumped into the palm of the devil's hand.

Soft!warm!

He lay down and rolled in the hands of the devil, feeling overwhelmed with happiness!

As expected of him!What a nice touch!

The Demon King hurriedly put his other hand aside, for fear that he would fall out.

I haven't seen him so lively for many years, the devil's brows and eyes softened, and he brought him to his chest and rubbed the soft fur on his back.

"Welcome home, Jiujiu."

In the evening, the Demon Palace.

There were two young people sitting on both sides of the long oval table, the devil sat on the top seat, and a serious red chicken cub squatted in his arms.

The atmosphere at the table was not harmonious.

The second child asked hesitantly: "Boss, you haven't even forgotten the Suzaku inheritance, have you?"

Ling Jiu glanced at him, and picked the devil's palm with his toes.

After a few hours of understanding, he already knew that he was not dreaming, but transmigrated into the game and became the killing god Suzaku.

Suzaku's combat data is almost equal to that of the Demon King, and it is the last trump card of the Demon King. As far as the current game version is concerned, it is almost invincible.

But the problem now is that he only took on the body of Suzaku, but he didn't inherit anything.

It's like a full-level boss who is covered in top-level equipment. The system strips off all his equipment, empties his backpack, and washes his skills.

Nothing but grades.

The third child said with a smile, "I think we should ask the boss first if he can still talk."

The fourth child was sitting very close to Ling Jiu. He leaned over to sniff and asked curiously, "Boss, do you still remember who we are?"

The fifth child frowned, "In his current state, I'm afraid there is no way to ignite the sparks in the sky."

Ling Jiu felt that she should defend herself a few words.

Although the Suzaku is small, it is also a murder weapon, and it is also very fierce!

He cleared his throat and was about to say something, "Chirp, chirp... chirp? Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

No matter what you want to say, the sound you make is the same!Could it be that he really couldn't speak? !

Seeing that the hair on his head was drooping, the Demon King put the delicacies prepared by the servants on the table, touched his little head, "Don't worry, let's eat first."

As expected of the person he pinched, so gentle!

Ling Jiu looked at it very touched, but was frightened by the densely packed worms in the bowl and sat down in the palm of his hand, the hair all over his body exploded.

WTF?This is his meal? !

The Demon King picked up a fat green worm and fed it to his mouth, "This is the magic bamboo worm you liked to eat most when you were young."

Whether it's a magic bamboo worm or a green bamboo worm!Ling Jiu flapped her wings and desperately squeezed into the arms of the Demon King, "Chirp Chirp Chirp!

The worm had a mouth full of fangs. It seemed that it wasn't he who wanted to eat the worm, but the worm who wanted to eat him!

"Why don't you eat it?" The devil put down the worm, his voice was a little low, "You don't like it?"

Ling Jiu nodded like a pounding garlic, and glanced around the table. Little Wing pointed at the rice in front of Lao Wu, and tried to make a different tone with the only one word.

The devil knew it, and asked his servant to bring rice.

Fifth child: "The boss has lived in the outside world for many years, and he has probably gotten used to the way humans eat."

The third child: "Yeah, I'm not used to eating things from the Demon Realm either. I haven't eaten potato chips for a long time. It will be great when we can connect the Demon Realm and the Human Realm."

Fourth child: "Are the potato chips delicious?"

The four of them didn't know where they turned the topic, only Ling Jiu kept paying attention to the face of the Demon King....

When Lao Wu was speaking, Ling Jiu keenly felt that the devil was a little angry, but he soon lost his mind on it, and was really impressed by the devil's feeding skills.

Not a single bite of rice was delivered to his mouth smoothly!

Either it was sprinkled halfway through delivery, or it was all leaked out when it was delivered to the mouth.

The Demon King had no hope, so he could only try his best to lower his head and eat the rice that was on his body, wings, and palms.

As soon as you are born, you must learn to be self-reliant and pick up "garbage" to eat by yourself.

Until he couldn't eat any more, he raised his wings to block in front of the spoon, patted his round belly, and belched to show that he was full.

Seeing that his round belly was stretched out in the palm of his hand, the devil lightly poked it with his index finger, and he was relieved after confirming it himself.

In the middle of the night, the other four returned to their respective residences, and Ling Jiu was carried into an extremely luxurious room by the Demon King.

"This is your former room." The devil carried him to a small room connected to the bedroom.

In the middle is a large crystal clear bathtub.

Is this going to give him a bath?

As soon as Ling Jiu had this thought, he saw the devil press the button on the wall, and the bathtub suddenly burst into flames.

The devil kept walking, walked to the bathtub, and made a gesture to put him in it.

Is this a disagreement to roast him?

Ling Jiu opened her mouth and bit the hem of his clothes, twisted her chubby body, and struggled desperately with her short legs.

"Don't want to take a shower?"

Ling Jiu nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.

Take a bath with fire?Will it turn to ashes after washing?

The Demon King pursed his lips, "You used to take a bath every day."

No, no, he's still a baby, he can't stand the fire!

"Okay." The devil reluctantly compromised, and carried him to the big bed.

The bed was already exaggeratedly big, and his body is small now. In such a comparison, he is like a sesame seed dropped on an A4 paper.

But he was finally able to rest safely, and he was relieved.

It's unbelievable to suddenly transmigrate into the game, but luckily he is familiar with everything in the game.

A whole bowl of worms and a burning bathtub suddenly flashed before his eyes, and he discounted the word familiar again.

Most of them are still familiar, right?

There was a sound of clothes falling to the ground, and Ling Jiu looked up, just in time to see the demon king casually throwing the long gown that he had taken off to the ground. He was only wearing a thin undershirt, and sat next to him with his long legs.

"Chirp?" Didn't it mean that this was Suzaku's room?Why is the devil also asleep?

The Demon King's eyes flickered, his hands on the quilt were tightened, and his voice was weak, "I, I used to sleep here too."

"Chirp?" Really?He doesn't believe it.

The devil may also know that this reason is too flimsy, so he changed it, "You are still young, I have to sleep with you."

As if he was afraid that he would doubt him again, the Demon King grabbed him and got into the bed.

Ling Jiu couldn't wait for such a beautiful woman to accompany her to sleep.

He rubbed the demon king's warm palm, pulled a finger, wrapped his two short legs around it, hugged it as a pillow, and stared at the face in front of him flickeringly with mung bean-sized eyes.

"Do you remember my name?" The devil lay on his side, scratching him with his fingertips.

"Chirp?"

In his setting, the devil has no name, because no one is qualified to call the devil by his name.

"Qing Rang, this is the name you gave me." The devil said again: "You used to call me that when there were only the two of us."

His voice was soft and very magnetic, Ling Jiu's ears tickled and his heart beat faster.

"q...qiu..."

Ling Jiu: "..." I can't even pronounce my name, this kind of hemiplegia feels really sour.

"It's Qing... qing..." The devil smiled a little more in his eyes, and taught him the pronunciation softly.

"q...qi...qing..." After working hard for a long time, Ling Jiu felt like a disabled person recovering.

The devil's eyes became soft, and he held him carefully in the palm of his hand, "It doesn't matter if you forget it, just come back."

His voice had a soothing magic power, and Ling Jiu's little anxiety and hesitation dissipated a lot.

I used to be so busy day and night that I was ridiculed by my friends for making so much money but having no time to spend it.

He occasionally wondered if it was time to stop and rest, but he didn't expect it to be in this way.

Is it a good experience to try to be a cub who eats soft food?

That night he had a dream.

In the dream, the red-haired chick was squatting on the branch of a tree, teaching the babbling little Xuanlong to pronounce.

"Qingqing, come and give me a name too."

"Qi... ji... chirp?" Xiaolong murmured for a long time before making a small milky sound.

The red-haired chick touched Xiaolong's head with its wings, "Hahaha... okay, then I will be called Jiujiu from now on."

Xiaolong rubbed his palm, his cheeks were red and he was shy.