After enmity with the main god [quick wear]

Yan Zhao pulled away from the memories, quietly watching Rong Yu who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Rong Yu would never sleep so defenseless in front of him before.Every time he appeared in the devil king's bedroom, he was arrested for any disagreement.Rong and Hui immediately woke up, and made fun of him lazily on the bright side, but on the inside, he was on high alert, playing around in every possible way, counting the time to escape.

The devil likes to sleep deeply, wants to have a good dream in comfort, and even takes a soft couch with him when fleeing, but he has never allowed Rong Yu to sleep peacefully.

He is probably Rong Yu's nightmare.

...the things I've done in the past are all bad things.Yan Zhao felt extremely regretful.

Even if the real culprit died a miserable death at his hands, the injustice he caused to Rong Yu is irreversible.If the Demon King was not strong enough, he might have killed him by mistake when we first met.

When he was pointed at by his golden sword back then, the momentary expression of despair in the demon king's eyes was like a thorn in his heart, which Yan Zhao will never forget.

Facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes is not enough to erase his mistakes in judgment, he deserves to stay in the wall and reflect.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Zhao lost even the rosiness caused by embarrassment, and his face showed a trace of paleness.

There is no light in the room, and the eyesight of a senior zombie is enough for him to see everything in his field of vision very clearly.

Her appearance and sleeping posture are very bad, and the quilt does not cover her body properly at all.He was lying on his side curled up into a small ball, hugging the pillow tightly in his arms, in an extremely insecure position.

The proud and powerful demon king is so fragile when he is asleep.

Why so insecure?

It is not difficult for Yan Zhao to imagine that during the pursuit, Rong and the countless times he was chased in his sleep woke up, and dealing with him must have left a psychological shadow...

These traumatic sequelae are all sins of their own making.

There was a trace of pain in the apex of the heart, which quickly spread to the entire atrium.

He was born as the sun god, whose radiance shines on all living beings, and fraternity means that there is no partiality, the most affectionate and the most ruthless.

In the past, he had competed with the evil gods for the position of the main god in the world of gods, and the evil gods with selfishness and evil in their divinity were willing to give up their power and authority for love.

Yan Zhao doesn't understand why love has such magical power.He watched the great world go by with cold eyes. He had seen many love affairs and love affairs, but he had never been involved in them, and he didn't know what it was like. He just found them so boring.

When a god has seen too many worlds, even fresh and interesting stories will become boring, and love stories are naturally included.He has guarded the Ten Thousand God Realm for countless years, and his heart has long since lost its waves.

Until the defected demon king was born out of nowhere, forcing him to leave the world of gods, and truly chase after him to the great world, experiencing the prosperity of the secular world.Those worlds are no longer the cold screens that develop step by step in his eyes, he can experience their beauty personally.

The most beautiful scenery among them is Rong Yu in red.

There was a ripple in his heart, but he didn't know why.

Now he finally understands what love is, it has become a vast ocean, but his sweetheart has been pushed to the other side by him, and there is a sea of ​​deep hatred and blood in the middle.

Yan Zhao: "..."

Headache, what to do with this situation.

Yan Zhao was distressed here, Rong Yu turned over, kicked the quilt away, and the pair of long legs under the pajamas could not be covered.

Yan Zhao laughed, afraid that his mortal body would catch a cold, so he used the space-type ability to suspend the quilt in the air, loosen it in mid-air, and cover Rong Yu tightly.

Rong and Wuan lived for a while, turned over, and kicked off the quilt again.

Yan Zhao had no choice but to repeat the old trick, becoming a qualified quilt tool zombie.

The next day, when Rong Yu woke up, he saw a person embedded in the wall.

Oh, to be precise, a zombie.

Or a great god?

Never mind, it's a humanoid anyway.

This scene was supposed to be a scene from a thriller movie, but Yan Zhao's face was so handsome that it hung on the wall like a mural, as if he was on the set of an art film.

Rong Yu still disliked the ugly wallpaper of this house last night, but with Yan Zhao's decoration, it instantly became pleasing to the eye.

Rong Yu yawned, and said vaguely, "You can come out now, go to the bathroom to clean up."

Staying in the wall overnight, must be covered with wall dust.

Yan Zhao immediately went to the bathroom and quickly washed himself with water system abilities.He didn't dare to use the power of any main god, otherwise Rong Yu would definitely notice the fluctuation of divine power.

Yan Zhao didn't want to fight him.

He will never fight against him again... But the other party probably has the intention of killing him.

In the small world, they are almost always chasing and fleeing, and rarely confront each other head-on.One is that the Demon King lost to the Lord God when he got tough, and the other is that a battle of their level will definitely affect the world, causing more serious time and space loopholes, and even the fall of countless small worlds.The magic power of Ronghe in its heyday is already equivalent to the main god level, and the destructive power of a battle at the main god level can only be endured by the world of gods or black holes.The only time Yan Zhao hurt Rong Yu was in the black hole when they first met.

The small world can't stand their seriousness, especially this low-level world, even half of their strength can't bear it.Yan Zhao naturally wanted to avoid fighting with divine power, lest the world collapse.And if you want to avoid fighting skills... it's better to continue to hide your identity for the time being.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee tolerance and not to beat him.

After all, judging from the memory of the soul, Rong Yu seemed to have unsealed his power, and Chi Jin did not restrain him.

If the blood jade bracelet knew what Yan Zhao was thinking, it would just let out a cold snort: Lord God, from my point of view, you have been with the Great Demon King for several worlds, do I dare to restrain him?

It's a pity that Yan Zhao didn't know it right now.He just thought that the demon king was too powerful, and Chi Jin couldn't seal it completely.

Yan Zhao cleaned himself up, brushed off all the dust, put on clean clothes, and took a picture in front of the mirror to confirm that his appearance was perfect.

Compared with the main god himself, this body is still slightly inferior, but he is already the top handsome guy in human aesthetics.Originally, Yan Zhao had no idea about appearance, and only wanted to pursue strength without caring about appearance. However, Rong Yu's appearance control attribute was so obvious that Yan Zhao also cared about appearance.

He tried his best to practice smiling in front of the mirror - he heard that a smile would bring people a good mood, and he hoped that Rong Yu could look at him more pleasingly.

After putting on an impeccable expression, Yan Zhao pushed open the door, and the corners of his mouth drooped as soon as he walked out, losing expression control.

Just because Rong Yu was eating compressed biscuits for breakfast.

Hot, fresh food is already a rarity in the apocalypse.Cooking food requires fire, and now human production has almost stagnated, and a lighter can sell for sky-high prices.It is even more extravagant to let people with fire abilities cook. Most of the people in this world are ordinary people.

Compressed biscuits are a must-have to fill your stomach.

But it definitely doesn't taste good.

Yan Zhao has long since ceased to be the supreme God who guarded the Realm of Ten Thousand Gods for thousands of years. He has seen many things in the Great Thousand World, and he knows that such a life is definitely not life, but survival.

The former devil king was born to enjoy life, even if he was desperate, he would not compromise on the quality of life.At that time, Yan Zhao felt that he was extravagant and wasteful, but now seeing Rong Yu being so "thrifty and frugal", he found it glaring, and his heart sank immediately.

He felt that Rong Yu should live in luxury and comfort, only then could he be worthy of the pride and dignity of the Demon King.

"Don't eat this in the future." Yan Zhao couldn't help but said.

Rong Yu looked at him strangely: "Do you want to starve me to death?"

These words were like a knife cutting fiercely in Yan Zhao's heart.The other party was originally a demon, and it was fine not to eat, but now trapped in a human body, he will also make ends meet.

The chief culprit for this is himself again.

Yan Zhao didn't speak, he was already blaming himself to death.

Rong Yu snorted lightly, and continued to bite the biscuit.

He can live without it.The zombie virus did not infect animals. After the apocalypse, the number of human beings has been greatly reduced, but the number of wild animals has increased. As long as he has the heart, he can catch a bunch of prey, which are all delicious ingredients.

It's just that he doesn't want to learn to cook.

The big devil king doesn't stick to the sun, and would rather treat his own stomach badly than step into the kitchen.

He just wants to wait for the sun to cook for him.

But now this sun is less worldly than him.

Tsk, the more I think about it, the more useless it becomes.Rong Yu ruthlessly broke off the biscuit in his hand, biting it into pieces like the sun.

They walked together for a few more days.When resting at night, Yan Zhao would enter the same room with Rong Yu, and then consciously seal himself into the wall.

Yan Zhao didn't want to go to the next door, and he was not allowed to sleep in the room, so he came up with such a compromise.When Rong Yu's anger subsides, Yan Zhao no longer needs to be a mural.

Although Rong Yu didn't express a single opinion on Yan Zhao's actions, Yan Zhao knew in his heart that once he really went to sleep next door, he would never get closer to Rong Yu.

This mural must be appropriate.

During the day, Yan Zhao was also in charge of driving, and when the car was parked, Rong Yu rested in the car, and Yan Zhao went out to collect crystal nuclei by himself.

They said they were collecting crystal nuclei, but they were actually doing something else.Yan Zhao neither intends to be anti-human, nor will he destroy this small world, there is no need to upgrade the body of this zombie king.The meaning of his stay in this world is entirely to make peace and cultivate feelings, and save the world by the way.

Therefore, the zombie king was not doing his job properly, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the high-level zombies.He has another big thing to do now.

Ever since he saw Rong Yu's food, Yan Zhao felt depressed, but he didn't know what to do.Until one time when I was searching for supplies in the supermarket, I accidentally took a cookbook.

Yan Zhao understood.

He has to teach himself to cook.

As soon as he said it, he did it, so Yan Zhao devoted himself to hunting all kinds of delicious beasts and throwing them into the space to keep them fresh.When entering various small supermarkets to collect supplies, focus on cleaning pots, pans and various recipes.

He made up his mind to improve Rongyu's food and cook him delicious and hearty meals.

If you want to grasp Rong Yu's heart, you must first grasp Rong Yu's stomach.

I can no longer call Rong and eat that kind of suffering.

……

"So, that's why you blew up the kitchen and almost set the house on fire?" Rong Yu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the plate of blackened chicken wings in front of him.

Yan Zhao: "..."

The first time you do an experiment, you will inevitably make mistakes.

Yan Zhao picked up the plate: "I'll try a few more times, this plate should be discarded." He couldn't stand it anymore.

Rong Yu held down his hand, picked up the chopsticks, tore open a small piece of chicken, and tasted it in his mouth.

He remembered that the first time he ate the food cooked by the sun was in Wen Yichu's world.At that time, Taiyang's food was already delicious, so he still considered it to be an extraordinary talent.

Thinking about it now... Sure enough, this is Sun's first real cooking.

Yan Zhao asked a little nervously: "How is it? I know it's not well done, I mean, at least compared to compressed biscuits..."

"One hurts the taste, the other hurts the stomach." Rong and objective evaluation.

Yan Zhao understood the same pronunciation.

It's over.He really shouldn't have meddled in the kitchen.His old friend, the evil god, had already told him that cooking is a difficult task, why didn't he believe in evil?Rongrong must be even angrier now...

"You don't need to stay inside the wall tonight." Rong Yu said again.

Yan Zhao was startled.

"Although the result is not very good, you are willing to learn how to cook for me." Rong and curled his lips, "It's just that you need to practice more."

Yan Zhao's eyes lit up: "The meaning of not staying behind the wall is..."

"Sleep on the floor."

"..."

That's okay, it's a big improvement anyway.