Close the door, let the devil out

He didn't mention that although the main purpose of his coming to Earth was to find Qin Mu, he didn't deny that he planned to let darkness fall.

Aggression is not unique to other worlds.

Seeing the big demon king's "everything is within my expectation" look, Qin Mu couldn't help but sneer and sarcastically said: "Hmph, I don't know who the pitiful reincarnation is. For 1000 years, I got impatient to wait, and almost replaced it with my own weapon, and in the end... eh? I was forced to come back and I don’t know why?”

"Uh..." Parrians was suddenly choked by Qin Mu. He rubbed his nose with a wry smile and changed his mind. He wrapped his arms around Qin Mu's waist with one hand, supported his knees with the other hand, and gave Qin Mu a cry. Exclaiming, he hugged him horizontally, and said with a smirk: "So I'm here to make amends now, dear, won't you refuse?"

"..." How thick is your face? Can the forbidden curse be pierced?

Addicted to lovesickness, affectionate at meeting, under the fire of thunder and fire, the two greasy and crooked have finally achieved a positive result. As for how Qin Mu was stripped naked, and how the big devil stripped naked, or was suppressed and wanted to counterattack, In the end, he was held down in this way, changed his posture, moaned and begged for mercy... let's not mention it for now.

After the last catharsis, Qin Mu tremblingly let go of his fingers gripping the bed sheet, lay down on the messy bed, closed his red eyes, and grasped Pali limply. Anse's arm, "Don't forget... clean the bed... don't leave evidence..."

After speaking, his body collapsed, and he officially fell asleep.

Parrians picked up Qin Mu refreshedly, walked into the bathroom next to the bedroom, and prepared to clean up the things left in Qin Mu's body.

Then, after almost turning off the faucet and flooding the bathroom, he finally cleaned up Qin Mu and carried him out after eating enough tofu. However, the messy bed and the traces of water stains made it difficult for Parianth.

Nowadays, it seems very difficult for the big demon king who only has the power of darkness and destruction to cast the cleaning spell, but if Qin Mu wakes up and finds that the bed sheet still retains the passion of yesterday, I believe that young master Qin, who is furious from embarrassment, will definitely not have another passionate show .

So after all kinds of considerations, His Majesty the Demon King, who didn't expect to wash the sheets obediently according to the steps, finally chose to directly destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces.

But His Majesty the Demon King, when the servant came to change the bedding, he found that there was one key missing, so I wonder if he would think too much...

……

When the Great Demon King was summoned by the sickle to open the gate of another world and travel from the Milan world to the 21st century, a person, no, a demon stepped into that gate earlier.

Berthir Ananga, as Qin Mu's father in another world, one of the former four dark dukes, is known as the soul of war, and possesses the legendary god-level strength, a series of brilliant achievements and a noble status. , He was chosen by the Demon King to be called together to enter the road to the earth.

However, when Parrians appeared alone on the streets of London, he would find that the two had actually separated.

Now that the Great Demon King has successfully entered the gate of the Qin family and successfully ate his own treasure, it can be said that the purpose of this trip has been achieved. As for another loyal subordinate, he must have been completely forgotten in the gentle village.

So, Mr. Devil, you have to rely on your own efforts, and there is no way out for him.

The dark night, the stars hide in the clouds

On the seashore, the howling wind brings salty and humid air and the waves of the sea. The waves hit the rocks one after another and break, lonely and heroic.

On the strange rocks in the forest, there is a person sitting vaguely on the rock that has been hit most violently by the waves.

Looking carefully, it was a child, hugging his knees and looking at the rough sea from a distance, because the night was too dark, his expression and face could not be seen clearly, but there was a touch of loneliness and confusion.

Suddenly he raised his head, turned around slowly, and for some reason stood a few figures on the beach.

The robes fluttering in the wind and the cross that shines brightly at any time show their identities.

There were such disgusting organizations everywhere, and the boy's expression in the shadows suddenly became disgusted.

The wind blew away the clouds, and the shy moon, accompanied by the stars, finally shed its light gently, and through this, the boy's face could be seen clearly.

Short black hair, big black and white eyes, fair and smooth skin, reddish cheeks with dimples, a very cute oriental bun face, looks only three or four years old, beautiful enough to arouse the love of any woman.

However, none of the adults standing on the shore dared to relax their vigilance, and even held up a cross to treat him solemnly, as if the cute child opposite was a demon... Yes, he was indeed a demon.

The boy stood up, leaped lightly, drew a perfect arc in the air, and landed among the priests of the Holy See.

He was wearing a neat and neat miniature dark green military uniform, and his shiny black leather boots with silver trim walked casually for two steps. He was dressed in a dark suit with only a hexagonal snowflake-shaped badge on his shoulder emitting a faint silver light that could not be ignored. Putting it in the waistband of his trousers, he raised his chin and swept these people casually.

The people who were frightened reflexively took a step back, giving him more space. They didn't try to take a small step forward until they could react.

"Heh..." The boy gave a low laugh, with a childish voice, but that cute bun face showed contempt that didn't match his age.

Wherever he went, the timid habit of human beings remained unchanged.

Stretching out his hand to move his knuckles, but his fat and short fingers now make him quite disgusted. This is at least what it looked like 4000 years ago? When I was born 100 years ago, I was a poor child with small stature, short limbs, thick fingers, fat all over my body, and being touched by my parents every step I took.

His expression suddenly became grim.

At that time, the age when he was so cute that the demons of the four major families always liked to take advantage of him was definitely not a fond memory of Bersheer.

And all this is thanks to the human beings in front of me!

May I ask if he wants to meet his son with this look of biting his fingernails and making a fuss?Go allegiance to His Majesty the Great Demon King?

What is his reputation!Where is the majesty of the father!

Or in other words, who is whose son!Ah, bastard!

Boshir was roaring inwardly, his facial expression became more and more terrifying, and murderous aura suddenly emerged from the body of the three or four-year-old boy.

You all die for me!

The fat arms stretched out, the fat little hands opened, and the fleshy palm shone with a cold light, and then a black giant sword pierced out of his palm, and the short fingers grasped the hilt for a moment, bursts of cold A murderous aura emanates from the pale sword peak, and the air becomes tense and explosive due to the creation of this giant sword. The darkness seems to keep pouring into the sword body, giving more and more powerful oppression.

"Everyone be careful!" A priest in the Holy See shouted to his companions, the cross in his hand was emitting a strong holy light.

They could never forget how this powerful demon escaped from their well-designed formation and killed many of their companions.

Boshir raised his arm and swung the giant sword at least twice his size casually, as if it could crush his small body at any time, then he put it on his shoulder without any pressure, raised his free hand, and stood He hooked his plump middle finger, and said rather arrogantly: "Come on, I will send you to see the God of Creation."

The author has something to say: Hey, everyone guessed it, isn't it very cheating?

Anyway, I let the devil dad come out, so I am irresponsible, wahaha... (Your laughter is too scary)

PS: Thanks again to kathleenpi for throwing a landmine, so touched!

unlucky series

The matter should be replayed to a few days ago, that is, the moment when Bershire walked through the gate of another world with a little nervousness, a sense of expectation, and a little bit of evil psychology, and entered the 21st century... The gears of fate have already started to spin.

The devil has the fate of a devil, that is, he cannot escape the fate of being summoned by evil human beings.

As for Bershear, luck was really bad.

It stands to reason that the more evil the ritual, the more precious the sacrifice, the stronger the summoner's own strength, the stronger the demon summoned, and the strength has reached the level of a god like Bershire, basically no one can reach it. this standard.

However, everything is possible.

Darkness, any world is connected, and the essence of demons is basically the same. When Bershir came to the earth, he was bound by the laws of the earth, that is, the demon summoned by the humans who have gloriously boarded the earth.

Furthermore, His Majesty the Great Demon King's strength is greatly reduced because of the law. As a member of the Dark People, Berthir is no match for the Great Demon King, and the suppression of natural forces is even more serious.

So by various coincidences, Bershear was called.

Summon it, just summon it, it's not that Bershire has never worked in this industry, after all, demons also have integrity.

Signing a contract with humans, fulfilling their wishes, and then collecting sacrifices is a business process, and those humans who are willing to sign a contract with demons can't escape killing, curse, power... These aspects are difficult to say The coefficient is not very large, and for a veteran like Bershire, practice makes perfect.

Just, another just.

This time, Bossier was in charge of the bad luck, and he met the best.The one who summoned him was a man with an unappetizing appearance, a wretched expression, and a desire so vicious that even Bersheer couldn't stand it.