Rebirth is haunted by the Demon King

That long sword could seal Sandra, and when he held it in his hand, Lumir could feel a kind of power that he was very familiar with, and he could even control those powers.

Is it left over from his previous life?

But how did he get it when he was brutally persecuted by Sandra in his previous life.

When Lumir returned to the cabin, he happened to meet Sandra who had just come out of the cabin. His face was still gloomy, and he no longer pretended to be pitiful with Lumir. He grabbed Lumir's shoulder and said, "I think we need to talk. .”

Lu Miel squeezed his face, put a smile on his face, and said, "Believe me, you are just a little angry now, and when you calm down, you will find that there is nothing to talk about at all."

Sandra snorted coldly: "You also know that I am a little angry."

Lu Mier said: "Then I apologize to you, don't be angry."

Sandra looked at him and sighed helplessly: "Then shall we continue like this?"

Lu Mier frowned, and said with some displeasure: "I forgive you so easily for what you did to me before, you have to let me slow down."

Sandra saw that Lumir was indeed a little unhappy, so she held him in her arms and coaxed him helplessly: "Well, maybe I was too anxious and didn't take your feelings into consideration, I won't force you to do what you don't like I will wait for you to accept me wholeheartedly."

Hearing these words, Lumir's mood eased a lot. He didn't continue the topic, but asked Sandra, "Where's the sword? It's the one stuck in your chest."

Sandra looked at him and said lightly, "Throw it away."

"threw?"

Lu Mier was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Where did you throw it? In the lake?"

Leaving Sandra's arms, I looked at the calm lake.

"What do you want that sword for?" Sandra asked after him.

Lu Mier turned around and looked directly at him and said, "Don't lie to me, you definitely didn't throw it away."

Sandra raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Why do you say that?"

Lu Mier said: "Because you know, if you throw it away, I will definitely let you find it back."

Sandra rubbed his head and said, "You really came to collect debts from me."

"The sword is behind the door, you just didn't see it." He pointed to the wooden house and said.

Lumir hurried over to find the sword, he was very excited, even though he gave up his magical energy in order to survive, but he never lost his desire for power.

As expected, the sword was standing behind the door, and Lumir held it in his hand. The pure power poured into his body again. He stretched out his hand and chanted a spell, and a cluster of fire instantly surrounded his body. The palms rose.

Lumir was a little surprised that these powers could be used by him!

However, he put down the sword, and the magic power filled in his body disappeared in an instant.

Lumir was taken aback for a moment, and picked up the sword again, but the power returned to his body.

After repeated several times, Lumir found that this power could not exist in his body for a long time, but he could only borrow the power of this sword.

That's fine, Lumir thought. Anyway, the power contained in this sword is stronger than he imagined, even several times that of Lumir's peak period. Already exploded and died.

Besides, carrying a sword is not troublesome, just as he also lacks a handy weapon.

At this time, Sandra came over and asked, "Do you like that sword?"

"En." Lumir carefully admired the sword.

This sword is not exquisite, but it is very sharp. If it was placed in the past, it would never have caught Lumir's eyes, but his attitude towards it at this time corresponds to the sentence from the east: " Beauty is in the eye of the beholder", no matter how you look at it.

Sandra didn't speak, but leaned on the door frame and looked at him with her arms around her chest. Lumiel said, "Are you unhappy?"

"Almost." Sandra said.

"Don't worry, I won't use it to seal you anymore, if you behave well." Lumir said with a smile.

"That's not what I'm worried about. I'm confident that you won't let that sword be aimed at me."

Sandra said: "I just think that once you get that sword, you won't be interested in my power anymore."

Lumir nodded and said, "Indeed."

Sandra choked, and said unwillingly, "Even if I can give you more and stronger power?"

Lumir showed him the sword and said happily, "That's right, I'm already very satisfied with these."

Sandra sighed and said, "Well, I'm already very satisfied with getting half of your soul, so I won't ask you much."

Lumir smiled at him: "Thank you for your understanding."

In fact, one of the key reasons why he decided to sign a contract with Sandra was to get his powerful magical energy, even though it would make him fall deeper and be more controlled by Sandra, but he didn't care.

But now that there is a better choice in front of him that he thinks, he naturally has to choose the better one.

Sandra kissed his forehead and said, "Okay, now you should go to sleep peacefully, it's already very late."

Lu Mier said: "But I don't feel sleepy."

Sandra shrugged and said, "Then what should we do? You don't want to do it with me. It's been a long night. If we just chat, don't you feel bored?"

Lu Mier said with a smile in his eyes: "I can't, don't you want to chat with me?"

After a while, the two sat shoulder to shoulder by the lake.

The moon is not round tonight, but the moonlight shines softly on them.

Their shadows were reflected on the surface of the lake. The majestic wind blew by, and the waves on the lake surface from time to time made their figures fluctuate along with their moods.

None of them had such a feeling. Sandra had never sat quietly next to Lumiel's shoulders. He had shown his affection to him countless times, but in the end they always broke up after the conflict.

He looked at the shadow in the lake, stretched out his hand to hold Lumiel in his arms, pressed his head on his shoulder, let their figures snuggle together, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Lumir has enjoyed such a quiet time many times, perhaps because of his identity, he cherishes those moments that make him feel relaxed and beautiful, and those moments will be preserved in his mind in the form of good memories, including Now.

It's just that he never thought before that one day, he would be able to sit and chat with a demon by a lake far away from the palace on a quiet night.

"What are you talking about? I think we might as well go back to bed and do it once to deepen our relationship." Sandra rubbed her lips in Lumir's hair.

"Hey, why are you bringing these things up again? You said you wouldn't force me to do things I don't like." Lu Mier frowned and looked at him.

Sandra pinched his face and said with a smile: "I don't mean to force you, I just... make a small suggestion."

Lu Mier took his hand away, pinched Sandra's face instead and said, "Then don't mention your suggestion anymore, the more you mention it, the less I will accept it."

Sandra raised her eyebrows and said, "Then what shall we talk about? How to kill Dumeyat?"

Lu Mier looked at him with disgust and said, "Ah, you are so boring, what else is on your mind besides killing people and going to bed."

Sandra put her arms around Lumir, pretending to think: "Well... probably, it's gone."

Lumir snorted coldly: "Stupid devil."

"Dumeyat, I'll kill him tomorrow, I don't think it's a difficult task..." Lumir suddenly thought of Wayne, and stopped.

Wayne and Dumeyat are not like him and Warren wishing each other to die immediately. He and the eyes really care about each other. If Dumeyate is killed, what will happen to Wayne?

He doesn't care about Domucarlo's life or death, all he cares about is Wayne.

"Why not?" Sandra asked.

"It's over." Lumir's eyes sank.

He got out of Sandra's arms, looked up at him and said, "Why don't you tell me something about my previous life, how we met, why did you treat me like that, if you talk about my unhappy place, Let me beat you up and I'll forgive you, how about it?"

Sandra: "..."

"What's there to talk about." He said vaguely.

"But I want to hear it." Lumir said.

"Why, are you in a bad mood?"

"Are you going to talk?"

Sandra looked at him, pursed her lips and hesitated for a while, and said: "...we demons were very powerful in the past, and we also wanted to get a vast land, so we fought everywhere, especially the land of humans, we are most grateful interested."

"And then?" Lumir listened seriously.

Sandra Wenwenmomo said: "It's nothing. Then, I went to Levafusi and met you in the previous life. You are very good-looking. The evil one became lustful, so I arrested you and sent you to the devil world."

He waved his hand: "That's it."

"Hi..." Lumir said very dissatisfied.

Sandra said, "What's wrong?"

Lu Mier said: "I have heard this story many times. All fairy tales are told like this. Can you tell it seriously?"

Sandra said embarrassingly: "What is there to talk about in the past? Didn't we say we have to start over? Don't mention the past again."

Seeing his reluctance, Lu Mier knew that he was afraid of getting angry, so he said, "Okay, what you said makes sense."

He stood up and said to Sandra: "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to bed."

He made a face at Sandra: "It's boring to talk to you."

Then he turned and went back to the cabin.

As soon as he sat on the bed, Sandra followed him and said with a smile, "Then I'll sleep too."

Lumir said: "Does the devil need to sleep?"

Sandra hugged him and squeezed onto the bed, put her arms around his waist and said, "Of course."

He wanted to cover it up and said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Lumir snorted coldly, and ignored him, he was indeed in a bad mood, Dumeyat must die tomorrow, and he didn't want Wayne to hate him.

Although from a rational point of view, Wayne is not important to Lumir, and Lumir would not have considered so much in the past, but Lumir has changed after all.

He has changed since the first time he thanked Wayne, he is no longer so cold-blooded, no longer so ruthless, but he has also become vulnerable.

If he thinks about it again, he won't be able to fall asleep, Lu Mier said in his heart.

He felt Sandra's body temperature and gently closed his eyes.

Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow, anyway, plans can never keep up with changes.