The last human in the entire empire

Wasted a chance to live?

There was a trace of panic in Joule Cook's expression.

His brain was spinning wildly, thinking back to what he had just said, his heart was full of surprises. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any loopholes in the content just now.

He has already felt so sincerely, why does His Majesty still think that he is lying?

As soon as Joule Cook's chest rose and fell, he couldn't help coughing violently, and his body suspended in mid-air began to shake uncontrollably.

The handcuffs tightened the bones on his wrists, causing Joule's tears to fall from the pain.

——Joule, who was born as an aristocrat and has been pampered since childhood, when did he suffer from such a crime?

A trace of repressed anger and unwillingness flashed in Joule's eyes.

However, in front of him is Wen Jiyu.

Wen Ji and Your Majesty, Hexinna's only king, who never gave nobles face.

It is said that some time ago, Wen Jiyucai angrily killed several nobles in front of everyone in the palace because of the leak of some irrelevant news.

The blood that flowed out at that time completely soaked the carpet in the palace.

Joule could only suppress all his negative emotions.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

But can't say.

When he joined the plan earlier, Joule understood that it would be faster to die.

Thinking of this, before his breath calmed down, Joule hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I didn't lie to you. I really don't know what the fall plan is—although I heard about it, but I didn't participate in it! Your strength is so powerful. Powerful, who dares to disobey you!" After speaking, Joule's voice tightened, "Your Majesty, please trust me!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

Wen Jiyu looked cold: "Really?"

Joule immediately nodded frantically: "Yes, yes." He looked at His Majesty earnestly.

Wen Ji and His Majesty did not look at each other.

He got up: "It seems that you really don't want to live, then we have nothing to say."

Looking back, Wen Ji and seeing that He Xile hadn't reacted yet, they were still sitting on the stool obediently, with a straight posture, which was similar to the postures of the group of elementary school students on the blue planet announced that year, and couldn't help laughing.

It looks pretty good.

Wen Jiyu's voice was low: "Okay, why don't you get up quickly? There's nothing to see here. Let's go and eat."

He Xile rubbed his belly.

Before coming here, He Xile had just eaten a nutrient solution similar to compressed biscuits, and now He Xile is actually not too hungry.

But he doesn't mind accompanying Wen Jiyu to eat something from the world.

——Although the nutrient solution tastes good, it is definitely not as good as real food.

"Okay." He Xile stood up.

Behind Wen Ji and Joule, who was hanging in the air, seeing that the two were about to leave, he knew that His Majesty did not believe his words.

how come?

Joule suddenly widened his eyes.

He called anxiously: "Your Majesty—Your Majesty! I really didn't lie to you, really..."

However, Wen Jiyu didn't look back, but only made a gesture.

The guards at the side understood what Wen Jiyu meant, and began to choose the props to torture Joule next.

"His Majesty--"

Until the two walked out of the wine cellar, He Xile seemed to be able to hear Joule's voice calling for His Majesty.

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from inside.

He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Wen Jiyu covered his eyes and pulled him back to his side.

The other party sneered and said, "What? You're not afraid now? Do you want to go back and have a look?"

After that, he let go of his hand.

He Xile stood where he was, recalling what he had seen before on Joule's body, especially where the other person's skin was bruised, and felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.

He said honestly, "I'm afraid, but this is the end he deserves."

If those who were tortured and killed by Joule Cook saw this scene in the spirit of the sky, they would definitely be particularly relieved.

and……

What makes He Xile most sad is that not everyone will be reborn and travel to another world like him.

No matter how much Joule is punished now, those once very lively lives buried in the back garden will not be able to do it all over again.

He Xile pursed her lips.

Wen Ji and Hang Mou, who were walking aside, looked at He Xile who was one step behind.

The other party's eyes still looked clear, and there was no problem with his expression, as if he had put aside the matter of Joule.

He looked at the opponent's tail again.

— drooping.

Not in a good mood.

Wen Ji and looked away, looking straight ahead, he slowed down a little, parallel to He Xile, put his warm hand casually on the top of the human being beside him, and said in a flat tone: "Those things before are really regrettable. , but it has already happened, and the time change cannot be reversed. What we have to do now, what we can do, is to help them avenge."

He Xile: "...um."

He quickly glanced at Wen Jiyu.

As the lord of a country, the opponent used the word "revenge", which always feels a little weird. Isn't it "bring to justice"?But I have to say that He Xile's mood really improved after hearing these barely consoling words.

but……

I understand the truth, but your hands are really heavy.

Wen Jiyu didn't move his hand away.

He added: "The multi-fen fish that you like to eat is airlifted from the kitchen."

He Xile's eyes lit up.

Great!

There are fresh and tender fish to eat!

Wen Ji and looked at He Xile's tail again.

It has been raised a little, and the tip of its tail is dangling.

well.

This human is really easy to coax.

Wen Ji and the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and finally withdrew his hand.

The two soon came to the restaurant.

The dining room is large, as stately as a wine cellar, but there is only one long table.

Wen Jiyu took the first seat in the first seat, He Xile thought about it, and sat not far from Wen Jiyu.

The chef lowered his eyebrows and presented the prepared delicacies one by one.

Wen Jihe picked up the knife and fork gracefully. Although his eyes were always on the food in front of him, he was obviously talking to He Xile: "Obsidian is relatively backward, which is caused by the composition of the planet. The conditions are definitely not as good as those in the imperial capital, but If you want to eat, you can tell Wilder. I don’t guarantee that all requests can be met, but I will try my best.”

On the side, Chef Wilder smiled at He Xile: "Yes, Your Excellency, please do as you please."

He Xile returned a friendly smile: "This is already very good."

He waited until he heard the post and moved his chopsticks before he picked up the chopsticks and tasted the food.

Halfway through the meal, the restaurant door opened.The guard walked in with a bottle of expensive wine in both hands, and poured it for the two of them.

He Xile stared at the red wine in the glass, slightly lost in thought.

"Together?" Wen Jiyu picked up the wine glass, and lightly touched the side of the wine glass in front of He Xile.

A crisp sound brought back He Xile's thoughts.

He nodded, with a little solemnity, clinked glasses with Wen Ji, and then raised the glass to his face.

The not pungent aroma of wine hits the nostrils.

He Xile took a sip tentatively.

It is the fruit wine that Wenjiyu mentioned before, so the taste of the wine is not particularly strong. It is sweet at first, and then there is a little sweetness and bitterness of "wine" in the aftertaste, which is not unpalatable.

But it's not like drinking, but like drinking a drink.

He Xile: "It's delicious!"

He licked his lips, and looked earnestly at the guard holding the wine, "A little more."

The guard continued.

A meal made He Xile feel much more relaxed, and all the things that happened before were also forgotten by him.

Patting his stomach, He Xile said in satisfaction: "It's so strong, the fish is so tender."

He leaned back on the back of the chair with a rare and comfortable posture. After two or three seconds, he added, "A little sleepy."

Wen Jiyu was wiping the corners of his lips gracefully, and raised his eyes upon hearing this.

He Xile, who was seated beside him, was obviously drunk.

His cheeks were flushed, and his appearance was still the same after he had been disguised. He obviously had an ordinary face, but paired with He Xile's pair, no matter what he changed, they were all pure, like the blue sky washed away. The eyes make people feel more pleasing to the eye the more they look at them.

"Just this little drink?"

Wen Jiyu, "Then from now on, won't random people come and get you drunk?"

He Xile was not convinced.

He stood up abruptly.

He pulled out the seat and paced back and forth beside him.

"Look, I walk in a straight line!" He Xile pointed to the road in front of him.

In fact, he knew in his heart that he was indeed a little drunk and his mind was chaotic, but this was the first time he drank seriously, and he drank about five or six cups. Akira, when I walk, I can still walk in a straight line without staggering. What does this mean?

It shows that he is already very awesome!

How could His Majesty still mock him?

Can't education be encouraged?

He Xile stood in front of His Majesty and said earnestly, "Practice more in the future, and I will definitely be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

Wen Jiyu: "..."

With an indifferent expression on his face, Wen Jiyu pulled He Xile who was talking to the guard, "Here it is."

He Xile: "..."

He Xile blinked.

He suddenly moved closer.

The current He Xile maintained a figure of more than two meters tall. When he stood up, he was only a little shorter than Wen Ji and His Majesty. His sudden movements shortened the distance between the two in an instant.

——The tip of the nose almost touched Wen Jiyu's face.With a little alcohol smell, it sprayed on Wenji and his face.It's not even an exaggeration to say that the temperature in the small area in front of him rose a little because of He Xile's approach.

Wen sent and did not hide.

Without blinking his eyes: "What are you doing?"

The surrounding guards paused and lowered their heads.

Considering His Majesty's SS's mental strength, S's physical strength, and SSS's combat power, it was easy to avoid a human approaching, but he did not move. Obviously, His Majesty acquiesced in He Xile's behavior.

Then the guards on guard don't need to meddle in their own business.

He Xile asked curiously: "Your Majesty, what is your prototype?"

He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the black lines on Wen Jihe's half face.

The lines were touched by He Xile's fingertips, but the scales did not turn up.

There is warmth on the fingertips.

Wen Ji raised his eyebrows: "Guess."

When He Xile, who was drunk, heard this question, his mind became tense, and he immediately began to think seriously.

He racked his brains, snapped his fingers, and talked about Wen Jiyu's second feature: "There are black lines on the face, tiny scales turn up, and there is no sound when walking... So is it a snake? A pure black snake! "

The corresponding image instantly appeared in He Xile's mind.

"Wow, that's cool," he murmured.

Wen Jiyu snorted lightly: "Guess is wrong."

"Ok?"

He Xile was stunned on the spot, his eyes were blank, "Isn't it a snake? What is that?"

Wen Ji and his eyes narrowed, his lips almost leaned against He Xile's ear, and he lowered his voice: "Knowing too much is not good for you."