The Demon King smashed his brain

What kind of reaction would most people have when they saw a legendary creature like a "dragon"?

And still in this kind of situation, when I will be home soon, and my spirit is completely relaxed, I am not mentally prepared to meet the eyes of the dragon who appears at home out of nowhere as soon as the door is opened.

...Although most people would not make this kind of mental preparation for seeing a dragon.

Either they screamed in terror, or they thought they were dreaming.

Zhang Huai and the dragon looked at each other for a while, then stood there in a daze.

He is the second type, thinking that he is still in a dream and scored twice.

But it felt so real, he was so close to the dragon head that he could even feel the hot breath of the other party.

When he got home and opened the door, he found that there was a dragon in the house, which was more terrifying than finding out that the house was ransacked, and he couldn't choose for a while.

Zhang Huai hadn't figured it out yet, the next moment the black dragon's figure began to shrink, turning into a black-haired man almost instantly.

The man was very tall, and he was wearing strange clothes, like costumes from a costume drama. His skin was very white, his face was expressionless, and he had a very handsome face, but there was a scar stretching from the middle of his face to the bottom of his face. Behind the ears, it looked a little ferocious, which added a bit of ferocity to him.

This man seemed to have walked out of the TV, and judging from the changes just now, he was that black dragon.

The man took half a step back, knelt down in front of Zhang Huai, lowered his head, showing a full gesture of submission.

"His Majesty."

Zhang Huai didn't respond, or he didn't react.

Then his face turned pale, and he took a step back suddenly, with his mouth open but unable to speak.

He suddenly realized that this was not a dream, and strangely, he remembered what the devil rabbit said again.

What happened to that dream? No, was it really just a dream he had? ?

The disappearing demon king, the impostor who replaced him, the black dragon who came to the door immediately after having that dream, his imagination greatly increased after being hit by a car, did he imagine so many things?

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible, he thinks it's impossible.

What's more, he has already faced a legendary creature like a dragon, and witnessed the opponent transforming from a dragon into a human.

So by contrast, this unscientific and bizarre status quo is real.

When someone else was hit by a car, he traveled to another world, so what should he do?

"Different world", but not completely "different world".

It is unacceptable and unbelievable compared to absurdity, no matter whether his judgment is wrong or not, now he has to deal with the current situation first.

This black dragon, this man seems to be a subordinate of the Demon King. If he is found to be a counterfeit, he doesn't think that the other party will leave because he has misidentified him, and he will probably be killed in all likelihood.

He has to live.

Zhang Huai tried to stay calm on the outside, but all kinds of thoughts were fighting in his head. His heart was beating extremely fast, and his fingertips trembled unconsciously because of nervousness, thinking about what he should do next.

Tears welled up again, and no matter how hard he tried to hold back, he still couldn't hold back.

Devil?How did the devil do it?It shouldn't be crying and crying, right?so what should I do now? ?

The rabbit didn't tell him anything, it seemed that he was pulled to replace him because of his face that somehow looked exactly like the devil king, how did he know what the devil king was like? ?

Zhang Huai didn't make a sound, but the man actually kept kneeling there, motionless like a statue, and thanks to this, the other party should not have seen his anomalies at the beginning.

He stared at each other for a while trembling, trying to get the man to stand up first.

This aisle is only so big, and he can't walk through it with such a big head.

After the man stood up, he was still silent. After sitting down, Zhang Huai stared at him for a while, seeing that he kept looking down at the floor, not sure what the way was.

Zhang Huai took a deep breath, tried to make his crying not so obvious, and tentatively said: "I accidentally bumped my head just now, and there may be some sequelae."

This sentence sounds a bit strange, but it is true, the whole person was hit by a car and flew away.

Then he saw the man finally looked up, with obvious worry in his eyes, seeing his red eye sockets, he paused for a moment, opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, and finally closed his mouth.

Zhang Huai looked at the man like this, if the man hadn't made a sound just now, he would have thought he was dumb.

This performance made him relax a little.

"I'm fine," he said, and asked again, "You came to find me alone?"

"Yes." The man's voice was low.

"Let me tell you this," Zhang Huai walked to the living room with weak legs, sat on the fabric sofa with a hole in it, and said, "I was hit by a car, and my brain is not working well now. I don't remember things clearly."

He doesn't know if the devil will lose his brain just because he was hit by a car.

He thought about it secretly, analyzed it, and felt that the Demon King hadn't come back for so long, and his subordinates finally found him, so he shouldn't have doubts so quickly.

... No, then how did the other party find him so quickly? Did the rabbit announce his existence to the world after finding him to take over?No, the more people who see counterfeit goods, the greater the chance of being exposed.

Terrible, wouldn't the monsters found in this case be a steady stream, and this place is going to become a "devil's lair"?

Zhang Huai's forehead was about to start sweating again.

"how did you find me?"

"Not long ago, I sensed your magic power fluctuations, so I came here."

Magic fluctuations.

Zhang Huai heard this brand-new term, haha, how could he have magic power.

"Well," he said very politely, "I don't want to be disturbed... Can you tell other people not to come?"

Zhang Huai paused, then said: "Since you're here, forget it."

Of course, it wasn't because of any "everything has come", but after such a short period of observation, he felt that the man seemed to be the taciturn one.

It's good not to talk, it's wrong to say too much, and he can answer any man he asks, very honestly, just for him to figure out what his "devil king" personality is like.

"Sorry, what's your name?"

"...Subordinate Yin Jiuzhao."

"Oh, Jiuzhao," Zhang Huai recalled the routines that his boss used to condolence to his subordinates in the past, controlled himself not to shake his hands, and patted Yin Jiuzhao's shoulder pretending to be calm, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yin Jiuzhao's stiffness was visible to the naked eye, and he seemed a little flattered. He lowered his voice: "It's the duty of a subordinate to share your majesty's worries."

It's really like acting.

It's better to say that he himself is acting.

Judging from Yin Jiuzhao's reaction, it seems that the previous Demon King didn't treat him very well?

Zhang Huai, who came to this guess, did not change his attitude. He treated Yin Jiuzhao badly, but felt that he should treat him better.

He is trying his best to make Yin Jiuzhao feel good about him as much as possible, and try to make Yin Jiuzhao feel that he is innocent when he is exposed, so I don't know if it is feasible to keep him.

He also doesn't know how the combat power levels in the Demon Realm are distributed. If it's a dragon, it should be very strong, right?

Anyway, if he used his unreliable status as a demon king to shout and shout at the other party, he knew that he would die miserably.

Regardless of whether the dragon has a lot of treasures, even if he has a lot of treasures, he can't take them, and if he gets them, he can't get out without a formal source.

It's really worrying not to get rich overnight.

Then he even cooked a bowl of noodles for Yin Jiuzhao, which were just simple tomato and egg noodles.

He handed Yin Jiuzhao the noodle bowl for him to eat. He was already very stiff, and the other party was even stiffer than him, so he took it, but when he turned around and put his bowl of noodles on the table, Yin Jiuzhao was still Standing in place, holding the bowl in his hand.

It's not a very good bowl, and naturally it doesn't insulate very well.

"Isn't it hot?"

Zhang Huai asked.

"……A little."

"Then, put it down."

Yin Jiuzhao is like a robot that has received instructions, and Zhang Huai does what he says.

Zhang Huai took a peek at Yin Jiuzhao's palm, it was already a little hot, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange, is the dragon's defense so low?

He felt more and more that this dragon was strange, and it was completely different from the image of the subordinates that the devil would have. Although his impression of the devil was only from some children's picture books he saw when he was a child, the picture books were still very limited , which is quite a scarce resource in that place.

Perhaps it was because Yin Jiuzhao was so honest that Zhang Huai unexpectedly calmed down a lot, and his heart was not as flustered as it was at first.

While he started to suck the noodles as if nothing had happened, he continued to observe Yin Jiuzhao calmly. After seeing the other party for a long time, he sat down cautiously and picked up the chopsticks slowly, as if someone had poisoned the bowl of noodles.

Yin Jiuzhao ate very slowly. He thought about it and guessed a lot about Yin Jiuzhao. He accidentally hit the bowl with his chopsticks and made a noise, which surprised him first. Then he didn't expect that Yin Jiuzhao's reaction was bigger than his, almost instantly. Then he stood up, stepped back from the table, and knelt down again.

It can be said that Zhang Huai just knelt down in the blink of an eye, lowered his head again, and said in a hoarse voice, "Excuse me, my subordinates will leave first!"

The white light came on, and the magic circle with dense patterns appeared and disappeared, suddenly only Zhang Huai was left in the room.

The chopsticks in his hand were still holding noodles. Although he was trying to get used to it, he still couldn't accept it when he saw a big change after the black dragon.

Obviously he was the only one left in the room, but his hands were still trembling and he couldn't hold the chopsticks.

Those magics and spells... sure enough, they all exist. An ordinary person like him would be crushed to death like an ant easily.

Although I don't know why Yin Jiuzhao disappeared suddenly as if he was stimulated, but his disappearance not only did not make Zhang Huai relax, but made him more anxious.

He finished eating the noodles without a taste, cleaned up the table, washed up, and lay down on the bed.

At this time, he felt that it was a good thing for Yin Jiuzhao to leave, because there was only one bed in this room, and he didn't know where to put Yin Jiuzhao, and he couldn't let someone sleep with him in the same room. He just gritted his teeth and did it. He will definitely lose sleep too.

He unconsciously picked at the pillow, and the heat welled up in his eyes for the first time.

Not only this tear incontinence physique, he really wanted to cry, even though Yin Jiuzhao didn't show it, he still felt like he was stepping on a tightrope, and he was going to be frightened crazy by the life-and-death feeling he imagined.

Oh shit.

Zhang Huai gritted his teeth.

Damn it! !The next takeaway should be called Spicy Rabbit Head!

***

When the young general stepped into the garden, he could only hear laughter and laughter.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the singer sings softly, and the graceful figure of the dancer is reflected on the tent.

The little maid who was walking towards him changed her face in shock when she saw him, and even ran away in a hurry without saluting, but he didn't care.

Before entering the hall, the eunuch at the door saw him, nodded slightly and raised his voice to announce, with fear hidden in his eyes.

"Let him in."

The boy's voice came from inside the hall, and the eunuch stepped sideways to make way.

"Please."

The general walked in silently, and saw the young emperor playing with a bunch of grapes in his hands, leaning against the beautiful singer behind him like a boneless one, glanced at him slightly, and then looked away.

"Is something wrong?"

The general raised his robe and knelt down to salute, lowering his eyes and said: "Everything that His Majesty ordered the minister has been done."

"Ah, so," said the emperor, "then you can find someone to report to me, and it's over. Why did you come here to see me?"

When he was talking to the general, he didn't refer to himself as "Zhen".

"...If so, it would be insincere."

The emperor laughed, and walked up to him without saying anything else, just pressed a grape directly to his lips.

"Let you taste it, the grapes that were just presented in Fanguo are sweet and delicious."

The general remained silent, until he felt the pressure on his lips increase, and then opened the slits of his lips in silence.

The emperor pressed the one in with his thumb, then pinched his chin and lifted his head up.

"Insincere? What do you mean by me?"

After asking, he smiled and let go, licking off the juice from the grapes.

The general held the grape in his mouth without biting, and his eyes fell on the red mark on the side of the emperor's neck, which was a birthmark.

He heard the emperor seem to be muttering to himself, thinking about what he had ordered before.

"Oh, I remembered," the emperor laughed, "Did you really kill the entire Li family?"

"But I heard that not only the Li family, but even the Luo family are gone. You did it, right?"

"Okay, that's great. In fact, I don't like the Luo family, but I haven't said it yet. You can always do what I want before I say anything."

The general was silent, he lowered his head again, not daring to look directly at the emperor's face, but his eyes were shaken by the white ankle within the range of vision.

"What kind of reward do you want?"

"minister……"

"Let me take a bite?"

The emperor laughed.

The general trembled violently as if he had been hit, but was interrupted again when he was about to speak.

"Don't you want to bite?" the emperor said, "Then I will bite you."

"...!!"

The singing and dancing in the hall stopped at some point, and the dancers stood aside shivering, not knowing how they would end up seeing this scene.

The emperor ignored them at all, he just looked at the general: "However, that would be just scratching the surface of your boots, you are so hard, don't bite my teeth."

He held a dagger that came from nowhere in his hand, and pressed the cold blade against that handsome face. His movements were gentle, as if he was stroking, and then he lifted the opponent's chin with the blade.

"Look up and look at me."

The general's body was trembling slightly, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The emperor made a slit on his face casually, and the deliberately slow movements made his senses more sensitive. A fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

"It looks like a punishment, but whether I give you a punishment or a reward..." The emperor glanced down casually, let go of the bloody dagger and let it fall to the ground.

"I think you will be very happy?"

"..."

"Let me tell you, Jiu Zhao."

"Do you sometimes wonder what it would be like to have your throat slit open?"

The author has something to say: Well!I don’t know if you have noticed, I changed my pseudonym hahaha!

But just keep calling me Erbai! !

Ah, the dragon here is the taciturn and m loyal dragon manservant (I like it.

In order to avoid some treasures who don’t understand, let me explain the ending, this is the memory killing, it happened before the main line, it is two different timelines!

It can be understood that the devil is full of scheming to catch Kaizi. For example, the emperor is actually him, and the general is Yin Jiuzhao. If he catches him, he will become his subordinate, um.

But it's all in the past tense, so there won't be much.

In fact, there is a stalk in my mind that I want to write, but I can't support it if I go through it quickly, so it becomes a short story like this.

It’s okay to want to be like the past and present, just add some settings, if you don’t understand it, it should be easier to understand if you combine the following content!