Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 62

This world is too unreal, looking at this proportionally reduced child in black clothes with a fat face, Jian Yunqiao squatted down involuntarily, and then stretched out her hands to pinch Wen Renli's face.

"Snapped!"

His hand was knocked off, and Wenren gave Jian Yunqiao a sharp look. Although the small eyes were not threatening, they were more powerful than others.

"frivolous!"

Jian Yunqiao:? ? ?

He withdrew his hand and tentatively called his name: "Wenren... Li?"

The little boy raised his eyes sharply, and said, "Why are you calling me by my name? You should be calling me Husband."

I'm sorry, forgive me, I can't keep up with your train of thought, little brother.

Wen Ren pointed at Jian Yunqiao sharply, and poked her round white tender little toes arrogantly on Jian Yunqiao's body: "You have my breath on you, or a happy breath, what is it if it's not my wife?"

Jian Yunqiao thought of that kiss. The noses of the demons are all dogs. Doesn't that mean that those servants also know about it?

What a shame.

He didn't know what Wen Renli was like now, so he had to bend down to hug him: "Good husband, I'll take you home."

"Presumptuous, how dare you do something outside?"

Jian Yunqiao; "..."

He suppressed his little arms and legs, and hugged the person back, and he was as careful as a thief.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of Lord Demon King, he patted Jian Yunqiao's face: "What are you hiding from?"

Jian Yunqiao said: "I'm worried that they will know what you have become now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Sure enough, Wenren became serious. Even the kindergarten version of a child has a strong self-esteem. He said, "What's wrong with me becoming like this? Are you not satisfied?"

Could it be that the mentally twisted lunatic is stronger than himself?

Jian Yunqiao made up for it: "My husband, I am happy in whatever state you are in, but I don't want those people to harm you."

"Hmph." Wen Ren raised his noble head, and said proudly, "They have nothing to fear, just kill them."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

As expected of you, little brother.

He felt that this education had to start from the baby, so he said: "You can't kill people casually, you can only kill those who deserve to be killed, and you can't do anything to innocent people."

Wen Renli said: "Of course, I have always done this."

"..."

I believe in you.

In the end, he returned to his room safely. He put Wen Renli on the bed, and started the mode of almighty dad, covering the child with a quilt and changing him into pajamas.

Jian Yunqiao's own clothes were a bit nondescript on him, but in the end she used her magic power to make a compromise before she could put them on. After all the tossing, the child really wanted to go to sleep.

The demon master who has turned into a child also has the heart of a child. Although he has his eyes closed, Jian Yunqiao knows that he is not asleep.

So he asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to hear a bedtime story?"

"Do you think I'm a child?" A certain demon king was very unhappy. With short legs and short arms, he turned around and gave Jian Yunqiao a hammer with the fragrance of milk.

Jian Yunqiao asked: "Then can I tell myself?"

"no!"

So they fell into a long silence, the two of them suddenly became quiet, the pale moonlight outside the window came in, and the two people in the room were thinking about each other on the bed.

Then Wen Renli's little milk voice came out: "If you really want to hear it, say it, otherwise others will say that I abused my wife."

So Jian Yunqiao smiled lightly, and with a gentle and quiet voice, he told the story of the dragon, the princess, and the knight in the little devil's ear. When he told the story, it was vivid and fascinating.

When he finished speaking, Lord Demon King was indeed a little sleepy. When he finally fell asleep, he muttered: "It's a boring story, a waste-like dragon."

"Yes, it is not as powerful as your Majesty."

"If it was me." Wen Renli said, "I would definitely kill the princess, even if I risk being hated by the knights."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

I swear that what I'm telling is a serious story about defeating the dragon and saving the princess. As for how your majesty came to such a crazy conclusion, I don't know, it really doesn't matter to me.

When Jian Yunqiao was about to fall asleep, a voice came from his head: "The favorability is 55."

He was startled by the sound, but fortunately he didn't wake up the little guy, so he communicated with the system in his heart.

"Why did it suddenly increase by 15?"

The system said: "There are still 10 that were raised before. The system was suddenly upgraded a while ago, so it was not updated in time."

Jian Yunqiao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

And the system said: "The upgrade of the host is due to the chaos in the main system. In order to make up for this mistake, you can return to the real world after completing the next world."

It was obviously something she had expected before, but after it was brought up, Jian Yunqiao's first feeling was not ecstasy, but hesitation.

That's right, he was afraid, but not because he was afraid of losing the chance to survive again, but because he was afraid that he would never meet a man again.

But the system said without thinking: "Host, you have followed him for five lifetimes in order to meet him, but he is much more than that for you."

"What do you mean?"

The system said: "The heavenly secrets must not be leaked."

Jian Yunqiao: "Okay."

What he is best at is to stop asking questions until the end, because he will always know what he should know.

This was the first time she slept with her arms around a man after coming to this world. Although it was done in such an unspeakable way, Jian Yunqiao still slept soundly.

When the morning sun fell, birdsong rang out the window, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the devil was still sleeping soundly in his arms.

He tried to move and stood up, but got a harsh voice: "Don't move."

It turned out that the child was awake, so Jian Yunqiao had no choice but to lie down. He had no experience in taking care of children, so he stroked Wenren Li's fat little face and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to eat?"

Wenren sternly said: "I hate eating."

But before Jian Yunqiao could speak, Wen Renli sat up and said, "Biography."

The meal was prepared a long time ago, and the attendants brought it in. Jian Yunqiao was going to let Wenren hide for a while, but Lord Demon King was unmoved at all and just sat there, calmly.

And the attendants who came in did not dare to look up, everything was done in silence, no one even showed surprise.

Jian Yunqiao made a bold guess. He sat beside him and rubbed his fingertips uneasily. Could it be that the hunting was fake at all, and he came here just to spend this special period of being famous?

Is the Demon King of Destruction still so fragile? Why is there no news from the outside world?

He remembered what he had heard before: Only the dead can be trusted.

So, is it not because no one spread the word, but because everyone who knew about it died?

So what does it mean to bring yourself?

Does that mean that he has no intention of letting himself out alive?

"I don't like your expression." The little boy in black sitting right in front of the table is looking at himself solemnly. He has very beautiful facial features. Now he is famous and not as dangerous as he was when he was an adult. His eyes are clear, his face is fair but rosy, and he looks like a healthy child.

"I'm just worried that His Majesty doesn't like to eat."

The little boy in black saw the dishes on the table, he took a bite, and said, "I hate sweets."

This sentence reminded Jian Yunqiao of the time when he heard that Ren Li wanted to replace the cook, and it seemed that he got angry because of a dish.

He hesitated for a while and didn't ask any more questions, but said, "I don't like sweets either."

He felt that sweetness should be enjoyed by those who have no worries and should be sweet and sweet by nature, while people like himself are only suitable for eating sour and bitter, and should stand in a corner and taste slowly.

But the little devil finished his meal slowly, and after he finished eating, he took Jian Yunqiao outside to go hunting in the forest, but the crux of the problem was that with his current body, he might not even be able to hold a bow move.

In the end, the Demon King took up the giant bow with his short legs, and walked up to Jian Yunqiao, looking up at him.

Looking at the child's round face and clear eyes, Jian Yunqiao's heart melted, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't hug?"

hug!Must hug!

The happy Jian Yunqiao squatted down, and then picked up the child. However, the child was not heavy. What was heavy was the bow. This bow should be polished by some kind of magic stone. murderous look.

The little devil king asked Jian Yunqiao to take him out, and of course a group of servants from the demon race followed behind him. The devil king in his childhood form was much more ruthless than his harmless appearance.

When Jian Yunqiao saw that it was moving fast, shuttling among the monsters, the longbow and arrow in his hand were sure to hit, and after the monsters fell, the entire forest raised dust, the trees collapsed, and there was a booming sound, the demons on the side The attendants had almost no chance to act and perform.

Standing on top of a pile of corpses of monsters, the little guy clapped his hands. The Lord Demon Lord, who can unscrew the heads of huge monsters with bare hands, might still need a hug.

Some people look noble and glamorous, but in fact they need to tell bedtime stories behind their backs.

After Jian Yunqiao wiped off the few drops of blood splashed from Lord Demon King's face, Jian Yunqiao hugged him, and said: "Your Majesty is really brave."

Hearing raised his head vigorously, his pride rose to the sky: "I'm already very good."

Much better than that idiot who knows how to kill people all day long to gain attention.

Jian Yunqiao only thought that he was a child by nature, and would go back after hunting, but before the group of people returned to the palace, the magic servant outside came to salute and said: "Your Majesty, a message from the angel clan has arrived."

Hearing people said sharply, "Those bedbugs?"

Even if he was just a child, he couldn't hide the disgust on his face. Wen Renli's dislike for the angel race seemed to be engraved in his bones.

But Jian Yunqiao knew that if there was anything wrong at this time, it might be dangerous, so he comforted the child, took out the letter and read it.

This letter actually invites several great demon kings to discuss the recent changes in Jibei Island. The angel tribe will also send kings to participate in this meeting, or they are angels, and their hearts are big enough to dare to invite these few who are not easy to get along with. ancestors.

But, there's no guarantee there's any conspiracy

For Jian Yunqiao, the angel clan is not as sacred as in the fairy tales. After all, if it is really such a sacred clan, why bother to make small moves behind the scenes, such as dispatching undercover agents?

Wen Renli also saw the contents of the letter, he said: "Go, why not go."

The author has something to say: what. .I accidentally posted an extra chapter, this is actually tomorrow's update. . .

But your witty old Gong thought of a way. Tomorrow’s [-] will be split into [-], and the day after tomorrow will be [-], and it will be back. Praise me hahahaha