For the mouse and keyboard, Lao Zhao feels that it is becoming more and more uncountable now.

With a calm face, he looked at the black rag that was looking at himself pitifully, oh no, it was the previous Dark Heavenly Demon King, Lao Zhao also ordered a red plum and handed it over: "Brother, don't mind, these two goods are used to it!"

"No smoke, no smoke!" But this Dark Heavenly Demon King was so frightened that he trembled, and when he glanced at the mouse and keyboard that had not been able to code words at the beginning, tears were about to fall: "Zhao Yuanwai, Master Long, I really didn't know Mount Tai before, just let me go, I will be a good citizen when I go back, and I will never dare to destroy the world in the future!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lao Zhao with tears in his eyes, and for this Long Aotian, who didn't pay much attention to him at the beginning, his current description in his heart is - extremely scared, panicked, terrifying, and quite scared.

Who is still beating the guy on the head yesterday, but when they meet another day, they find that the other party has become the only son of the richest man, and he is the kind of black and white all-of-a-kind, can he not tremble in his heart?

Just look at the two beings in this room, there is a place where his Dark Great Heavenly Demon King speaks?!

"Brother, you're out of sight!"

Lao Zhao still politely handed over the cigarette: "Smoke a cigarette first?"

"Don't smoke, don't smoke......"

But the dark heavenly demon king with the appearance of a black rag stood trembling in front of him, aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law, tears fell, and his tone was a little pleading: "Master Long, let me go back!"

"Hey, are you kid capable of it?"

But before the black rag could say a few words, the mouse and keyboard next to him stopped at the end of the busy end of the code word in his hand, squinted at this guy, and his tone was slightly ridiculed: "It seems that you think that the threshold of our Zhao family is not worthy of you, the Dark Heavenly Demon King from another world, or what?" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves on the computer desk and pointed at the pitch-black rag with his chin: "Zhao Yuanwai handed you cigarettes, who are you here to get the world-destroying demon king genealogy?"

"No... Nope!" The black rag was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he quickly bent down and respectfully took the red plum in Lao Zhao's hand, chewed and swallowed it in his mouth, and with a flattering smile on his face: "Zhao Yuanwai, Master Long Aotian, this cigarette is so delicious, so delicious!" Just talking with tears in his eyes, he was extremely aggrieved.

"Uh......" Lao Zhao wanted to say that this red plum was smoking, but thinking that maybe the rag didn't have the idea of smoking, he nodded helplessly and comforted: "Brother, don't be surprised, those two goods are used to it." ”

"Cut!" The mouse and keyboard saw that the black rag was interesting, and their tone slowed down a little: "Just know that this is Zhao Yuanwai's place, and when no one is around, wipe the study well, and there is no harm in being diligent!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Frightened, the black rag bent down again and again: "The little one knows! The little one knows!"

"How do you speak?!"

Lao Zhao was a little angry with a straight face: "What are you two trying to do?"

He slapped his thigh and looked at the mouse and keyboard in front of the computer desk that were still a little dazed: "Now hurry up and give me the code word, I don't know how to update it all day, I still want to be the head of the manager from this show-off, you two?!"

No matter how people say it, it's the Dark Heavenly Demon King, isn't it? Can you humiliate people like this?

Lao Zhao is a kind person!

Can't see it!

He also sighed bitterly: "In this case, you can stay at my house with peace of mind, although you may be busy on weekdays, but how to say that you have a home, right?"

The Dark Great Heaven Demon King looked at Lao Zhao in a daze, trembling his lips and wanting to say that he had a home, just in the other world that he had mixed before, but after looking up and facing Lao Zhao's kind and considerate face, he still trembled and lowered his head with his lips: "Many... Thank you Zhao Yuanwai for taking you in... Small... Small gratitude to... Five-body throw... Toothless... Toothless and unforgettable!"

"Alas!" Lao Zhao also sighed and smoked the red plum, spit out the smoke ring and said: "Since they were all their own brothers before, then there is no need to be polite!" But looking at the trembling compliments of this black rag, he still sighed and said: "I know that once it comes to the relationship of interests, no matter how good the previous relationship is, it will deteriorate!" Saying that, he still turned his head and pointed to the mouse and keyboard: "Our little black has just come over, there may be a lot of things I don't understand, and I will teach more in the future, by the way, don't reprimand others from this glorious martial arts, what do you think of other rags like this? As long as you want to save some face, let it at least be able to mix in the rag world, right?"

"Understood, understood!" The mouse and keyboard nodded repeatedly, and at the same time waved at the silent black rag, and said with considerable satisfaction: "There is nothing to do with you here, stand down!"

“… Yes!" The black rag wiped away his tears, but he still retreated silently.

"Brother's side!"

There are also a few colorful rags beckoning to it in the corner.

The black rag hesitated for a moment and walked in, looking at the four or five rags in the small bucket in the corner of the wall, feeling the amazing aura hidden in these 'kinds', he still couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and stood up obediently.

No matter how you look at this Zhao Yuanwai, that is, the home of Long Aotian in his impression, it is terrifying.

This Dark Heavenly Demon King is really afraid.

That's right.

Throw anything at will to the world before you are no weaker than him.

Especially looking at the computer desk, the two Zhao family stewards who claimed to be mice and keyboards even had a terrifying power of the vast wilderness, making him, the Dark Heavenly Demon King who had cultivated for 10,000 years and condensed all the evils of the world in his previous life, as if he had been violently impacted, and he didn't dare to make a mistake at all.

But after sweeping his eyes and still smoking red plums, Long Aotian, who seemed to have nothing to do, that is, Zhao Yuanwai today, he wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't figure out why, how did he become like this after not seeing him for more than ten years?

"Whew-"

Lao Zhao is actually a little depressed.

Since he couldn't even limit the timeline, things in various time periods came rushing over in a chaotic manner.

At the beginning, I could enjoy the fun of saving the world every day, but now that I have a family, I have to work hard every day to supervise the mouse and keyboard codewords, and by the way, I talk to Zhou Gong about the philosophy of life in my dreams, and when I wake up, I go to buy groceries and cook, wash clothes and clothes for the family, how can I continue to save the world?

The most important thing is that saving the world is completely voluntary labor, and there is not even an allowance, he Lao Zhao now owes 12 years of mortgage and has not paid off, so he is counting on code words to make money, and he really doesn't want to go to save the world!

If you have cows, sheep, chickens, etc., you can bring back some meat, but if there is anything else, it will be troublesome.

Like now.

What's the use of bringing back a rag?

Lao Zhao glanced at the various miscellaneous items in the study, and couldn't help but sigh: "Why don't there be TVs, electromechanical refrigerators, air conditioners and the like in the other world?" Even if it's a sofa or a dining table or something, it's good to become the Great Demon King of World Destruction!"

He thought about the slightly old household appliances and furniture at home, and he also felt heartfelt emotion in his heart for the new generation of little fresh meat exterminators who didn't know how to bring forth the new: "It's really not as good as a generation!"

"Husband?" was still smoking and pondering, the door was knocked gently, and Xia Shi's coquettish and somewhat shy voice came: "I'm going to take a bath?"