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"And that kind of thing?"

Wen Yu looked at Ren Ying in astonishment, then looked around, and then pinched his slender and tight thighs with his fingers, grinning in pain.

Didn't dream!

Ren Ying looked at Wen Yu with some confusion: "Are you so closed?" Uh, I knew I wouldn't tell you, I thought you already knew. ”

Wen Yu suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and said depressedly: "What do I know...... I only know that a group of their bigwigs have been holding meetings in Kunwu Mountain, but the content of the meetings is highly confidential, and I don't have a chance to spy on intelligence. Demon King? That little Mu Qian? uh, no, Mu Xiao Qian?"

"It's Mu Qian!" Ren Ying seriously corrected her best friend's wrong name.

"Okay, Mu Qian," Wen Yu shook his head and sighed, "I really didn't expect him to be the Demon King." No wonder so much happens...... He wants to conquer the world, so he hatched all kinds of conspiracies?"

Ren Ying held her forehead with one hand and asked rhetorically, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Why can't it? Well, come to think of it, this is something that's not normal. Why did the Demon King go to high school?"

"Seclusion! This is seclusion! Mu Mu has nothing to do with these things so far, and he has saved you so many times!" Ren Ying complained with annoyance.

Wen Yu was all kinds of troubles, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the still prosperous city.

Demon Slayer...... Demon King?

Because she had always wanted to get Mu Qian's protection so that the Wen family could get out of Kunwu Mountain, if Mu Qian really had the idea of conquering the world, I am afraid that he would have already controlled his own Wen family, right?

What's more, Wen Yu understands a truth.

The first two global coercion came from this Demon King, right? According to this power, it would be easy for Mu Qian to destroy the existence of the Demon Slayer, and he didn't need to brush up on anything at all.

Moreover, Wen Yu trusted her own feelings and instincts, she had always felt that there was no danger around Mu Qian, but a strong sense of security......

"Demon King...... Can you tell me everything you know?"

As soon as Ren Ying wanted to speak, Wen Yu raised three fingers, "I swear to the lamp, I will definitely not be the slightest disadvantage to him! ”

Ren Ying's face turned red instantly, she picked up a pillow and smashed it, and the two beautiful girls were fighting in the huge office.

The guards on both sides who were drinking tea outside the door glanced at each other, and Scar made a gesture to invite tea, and the Wen family's guards didn't bother.

It is rare for their head of family to have time to relax, and it is rare for them to have friends of the same age.

In a commercial street not far from this building, in a large underground Internet café, the uncle who had just finished a meeting on the game voice channel was comfortably swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

The work for the next few days will be arranged again, but it will not be too long for me to live happily.

He, the deputy head of the International Crime Investigation Team, will also be put on the battlefield to deal with an international smuggling gang with evil demon slayers.

Doing something outside means that you get together less with your family and leave more, but your uncle usually just calls home every day.

Except for the time in the town, the uncle brought his wife and children over, and Mu Qian and Xiao Song didn't have a chance to see each other, and the uncle's wife and children rarely appeared.

Fierce?

It is estimated that it is, otherwise why would the uncle always linger in the virtual game world and not return to the warm harbor.

Looking at the time, I'm tired of playing today, and it's time to go back to sleep.

Feelings haven't slept yet......

A dialog box suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer screen, and the uncle habitually looked at it, and then instantly his spirits were high.

Pay special attention to the online notification of game friends!

And what can have this honor is the god-like existence, the real legend of the beautiful girl shootout game, and the ultimate ideal of 30 billion mice!

Wood moves!

The uncle instantly sent a message over: "It's online." ’

Mu Qian: '......'

Isn't this question nonsense?

Chen Shaoyong: 'Do you want to fight?

Mu Qian: '1'.

In many text exchanges, a simple '1' contains affirmative meanings such as 'yes', 'received', and 'understood'.

The uncle rubbed his palms excitedly, and the game invitation voice invitation was completed in one go, and it couldn't be faster!

Mu Qian only tried the second tone, and had no interest in talking; Chen Shaoyong originally thought that he could win points by lying down, but as he played, he found that Mu Qian seemed to be a little out of shape.

Originally, it was always possible to unilaterally destroy the team with one person and one shot without pressure.

Although it is also a trend to destroy the team now, Mu Qian will occasionally have residual blood.

Some...... Distracted?

"God, what's the matter, I'm not in a state today. ”

"It's okay, maybe I slept too little last night," Mu Qian's voice was a little tired, and he staggered the topic, "Haven't you been busy lately?"

"Busy, it's just that now that the demon slayer has come to the front, I don't know what to do, and the pressure on my body has suddenly lightened by half. Chen Shaoyong smiled, "But I still can't compare with you, what kind of day are you? Beautiful girls are in groups, and there is a cute girl at home." ”

"It's itchy, isn't it?"

"Hahaha, joking," Chen Shaoyong brought the topic back again, "What's wrong with you? Tell the uncle what troubles you have, the uncle is from the past! ”

"It's not a big deal, my former lover has died again. ”

Chen Shaoyong shook his hand and almost threw the high-strength explosive armor thunder that he had just opened to his lap, "Really, isn't it?"

"It should be that the remnant soul from the previous one flew out of her reincarnation and somehow returned to her body......" Mu Qian's voice was a little sad, "Are you my friend?"

Emotional disorder, absolute emotional disorder!

Chen Shaoyong had clearly felt Mu Qian's emotions, and through Mu Qian's narration, he probably understood something.

What is the past life and reincarnation, the uncle thinks it is just some modifiers, and the real core problem is...... Is......

This kind of thing really can't be summed up in a single sentence.

"Do you count, out of love?"

"No, it should be said that I am widowed," Mu Qian smiled, but there was some bitterness in his laughter.

The uncle rubbed the tip of his nose, the game stopped playing, and the game characters hid at home and began to think about how to comfort Mu Qian.

Are you my friend? It is not only sadness, but also loneliness.

Does Mu Qian have friends? Maybe there is, even if Zhu Su is, so is Chen Shaoyong, or Ren Ying and Song Shijing, who have not yet clarified their relationship, can be regarded as friends.

Does Ke Muqian really have friends?

Not really.

The old demon king once said that as a king, you must endure the loneliness and loneliness brought by this position, and bear the loneliness until death.

Mu Qian did not have this kind of problem, and his king did not do it properly.

What he lacks is friends who have been by his side since ancient times, and he doesn't know his past, and no one can break down his sorrows......

Mu Qian: "You play first, I'll answer the phone." ”

"Hey, okay!" the uncle smiled a little contrivedly, "The beautiful woman called?"

"It's my dad. ”

"Uh, take me to say hello uncle, hello uncle. "Chen Shaoyong's forehead is full of black lines, why is he calling uncle! He is obviously 'on an equal footing' with Zhen's father!

By the time the uncle reacted, Mu Qian's game character had already withdrawn from the battlefield, and Mu Qian's ID had also been darkened in the friend list.

So......

How to play the remaining half of this qualifying race?

A sniper bullet flew, and the uncle, who had just walked out of the house, looked at the screen that suddenly turned gray and fell into deep thought.