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The open windows, the curtains pressed by the dictionary shook slightly, accompanied by a somewhat cool night breeze, gently fluttering in the bedroom.

The laptop's power light is slightly shining.

Listen......

'King, we need your ......'

'The Demon Realm is about to be pushed to the point of no recovery by those ambitious guys...... Your people need the king's guidance...... Although you always don't come out of the Demon King's Palace......

'Alas...... The king's breath is getting weaker and weaker. ’

'Disaster can strike at any time, what if the Demon King's Palace is rebuilt, and our king is gone from us...... Woo! Woo! ’

'Whew-woo-woo-'

As soon as he fell asleep, Mu Qian heard shouts in the wind and the sound of two old men talking.

And, the ghost who used to wear earplugs to sleep at night howled.

This is a ritual of some kind of calling in the demon world. It had happened many times in the past ten years, but gradually, as his aura in the demon world became weaker and weaker, these cries became more and more blurred.

If you really want to go back, won't Mu Qian go back soon? Since the Demon King doesn't want to go back, it's useless for you to shout and cut your throat......

When he was in the demon world, Mu Qian never took care of half of the things in the demon world; He just used his own strength to suppress the entire demon world, and the big demons in the demon world were still divided and ruled.

said that he was the demon king, more precisely, he should be the spiritual leader of the demon world, the strongest person in the demon world. The Demon King Hall is also similar to the holy land of the demon world, and the demon generals and big demons in various places must obtain the permission of the Demon King Hall in order to carry out the inheritance of power.

Those big demons, really when Mu Qian, the strongest demon king, lives in the Demon King Hall all year round, he only knows how to cultivate strength, and he doesn't know anything about intrigues and tricks?

Among the ancient books of the pre-Qin Dynasty left by the old demon king, there are "Thirty-six Strategies"!

In the last fifteen years of coming into contact with comics and staying in the Demon King's Palace, Mu Qian was very interested in Nianghua comics for a while, and he also read a lot of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin", and learned a lot of wisdom and strategy in them.

For example, 'Straw Boat Borrowing Cheap', 'The Beautiful Times of Pan Jinlian and Ximenqing', 'Seven Captures of Meng Huo: The Correct Binding Posture of the Red-faced Man', 'Seven in and Seven Out', etc...... I learned a lot of advanced strategies.

Well, intrigue.

Although Mu Qian is a house, he is not stupid. Of course, he knew how those demons, immortals, and even alien alliances ten years ago came together and what the purpose was. It is nothing more than the demon clan taking the lead in launching a small-scale war with the dual nature of foreign invasion and internal rebellion, and find out the details of his demon king.

If that battle continues, Mu Qian can easily wipe out those cannon fodder, and he can easily drag out those guys who are watching in the dark and beat them up a few times.

But the rebellion of the demon world ten years ago gave him a wonderful opportunity...... Aren't you clamoring to get rid of this 'inactive' demon king? Brother go by yourself, you can play this scene by yourself.

It's like my brother likes the Demon King Palace, which has no electricity and no wifi, and it takes a lot of effort to buy comic books, and he can't watch anime.

Goodbye, bye-bye, Akaseva, where is Sayou!

Gone away, and still want to call him back to continue to be the demon king?

"Dreaming."

Mu Qian pouted, yawned, turned over and continued to sleep.

Knock knock!

It wasn't the noise of the wall - it was half past eleven in the evening, and Mom and Dad were already resting, and knocking on the wall would make them noisy.

It was the sound of the door slamming at the door.

What's wrong?

Mu Qian opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, walked to the door in two steps and opened the door, sure enough, he was wearing a pink nightdress, holding a white teddy bear, and hiding his little face behind the teddy bear...... Little Spirit.

"Brother, I can't sleep. Ay! ”

Bang...... Mu Qian decisively closed the door.

The ethical consciousness of human beings is what he admires, believing that it is the basis for the construction of order in human society, and he does not want to break it.

Knock knock!

"Shhhh Mu Qian opened a crack in the door, "The third watch doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?" ”

"I'm watching ghost stories with Xiao Xiuxiu today," Xiao Ling hugged the bear tightly, revealing a pair of cute big eyes, and the eye waves shone slightly in the cool light of the night. "Brother, you won't leave your cute sister alone, will you?"

Mu Qian was clearly thinking.

If his parents see Xiao Ling coming out of his room tomorrow, will he be broken by his old-fashioned father...... But he couldn't refuse Xiao Ling's pure and innocent eyes.

It's because she thinks too much, she has always been spoiled by herself and grew up, and it's normal to stick to herself. And as a demon king, no, the former demon king, this concentration is still there.

Mu Qian coughed, opened the door, let Xiao Ling in, and made a silent gesture.

Xiao Ling was immediately overjoyed, and flew directly to the bed with the little bear in his arms.

Burst!

My brother's bed is really the most comfortable!

Mu Qian looked outside with some weakness, rubbed the tip of his nose again, turned his head to look at the little girl who was already rolling around on his bed with the little bear in his arms, and closed the door.

"You sleep in bed, I'll lay the floor under the bed."

"It's okay, brother, your bed is big enough, and I won't squeeze you...... Why do you look at the Lun family like this," Xiao Ling stuck out the tip of his tongue and said with a grin, "Just kidding, my mother said that we can't sleep together." Brother, just tell me a story, I'll play for a while and go back to sleep! ”

"I still want to tell a story...... Mu Qian yawned, found two quilts in the closet next to him, and spread them on the floor casually, sleepy, "If you can't sleep, just hold the computer and watch anime, I have to work tomorrow ......"

"Brother~"

"It's useless to shout anything......"

"Then I'll call Dad and say you're going to carry me to your room at night!" Xiao Ling was quite calm when he said this, and the redness on his face was not obvious in the cover of the night.

Mu Qian sat on the ground with a dark face, looking at the little ancestor who looked at the sky lightly, and deeply realized the deep meaning of the idiom 'it is easy to invite the gods and it is difficult to send the gods'.

"Brother, tell stories, I want to listen to the stories you tell, I feel that many people will definitely like my brother as a novelist in the future!" Xiao Ling pouted, huddled on the bed with the little bear in his arms, and blinked pitifully: "Bedside stories are the best cure for insomnia." ”

"Once upon a time, there was a hunter ......"

Mu Qian was directly defeated, and began to tell the content of an 'ancient' comic he had read.

Xiao Ling grinned, hugged the little bear and lay on the bed, his big black jewel-like eyes blinked, watching his brother slowly change from sitting to lying down, and the words in his mouth slowly weakened......

In just a few minutes, Mu Qian was already about to enter the chess game carefully set up by Zhou Gong.

"Brother, what happened later?"

"Later, the fox turned into a man, and went to find the man......"

A few minutes later.

"Brother, why can't men like men and women can't like women?"

Hearing this question, Mu Qian immediately beat his spirit, this distorted concept could not affect Xiao Ling.

"Hehe, brother, don't be nervous, I'm just saying it casually." Xiao Ling chuckled, grabbed Xiao Xiong's two furry arms, and waved at Mu Qian like a box. "It's normal for men and women to be in love!"

"Scared me, you ......" Mu Qian yawned and was about to turn over and sleep.

"But brother, why do so many people say ......?"

The two chatted without a word, whenever Mu Qian was about to fall asleep, Xiao Ling always had a hundred ways to stimulate Mu Qian's spirit.

Originally, when she was in her own room, Mu Qian was a little worried that she would be misunderstood by her parents, so she felt a little unsure......

More than 200 calls of 'brother' in one night...... More than thirty topics were replaced......

At noon the next day, Mu Qian, who had slept at four o'clock in the morning, sat up on the ground and looked at his bed speechlessly.

Xiao Ling, who was lying on his bed, had a pillow on his head, kicked the bear with his feet, and fell asleep with his arms open, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming a sweet dream.

This girl......

Mu Qian yawned against the panda eyes, walked out of the door, stuffed a few mouthfuls of his mother's freshly made lunch, and was about to embark on the road to work in a daze.

"My sister is still young, so you can't do anything excessive."

Before going out, his mother's instructions in his ear made Mu Qian sober up most of the time in an instant.

"An-la-a-la, go to work, Xiao Qian and Xiao Ling will grow up soon."

The mother seemed to have something to say, but Mu Qian didn't think much about the meaning, and embarked on today's journey in the scorching summer.

……

"What's the matter, Xiaoqian, I've been yawning all day today, was it too late to read last night?" Sister Juan, who was about to change shifts, asked him with a smile.

"I told the story to Xiaoling until the morning...... I haven't had a good rest......"

"Why don't you go to sleep in the back?" Sister Juan said with concern, "Anyway, there won't be many guests here, I'll help you for a while, and let Qingtian call you up when you're busy." ”

"No, no," Mu Qian scratched his head, letting the blood flow quickly into his brain.

Unfortunately, all that flowed into it was the blood with the 'drowsiness factor', and he yawned deeply, leaving tears of emotion.

"Let's go......"

"Hmm...... Well? Mu Qian looked outside the door of the store and suddenly came to his senses, "It's okay Sister Juan, I also slept for seven or eight hours, but I didn't stay up late during this time, and I wasn't used to it." ”

With that, he walked to the door of the store and looked at the woman walking on the street, who was crossing the road and clearly disobeying the traffic rules...... Of course, this is not the point, the point is that the other party is walking directly towards the snack bar, and the purpose is very clear.

Trench coat, sunglasses, and a scarf today......

Mu Qian's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes were full of deep meaning, his left hand was holding his right elbow, and his right hand was touching his chin, with a pensive expression.

'She's really not hot?' ’

The Demon King thought.