Ye Mingyu dialed the phone.

It was eerily quiet on the other side, and no sound was heard for a long time.

Is there a mistake?

"Hey, anyone?" He put his phone to his ear and asked hesitantly.

Suddenly there was a high-decibel scream on the phone.

The sound of "ahhhh

If it weren't for Ye Mingyu quickly moving his phone away, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape the fate of deafness.

Lightning tore through the skies of the Demon Realm.

The gloomy Demon King City instantly turned snow-white.

But Satan is not in the mood to pay attention to the weather outside.

She screamed, and when she realized her gaffe, she immediately covered her mouth in excitement and writhed on the bed like a maggot.

The old servant immediately gestured desperately and held up a sign that read:

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself! Speed Recovery! ”

Satan quickly returned to the state of sitting as a duck and picked up his phone tremblingly:

"Yes..... It's me, I'm here. ”

"Uh, there's trouble over there? Suddenly screaming so loudly just now? ”

"Not at all, it's just... It's just that...... It's nothing. ”

It's just that after receiving the call, I couldn't help but be too excited, and I made a sound of shame.

Satan can't say anything like that.

Her mind went blank.

It's a little cold, it's over, you have to say something quickly!

Are you there? Have you eaten it? Slept?

Have you been feeling unwell lately? Drink plenty of hot water, get a good rest, and don't tire out your body.

I heard that the Apocalypse Sect has recently been bombed again, so you must pay attention to safety.

When facing the deceitful demon god, you also have to be cautious, and if you can't beat me, call me.

In the end, I couldn't say a word.

The old servant saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

He scribbled on the whiteboard, then held it up high, trying to wink his eyes.

It's a matter of success or failure!

If His Majesty the Demon King doesn't work hard, the daylily will be cold?

How can you compete with the other two bigwigs for the position of the main palace?

Satan looked at the old servant gratefully.

Smoothed his mind, adjusted his tone, and read it aloud:

"I didn't expect you to call me, did you miss me?"

But as he spoke, Satan felt a little uncomfortable.

She suddenly remembered—

Ye Mingyu didn't seem to know that the person on the phone was the Demon King.

He called his disguised self, what does it have to do with him?

Satan is jealous.

She's eating her own vinegar.

Although I knew that this was vexatious, the mood was like a steering wheel losing control, and a high-speed train derailed in an instant.

So much so that when this sentence came to the end, the tone changed a little.

There was a layer of resentment in the words.

This kind of emotion naturally can't be hidden from Ye Mingyu.

As an old fritter, he knew that explanations might not be useful at this time.

Because when a girl is angry, she doesn't want to listen to your explanations at all, and she doesn't want to listen to those high-sounding reasons.

She just wants you to coax her.

If you are happy, you will naturally have no worries.

"I've always wanted to call you, after all, we've been separated for a long time, and I'm a little worried about your situation, are you okay now?"

First of all, show concern.

Take the opportunity to lead to a new topic.

Ye Mingyu was old and skilled when he opened his mouth.

"I... It's okay, what are you looking for from me? Satan replied hesitantly.

The old servant next to him secretly said that it was not good.

He found that the Demon King didn't have any scheming at all, and he was completely thinking of what to say.

Ye Mingyu called at this time, and he was 100% had something to deal with.

Isn't raising this question now forcing a personal exchange into a business discussion?

How can you quickly develop emotions?

How can you nurture a hotbed of love?

How could you pry open his heart in the middle of the night?

"Actually, I'm looking for you, it's a little something." Ye Mingyu spoke.

Sure enough, he only came to me when he had something...... Satan pursed his lips, his eyes drooped, and his mood was a little low.

"Say, what?" Satan replied sullenly.

The old servant held his forehead.

With his years of experience, he knew that this time it was cold again.

A great opportunity to strengthen your relationship and slip away perfectly before your eyes.

N years have passed, and even the elves are about to be boiled to death.

The relationship between these two has only progressed to holding hands.

Demon King Love Story - A typical lifetime series.

Even if N years pass, it may not be able to reach the level of meeting parents......

"Actually, I'd like to ask if you have any parents or anything like that." Ye Mingyu said suddenly.

This time it was Satan's turn to be shocked.

Not only Satan, but even the old servant was stunned.

Suddenly mentioning parents, is this the rhythm to take off? Is there finally a successor to the throne of the Demon King? The young master of the future is about to appear?

"What are you really doing, all of a sudden? I..... It's also progressing too fast. Satan said with a red face.

"So there is any?" Ye Mingyu asked.

"Well, I don't know, it doesn't matter if this kind of thing is at all," Satan's voice became quieter and quieter, "If you like it, you can get the certificate directly, and I can handle this kind of thing." ”

"What's the license?"

Ye Mingyu didn't react for a while.

Satan turned his head slightly, didn't dare to look at the phone screen, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with his hand:

"Don't force me to say it, this kind of thing.... Very... I'm sorry. ”

"Uh," Ye Mingyu was still a little confused, "so you don't know?" Then tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon, can you put a teleportation circle on the outskirts of the capital of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, and I will go to the Demon Realm. ”

To the Demon Realm?

The first thing Satan realizes is that Ye Mingyu is coming to see him.

And it's in the demon world.

How many years has he not set foot in the territory of the Demon Race?

A thousand years? 10,000 years? Or tens of millions of years?

Ever since that rebellion, he has deliberately avoided contact with demons.

"Okay." Satan muttered.

What Ye Mingyu told next, she couldn't hear it at all.

The popcorn exploded in my head.

Sitting on the light gray sheets, she hugged the pillow tightly, the phone was thrown aside, and there was silence all around, only one sentence echoed in her head: "He's coming?" "He's coming?" ......

This has been repeated countless times.

The question mark becomes a full stop.

He's coming.

"Hey, Lord Demon, sober up! Beelzebub? Your Majesty? ”

The old servant's shout was heard in his ears.

Satan opened his mouth and let out a stupid sigh, and the whole person was like a melted block soap, suddenly softened, lost all edges and corners, and slowly spit out bubbles.

"Lord Demon King!"

The shoulder was tapped.

Only then did she notice the old servant in front of her.

At this moment, the old servant was even more excited than himself, with an expression that the child had finally grown up.

"This wave is the crow taking the plane and going directly to the sky!" The old servant said with a handful of snot and tears.

"But ......," said Satan in a daze, "he's coming to the Demon Realm, wait!" ”

Satan suddenly realized the problem and was shocked inside:

"How did he know he was coming to the Demon Realm?! In other words, Ye Mingyu already knew my identity? Forget it, that's not the point, I... What should I do now? ”

The old servant smiled slightly, signaling Satan to calm down.

"Don't worry, before tomorrow afternoon, everything will be ready, and we will come up with the highest level of etiquette to entertain Lord Pony, but the external force is always the external force, and the key is your ..... Your Majesty the Demon King."

"Me?"

Satan pointed to himself, and his heart said, "What's wrong with me?"

The old servant nodded solemnly and said categorically:

"Yes, you must be trained, tomorrow's date is comparable to the legendary Battle of Sekigahara, as a samurai, you must be prepared to lose or seppuku!"