This is actually a little fan sister of your own?

Jing Jian seriously recalled that in his long three-hundred-year career, had anyone been so fanatical about him.

The answer was hard to find, and he pondered the question as he soaked his towel in the wet.

In the long career of the demon king, many people have different reactions when they see Jing Jian, with joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Most of them are happy and then angry, and then sad.

After having the common sense of this world, Jing Jian already understood that he was just an NPC to test his strength for the challengers.

There may be people who like themselves, but it should never be a human like.

"Goodbye, Great Demon King."

Many faces flashed through her mind, and finally Jing Jian thought of the day when her sentence was over.

The girl's voice flashed through his mind, over and over again.

That weird, self-friend-friendly girl.

Out of curiosity, Jing Jian took off Yan Youyu's black mask.

The face that caught Jing Jian's eyes was white and smooth, and compared with the good-looking eyebrows and eyes, the face under the mask would only make people feel more amazing.

She was supposed to be an angel with a face that everyone loved, but with a demonic fate.

Jing Jian didn't actually recognize this face.

Although the pinched face in the challenge demon king is extremely detailed, there is a lot of deviation from the real person after all, whether it is the details or the whole.

But Jing Jian just felt familiar.

It didn't take him long, just a few seconds, to find the familiar source in this sense of déjà vu.

"It turned out to be you."

Now it makes sense.

Who would consider an NPC a friend?

Probably only in a world full of humans, who live like NPCs, right?

Aside from performing those dangerous B-level and higher missions, life doesn't seem to have any value.

Imprisoned in a cage-like place, with shackles on his feet, he has obviously saved the people around him, and he is also eager to save others, but he still bears the mark of a prisoner.

No one can be friends, that's why they talk to themselves to the Great Demon King.

Because only the Great Demon King and her fate are similar.

Because only the Great Demon King is like her, who is hated by everyone.

Jing Jian gently put a towel on Yan Youyu's forehead.

Then he began to look around the room.

The girl's bedroom will be somewhat girly. Jing Jian's gaze first swept over the posters, and then looked at the figures, thinking about whether these things would give her some comfort in Yan Youyu's lonely life.

Finally, his eyes fell on a diary.

It was a diary with a well-known comic book heroine on the cover, and Jing Jian's common sense had some impressions of this comic.

The heroine's sense of existence is actually very weak.,Although it's the daughter of a certain genius family.,But I fell in love with a crane-tailed boy who lived with a demon fox in his body.。

In the more than ten years of serialized comics, girls just like it silently, and love is very quiet.

"It's similar, but you're worse than her."

The act of looking through other people's diaries was wrong, but Jing Jian thought about it, if Yan Youyu was really related to the recent serial murder of cultivators, there might be clues in these diaries.

He gently flipped the first page of the diary.

"I talked with him for a while today, but the forced departure after death was very short. I'd love to talk to him a little longer. ”

"I named the kitten a donut, although I actually prefer spicy food, but the donut is really sweet, it will rub my feet and neck, will be quietly waiting aside when I write, sometimes I will throw some small dried fish outside the window, it will complain and look at me, and then honestly go to find small dried fish to eat."

"The black cat is a symbol of bad luck, but only the donut will not be afraid of me."

"Today, I went to the official website of Shenzhen Entertainment, and looked at the history of the game, and the game does not tell the origin of the Great Demon King, but the setting in the game has nine worlds, and the content in it is so detailed, as if there really are nine worlds. Maybe the Great Demon King is from one of these worlds. ”

"It turns out that the time in the game is ten to one, so hasn't the Great Demon King been in the game for almost three hundred years. In the past three hundred years, countless people have come and gone, has he met anyone who likes him? ”

"I have a feeling that he's not a piece of data, it's like he's real. Or is it just that I'm too annoying, or is it just because he doesn't hate me? I wish he was real......"

In Juanxiu's handwriting, the Great Demon King thought that he would see something related to cultivation, but he jumped through a few pages of the whole diary, whether it was the front part, or the middle and back parts, all of them were related to him and the game.

The feeling of being strongly liked by others, in the experience of the demon king, Jing Jian can't recall.

He was a little overwhelmed.

I suddenly remembered the revelation in the main quest.

Struggling to make sense of family and friendship, he vaguely understood why this mission was rated a nightmare.

Because even if you are liked, you will only feel that there is nowhere to put your thoughts.

He flipped through the notes again.

"Today the mission was carried out. I was joined by elites from outside the school, and they were all seniors from various prestigious schools. I was far away from them, walking at the end of the crowd. Only one older sister would look back at me.

My sister was really nice because there was no one with me, I was on the opposite side of the crowd and she was worried that I would feel uncomfortable and would talk to me far away. She told me that the task was difficult, and that we were dealing with a very new branch of an organization called the Five Gods.

It's just that I'm a little worried about my sister and I'm afraid that she will be isolated. ”

Seeing this, Jing Jian touched the folds on the edge of the page number, and he turned the next page.

The handwriting on this page became messy, like a girl's painful and confused mood.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you! I'm sorry! ”

This page is full of apologies, and Jing Jian guessed that the girl who was willing to take care of her face and fish was probably isolated.

He flipped the next few pages, all of which were apologies.

The whole piece of paper was full of sorry, and Jing Jian could even feel the guilt and apology that overflowed from the paper.

He had a feeling that something was wrong, so he turned on his mobile phone, followed the date, and searched for keywords, famous school union, five gods.

Soon Jing Jian found the relevant report.

The Five Gods are indeed an extremely terrifying organization, and this happened a year and a half ago.

Even if the elites of each school join forces, what they exterminate is only a branch.

Most of the dead members of the Five Gods Society lacked palm prints, but all this was only seen by Jing Jian in a very partial report, and the mainstream news almost did not report Yan Youyu.

The encirclement and suppression were generally smooth, with few casualties.

But a woman from Shudu died in the encirclement.

Only then did Jing Jian react that the woman who talked to Yan Youyu was not isolated, but killed......

No wonder Yan Youyu is full of guilt.

He looked at Yan Youyu's closed eyes and gently biting his lip, thinking about how many similar things there were in this diary?

How much sorrow did she go through?

It's just her diary at Baichuan University, but what about before that?

She must have had parents, friends, and teachers who once cared for her.

But those people are afraid...... is no longer in this world.

In fact, that senior sister was not killed by Yan Youyu.

From the time she entered the forbidden place of the campus, Jing Jian had already sensed the scope of the Calamity's activities.

mentioned in the diary that Yan Youyu was separated from the senior sister by a long distance.

This shows that everyone knows that Yan Youyu has some kind of ominous aura on his body.

And although Yan Youyu is eager to contact people, he has always understood in his heart that only by hiding far away can he not hurt others.

The death of that senior sister has nothing to do with Yan Youyu.

It's just that the kind-hearted little girl thinks in her heart that she killed her.

Anyway, I've already borne the disgust of so many people, so it doesn't matter if I bear the disgust for myself.

Every mission is the most dangerous.

But no one will remember her, and even the mainstream media refuse to report for fear of causing panic.

Only those small media that are very out of the way will go off the rails, but in the comment area, they are not very good-looking.

That's why the other half of the diary is all about the Great Demon King.

This silly girl seems to see the big demon king as the same kind.

"But you're not a demon king, you're just a poor person with a bad life."

Jing Jian muttered softly, his hand caressed Yan Youyu's smooth little face, he couldn't be gentle, even at this moment, those eyes had some kind of evil.

But this is indeed the moment when the Great Demon King feels most comfortable inside.

The diary was quickly read by the Great Demon King.

The Great Demon King was sure that the recent serial death of cultivators should have nothing to do with Yan Youyu.

Yan Youyu is only an auxiliary department, even if he has to carry out tasks and has learned some attack tricks of the spell department and the telekinesis department, it is impossible to go out of Baichuan University, which is full of masters, with shackles.

Her realm is indeed very high, and one foot has already stepped into the Zhenhai realm.

It can be said that his strength has surpassed the teachers of some schools, and he can be regarded as a rare genius in Baichuan University and even in the entire Kyushu university.

But she never tempered her body with aura. Probably afraid that one day, you can't help but want to leave?

"I'll take the cards from you, after I find a way."

Yan Youyu couldn't hear these words, but the hand of the Great Demon King was very warm, and he stroked Yan Youyu's face, and Yan Youyu's original painful expression was slightly soothed.

No one had ever touched her, she was like a person living in a phantom.

This sense of touch made Yan Youyu's dreams gentle.

On the latest page of the diary, Jing Jian saw such a passage.

"I really want to sit in the cafeteria and eat together, just like everyone else. The food from the teachers was delicious, but I really wanted to be with them...... I really want to eat the teppanyaki and fried chicken they shared, and I really want to eat hot pot, the ......kind that is very spicy and spicy."

Seeing this, Jing Jian smiled.

Only in the diary related to the Great Demon King can you see the cute girl side of Yan Youyu, this kind of simple longing is rarely seen.

Of course, there are also kinds of diaries that are full of pages and want to leave, but in the last two lines, you will see the words "I can't leave".

The peerless murder greatly changed Yan Youyu's life.

Jing Jian originally didn't care much about the power of fate and fate cards, but this time, he suddenly wanted to do something for this girl.

"Looks like it's time for some experiments on discovering the power of fate."

Jing Jian changed Yan Youyu's towel, soaked it in water, and then spread it on Yan Youyu's forehead.

Then he touched the black cat's head.

"You're the donuts, aren't you?"

The black cat finally heard three familiar words, and looked at Jing Jian with big cat eyes.

"Remember me, and when she faints again, she will come to me. Of course, I also come to see her regularly. ”

Jing Jian was ready to leave, leaving for the time being.

At this time, it was the time for the canteen to eat, and he planned to pack and bring a dry pot chicken, teppanyaki, and honey grapefruit tea from the second canteen.

These are actually the simplest foods that students eat, but Yan Youyu has never eaten in the cafeteria.

As he left, Jing Jian could feel that the black mist had been attached to him.

In Yan Youyu's twenty years of life, no one had ever been with her for so long before she had the cards of the Child of Calamity.

Jing Jian could feel that she had now become a doom spreader.

But he still doesn't care, he can see the flow of fate, and he can easily tear apart the flow of fate.

"Just because you want to devour me?"

The Child of Calamity relies on the mood swings of the host when the surrounding doom dies to obtain the power of fate.

The peerless life grid is almost a living thing, and it already has its own personality.

These cultivators around them, regardless of the geometry of the realm, have to surrender in the face of a powerful fate.

But this time, the Child of Calamity seems to have met a nemesis.

The power of doom attached to Jing Jian's body was easily dispelled.

When the Child of Calamity tried to devour Thorn Jane again, it suddenly stopped!

Peerless lifeframes will devour some rare or perennial lifeforms.

And the peerless life grid and the life grid, often do not interact with each other, no one knows how strong the other party's host is, how much fate the other party has accumulated, so they often only devour the secondary life grid.

In Baichuan University, there are also same-level existences that the Sons of Calamity don't want to provoke.

But this time, when Jing Jian's evil eyes stared at it, the Child of Calamity suddenly felt an unprecedented aura.

It was an ultimate life that was even more powerful than the peerless level.

The black mist began to slowly shrink and retreat into Yan Youyu's body.

There was only a small pinch of black mist, hidden in Jing Jian's cuffs, this subtle power of fate Jing Jian had already noticed, but he didn't care.

……

It didn't take long for Jing Jian to come back with food. Making sure he wasn't seen, he walked into the forbidden place again.

In fact, this place is rarely visited, and even the teachers in the school are mostly extremely taboo about it.

When Jing Jian placed the food on the table, Yan Youyu muttered and slowly opened his eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ intelligence ~~~~~~~~~~~ that can be made public at the moment

Destiny Cards: Turning Corruption into Wonder

Rare Life: Rely on the satisfaction and epiphany generated when the host instructs others to change others and dial others to obtain the power of fate. Because it is already a rare level, it will increase the trust of the surrounding people to the host, as well as increase the host's observation, and at the same time bring a cultivation gain to the host.

If the host does not like to point to others and sweeps the snow in front of the door, the lifegrid will enter a dormant state, and may degenerate into a permanent form: Tap.

If the host can see the essence of things at a glance and is willing to put forward their own opinions, the host will bring a huge cultivation buff, and there is a subtle possibility of card evolution.

Peerless Evolution: Turning stones into gold.