MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 138

“…Is there ice cream here?”

In the small shop late at night, the owner of the shop who was sleeping with his cat suddenly opened his eyes. He hurriedly put the blanket over his lap and the cat in the blanket on the seat, and hurried out to greet him.

"Yes! Of course there is! There's a freezer!"

I saw that the other side was handsome and indifferent, and Mo Lan's eyes seemed to be filled with broken ice. Just standing there made people feel a kind of aura that was not angry and arrogant.

The owner hurriedly opened the freezer and asked the other party to choose. Unexpectedly, the other party first glanced at the ice cream in the freezer, then turned his head slightly and looked at the freezer.

The owner: "...?"

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly heard the other party speak bluntly.

"I want all the ice cream here, and this freezer."

The owner: "…"

The operation of buying all the ice creams, he can still understand the behavior of the boss, and there is not much money in a cabinet of ice creams. But he really couldn't understand the operation of buying a freezer, not to mention that the other party's sideways movement was to look at the rollers under the freezer, with a somewhat satisfied expression.

"Yes, it also has wheels."

The owner: "…"

The owner was a little stunned. Seeing that the other party was about to attack his freezer, he hastily stopped him.

"Yes, but you bought the freezer, how will I be open in the next few days..."

Before he finished speaking, a pile of cash was placed on the cashier.

"Also make up for your turnover in the next few days."

What new operation has the rich man come up with... The owner muttered in his heart, but this did not delay him enthusiastically pushing the freezer out of the store for the other party. The owner also asked with concern, considering that the freezer cannot be cooled after the power is turned off.

"Do you have a car? May I call one for you?"

"No."

The astonishing black-haired youth refused.

"Is there a rope in the store? The stronger kind."

The owner stared blankly at each other as he tied the freezer with rope and dragged it to the street corner like a cart. There seemed to be someone waiting there. Under the bright street lamp, he was wearing a slightly larger black coat, and his white hair was glowing with a beautiful brilliance.

Anse Er was silent, he looked at Ceros who was dragging the entire freezer with a rope. The demon king dragged a freezer of ice cream like a cart, trying to make him happy.

"Anseyer, look, the car!"

The devil has carefully selected the most expensive and delicious ice cream from the pile of ice cream.

"Look, ice cream!"

Ansel: "…"

Sometimes, he would feel like Ceros was a jerk, exactly like his goose.

Gah! small car!

Quack! ice cream!

But Ans Air didn't laugh, he couldn't help laughing.

This is obviously to make him happy.

He put on the cloak of Ceros and took the ice cream that Ceros handed over. The first bite was soft and sweet, full of the taste of money. Ansier only took two bites when he saw Ceros' hand patted the freezer lightly, and then looked at him, his dark blue vertical pupils full of anticipation.

Goose sent an invitation—

Would you like to take the goose car?

Ansel: "…"

That's not a car! That's a freezer on wheels!

But facing Ceros's warm eyes, Ans El bit his head and sat on the freezer. The roller moved, causing his body to shake slightly. Ansier bit the ice cream. Before long, he heard the soft sound of Ceros amid the friction and rotation of the roller.

"Sorry, Ansel."

"It's because I don't know the whole situation, so I suspect you privately."

Angel's sunset eyes softened like never before, he shook the ice cream in his hand and said softly.

"It's not your problem, and I should say sorry."

"It's all because of me hiding it."

Time goes back to just now, when Ans El said something like "there is no place to go", Theros was really puzzled, which was completely different from what he thought. He thought that Ansair might be silent or resist, but he didn't expect that the last thing he said was still the prosperity of the demon world.

He froze for a while and asked.

"Didn't you come undercover?"

Theros was silent for a moment, decisive.

"That's because you're too talented."

Don't brag! Not so!

Ansier finally knew where the problem was, and he turned back, staring at Ceros. This guy, since he knew his identity, has been thinking nonsense, all kinds of caution, all kinds of struggles, all kinds of confusion about what he wants to do, right?

He said helplessly.

"Theros, you must have dealt with such a sinner, right? You can't kill him directly, but use detours to ensure that he never appears in front of you again... That's how I am."

He opened his eyes with the color of the sunset, and he was actually smiling.

"I was imprisoned in Zhenxingtian's prison for several months. In the end, I probably felt that it was too much of a hindrance. The host angel chose to exile me to the demon world."

"At that time, the door between the Three Realms was closed. In order to exile me, I even opened the door for a few minutes, and then closed the door completely."

He spreads his hands.

"I was very weak at that time and could only cast six halo magic at most. To exile me like this to the demon world, what purpose is there other than wanting me to die in a place they can't see? ?"

The Demon King suddenly felt uncomfortable for Ansel. He was very concerned about the prison, sin, and exile that Ansel said, and these words should not be associated with the noble Ansel.

He even remembered what Ansair had told him about receiving favors from him. For a while, he only hated how helpless and helpless Ansel would be when he gave too little favor at that time. He should directly invite the traveler at that time to ride with him and go to Luster City together. , enjoy guest privileges.

"So, I'll never go back." Ans Air said calmly, he didn't say "can't go back", but said "won't go back".

After he said this, he felt that his heartstrings were also loosened. Even in front of his loyal followers, Ans El would never mention his identity as an angel, nor his past in the heavenly realm. In front of Theros, these pasts flowed out so smoothly.

Cerros knew it anyway.

Anyway…

It was Ceros who knew about it.

Anseyer miraculously didn't have a lot of worries in his heart, he lightly dipped the end of his eyes with his sleeve, and a little wetness made him feel a little ashamed. He wiped his head secretly for a while, and his wings shyly folded inward, swaying and swaying, as if covering.

Suddenly, he felt Ceros grab his wings and tried to push aside.

Ansier who hid himself with his wings: "...!"

His tears are not over yet! Damn! Shame!

Theros originally wanted to apologize for his misunderstanding, but after spreading his wings, he looked at the angel whose clothes were half-fading, and his arms were holding the clothes in front of him, and his pupils suddenly shook!

In the eyes of the devil's vibrating pupils, look closer, as if 10,000 geese are running wildly on the grassland, while running wildly, while "goose goose goose" shouted! The ancestors of the Asmodeus family also popped up in the devil's mind, and the devils of all dynasties formed a chorus and sang "Hallelujah" in unison!

Go! Don't blame him for the separator added in the middle of the charge!

Anseyer clenched the placket of his shirt, his wings were caught and could not be closed, and he watched as Ceros, who looked obviously wrong, leaned towards him—

He rested his head on his shoulder.

Reveal your angelic identity."

Ansel shook his head.

"No."

"Didn't you trust me too?"

I believe he really loves the demon world, and believes in his ideals and character. This kind of sympathy-like recognition is something that Ansel has never received in the heavens.

The Demon King's black hair was on his shoulders, and the horns were there, majestic. Ansier couldn't hold back, he tilted his head slightly, as if he had touched the top of the other's hair lightly.

Even Ansel didn't know why he wanted to do this.

He was just thinking—

It's great to find out who he is is Ceros.

With a calm and relaxed mood, Ans El let Theros rest on his shoulder, one minute, two minutes…

Ansel: "…"

He can act like a baby! Long time!

Just as he was about to speak and let the other person's head leave his shoulders, His Majesty the Demon King muffled his mouth just right, trying to give himself more time.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, I'm really ashamed. Do you want something to eat and drink? I'm here to treat you."

Ansier really wants to eat, he wants to eat ice cream.

Because it's so hot! The exchanged blood is hot, and Ceros is hot against him!

The devil who rules the coldest Western Regions, how can he be so hot!

"I want ice cream."

He said honestly, then wait, a minute, two minutes…

Ansel: "…"

The expression on his face began to disappear, and then the wing that was not caught slowly lifted. Only at this time did he realize that the wings he was holding were actually being touched all the time, and the feathers rubbed the wing bones and pinched them.

"Hey, Ceros, why aren't you up yet."

Ansel asked with a blank expression.

Just a little more...just a little longer! Just a little longer!

Still not! Don't want to take my head off!

The Demon King buried his head, closer to the sand than an ostrich, said from the bottom of his heart.

"I want to sleep here tonight."

Before he finished speaking, the snow-white wing patted down steadily and slapped him to the ground. Ansier arranged his clothes indifferently, because he was so spoiled by Ceros that he acted indiscriminately for so long. When tidying up the neckline, he saw Theros on the ground was not moving, but he took his cloak in one hand and handed it to Ans El.

Yes, it's still a catch.

This is the way to buy ice cream.

With a freezer of ice cream, the two demon kings came to the top of the city's tallest building. Ansair was sitting on the freezer, looking at the night sky with Theros, under the stars, suddenly, he remembered an ancient story.

“…the story of the devil in the bottle?”

Theros also obviously knows that story, which is well known in the demon world. The demon was accidentally sealed in a bottle, and every day he longed for someone to rescue him and was willing to pay Liancheng's wealth. However, after waiting for three hundred years, the demon finally fell into despair.

"My story, a little change."

Anse Er smiled.

The angel was imprisoned in the demon bottle.

The first hundred years, the angel thought, if someone can get me out of here, I will give him countless treasures of gold and silver.

The second hundred years, the angel thought, no matter who, come and save him, he will give that person everything he wants.

In the third century, the angel wants to…

"Fuck him, I want to be the devil!"

Anse Er made a fist with one hand and spoke generously.

Cerros: "…"

Who taught the pure angel to swear!

The two demon kings were eating ice cream, the wind was blowing, the stars gradually disappeared, and the sky was covered with rays of light. In this glow, a red shadow gradually approached, and Theros took a closer look and found that it was a phoenix flying in tears.

Phoenix: "Tweet wow wow wow wow wow wow!"

His Majesty left him in the vacant room without going home at night!

It is the bird of Ansel, and a servant of Ansel.

Theros immediately turned his head to see the appearance of Ansel. The cloak is his, it's very good, there is no problem; the freezer is bought by him, it is very stable, there is no problem; as for the top of Ansel's head... bald!

Life! The phoenix is ​​coming soon!

Ansel forgot to wear a horn!

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Goose is about to live a life of anxiety for Ans 2333

Goose: Cardiopulmonary arrests have increased!