MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 192

Afterwards, the Demon King and the Archon met an angel playing musical instruments on the street.

Scenes of this kind of quiet performance on the street often appear in the heavens, because angels are naturally good at reciting melodious songs and proficient in various musical instruments, and they also love it. It is because of this that Anseir sings spells and sings well.

However, Ans Aier didn't learn much about the musical instrument, and the playing level of the harp was acceptable. The accordion invited by the angel on the street was really embarrassing for him.

Ans El played the accordion a few times, it was a simple and brisk minor tune, Sharia also walked over and played a melodious tune.

The angel next to him responded with a flute.

Sharia looked around at the angels whose expressions were reserved but very quiet and soft. The music was melodious, and it was a song to pray that the storm would pass and the light would come.

Salia sat on the cold stone bench, and he noticed that his feet were on the ground. At this moment, he really understood Ans Air's intention to take him out on a tour.

He stood on the ground.

He is with the heavens.

His people play flutes and accompany his accordion. Sharia remembered in a trance that Uriel was also good at playing the flute. One day, he must be here with Uriel...

Play it to the angels.

Leading the angels behind him to salute the two consuls.

"Your Excellency Archon."

"I didn't expect the two of you to come to the street in person."

According to the system of the heaven, if the main angel has no business, he will not easily contact with ordinary angels. The blue star is an exception. She has a gentle and kind personality, and pays special attention to the feelings of the angels under her control. Therefore, the planets she manages are also the most livable. What Lan Xingtian did not expect was that the consul would condescend to come here.

She subconsciously looked at the white-haired consul, Lord Sharia and Lord Uriel, she was very familiar with it, to say that all the changes were since the last consul was found back to the beginning.

As soon as the identity of the consul appeared, the surrounding angels were very surprised, and the little angel was even more stunned. Sharia touched his head again, holding back tears, took out a gold coin and handed it to the little angel.

"Thank you, dear boy."

He thanked him softly, thanking the child for inadvertently giving him another chance to revive.

The little angel didn't know why he was thanked by the consul. He was flattered and murmured his thanks. Shalia could hardly hold back the tears in her eyes, she quickly turned around and left, followed by Ansel, feeling relieved and a little envious.

Huh? Why envy?

Of course I would be envious!

Sharia can actually take out a gold coin and give it to others!

***

Uriel finished his work and returned to the palace of the highest heaven. He knew that Ansair and Shalia went out together, and he was still a little happy. Even if the hope was slim, he still wished that Ansair could spend more time with the heavens and them, maybe...

Uriel calmed down, he waited in the palace for a while, and sure enough he saw Ansel and Sharia coming back together. Before he had time to greet each other, Uriel was surprised to find that Sharia, who was walking quickly in front, seemed to be... crying?

He looked at Ans El subconsciously, and Ans El gave a "tsk".

"First of all, I didn't bully him." He emphasized, "My goose can testify."

Segers: "...Gah!"

Testify!

Uriel didn't think so, and for a while he denied it again and again with embarrassment. Of course, he had to admit that what he really thought at first was that Shalia couldn't stand some of the words that Anselm drew a line, so she cried. But Ansi Er is now a Demon King, and it was a matter of course to draw a line with them. He didn't have... any position or reason to blame.

But think about it in another direction, if it was Ansier who made him cry...

Uriel casts pity on his companion.

I'm afraid it's not this kind of whispering, but a wailing and a lot of water, right?

He quickly figured out the reason for Sharia's wailing. Hearing that it was because he had a feeling among the people, Uriel couldn't help but wet his eyes, and quickly A few words of comfort.

However, at this time, Uriel suddenly found that the three of them were very close to talking in such a relaxed and leisurely manner. Sharia, who was sobbing, patiently persuaded himself, and Ansair with arms crossed, eyes closed, eyes closed... It was exactly what the three rulers looked like together.

Uriel's heart jumped suddenly, but before he could share his joy, he saw the white swan beside Ansair cast a cold look at him. Under the consul's gaze, the white swan flicked its feathers, and the white feathers instantly turned back to black feathers.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. This time he cooperated with the utmost benevolence and righteousness, and he added a bell spontaneously.

"It's almost time, I'm going back, happy cooperation."

Uriel subconsciously wanted to keep.

"Why not..."

Ansier shook his head and refused.

"The Three Realms will be held soon. I have to go back to the Demon Realm to deal with some things. After that, I will go to the Human Realm as agreed."

After he finished speaking, he flicked the corner of his clothes, and the consul's dress was changed into that of the devil. The black swan followed him closely, and he turned his head once when he passed through the gate of the devil. Uriel raised his hand and saw the other party's Demon King's cloak drifting away.

He slowly retracted his hand and bowed his head in disappointment.

Yes, it's just a partnership, just a lease.

No matter what delusions arise, no matter how pleasant the atmosphere is, Ansel is not the consul of the heavens.

He's a real devil.

***

Ansier, who returned to the Demon Realm, lay relaxed in the rocking chair in his bedroom and sighed comfortably. The demon world was still comfortable, the air was familiar, and the rocking chair that Theros gave him was also very pleasing to his heart, and it was fun to swing around.

Cerros: "…"

That's right, a bird is a rope that likes to swing around! The family legend "Devil King Learning" taught him that he should do what he likes when giving gifts to the other half.

After a short while, Ans El opened his eyes full of energy and began to communicate with Ceros.

The reason for the communication is because the demon world is facing a problem. Since it is such a major event as the alliance of the three realms, the three realms of the demon realm should have leaders. However, the southern region is currently very chaotic, the battle is not over yet, the capital is still smoking, and I don't know who to send.

If Ansair was asked, he hoped it was Sidi, this girl is practical, can handle, and will never lose the face of the devil in the Three Realms Alliance. Ansier still remembered the last time, Theros talked to the heaven alone, but the good guy, two consuls came directly from the heaven, and it was very shameful.

I saw the devil sitting in the rocking chair with his arms folded and the corners of his mouth upturned, looking very proud.

Alas, this time he had to worry more. Doesn't the Heavenly Realm like to shake more people? Well, let's just shake the three Demon Kings together this time on the Demon Realm's side! He wanted to see where the third consul came out of the heavenly realm.

Heaven: "…"

Tears, from the heaven through the human world to the demon world.

But...

The white-haired demon king changed his posture and the cat was in the rocking chair, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

However, the southern region is different from the eastern and western regions. The lords have been fattened for many years, and they have exhausted their benefits and have great power. .

"...So I think, Sidi ascends the throne, only afraid of difficulties."

He said this to Ceros on the phone, Ceros also agreed, and then asked Ans El.

"If you were in that position, Ans..." The Demon King asked in a low voice, "What would you do?"

Anse El laughed, this is a sudden quiz in the Demon King class.

"My thoughts must be the same as yours." He closed his eyes slightly, "That is—"

***

Sidi pushed open the door of the room.

The room was dark and small, but the Leopards could see in the dark. The girl of the Leopard Clan was expressionless. She looked at the dark room. Once upon a time, she was also under house arrest in such a room, but now her position is reversed, which is ridiculous.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ivien, the son of the former Demon King, shivered. He didn't even dare to lift his head, his hands clasped his knees tightly, and his head was buried between his knees, forming an ostrich-like posture. He heard the slight collision of weapons and the sound of boots stepping on the ground, and the leopard man, the general who dominated life and death, still approached him without hesitation.

The girl wearing a black velvet-edged cloak was wearing a sword at her waist. When she leaned over, the metal objects on her body made a soft noise. Her appearance was very different from the old one. There was a gap in the semi-circular leopard ear due to the fierce battle, and her expression was solemn and unsmiling. She looks like a soldier and a general, the end of the leopard's tail is slightly curled, hanging under the cloak.

She gave Evan a faint smile.

"Don't be afraid, come with me." She grabbed the terrified Ivin, and the corner of her mouth widened with a smile, "Your uncles and uncles are waiting for you outside."

Ivan trembled even more, because he knew the ferocity of the leopard man in front of him. The diehard who still wanted to support his father was mercilessly cut off. The firelight that night shot up to the sky, and under the firelight, there was blood flowing all over the ground. This is undoubtedly a cruel beast, and now, he will finally slash his claws on him!

Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly screamed miserably. The leopard girl held him impatiently and forced him to shut up. When Ivan was so frightened that he fainted, his tone softened again.

"I can vouch for the good things you've been waiting for."

"Only, I hope you will speak and do as I instruct you."

The leopard girl grinned, and her broken half-round leopard ears shook vigorously.

"I hope you realize who decides your life and death..."

"Your Majesty."

The pupils of the former Demon King's son shrank to the extreme, and the shrunken pupils gradually enlarged, accompanied by a shrill cry, the funny-looking jester fell to his knees.

"...dead."

He murmured, his expression was like crying and laughing, and he grabbed the two pointed clown hats on his head with both hands.

"You're dead... dead... my body..."

His eyes stared at the ground, his hands were digging hard, leaving blood stains.

"You will not die in vain, my body, my kin..."

"I'll let the Demon King Ansel-"

"Blood!"

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