stonecrandall Chapter 184 Subordinates Will Never Betray You Again
Chapter 184 Subordinates Will Never Betray You Again
On the 67th, it was said that Ning Zhe's tooth replacement period had arrived.
Demons generally have a long lifespan, and Ning Zhe's body is still in his infancy, just in time.
Ning Zhe sat on the lap of the seventeenth dark guard, opened his mouth to show No. 67, with tears in his eyes.
No. 67 touched his missing tooth, and said calmly: "It's okay, it will grow back in two days."
When it grows out again, it will become the unique sharp fangs of the demons.
He asked Lingtuan to heal Ning Zhe and stop the bleeding.
The teeth were itchy, Ning Zhe wanted to stick out his tongue to lick it, but No. 67 quickly stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of his tongue.
"I can't lick it, it won't grow if I lick it again."
His touch made Ning Zhe remember that he teased him, and with a drooping brow, he pushed him away with a cold face, ignoring him.
No. 67 wanted to go forward, but unexpectedly, the seventeenth guard suddenly stretched out his hand to protect Ning Zhe in his arms, blocked him with his arms, and stared at him coldly.
"Don't come here, the emperor doesn't like you approaching him."
His natural protective posture seemed very close to Ning Zhe.
No. 67 froze for a moment, and the brows were suddenly stained with cold anger.
I can't tell what it feels like, it's like, something that is clearly my own, but now it's being snatched away.
He glanced at Ning Zhe who was huddled in his arms without saying a word, curled up his fingers, and finally closed his eyes and regained his composure.
"Call me if something happens."
He only said such a sentence, then turned around and disappeared into the room suddenly.
Ning Zhe silently stared at the place where he disappeared, half-closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.
The hall was dead silent.
Occasionally, a breeze comes in through the window, rolling up the curtain and floating.
The dim light hit the quiet side face of the boy in his arms, and the fine dust on the long eyelashes lingered and danced. The light and shadow interlaced, reflecting the delicate and delicate skin like white porcelain, making it more beautiful and noble.
"Emperor...Emperor..."
Dark Guard Seventeen stared at him intently, moved his throat slightly, his voice trembling with tension.
Ning Zhe raised one eyelid to look at him.
It was a little different from when he was with No. 67. When facing the secret guard Seventeen, his face was calm and indifferent, and he didn't care at all.
Dark Guard Seventeen's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips lightly, and whispered in a timid voice: "This subordinate, this subordinate held a banquet for you, you..."
You and your subordinates go and have a look together, okay?
But the words that followed fell silent under Ning Zhe's indifferent eyes.
The dark guard Seventeen involuntarily let go of his hand, knelt on the ground, his expression gradually became flustered, and he looked at him beggingly and painfully.
He really wanted the emperor to stop looking at him like this.
He already knows that he is wrong...he is correcting...he will become very obedient and obedient.
So can you stop looking at him with such cold eyes as if you were looking at a stranger?
The Seventeenth Dark Guard lowered his head helplessly, with tears overflowing from his eyes, and murmured: "I'm sorry... Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, and I won't betray you again..."
Ning Zhe looked down at him lightly.
This strange man who looked like the Seventeenth Guard knelt in front of him, whimpering and shaking violently, like a desperate domestic dog abandoned by its owner.
He looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are you Seventeen?"
Dark Guard Seventeen raised his head in astonishment, his face was full of tears, and there was some surprise in his bewildered eyes.
The emperor was finally willing to talk to him.
Dark Guard Seventeen stammered and Ning Zhe explained what happened in Jiyuan.
Of course, he didn't reveal anything about the temple.
It only said that after the young lord disappeared, he was brought into the abyss together by that man just now, and with his help, he and Chi Yue devoured the soul of the young lord, and merged into one person.
After he finished speaking, Ning Zhe stared at him for a long time with those pitch-black eyes, the bottom of which was dark and bottomless, much quieter and deeper than Ji Yuan.
The Seventeenth Dark Guard was seen at a loss.
If Ning Zhe asked one more question about the temple, he might not be able to hold on and tell everything.
Fortunately, Ning Zhe didn't ask, just said: "Let's go."
The dark guard Seventeen stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand.
Ning Zhe stood up, walked to his side, and stretched out a small white hand towards him, "Didn't you say you are going to a banquet?"
......
There is nothing interesting about the banquet in the Demon Realm.
The demons here are cruel and tyrannical, and they don't follow the cumbersome etiquette of the human race.
The Seventeenth Dark Guard had tried his best to hold the banquet as grandly as possible, and publicly announced at the banquet that Feng Ning Zhe was the master.
It's fine to be named the Son of God, but you still want to control their Demon Realm?The faces of the demons changed all of a sudden.
These demons are ambitious, and they can succumb to the Seventeenth Dark Guard and Chi Yue because they are powerful and noble.
Now a lowly succubus came to be their master, how could they be willing.
After listening to the words of the seventeenth guard, some demons stood up to object.
It's just that before he could open his mouth, the secret guard Shi Qiyi flew away with his sword, mercilessly cut his throat and gouged out the inner alchemy, and he couldn't say a word until he died.
Seeing that the Seventeenth Dark Guard was not easy to mess with, these demons turned their eyes and aimed directly at Ning Zhe.
After all, this young man seemed to be the weakest person in the entire hall, as long as he was killed, the Lord's idea would naturally be broken without attack.
So some of the opposing demons went up to entangle the Seventeenth Dark Guard, and some began to attack Ning Zhe frantically.
It's a pity that before they got close to Ning Zhe, they were engulfed by the invisible cold flame spreading around Ning Zhe, and their souls burned violently in an instant.
There was a sudden hiss of pain from all around.
Ning Zhe sat quietly on the main seat, without moving his eyes or moving a step, and burned these demons to ashes.
No one saw how he did it.
Those cold flames are invisible fires, no one can see them except Ning Zhe and No. 67.
In the eyes of the other demons, it was extremely weird, as if even the heavens were protecting him!
The resisting demons all took a step back in horror when they saw their companions screaming and roaring and vanishing into ashes, feeling fear in their hearts.
If they died at the hands of the Lord, at least they could die happily.
But it would be better to fight, but it would let them taste the burning pain of their souls and then fly away!
This boy... he is not that weak at all!
The viciousness of stalking others is engraved in the bones of the demons. Seeing Ning Zhe's fierce methods, even if he was dissatisfied with this, he never dared to oppose it openly.
Dark Guard Seventeen quickly dealt with the rebellion.
The blood on the banquet was washed away, and the enchanting dancers played dance music again, and the banquet returned to a peaceful atmosphere.
Ji Yan's eyes moved slightly, he raised the wine bottle, took the lead and knelt on the ground to toast Ning Zhe, calling him "Master Shenzi".
He is now the leader of the palace guards, with a great status, and he did not object when he saw him, and many demons knelt down and surrendered one after another.
Ning Zhe curled up sleepily in the arms of the Seventeenth Dark Guard, yawned a little, and looked quietly at the group of demons with rough and terrifying appearances trying to put away their vicious and bloodthirsty minions. He knelt down on the ground and raised his glass to congratulate him.
Just like a group of courtiers who flattered him in the court hall during the years when he was emperor.
Ning Zhe hadn't seen this scene for a long, long time.
For a long time since he was dethroned, he has knelt at the feet of others and begged for mercy.
He never thought that the seventeenth guard of the dark guard would also be the soul of the young lord.
A hundred years ago, the young lord made a mistake when crossing the heavenly tribulation, and his soul was divided into several parts, including Chi Yue and the seventeen guards.
One of the souls wandered into Tianqi, which was Chi Yue, and the other soul was reincarnated in Dayue, becoming the Seventeenth Dark Guard.
The former subordinate turned into the new king of the Demon Realm, but the master wandered and became a lowly and inferior demon. Life is really full of drama.
"emperor......"
Because he lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time, the Seventeenth Dark Guard glanced at him nervously, and said cautiously, "You, aren't you happy?"
He knew that the young man had a noble and unparalleled status, and he felt sorry for the young man in his current state, and wanted him to turn back into the once high god overlooking all living beings.
The purpose of holding this banquet this time is to take the opportunity to give Demon Yu to him.
Although Moyu is far from worthy of his identity, the Seventeenth Dark Guard now only has this.
He was afraid that the young man would look down on this barren demon realm, and he was also afraid that the young man would get tired of his self-assertion, lest his dislike for him deepen even further, and he would stare at him with fear in his eyes.
Ning Zhe glanced at the dark guard Seventeen who was sweating profusely on his forehead and stiff all over.
"What are you afraid of?"
Ning Zhe looked at him indifferently, "Seventeen, didn't you always want power, and now you have it."
"You have become the master of the Demon Realm, you can do whatever you want, you can imprison me, torture me severely, take revenge on my previous insults to you, and even make me kneel in front of you and beg you not to kill me in a low voice. I."
"Why not?"
The seventeenth dark guard's pupils narrowed sharply, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground in a daze, his expression extremely painful.
"Stop talking... Your Majesty, please stop talking..."
"This subordinate won't betray you again, really won't, won't..."
He was prostrate on the ground, his back was hunched, and his head was almost lowered to the ground.
Ning Zhe's words were like stabbing a knife into his body, causing severe pain in his internal organs.
Now in Ning Zhe's eyes, he is a selfish villain.
No matter what he did, the man would never trust him again.
Ning Zhe stood up, ignoring the pain of the man on the ground, and passed him to leave this boring banquet.
Rain fell from the gray sky, hitting the back of the dark guard Seventeen one after another.
He knelt on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.
All the demons down there were silent, watching their new king knelt at the feet of the Son of God humble and pitifully, but was treated like a shoe by the Son of God, kneeling in the rain like a lowly slave.
This banquet is meaningless.
Cang Lan frowned, not expecting this scene.
He never expected that the young master Chiyue's fusion was not successful, and there was a situation of three souls in one body.
It's good for the Seventeenth Dark Guard to control his body now, but what if one day the young lord deprives him of control...then all their efforts will be in vain.
But he still felt strange.
With the help of the Shinto lotus, the power of the young master Chiyue should be enough to swallow the other two souls.
However, this situation now looks more like someone did it on purpose.
Who is in the way?
In the other courtyard, Ning Zhe was also asking No. 67 this question.
But unlike Cang Lan, he knows more and can guess more.
No. 67 was silent for a moment, and acquiesced, "I did it."
Ning Zhe didn't ask any more questions.
Letting this person make a move is nothing more than money.
He asked No. 67, "What's the abuse attack value now?"