Handsome young men are endearing

"What reason do you have to say that I am your king?" Leng Qianye frowned, his beautiful features twisted together, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction.

The old man shook his head, but the joy on his face still didn't fade away, and he even held Leng Qianye's hand a little excitedly: "King, you saw the crystal ball I was holding just now, right? It's glowing, right?" Right! That is what you left us thousands of years ago. You said that as long as this crystal ball glows at that time, it means that you are back. It will guide us to find you who only remember you, and it will help you restore everything, king! Come back! We need you!"

The trembling hand was ruthlessly thrown away by Leng Qianye, and he said expressionlessly: "Why should I believe your words? Do you think you can fool me with just a few words? Tell me! Are you an enemy!" The elder's neck lifted him up, and his resentful eyes made people feel scared and unfamiliar.

"The life of this old slave was saved by you, the king. Now I have nothing to say! You can kill me, but you don't think you can leave your people again. They have waited thousands of years for you, just to Watching you lead them to a bloody battle one day!"

What the old man said made Leng Qianye's hands tremble unknowingly, and even let him go uncontrollably later...

"Go! The farther you go, the better! Don't call me a king! I'm not!" Leng Qianye shook off the elder, hugged Han Beixi in his arms, and prepared to escape from the pit.

"Your Majesty, accept your fate! In fact, you have already believed in us in your heart!" This sentence is always in my ears, what is going on?Not long after he carried Han Beixi away, his body unexpectedly let go of the person in his arms and walked back by himself...

————— "What exactly do you want?" Leng Qianye issued a warning as he walked.

"We don't want anything. We just want our king to return to his hometown. Isn't that right?" At this time, the old man had changed into a suit of clothes and a robe, and he was no longer dirty. Instead, it has become majestic and unattainable.

With a wave of his hand, the clothes on Leng Qianye's body were changed in an instant. He was wearing black clothes all over his body, and the collar hair here was made of the fur of the most beautiful monster in the other world, because only in this way could he be worthy of him. At this time, he has become the emperor of the night.

The elder nodded in satisfaction and snapped his fingers. For some reason, a large number of people appeared out of thin air, their footsteps seemed to be silent.

When the last group of people came, they carried a blanket made of wool on their shoulders, an incomparably white golden bench, and Leng Qianye sat on it uncontrollably, as if the snow-white area was about to be dyed. Being black is like trying to destroy a perfect thing.

But after Leng Qianye sat on it, it was only the color of the clothes that didn't match, and it seemed that only he could touch the rest.Is the emperor of the night born at this moment?

What will be the fate of the future?No one knows, whether Han Beixi, as the savior in the prophecy, can stop everything from happening, and whether her habit of being lazy, who is always half off the chain, can be corrected?Is Leng Qianye really going to become an enemy from this...?

—————Please watch the second half (the return of the king) ———————————