Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

There is no trace of existence.

So what does that touch of psychological uneasiness mean.

Mr. Lang opened his eyes. His blue eyes flashed a black light and disappeared in an instant.

He didn't move, but looked at the sea.

The eyes are more and more profound.

He can't remember how long he stayed in the world.

He still remembers the scene when he brought his army here through the crack of time and space when the world collapsed.

I thought it would become his second Empire, but it was almost destroyed.

He is the sun god from the outside. His name is Ranunculus.

When he walked in the demon world, he liked to be called childe Lang.

The scenery of his hometown is no different from here.

However, there was only one demon world, and the others were his slaves.

His world is very simple. The demon world is supreme. The rulers are countless slaves. The people in the demon world are very strong and the slaves are weak.

There are no rules and regulations, no moral constraints, no so-called people's hearts, there is only the law of the jungle.

There are many people in the demon world, and they often kill each other.

After thousands of years of fighting, he stepped on his opponents.

He unified the demon world and lived a quiet life for thousands of years. One day, he knew that there were people outside people and there were days outside the sky.

So he came to this world with potential.

Tens of thousands of years have passed. Maybe even if he goes back, he may not have a foothold.

The people there have no so-called human nature, only strong and weak.

Maybe we should consider how to stay in this world.

But these are not urgent. Even if he wants to move, he has to wait until his cultivation returns to the peak.

Far away, AoYa, who packed up the house, ran over excitedly.

Chestnut curly hair, barefoot, light blue clothes dancing with the running.

There were still traces of blood on his hands, perhaps when he touched his face just now.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Mr. Lang couldn't help thinking of a sunset like blood.

She killed all the women sleeping next to him.

Just because he told her that he couldn't stand beside him without ability.

He doesn't have many women, but his abilities are not weak.

The woman was ruthless and unscrupulous in order to achieve her goal. That evening, with blood all over her body and warm eyes, she finally stepped on the blood on the jade under her feet and stood beside him.

Are demons, so that we can stand side by side.

At that time, he thought so.

The eyes were as deep as the sea. Young master Lang was hugged tightly by AoYa who rushed up.

This woman's eyes, only when looking at him, are so warm and unrestrained.

Others, in her eyes, are dead.

If she hadn't been sealed at the bottom of the sea, maybe she wouldn't live now.

The God of the world is more powerful than he thought.

Mr. Lang sank in his thoughts and said nothing.

AoYa raised her eyes and suddenly said, "Alan, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing."

"Has your divine consciousness been repaired?"

"Yes."

Young master Lang said with his eyes down.

His men used their strength. AoYa frowned and said, "Alan, are you really okay?"

"Tomorrow I'm going to find long Feiyu."

"What?" AoYa shouted, pushed away young master Lang and asked fiercely, "what are you going to do?"

"This world not only has rules, but also moral constraints. It has clear grades and diverse people's hearts. Unlike our hometown, where the family is lost and no one is looking for it, it can't be here."