Lucky Chef

Chapter 910 Extra Story: Postscript 12
Zhan Xuan was taken aback for a moment, but he still reacted quickly and hugged Cheyue with his backhand, tightly shackling her in his arms.

"Brother Xuan, it's great that we are together again." Cheyue said in a low voice, she buried her face in Zhan Xuan's arms, breathed deeply and forcefully, until her nose was filled with the smell of Zhan Xuan, Reluctantly, he slowly exhaled the air in his chest cavity.

"Silly girl, we will always be together now, in the future, and in the distant future." Zhan Xuan looked at Cheyue tenderly, and said in a low voice.

No matter how many times he has been reincarnated, Zhan Xuan always treats everyone with a condensed face, indifferent, a man with a sense of distance, and a man with a self-possessed attitude.Only in front of Cheyue, he was gentle, patient, whispering, and smiling slightly.To Cheyue, he was extremely gentle.

"Well, let's work together to restore the peace and tranquility of the demon world." Cheyue smiled, and embraced Zhan Xuan with both hands, and Zhan Xuan also embraced her with both hands, and the two embraced tightly like this.

At the same moment, at a different place, a woman wearing green clothes and walking very weakly appeared in the sky above the Demon Realm, and then fell into the quagmire that Cheyue once fell into.

After a while, the woman climbed up from the quagmire and removed all the embarrassment on her body, leaving only the beauty of a weak willow and a strong wind.

She stood by the mire, staring at the direction of the Demon King's Palace, whispering in her mouth, the wind passing by, blew the originally unclear voice into fragments, "...I'm back...wait for me..."

Zhan Xuan's methods were extremely vigorous and resolute. On the first day, all the loyal subordinates who pulled out the thorns, in a word, those who do not surrender will be killed without mercy.

In just three days, the area under the jurisdiction of the thorn was cleared, and a group of elite teams were selected and sent to the bed of ice to practice.

Breathing in one day is worth three days on weekdays. If you don't use such a miraculous item now, let alone when.

Zhan Xuan sat on the dragon chair and Cheyue sat on the phoenix chair in the resplendent Demon King's Palace. The two looked at the man kneeling on the ground at their feet. Zhan Xuan was expressionless, while Cheyue was playful.

"Wang, stabbing is guilty, but stabbing really wanted to protect the devil's palace for the king at the beginning, so he would rather give up other bigger places, and only guard this devil's palace, with a radius of a hundred miles." That day, when fighting with Luliu During the process, Ji, who took the opportunity to escape because Lu Liu attacked Cheyue, was kneeling on the ground, bowing his head, pleading for himself.

"Really, if that's the case, why do you allow your subordinates to attack Gu?" Zhan Xuan asked lazily while sitting on the dragon chair.

"Going back to the king, it's because the thorn has greed. The thorn is used to being the king of the mountain, and he doesn't want to work for his life. The thorn is afraid that the king will find the thorn to settle accounts. The thorn is an overreaction in panic. The king has been kind to the thorn, and the thorn will never treat the king. Do it." Ci raised his head, his inconspicuous face was full of sincerity, determination, and slight fear.

But looking into his eyes, Zhan Xuan knew that the stab was not lying.

Stab didn't dare to confront Zhan Xuan, so after his subordinates were all dead, he chose to run away, and even in the battle with Luliu, he chose to run away.He felt guilty, he had a guilty conscience, and he was also afraid that Zhan Xuan would cause trouble for him, because Zhan Xuan appeared too suddenly, and he made a wrong decision that he regretted for the rest of his life.

If he had knelt neatly on the spot and welcomed Zhan Xuan's return, then it might not be the scene now.

But Thorn knew that unless he was willing to be a slave for the rest of his life, he would die in the king's revenge sooner or later. In this case, he chose to throw himself into the trap.

"Wang, the stab knows that after this incident, the king will no longer trust the stab, but the stab has a clear conscience. In the first years, the stab really wanted to protect the devil's palace for the king. Even in the later years, he thought the king would never again When I came back, I felt at ease, but Chi will always be loyal to the king. If the king wants to stab him to death, Chi will die immediately." After speaking, Chi closed his eyes, as if he was really going to die.

Zhan Xuan glanced at him indifferently, turned his head, and looked at Cheyue who was looking at the prick with a funny face, and he whispered, "Yue'er, what do you think?"

Cheyue turned her head and pursed her lips. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "Ji, I'm going to give you a task now. If you can complete it, the king will believe that you are loyal."

"Only by Wang and Miss Cheyue." Ci knelt on the ground and said sonorously.

Zhan Xuan glanced at Cheyue, but did not stop Cheyue's suggestion, but nodded slightly.

I only heard Cheyue say, "Kill Ji, and take back that territory."

Chi was startled, as if he hadn't expected that Cheyue would give such a task.

But Zhan Xuan was not surprised. Among the twelve people back then, Ji and Ji had the closest relationship. Later, Ji occupied the Demon King's Palace with a radius of hundreds of miles, and Ji occupied the vicinity of Changhei Mountain and became the king.

Letting the assassin prove his loyalty by killing Ji is actually a very cruel way.

Regardless of whether Ji and Assassin are still loyal to the Demon King, what is certain is that there must be a true friendship between the two, otherwise the two would not choose a bordering territory, and get along with each other friendly, and did not attack the residents of each other's territory.Now, after being robbed of the Demon King's Palace, the assassin knelt on the ground to show his loyalty to the Demon King, so the best way is actually to turn into a sharp blade in the hands of the Demon King again, beheading those who had betrayed the Demon King one by one.

No matter how close Ci and Ji were at the beginning, when one is Wang Zhongxin's subordinate and the other is Wang's betrayer, the two are doomed to be incompatible.

And if the assassin can't go down and kill Ji, it proves that the loyalty he said to the king is actually nonsense, because even his brotherhood can't compare, and there is no loyalty.

After figuring out this joint, Ci's face turned pale, but Wang and Miss Cheyue were staring at him, so Ci could only force a smile, then bowed his head and said, "Okay, Ci will do it."

"I'll give you thirty elites to clean up those minions for you, and I'll give you two more days. After two days, I want to see Ji's head." Zhan Xuan said lightly, as if he didn't see the thorn and was a little pale face.

Chi nodded, his complexion becoming paler, "Don't worry, Wang... Chi... will definitely do it."

"Okay, you go, this matter, the sooner the better." Zhan Xuan nodded slightly, watching the thorn staggering out of the Demon King's palace, he turned his head, looked at the Phoenix chair, and always looked here lazily Cheyue.

"Do you think the stabbing is sincere?" Zhan Xuan raised his lips slightly, looked at Cheyue with gentle eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Then see if Ji's head is real or fake." Cheyue smiled back at him, her eyes full of determination.

When Zhan Xuan created these twelve confidantes, she also watched from the sidelines, so she naturally knew the personality of each of these twelve people. Now, Cheyue uses the flaws in the character of the stabbing body to distinguish, he Is it true or false.

(End of this chapter)