Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

The foundation for the victory of this war has been laid, and later this war has been recorded in the history books: The Battle of the Snow Canyon was a turning point in the life and death of the invasion of Dijon. In this battle, the Dark Pope turned around with his powerful personal strength. After all the downturns, the Milheim soldiers then relied on their bravery and the magic crystal weapons provided by the demons to launch a counterattack. At the same time, the timely assistance of the Magnolia Empire smashed the church's conspiracy, and more blooms on the Milheim front...

However, although the foundation has been laid, the war itself is not over, and the Mülheim people need to use more blood to calm their burning hatred. Under the orders of the Ice Emperor, they chased the army across the border and entered the territory of the Dijon tribe.

At this point, Hill has no interest in participating. He plans to return to the Demon Realm to deal with the things that the Demon Realm has recently left behind, and then go to Winter City to meet Ice Emperor Cloud.

Hill already knew that Jefferson Jackson’s reinforcements had successfully rescued the Ice Emperor. He also knew that the Ice Emperor’s reputation among the people played an extremely critical role in the battle for the Winter Palace.

The source of this popular reputation, Hill understands that it has a lot to do with the propaganda film he made, but of course it cannot be said that this is all the credit for the propaganda film. This idea is too inflated. But it must have a big relationship with the promo, Hill thought, rubbing his chin, this was enough to make him blackmail from the Ice Emperor. Brothers must also settle accounts clearly. Money is the purest relationship, Hill thought. Don't let emotions taint money. Behind him is a demon world to raise.

The war is still going on, Hill's war has come to an end, and he is ready to take a break and start a new war.

The day when Hill left the front line of Mülheim was just right, and the Dark Vatican would assist Mülheim to continue to attack the Dijon tribe.

Monroe brought two messengers over to send Hill off, both of whom looked at Lord Demon with great respect. After all, it's the Demon Lord.

After putting the messenger aside, Hill and Monroe walked on the border. Before leaving, Hill drank a bowl of deer blood wine, which was the trophy in the battle. At this time, walking on the snowy field is warm and comfortable.

The snowfield under the sun looked very beautiful. At this time, the air was so clear that there was no mist. The rolling peaks in the distance had the dark blue tops. The storms of the past few days had blown all the snow. There are coniferous forests at the foot of the mountain, which look dense in the sun. They look much colder than the snowy field. Walking in the magnificent scenery, the mood does not consciously open up.

The leather boots made a creaking noise when they stepped on the ice and snow. Hill turned and looked back at the valley in the distance, saying with emotion: "It's hard to imagine that countless people died here a few days ago."

"They died well," Monroe said. "At least so many people have witnessed their deaths. And every day on this continent, more people die in unknown, meaningless deaths."

"Yeah." Such words can always easily evoke the haze in people's hearts, but the haze did not float for long and settled on its own, Hill then thought of a lot: "But in fact, the so-called death is meaningful, that meaning It also means to others."

"What do you think..." Monroe was startled slightly, apparently the first time he heard someone say this, but it made sense.

Hill continued: "After all, to myself, death means death. After I die, I don't care about the flood."

This imposing remark made Monroe smile slightly, "But you have someone you care about, so you should take care of it."

"Oh, it's true, let's take care of it," Hill said.

This conversation was a little bit nonsensical. After Hill finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile. He kicked Snowflakes and said, "I thought, if I die, I will take my love to die and leave him alone. It's too cruel to be left in a lonely world." He was really talking about it, anyway, he didn't want any money, hehe.

"Most people think it's more cruel to kill the other person," Monroe said.

"How do ordinary people think what to do with me?" Hill lowered his lip, arrogantly speaking.

"Maybe the other party doesn't want to die with you?" Monroe continued.

"No matter how the other party thinks it has nothing to do with me, I just want to do it." Hill said.

"So you don't love the other person, but the person you want to look like." Monroe said.

"Don't everyone do this?" Hill said.

Monroe froze for a moment, then smiled again, Hill always said witty words like this. When I chat with him, I will always be very happy, happy in the mood, and happy in thinking about the development: "Yes, everyone is like this. But I think you are different."

"Everyone is like this, and I am no exception. What's more, I am a mediocre person." Hill stretched his waist, his whole body squirming comfortably in the sun: "Everyone has always advocated empathy. What, this is very correct. But the hidden meaning behind all the correct principles is: people always love themselves and are moved for themselves, even those who seem selfless are like this. So, we In order to restrain this instinct, it is said that we have to empathize, how we should do."

"In your opinion, human nature is evil," Monroe said.

"Ghosts dare to block the way, tigers are hungry, he dares to eat people, fish are hungry, he dares to jump the door, this person is hungry and desolate." Hill said gravely.

The sudden change of style made Monroe stunned.

Hill continued: "It's hot and my temper is hot, I don't smile, don't make trouble! Remember the four characters, you Dihan King, you are infinitely rampant."

Monroe:? ? ?

If it weren't for Hill to be the demon king, he suspected that Hill had been leaned over by the devil from somewhere.

Later, Hill really boringly published the Cold King’s Social Quotations. For a while, a group of young people with wrong styles of painting appeared in major cities. By the way, Bingdi himself felt offended.

During the recent war, Hill has always been too serious. After he finally finished his serious business, he took the time to sculpt a sand and draw a breeze. After the sand sculpting and drawing the wind, Hill continued to talk about the topic just now: "I understand. You and I have different ideas, but you are always the same. Even if you have different ideas, you still follow my ideas in the end."

"It doesn't matter what my thoughts are." Monroe shook his head. "People always have various ideas, but more importantly, they know what they should do."

"You have to be selfless to do this?" Hill asked back.

"It's not selfless, it's just," Monroe frowned slightly. He seemed to be a little confused about how to express himself. He is not actually a person who is good at expressing his inner feelings. It is better to say that most people don't know how to put some of their inner feelings The meticulous thoughts are perfectly expressed in words, and he is no exception. "...In short, it has nothing to do with morality, it's just character."

"So that's it." Hill nodded, "I feel that I have learned a little more about you during this period of time. This understanding is amazing. I liked you very much when I didn't know much about you in the past. Now, with the deeper and deeper understanding, I also like you more and more."

Monroe felt a little embarrassed by Hill's blunt words, and he looked away, "Ah."

"Don't you say ‘Me too’?" Hill was reluctant.

"My feelings for you rose to the top from the beginning."

Monroe didn't avoid Hill's gaze anymore, he turned his head and looked directly at him. Since Monroe became a death knight, his facial features have become a lot harder than before, and the lines of his jaw are crisp and sharp. People in another world have deep facial features, so just looking at them is tickling, plus he This move, and the following sentence:

"I call you my lord, not just casually, Hill."

Exploded. The man was so handsome and exploded.

"You should also know that I call you my lover, and I don't just call you casually." Hill said.

Whether it was because of the deer blood wine or because Monroe himself was too attractive, Hill felt that he couldn't bear it.

The two eyes intertwined for a moment, and Hill suddenly smiled, "Did you say that the war is over now? So the previous promise...can it be fulfilled?" He blinked mischievously, then took a step back and opened his arms. His robe flew up in the wind, which was pleasing to the eye, and then he lazily yelled, "Monroe."

Monroe stared at such a Hill, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.

02.

So these three days have been ridiculous.

Three days later, Hill hurriedly went to the Demon World to play a card, but now the various matters in the Demon World are on the right track, so there are not many things left. When Hill went to the Human World again, he placed a few generals from the Demon World into the Milheim army, and asked them to study with the army, but naturally they could not reveal the true body of the Demon Race.

After all this was done, Hill went to the Winter City of Mülheim. In the Winter City Palace, the Ice Emperor Claude complained: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, and I will be grateful for all the waiting."

"What flower, chrysanthemum?" Hill said casually.

Bingdi was stunned: "You, you...you...this king is already married!"

"...I feel a little embarrassed for you to respond so seriously." The corner of Hill's mouth twitched. "Don't be so serious, Claude, let's talk about business."

Ice Emperor Cloud took a deep breath. It really feels like a long-lost egg pain. he thinks.

The war progressed here in Mülheim must have suffered a loss. Just looking at the ancient palace destroyed by Master White is enough to make the Chancellor of the Exchequer distressed. In addition, the war on the front line inevitably sacrifices people. The Demon World has provided many magic crystal weapons, but it is just " a lot of".

Claude told him about recent events and told some details that Hill didn't know before.

"You seem to be very sad about the White's affairs." Hill said.

"Others thought I was too cold in this matter." Ice Emperor Claude said, "I didn't even have a trace of extra expression at the time."

"Really? Doesn't Milheim have the custom of rebelling against the Nine Clans?" Hill asked.

"Er, the Nine Clan," Bingdi was taken aback by this horrible statement. He immediately understood what Hill meant, and then he explained: "According to the custom of Mülheim, everyone is a separate individual, so no There is a continuous sitting system."

Oh. Hill only understood the power of the strategy of the White family standing on the two sides, but Hill was not good at commenting on it, after all, this was the ice emperor's own business. So he pulled the topic to the beginning, and explained what he said just now: "I know you are not a completely cold person, but you did not show any emotion in handling this matter, which shows that in fact, your heart is It’s a bit hurt. If you are really sad, it means it’s actually okay."

Hill was right. Ice Emperor Claude sighed slowly: "You are really amazing." He admitted indirectly, and then he picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of tea.

"Yeah, it's really amazing. It makes you wait until the flowers are gone." Hill said.

"Puff..." Ice Emperor Claude sprayed water directly.

Hill used magic power to freeze the tea in front of him at the moment of his death. Then he took off his vest, used the vest to absorb the drops of water from top to bottom, and then put the dirty clothes in front of the ice emperor. : "Thank you for washing me, I like this dress very much."

The Bingdi, who had witnessed all this, twitched his mouth: "Okay, I'm sorry." He asked his servant to put Hill's vest away. After a few seconds, he still couldn't control the twitching of his mouth. He said, "I I understand that you are doing this to cheer me up and get out of my sadness, but can you change the method next time..." This method is really scary, although it is quite effective.

"There are two things I am best at. One is to engage in conspiracy and the other is to engage in pornography." Hill said sternly: "After all, you and I are friends. You are happy."

Bingdi couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay." This is the so-called specialization in the art industry.

Then Hill said hehe: "I have defeated the Dijon tribe this time. Let’s have a three-way meeting. I have been interested in some things about the Dijon tribe for a long time, and I have also been interested in some things about your Milheim for a long time. , Give it to me, today I am a vain prostitute."

ice King:"……"

Ice Emperor: "...what you just said you don't engage in conspiracy and trickery?"

Hill said seriously, "Don't you know that you can't believe what a man says when he undresses?"

ice King:"……"

Bingdi silently looked at Hill's jacket that the servant put away. He was taken, the other party was really too strong, he deserved to be Lord Demon King.

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