Chapter 9 The Devil's Harem
Chapter 9 The Devil's Harem
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Qiao Yin's eyes sparkled, because he found that besides talking, the figure on it could move!
His voice suddenly became cheerful, and he said, "This one can still move!"
But Feng Mo felt sad when he saw Qiao Yin's happy face.
Their ethnic group is a monster race that yearns for freedom and comes and goes like the wind. They are very curious and go to the human world more often, which means that they have more knowledge and understand more about human tools... ...This is just an ordinary mobile phone. Every human outside has one, and Wang has never seen it before.
Looking at the simple and curious eyes of his demon king, he said carefully, "Yes, it can move. It's very simple. It's a function similar to the magic of taking photos..."
"But he looks a bit like Yin Yu's soul crystal."
Yin Yu is the only monster lord who lives underwater. He has a soul crystal that can absorb souls mined in the center of the Demon Sea.
The absorbed soul will drift unconsciously in the transparent crystal, and at the same time, it will react differently with the changes of the magic factor outside.
"Wang, this only records the image of this human being. It cannot store the soul. Compared with the soul crystal, he is far behind."
"I know, I know this human being, Tangyuan is his cat, and his mango pudding is delicious."
"Meow--"
When Tangyuan heard her name, she stopped grinding her nails on the throne and let out a joyful cry.
Hearing this, Fengmo's brows like willow leaves tightened. He felt that something was wrong, and then he looked at Butler Crocodile, whose face remained unchanged.
Butler Alligator shook his head slightly at him.
Well, he collected his thoughts and continued: "Wang, do you need me to introduce other functions to you?"
"No, I want to do my own research."
Seeing that Qiao Yin didn't need him at the moment, Feng Mo and Butler Crocodile worked tirelessly with some low-level monsters proficient in construction to install all the things sent by humans.
Qiao Yin will also love this novelty, because most of the magic weapons in the demon world have very single functions. For example, the huge steel furnace used by the Balrog to extract ore only has the function of heating. Convenience makes them less obsessed with the development of magic weapons.
Although this is just a live wallpaper, at most it is a better shot, and then a small function is added, which is to poke different places of the characters on the wallpaper, and different sounds can be played.
Because time was too tight, Ji Feihong and the others couldn't come up with anything complicated.
Now Qiao Yin's finger poked Gu Chenxiao's face, and the phone immediately played a new voice recorded by Gu Chenxiao.
"My height is 192, do you need me to squat down and touch your head?"
Qiao Yin's eyes widened, and he poked it again, "My height is 192, do you need me to squat down and touch your head?" Played it again.
In the end, he poked it a dozen times, until the whole hall echoed that my height was 192, Qiao Yin changed the position and poked it, this time he poked Gu Chenxiao's stomach on the wallpaper.
"Actually, I still have eight-pack abs."
After the phone finished playing, pink little flowers fell from the top of the screen.
Then this Huahua successfully made Qiao Yin click on Gu Chenxiao's stomach several times again, as if he found some interesting toy.
Even in the back, he found a place on the side edge of the phone where he could change the wallpaper characters, but Qiao Yin was not too interested in other humans, only when he saw the sheep bleating wallpaper on it, he listened to the little sheep several times. There was a bleating sound, and then it was switched back to Gu Chenxiao's interface.
In the end, he tapped Gu Chenxiao's whole body, and then collected all his quotations. There are only five sentences in total, except that when poked on the head, it will say that my height is 192 and on the stomach, it will say that I have an eight-pack belly. outside the muscle.
There is also the corresponding leg: "Do you need me to come and find you?"
The counterpart is: "Is the glutinous rice ball okay? I think you are as cute as it is."
There is also the corresponding face: "My name is Gu Chenxiao, hello, Qiao Yin."
With a low and gentle voice, Qiao Yin poked Gu Chenxiao's face over and over for a long time, not even realizing that her own tail was wagging.
Looking at Qiao Yin's appearance, Feng Mo didn't feel a little bad now, but rather bad.
Especially when he noticed that Qiao Yin's pure black tail was starting to turn red, he directly grabbed Butler Crocodile's arm.
The little monsters who were assembling desktop computers on the ground glanced at them and moved things away silently.
Feng Mo looked at Butler Crocodile's cold eyes, and the magic factors around him swirled around him like a tornado eye, and he was the seemingly calm eye of the storm in the center of the tornado.
"My king's condition is not right."
Butler Crocodile: "He's grown up."
"He shouldn't be in heat so soon! He doesn't even have a partner yet!"
"Without a newborn monster, it is impossible for the king to survive his estrus period!" Feng Mo is now like an anxious leopard biting its own tail and turning around.
"There are humans."
Feng Mo's pupils shrank into a thin slit, and he said violently: "I disagree, the life span of human beings is not even one-tenth of his."
"This will prophesy the snake girl's prophecy, Qingfeng."
Hearing the prophecy of the snake girl, the Fengmo named Qingfeng gradually calmed down. He looked at Steward Crocodile coldly for a few seconds, and finally said: "I will report to the patriarch of my clan."
Butler Crocodile replied calmly: "Please go ahead."
The dispute between the two monsters disappeared as soon as a small stone fell into the lake.
When Qiao Yin turned his head to look at the two, the two had regained their peace.
He looked at the two people with normal faces, felt the residual magic fluctuations, and asked in surprise, "Did you fight?"
A smile appeared on Qingfeng's face again; "How could it be? I have a good relationship with Steward Crocodile."
"Wang, do you want to try other functions? It has many hidden functions..."
Qiao Yin's attention was diverted immediately, he followed Qingfeng's words and said, "Okay."
"Look, click on this, this is the place where human beings communicate. They cannot use the magic bird of communication, and they can only seek the help of tools when transmitting information..."
Standing beside Qiao Yin, Qingfeng stretched out his hand to open WeChat for him. Ji Feihong and the others were very thoughtful, and they had already registered WeChat for him.
Not only was it successfully boarded, but even a lot of people were added to him.
Looking at those handsome men and beauties with selfie portraits, Qingfeng smiled coldly in his heart, knowing the thoughts of human beings well.
He was about to help Qiao Yin delete those humans who were plotting evil, but Qiao Yin was already curious and clicked on one of the people who was madly sending him messages.
"Ah, the devil, is it the devil? It doesn't matter if it's not, tell him that I really like him!"
"Demon King, do you know? Your face is a heaven-sent gem, your long hair is like a black waterfall, your skin is milk, your eyes are bright jewels, and your lips! Your lips are like the softest and most fragrant flower petals ...I used to be unable to find the direction of my life, but now I know, the direction of my life is to protect you!"
"Uh..." Seeing these bold and enthusiastic words, Qiao Yin's face turned red, and his shyness and offended anger made him at a loss.
Finally, he opened his mouth and cursed without arrogance: "Shameless human beings!"
Qingfeng, on the other hand, was purely angry. Even though he had one hundred and eight thoughts of seeking human settlements in his heart, he still gently comforted him: "My lord, let me delete them all for you first."
Qiao Yin obediently handed him the phone, watching him disappear the people inside one by one, until he saw Gu Chenxiao's profile picture appearing, he suddenly held down Qingfeng's hand.
Qingfeng: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yin said: "He doesn't need it, he is a good man."
Looking at his face, Qingfeng suddenly had a feeling of helplessness that his own child fell in love with but couldn't stop, he said: "I see, I see, the chefs in the magic palace are about to cry, so I went to learn mango pudding , the result is that the king still prefers other people's family."
"I do not have!"
"Okay, okay, no." If he said a few more words, he would probably be sent out of the abyss by the devil to be with Gui.
Over there, through a little manipulation on the phone, Ji Feihong and the others also got the news that some of the things they sent in had been activated.
But he doesn't know any other specific content. After all, they don't dare to make it too obvious. If it is exposed in the future, they probably won't be able to afford it.
At this time, he also opened the group chat called Demon King's Harem with great anticipation, hoping to see some good news.
This group chat is mainly composed of the group of ordinary people who went to meet the devil before and a few not so ordinary people.
At that time, when they learned that Ji Feihong was trying to give the devil a "blind date", many single men and women stood up with integrity, but Ji Feihong was very moved.
[Ah, has the Demon King returned to you? 】
【No, did the Demon King not see it?Still can't type? 】
[Neither, because I have been deleted. 】
【what? ! 】
[It must be you who posted some silly Chinese recording, I definitely won't... Well, I was also deleted. 】
The people behind were also talking about the fact that he had been deleted. Ji Feihong counted and found that the whole army was basically wiped out. After waiting again, he found that there was really no one left, so he did not give up. Chatted privately with Gu Chenxiao who had high hopes.
Ji Feihong: "Did the devil delete your contact information?"
Gu Chenxiao: "No."
He cheered up, and hurriedly said again: "I knew he must be unusual to you! Did the Demon King say anything to you?"
"Little Gu? Why don't you answer me?"
"Dropped? Is your internet not good?"
Gu Chenxiao didn't even read the news after him, but clicked on Qiao Yin's WeChat again, and played the short five-second voice.
"Click here and just say it... Hello, Gu Chenxiao, I'm Qiao Yin, the devil king."
The author says:
Qiao Yin: "He's different, he's a good guy."
Gu Chenxiao: "^_^."
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