"Very good." The Demon King nodded repeatedly. He could see that every word Kuangsheng Xiaobai spoke came from his heart. This man was indeed willing to sacrifice everything for his granddaughter.
Alas, he is really a good boy who attaches great importance to love and justice. The Demon King thought in his heart that it was not in vain that his silly granddaughter Ruoer was willing to die for him. While feeling emotional, he analyzed this matter completely with the mentality of an elder. If
If Er can be resurrected successfully, being with Kuangsheng Xiaobai will be a good marriage.
"Originally, Ruo'er wanted to die with all his heart. Even though I have great abilities, I still want to save the life of a person who wants to die." The Demon King said slowly: "However, since you have not really died, there is a turning point in this matter."
"Yes." Haoran nodded repeatedly and urged anxiously: "Your Majesty, just tell me what you want me to do."
"With my ability, I can ensure that Ruo'er's body still retains a trace of life within half a month. During this period of time, you must successfully sneak into the underworld and recall Ruo'er's soul from the Underworld Palace." The Demon King said.
"Is that just that?" Haoran smacked his chest and said, "Don't say go to the Huangquan Palace, even the eighteenth level of hell, I can still go through it!"
"Young man, don't talk so eloquently. Do you know what kind of existence Huangquan Palace is?" The Demon King frowned when he saw his contempt.
"I really don't know." Haoran scratched his head and said, "However, I have fought against the underworld knight Filia in the palace of Wangyue City, so I have some impressions."
"I heard from Ruo'er about your battle with the Underworld Knight." The Demon King paused and said seriously: "However, if you measure her true strength based on her ability at that time, I'm afraid you will suffer a big loss."
"What? That's not her true strength?" Haoran was shocked. His current state was not as strong as when he fought with Filia, and the other party was actually more difficult to deal with than before. What should he do?
?
"Of course not. The Underworld Knight is not in the underworld, so he can only exert twenty-three percent of his power!" The Demon King said seriously: "And the Underworld Palace is her home court. Not only can she exert 100% of her power,
, there will also be additional bonuses when using the ultimate move.”
Haoran felt a chill when he heard this, but then he remembered something again.
"Isn't Philia injured and dying? How can she still have such strength?" He looked at the Demon King in confusion, trying to find an answer.
"If she is not injured, even if you go to the underworld, you will definitely come back empty-handed!" The Demon King sighed and said: "Only when you go secretly while she is still seriously injured can you recall Ruo'er's soul.
Hope."
"That's it." Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this old devil king is really scary.
"However, even if she is injured, her combat power will be at least twice that of the human world if she is alarmed. Are you mentally prepared?" Seeing Haoran's expression relax, the Demon King knew that he was contemptuous again, and he quickly
Get vaccinated.
"Ahem, it's really difficult to say this." Haoran rolled his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the underworld with me? With your strength, let alone the knight of the underworld, even if the king of Hades comes in person, you may not be able to defeat him.
Go where it’s cheaper.”
"You think I don't want to?" The Demon King smiled bitterly and said: "There has always been disharmony between the two realms. If I come to the underworld, people with good intentions will definitely guess my intentions. If this matter is to be traced to Ruo'er, it won't matter.
Difficult. By then, let alone successfully recalling her soul, I am afraid that the people in the underworld will have bad intentions and throw her into the sea of magma and fire, and she will never be reincarnated!"
"Can't you go secretly?" Haoran cursed in his heart, secretly thinking that because he is a king, he has to beat gongs and drums to inform the world wherever he goes? Of course it is the same thing, and if it is so disrespectful, he will naturally not
Put it in plain sight.
"How can it be so easy?" The Demon King's wry smile became even more intense, and said: "As the Lord of a Realm, whether it is me, the Demon King, or the God King, all have special marks on their bodies, and as long as they step on
Entering other realms, you will immediately
Once people know about it, there is no way to escape. And, to take a step back, even if there is a way to sneak in, who will keep Ruoer's body alive after I leave? In the end, even if the soul is recalled, there is no hope of re-possession.
Already."
"Oh, it's really difficult." Haoran understood the Demon King's difficulties and knew that he could only rely on himself for this matter. He couldn't help but sigh deeply. As a player, he is not afraid of death. What he is afraid of is that once he fails,
Ruoer disappeared from his life from then on.
"You have just been reborn. If you go to the underworld in your current state, not only will you not be able to bring back Ruo'er's soul, but you will not be able to save your own life." The Demon King changed the topic and said: "It's better..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will try my best to regain some strength before going." Haoran thought: At worst, I have been working hard these days, practicing all night for several levels. As long as I can get back to level 40, put on the armor suit again, and get the Biluo spell.
With the staff, he didn’t believe that he couldn’t break through the underworld! Of course, if he could rise to more than fifty levels, it would be even better if he was equipped with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!
"What I mean is, you should find some friends to go with you. But there can't be more than four people at most, otherwise the target will be too big and will be exposed as soon as it enters the underworld." The Demon King took out a magic scroll from his body and handed it to Haoran and said: "Summon everyone
After taking it out of human hands, crush it and you will be transported to the underworld immediately."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Haoran was overjoyed. He originally thought he could only fight alone, but he didn't expect to be able to recruit some helpers. What an unexpected surprise.
After knowing that Ruo'er still had the possibility of recovery, Haoran was in a good mood. After chatting with Pluto for a few more words, he chose a safe room to log off.
As soon as he opened his eyes in reality, he was suddenly startled by two faces that were very close to each other.
"Father, mother, what are you doing?" Haoran turned over and sat up on the bed, asking in surprise.
"Your mother saw that you had closed the door in your room and made no sound for a long time, so she asked me to come and take a look." Seeing Haoran suddenly wake up, his father smiled sarcastically and explained in a still hoarse voice.
Haoran nodded, thinking that this was because his parents cared about him, which was understandable. However, when he lowered his head, he happened to see a coarse porcelain bowl in his mother's hand, which was full of fishy red liquid.
"What's that for?" He frowned, and the contents in the bowl looked like blood.
"Of course, when you came in just now, you were wearing that helmet, and you were crying and laughing. I was scared when I saw it, and I thought you were possessed." Mother embarrassedly put the bowl on the table and said, "It's just right.
Lao Wang's house next door burned a black dog, so I went to beg for a bowl of blood..."
"My mother!" Haoran fainted. Fortunately, he woke up in time, otherwise this bowl of black dog blood would have been all the comfort to him.
"I just said it's okay." My father glared at my mother and said, "Why don't you hurry up and pour out the dog's blood?"
"Wait, it will be poured in half an hour." The mother said awkwardly: "If there is another accident, I won't have a second bowl of black dog blood."
"That's right, thank you for your thoughtfulness." Father nodded in agreement and said, "Let's talk about it later."
Haoran's eyes widened, and his eyes moved from his father to his mother, and then from his mother back to his father. God, please save me...
"Of course, damn it, this is not normal again, hurry up and get ready!" His father shouted when he saw him rolling his eyes.
"Here we come!" Haoran's mother flipped her hand and greeted him with a clean bowl of dog blood...
"My helmet!" Haoran's first reaction was not to dodge, but to turn around and protect the gaming helmet tightly under his body.
It was late autumn now, and the sweater on Haoran's head and upper body was soaked with dog blood. The thick smell of blood was mixed with the smell of hay that was already diffused in the room. The two mixed together, and it was impossible to smell it.
It's weird.
"Ah Jiu." He couldn't help but sneeze loudly. Fortunately, he sneezed in time and the gaming helmet was not damaged at all.
"Dad, that thing must be an evil thing!" Mother put down the bowl in her hand, pointed at the helmet protected by Haoran with trembling hands, and said: "I put this thing on just now, and then I was crying and laughing. Now,
And try your best to protect it!"
"Of course, be obedient and give that thing to dad!" His father frowned when he saw Haoran was so confused but still holding the game helmet like a treasure.
"You..." Haoran was angry and funny, and said, "Do you know what you are doing? All the money I have sent home these days has depended on this helmet, and now you actually want to destroy it?"
"What? This thing can print money?" My father looked at the helmet in his hand in disbelief.
"Printing money is illegal. How can your son do this?" Haoran glanced at his old father and thought to himself, it seems that the matter of work can't be solved without a show of cards. Otherwise, his parents would be suspicious all the time.
Good thing.
"Of course, how did Changsheng pay for this thing? You should tell your mother about it." His mother also stared at him with suspicion.
"Okay, it's a long story." Haoran pointed to the bloody stain on his body, smiled bitterly and said: "Mom, can you find me some clothes first so that I can change out of this?"
"Look what you did, why don't you go quickly!" The father was eager to hear what he was going to say, but he didn't forget his son's embarrassment and said, "Bring the clean sheets and pillowcases from the bed, they are all dirty!"
"His father, aren't you the one who called him Po?" My mother was a little depressed, but he was a traditional housewife, so she muttered a few times and went next door to get some clothes.
A quarter of an hour later, she had tidied the bed quickly, and Haoran also put on a thick sweater that she often wore in high school.
"The size is quite suitable." His father glanced at him and commented.
"It's just a little short." Mother was more careful.
"Please, I grew a full six or seven centimeters in college. It's normal to be shorter." Haoran raised the corner of his mouth and decided to tell the truth about joining the game studio. He felt a lot calmer in his heart.
"Of course, let's talk about it quickly, your mother and I are waiting." The father couldn't help but urge.
"Tell me, Ran Ran." The mother's face was also full of expectation.
"Dad, Mom, since I graduated..." He told everything.
