Hedgehog Fang Daochang

No, Han Zhiyuan suddenly shuddered. After he left for more than a month, there was no change in this room. Even his laptop was still open. This is too fucking scary!

He grabbed his phone in a panic and looked at it, Han Zhiyuan was completely stunned, it was 6:10 in the morning.

He remembered clearly that a month ago, he woke up from a dream at 6:10 and couldn't fall asleep, and then he went to climb a mountain on a whim, only to be possessed by a demon king, and then he had this wonderful journey.

But now, is this a dream?

Han Zhiyuan swallowed unconsciously, and suddenly his mind was full of phoenix feathers, all of which were the cold and arrogant white peacock.

What the hell is going on here! Could it really be a dream? Nine Heavens Continent, Heidan, Fengyu, are they all dreams? That dream was too real.

"Humph!"

Just when Han Zhiyuan was stunned, a sudden cold hum interrupted his wild guessing, and Han Zhiyuan blurted out, "Demon King?"

"Rude," the condescending voice seemed somewhat dissatisfied, "An ant, you should call this king your majesty, your majesty the devil."

Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, it wasn't a dream, it was okay.

"I said, I'm not called Ziyi, Han Zhiyuan, please call me one more word." Anyway, to the Demon King, Ziyi and Han Zhiyuan should be the difference in the number of words, but in his own ears, it is a world of difference.

"Ok?"

A low and magnetic voice, but mixed with this indescribable majesty.

"Your Majesty the Demon King~" Han Zhiyuan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Humph!" The Demon King snorted coldly.

It looks like Feng Yu!

Thinking of Feng Yu, Han Zhiyuan suddenly shuddered, "Demon King... Your Majesty, what the hell is going on? Is the Nine Heavens Continent real? Did Feng Yu succeed in the end?"

"Humph!" The Demon King snorted again, "Of course it's true."

"Then what happened to Feng Yu?" Before Han Zhiyuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strange feeling. He only felt that a very strange gaze was staring at him from the depths of his soul, and even his whole body felt awkward. .

"What do you care about him!" The Demon King said dissatisfiedly.

Han Zhiyuan:  …

"I want to know why I can come back, can't I?" Why is it so difficult to communicate.

"The seal has been lifted, the remnant soul will return, and it will come back naturally." The Demon King said impatiently, and then continued, "Although there were many difficulties this time, I almost lost my life several times, but..."

But before the Demon King finished speaking, Han Zhiyuan was already lost in thought.

The seal was lifted and the remnant soul returned, that is to say, his ban on the truth was lifted, and Feng Yu was emotional? But, love? Is it yourself? Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan felt inexplicably hot in his heart. In fact, it might not be just Feng Yu. Han Zhiyuan did not deny that there were times when he even wanted to stay there and not come back.

He didn't know how Feng Yu would end up in the end, but since the seal was undone, if he could no longer stop him from the calamity, that was his way.

He wants to know now, did the Demon King travel with him? And what happened to everything in front of him?

In response, the Demon King just told him with a blank face that he just looked at the time and forgot the date.

Han Zhiyuan:  …

In fact, it was six ten in the morning on the second day of his crossing.

It's been a day here, and he's been there for more than a month. It's really big in the world, and it's amazing.

Later, Han Zhiyuan learned from the devil's mouth that the reason why he was able to come back was really a fortune of luck, and he was just a minute and a second away.

The devil's soul is weak, and his mana can only support Han Zhiyuan to travel alone. More importantly, the devil must avoid the surveillance of his enemies, and he will never appear easily until he recovers his mana.

On the occasion of the alternation of yin and yang, he traveled through the cracks in time and space and escaped into Han Zhiyuan's body of supreme yang.

As for Han Zhiyuan, who was sent to the Nine Heavens Continent, the Demon King placed a soul-separation seal in the depths of his soul. Once the seal was triggered, his soul could be pulled back from that world. The opportunity to trigger the seal is the Demon King's remnant soul. Once the remnant soul breaks free of the seal, it will echo with Han Zhiyuan's soul and trigger the Soul Separation Seal, bringing the Demon King's remnant soul and Han Zhiyuan's soul back to the original world.

That is to say, if Han Zhiyuan has not been able to unlock the seal, he will never come back, and the Demon King, who killed a thousand knives, has also set a time limit on the seal, and he will kill Han Zhiyuan if he does not come back on time. frenzied!

But if Han Zhiyuan dies in the middle and hasn't unlocked the seal, then he is really dead!

Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan broke out in a cold sweat. If Feng Yu hadn't fallen in love with him, he would have really died without any scum left.

These are all guesses and speculations by Han Zhiyuan from the Demon King's brief words.

The Demon King really didn't lie to him, if he couldn't do it, he would die!

"Now that you know how to unlock the seal, don't waste time doing unnecessary things this time."

Waste of time...Han Zhiyuan slandered silently in his heart, if it wasn't for you not giving me half a hint, would I need to waste time? It's like I should be grateful to Dade for not killing you.

Why do you blame me for not helping you well enough in the end? This Demon King is no more.

All the resentment was swallowed in his stomach. Han Zhiyuan knew that this was a wise move. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at his notebook. Han Zhiyuan was shocked. We are people who have to work to support themselves.

"I think……"

Just as Han Zhiyuan said two words, an inexplicable force that was familiar and terrifying suddenly struck, and Han Zhiyuan's scalp felt numb with a bad premonition. Sure enough, the next second, a black whirlpool appeared in front of him, " Wait a minute!" I asked for a leave from the company!

"You're sick, fuck me!!!"

Han Zhiyuan was going crazy, how could there be such a person, "You will die when I finish talking!"

The pain of tearing all over his body immediately changed the tone of Han Zhiyuan's roar, and he didn't know if the Demon King could hear it. Anyway, Han Zhiyuan bared his teeth in pain from the frantic tearing. !

Just before the darkness struck, Han Zhiyuan clearly heard a cold shout full of warnings, "Don't do unnecessary things! Humph! Shameless!"

Superfluous? Shameless?

Han Zhiyuan, whose brain was a mess, didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all. The next second, darkness struck.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a snow-white ceiling. Before he could think about it, a large number of memories that did not belong to Han Zhiyuan flooded into his mind. Han Zhiyuan had to close his eyes again to digest this sudden memory.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Han Zhiyuan opened his eyes leisurely, and the Demon King's last words echoed in his mind unconsciously, "Don't do superfluous things! Shameless!"

Han Zhiyuan's heart suddenly moved, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He suddenly had a strange intuition. Did the "superfluous thing" in the mouth of the Demon King refer to the affair between him and Feng Yu?

Han Zhiyuan suddenly understood why he felt that the Demon King was awkward for a moment, and the reason was here. So, that is to say, the Demon King clearly knew what happened to him in the Nine Heavens Continent, indeed, he knew what happened between him and Feng Yu, but the Demon King did not go to the Nine Heavens Continent because of his weak soul. So, does Han Zhiyuan know? It can be boldly guessed that the memory of the demon king comes from the remnant soul, and the remnant soul existed in Feng Yu's body before returning, that is to say... the demon king personally felt their rolling sheets?

Or to put it more vividly, Han Zhiyuan is rolling sheets with the devil in disguise?

Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan's eyes became inexplicably hot, like a lion fighting with excitement, inexplicably boiling with excitement.

What kind of girlfriend boyfriend, Han Zhiyuan suddenly has a direction, so clear. As for whether the guess is true or false, do you know if you try it?

Thinking about it, Han Zhiyuan unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, and the smile that evoked brought a bit of evil for no reason, but it surprised the little assistant who had just picked up the hot water.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, you finally woke up!"

When Han Zhiyuan raised his eyes, he saw a little girl wearing a cowboy suspender rushing towards him with joy, holding a cup in her hand.

Only then did Han Zhiyuan realize that he was lying on the hospital bed with a hanging needle in his hand. Looking at the layout of the entire room, it is obviously a VIP ward.

Before Han Zhiyuan could speak, the little girl's eyes turned red, "Brother Yuan, you really scared me to death today woo woo woo~"

Han Zhiyuan grinned, "Why are you crying, girl, am I not okay?"

Because of the memory arrangement in advance, Han Zhiyuan has almost merged with the Han Zhiyuan with the same name as him now, so there is no need to worry about revealing any flaws.

"You've been in a coma for three hours!" The little girl roared angrily when she saw Han Zhiyuan's unconcerned appearance, and then hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry Brother Yuan, I was just terrified, you suddenly fainted on the set today. It's really scary."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Han Zhiyuan surrendered, then pointed to the needle bottle above his head, "It's almost over, come and help me press it."

The little girl panicked again, "I'll call a nurse."

"What's your name nurse?" Han Zhiyuan hurriedly stopped her, "Hold on for me, I'll pull it out by myself, it's a matter of a second." You can't plug in/in, isn't it easy to pull out/out?

The little girl had no choice but to help Han Zhiyuan hold the needle tape. In the blink of an eye, Han Zhiyuan pulled the needle out, and the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a slightly fat man with glasses walked in. Seeing that Han Zhiyuan woke up, his originally low eyes suddenly lit up a lot, "Ayuan, you are awake."

"Well, how is the situation outside?" Han Zhiyuan asked while looking at the man with glasses while putting on a coat with the help of his assistant Liu Xiaoya.

The girl in Han Zhiyuan's mouth is Liu Xiaoya, one of his assistants, and this guy with glasses who is a little fat is actually about the same age as Han Zhiyuan, only twenty-seven or eighteen. He is Han Zhiyuan's manager, Zhu You, because of his health Fa Fu and his surname Zhu gave him the nickname Pig Brother, but Han Zhiyuan used to call him Ayou.

Listening to his question, Zhu You smiled and said, "It's already surrounded by reporters and your fans outside. With that posture, it feels like the end of the world."

Han Zhiyuan smiled. He had just learned from Liu Xiaoya that he was suffering from acute gastroenteritis caused by long-term busy filming, daily routine, and various irregular diets. Then he suddenly fainted on the set, frightening a lot of people.

I don't know where the rumors leaked, and now the hospital is surrounded by water, especially those fans who come here, who don't know, think he has a terminal illness, or has reached bliss?

"Is it really okay? Do you want to be hospitalized for two days?" Zhu You couldn't help confirming again?

"It's alright, I have my senses." Han Zhiyuan said, "The girl and I will walk from the back, Ayou, go and deal with the reporters and appease the fans, and I will tell you about it on Weibo later."

"Okay," no one knows Han Zhiyuan's temper better than Zhu You. Since he wants to leave, he can't help it. "It just so happens that you take this opportunity to rest for a few days."

At this time, the news on Weibo that Han Zhiyuan fainted on the set and was rushed to the hospital has been overwhelmed. Moments, entertainment headlines, entertainment news, post bars, forums... The news that Han Zhiyuan fainted in just three hours, and even when the news was blocked, has already dominated the screen.

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