The demon king who was killed by me came to seek revenge on me

Cen Chu lay on the soft bed, thinking of everything that happened to him and Al when he came to this castle today, he couldn't help rolling on the bed a few times, and finally buried his face hard in the pillow, silently expressing his joy.

After feeling that he was having difficulty breathing, he suddenly turned over and looked up at the night pearl on the ceiling. He was lying loosely on the bed, and the loose clothes hung loosely on his body, making him look petite and showing the overall appearance. There is a strange beauty.

Although Cen Chu was a little tired physically, he didn't feel sleepy in his heart.Fatigue made him close his eyes, but his mind was recalling every movement of Al, every contact with himself, every word he said, and his heart was beating so fast.

He quietly felt the throbbing of his heart, he didn't try to stop it, and he no longer resisted it like he did during the day, he wanted to indulge himself once, even though such indulgence would make him more addicted, but if it was just that one time... in the end once...

Suddenly, he felt a person standing beside his bed.

Maybe it's his own illusion, after all, he is closing his eyes now, can't see anything, and can only rely on intuition.

But what if it is true?

His somewhat tired mind became active in an instant, and he was sure that in this castle, next to the Demon King's room, there was only one person who could appear here.

Cen Chu didn't open his eyes, he pretended to be asleep, but in fact he was nervously guessing and delusional.

As the other party approached, until a breath that belonged to Al entered his nose, he was immediately 100% sure that there was indeed a person standing beside him, and this person.It's Al.

Why did he come to his room after he fell asleep?Are you trying to kill me?No, no, absolutely impossible, if he wanted to kill himself, he would have already done it when he saw him during the day, or there would be too many other times, and with his strength, he would not It takes a lot of effort to deal with a small person like him.

But after ruling out this reason, Cen Chu couldn't think of any other reason why Al would come to see him while he was asleep.

It's not like letting him get up in the middle of the night to make supper.

Cen Chu really couldn't think of it.

After Al prepared a set of clothes for Cen Chu, he went back to his room. He wanted to pass the time by reading a book, but soon he found that he couldn't calm down and read a book at all. When he turned his head and saw the dark night outside, he I thought that the human being I raised might be afraid of the dark night, and might even get lost at night, so I specially prepared lighting for him to guide the way, and thinking of the magic wolves that I had never seen during the day, I simply put my own Consciousness attached to the magic, he watched Cen Chu all the way, and did not take back his magic until he returned to his room.

After that, he stood by his window and looked at the faintly shining star in the sky, and the direction of the star, I don't know if it was a coincidence, Baicheng happened to be in that direction.He looked at the star, seemed to be weighing, but also seemed to be thinking.

"The curse of the undead clan." After a long time, Al breathed out softly into Cen Chu's room, the melodious voice flowed in the night, and the emotion he conveyed could not be heard.

He decided not to wait for Sidis's investigation, but to go there himself tonight.

When the sun rises tomorrow, he wants to see the real self in Cen Chu's pupils, not a monster whose appearance has nothing to do with him.

Before heading out, though, he wanted to take one last look.

Al's magic passed through the direction of Cen Chu's room, and the magic was also released at the same time, so she saw the appearance of "falling asleep" without covering the quilt.

He, who was about to leave, stopped abruptly, closed his eyes, and when he broke free, he had already appeared beside Cen Chu's bed.

Seeing Cen Chu wearing the snow-white clothes he specially chose, Ai Er felt that his breathing stopped for a moment.

Moving his gaze up a bit, he saw Cen Chu's messy blond hair on his forehead. Al walked over, leaned down slightly, and stretched out his hand to smooth Cen Chu's irregular hair strand by strand. It reminded him of the cat in the lady's hand.

Ayer, who was entertained by his own metaphor, slightly bent his mouth, and forgot to take back the hand that had been stroking Cen Chu's hair, and just touched Cen Chu's face like that.

He didn't notice at all that the breath he exhaled when he chuckled was unconsciously heavier than usual, and the air that came out became cool quickly under the influence of the air, and then gently, rubbed it on Cen Chu's face After that, they mixed together with Cen Chu's exhaled breath, and soon disappeared, leaving traces in people's hearts.

Feeling the itchy touch of his face and the breath that was close at hand, Cen Chu pressed his trembling heart, carefully exhaled the air, and carefully inhaled the air into his lungs.

Cen Chu felt that the breath on his face was gradually getting hotter, and his skin was also aching because of the touch that something was approaching but never came.

too close.

He took a deep breath, and at that moment, he felt that he had inhaled the world's most powerful ecstasy incense, and many parts of his body became out of his control, his brows furrowed suddenly, and the muscles in his calf tensed , the fingertips on the side trembled and tightened, and the fabric under his body was unknowingly caught by him, and there were several folds. At the moment, he managed to control it.

Seeing the "painful" expression on his face, Al let go of his hand abruptly, stepped back several meters, and didn't stop until he hit the window sill. Feeling a little bit of self-blame, he thought, it must be because of his appearance that the sleeping Cen Chu fell into a nightmare.

What did he dream of, was it a hideous monster, or a horrible creature that could eat people?But... certainly no one is myself.

At the same time, Cen Chu immediately took control of his body, relaxed his calf muscles, and flattened his fingertips, so that everything returned to normal. Naturally, Al didn't find anything wrong with him.

Another perfect miss.

It can't go on like this.

Al thought, tonight he must find a way to unravel this curse.

Raising his eyes again to look at Cen Chu, his expression has already taken on a kind of imperative determination.Raising his hand to point in Cen Chu's direction, with ten fingers, Cen Chu felt that the quilt that he was pressing down on him covered his body, and then, all the night pearls here went dark. After waiting for a while, there was no one around him anymore. It was only after some other movement that Cen Chu dared to quietly narrow his eyes, and found that it was already dark here.

He sat up and looked in the direction where he felt someone just now, but he saw nothing, there was no one here, as if everything that happened just now was just his fantasy.

Cen Chu raised his hand in a daze, and touched the place that seemed to still have Al's touch.

Why... would he touch himself?

No, he didn't seem to be touching himself just now, but his hair?

Thinking about it, Cen Chu raised his hand and touched the top of his head twice. The soft touch was really good, but...he didn't remember that there was a setting of fuzz control in Al's character design?

Could it be that he wrote a plot setting in some unknown corner and then forgot about it?

In a daze, he recalled the plot he had written, and then fell into a deep sleep.