Regarding the two things like mouse and keyboard, Lao Zhao feels that he is getting less and less likely to count them now.

He looked at his black rag with a serious face, looking at his pitiful black rag, Oh no, it was the dark sky demon king before, Lao Zhao also ordered a red plum and handed it over: "Brother, don't mind, these two guys are used to it!"

"Don't twitch, don't twitch!" But the dark sky demon king was so scared that he trembled all over. He glanced at the mouse and keyboard that was not good at singularly, and tears were almost over: "Mr. Zhao, Master Long, I really didn't know Mount Tai before, so you can let me go. When I go back, I will be a good citizen and never dare to destroy the world again!"

As he said that, he looked at Lao Zhao with tears in his eyes. Regarding Long Aotian who had not taken much care of him at the time, his current mental description was that he was extremely afraid of panic, fear and fear.

Anyone who beat the guy who pressed his head and beat him hard yesterday, met another day but found that the other party had become the richest son, and he was the kind of black and white that could not tremble in his heart?

Just look at the two existences in this room, where the dark devil king spoke?!

"Brother, you're out of here!"

Lao Zhao still politely handed over the cigarette: "Smoke a cigarette first?"

"No more, no more, no more..."

But the dark sky demon king, who looked like a black rag, stood in front of him tremblingly, feeling aggrieved as if he was a little wife, tears fell down, and his tone was pleading with a little: "Master Long, please let me go back!"

"Hey? Are you capable?"

But before the black rag was said a few words, the mouse and keyboard next to him stopped at the end of the busy typing, glanced at the guy with a squinted look, and said in a slight tone: "It seems that you think the threshold of our Zhao family is not worthy of you, the dark demon king from another world, what's wrong?" As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves on the computer desk and pointed at the dark rag with his chin: "Mr. Zhao handed you a cigarette, who are you here to get the destruction of the world?"

"No...no!" The black rag was so scared that it was trembling with its legs. It quickly bent down and respectfully took the red plum from Lao Zhao's hand. It chewed it in its mouth and swallowed it. It also had a coquettish smile on its face: "Mr. Zhao, Master Long Aotian, this cigarette is so delicious, it's so delicious!" Just as he spoke, he was crying and felt very aggrieved.

"Uh..." Old Zhao wanted to say that the red plum was smoking, but thinking about whether the rag was not smoking, he nodded helplessly and comforted: "Brother, don't be surprised, those two guys are used to it."

"Tsk!" The mouse and keyboard were tactful when they saw the black rag, and their tone slowed down a little: "Just know that this is Mr. Zhao's place. When there is no one, wipe the study well. It's no harm to be diligent!"

"Yes, yes!" The black rag was so scared that it bent over again: "The little one knows! The little one knows!"

"How do you speak?!"

Lao Zhao was a little angry with a stern face: "What are you two trying to do?"

He patted his thighs and looked at the mouse and keyboard that was a little confused on the computer desk: "Now, please write for me quickly. I don't know how to update it all day long. Since these powerful people want to be the head of the supervisor, you two?!"

Anyone can be considered a dark devil king? Can he humiliate others like this?

What a kind person, Lao Zhao!

Can't see it!

He also sighed in pain: "Since that's the case, you can stay at my house with peace of mind. Although you may be a little busy on weekdays, it can be considered as having a home after all, right?"

The Dark Demon King looked at Lao Zhao blankly, trembling lips and wanted to say that he had a home, just in the other world where he was in the past, but after looking up to face Lao Zhao's kind and considerate face, he still shivered and lowered his head with his lips and said: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for taking it in... The little one is grateful... I am so proud of it... I am so arrogant... I am so too impressed!"

"Oh!" Old Zhao also sighed and sucked the Hongmei, spitting out the smoke ring and said, "Since they were all their brothers before, there is no need to be too polite!" But looking at the trembling compliment of the black rag, he sighed in a deep voice: "I knew that once the interest relationship is involved, even if the relationship before is good, it will deteriorate!" As he said that, he turned his head and pointed to the mouse and keyboard, "Our Xiaohei has just come here, and there may still be a lot of things he doesn't understand. Teach more in the future. By the way, don't scold others from this shining and powerful way. How do you think of other rags like this? As long as you have to save some face, let it at least be able to get along in the rag world, right?"

"I understand!" The mouse and keyboard nodded repeatedly, and waved to the black rag that was crying silently, and said with satisfaction: "You are nothing here, please step back!"

"...Yes!" The black rag wiped his tears and quietly retreated.

"Brother!"

There were also several colorful rags waving to it in the corner of the wall.

The black rag hesitated for a moment and walked in. Looking at the four or five rags in the small bucket in the corner of the wall, feeling the amazing aura hidden on these "same kind", she couldn't help swallowing and stood up obediently.

No matter how you look at Mr. Zhao, that is, in his impression, Long Aotian’s home is terrifying.

This dark sky demon king is really scared.

That's right.

It's no weaker than him to throw something into the previous world.

Especially looking at the computer desk, the two Zhao family managers who claimed to be the mouse and keyboard had a terrifying force in the vast world. He made him, the dark demon king who had been practicing for thousands of years and condensed all the evils in the previous life, seemed to have been severely impacted and did not dare to act rashly.

But after scanning his eyes, he was still sucking Hongmei, Long Aotian, who seemed to be nothing, was now Zhao Yuanwai. He was even more in tears and could not understand why he became like this after not seeing him for more than ten years?

"call--"

Lao Zhao is actually a little depressed.

Since he couldn't even limit his timeline, various time periods have come in a mess.

At the beginning, I could still enjoy the fun of saving the world every day, but now that I have started a family and started a business, I have to work hard to supervise the mouse and keyboard code every day, and chat with Zhou Gong in my dream about the philosophy of life. After I woke up, I would go buy groceries, cook, wash clothes at home, etc., so how could I have free time to continue saving the world?

The most important thing is to save the world, which is completely voluntary labor, and there is not even a allowance. He, Lao Zhao, now owes 12 years of mortgage loan and has not paid off, so he is counting on making money by typing. He really doesn't want to go to such a small thing as saving the world!

If there are cows, sheep, chickens, etc., you can bring back some meat, but it will be troublesome if it is something else.

For example now.

What's the use of bringing a rag back?

Lao Zhao looked at the various miscellaneous items in the study and couldn't help but sigh: "Why are there no TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, etc. in another world? Even if the sofa, dining table, or the like, becomes the world-destroying demon king!"

He thought about the older home appliances and furniture at home, and felt a sincere sigh in his heart for the new generation of young and handsome demons who didn't know how to introduce new things: "It's really worse than the next generation!"

"Husband?" I was just still smoking a cigarette and pondering. The door was gently knocked, and Xia Shi's charming voice came with a bit of shy voice: "I'm going to take a shower?"
Chapter completed!