Mask, my emperor's armor starts from Fengdu

"Brother, brother, what are you doing, what are you thinking?"

Nuoyang suddenly closed his eyes, there was no movement, Fujiwara pushed Nuoyang suspiciously, and Nuoyang fell directly to the ground.

This scared both Wakana and Fujiwara.

"This, why did Brother suddenly ..."

Fujiwara was surprised.

Nuoyang's eyelids jumped slightly, and Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not dead, it's okay."

Wakakana glared at Fujiwara, but her brow also relaxed, just fine.

"I'm okay."

Nuoyang knew that he had someone pushing him, but did not trigger the Heavenly Dao Protective Body, indicating that the other party was well-intentioned, and he was too focused on finding the reason for the disappearance of the demon, so that he was defenseless.

Sitting up again from the ground, he still had a sad face.

"The demon is gone."

Suddenly he said this sentence.

"Disappeared? How did it disappear?

Fujiwara asked curiously.

"I don't know, it's like it disappeared out of thin air."

Nuoyang shook his head.

Fujiwara smiled: "That's dead, brother, this is a good thing, after all, this demon king is too strong."

"That's not necessarily a good thing."

Nuoyang always felt that there was something strange in it, which might be related to the third person who appeared in the other space at that time.

"Don't care about this for now, brother, or let me tell you how my sister-in-law and I have come to live in the past six months."

Fujiwara said with a smile, wanting to share his glorious deeds in the past six months with Nuoyang.

"Oh, you talk."

Thinking of this, Nuoyang didn't snort angrily, he wanted to see what kind of moth Fujiwara this kid had.

After saying something impassioned, Fujiwara's face was full of wanting to get Nuoyang's praise, but what he was waiting for was Nuoyang's invitation.

"Why hit me again."

Fujiwara looked at Nuoyang resentfully.

"What do you think, because you want to come out and build a statue for me, and also set up this bookstore to distribute a book that is your hero's book, the atmosphere has been set up by you."

"I don't even feel sorry for you until I die."

Nuoyang had a dark face.

Fujiwara was aggrieved: "This, this, of course, I don't want my brother to die, but we have defeated the demon king, of course, we must publicize us well." "

That guy agreed?"

Nuoyang glanced at Fujiwara, Fujiwara nodded, and then Nuoyang looked at Wakana.

Wakanaya nodded as well.

"How could that guy agree to such behavior."

Nuoyang wondered.

"He said it wasn't him who was embarrassed, of course he agreed."

Fujiwara didn't dare to look directly into Nuoyang's eyes.

Depend on!

Nuoyang now wants to sword people, Menyashi's guy pits himself, and the next time he sees him, he has to say: "Menyashi, they should continue to travel."

"Well, not long after that post-war cultivation, they left, Fujiwara and I stayed to wait for you, we believe that you are still alive and will be able to return one day."

After Ruocai finished speaking, he felt a little nostalgic, and leaned into Nuoyang's arms again.

Nuoyang hugged a little tighter.

"Then again, brother, I also want you to find us after you come back and know that we are here."

Fujiwara mentioned.

This made sense, Nuoyang nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Mr. Fujiwara, Miss Wakana."

There was a knock at the door.

Fujiwara used to open the door, and the person who came was the leader of the resistance at that time.

"Mr. Nuoyang?"

"Chief."

Nuoyang said hello, and the leader suddenly froze when he saw Nuoyang.

"My brother is back."

Fujiwara said with a smile, and then said to Nuoyang again: "Brother, now this guy is not a leader, but now he is the highest leader in this world." "

Congratulations."

Nuoyang said a little unexpectedly.

"Mr. Nuoyang lifted up, I knew that you would be fine, thank you very much for helping us defeat the Demon King and save us from fire and water."

The leader thanked him one after another.

"It's okay, you came to us for something."

As soon as Nuoyang returned, he seemed to be the dominant among the three.

The leader also knew, and quickly explained his intentions: "Although our world has returned to normal, too many people have died, although some can be supported by science and technology, but there is still no way to fully maintain the operation of a city, the development of this half year is like a return to the light, but over time our civilization will begin to regress." "

There are not enough people, many jobs are empty, even many industries are empty, and in the war, many things are lost, there are not enough researchers, there is no way to innovate, it is not enough to maintain existing technology, so it is normal for civilization to regress."

"So what are you going to do?"

Nuoyang said curiously.

"For the normal continuation of human civilization, in the end, we unanimously decided to go back in time and kill the young demon king."

I thought that I had prevented the demon king from destroying the world, but there was a disagreement about the original direction.

Now the two roads are leading to the same result.

So it was fated?

"You want to ask our opinion?"

Nuoyang asked.

"Yes, we will let Meikoin Yunjin and Tsukiyomi go back fifty years ago and kill the eighteen-year-old Demon King, as long as the Demon King dies, everything will be fine."

The leader nodded heavily.

"Since you have decided not to use us."

Nuoyang replied so, the people in front of him have actually affirmed their own ideas, they may adopt this plan with each other or not, although they defeated the demon king, but they all have hatred for the demon king, so many people died because of the demon king, and they did this from the perspective of human survival.

"Got it."

The leader bowed his head slightly, and then said: "Leave."

The leader opened the door to go out, and came Nuoyang's voice again: "We will leave soon." The

chief walked out without saying much.

"Sure enough, I wish we left."

Nuoyang shrugged and smiled.

"Why."

Wakanai wondered.

"Those who are in power, who want to rule, we are out of control, of course they are not welcome."

Nuoyang shook his head and smiled, then stood up: "Go and pack your things, let's go and play fifty years ago."

"Fifty years? When the Demon King was a child?

Fujiwara was stunned.

"I have something I want to figure out."

Nuoyang said truthfully.

"Well, I'd like to see how the Demon King was when he was a child."

Fujiwara said with some excitement: "At that time, I will hang the demon king when I was a child, spank him, and let him know how powerful the little master is."

"What do you think, even the Demon King fifty years ago is eighteen years old, not a child."

Noyo patted Fujiwara's head.

"Eighteen? Older than me? Brother don't have a discussion, let's go to the demon king when he is three years old, wait until I spank him, and then go to eighteen years old.

Fujiwara smiled, a little lewd.

"Why are you so interested in his ass."

Nuoyang teased.

"It is said that the tiger's butt can't be touched, brother, that demon king is a strong man like you, I can't even hurt him unharmed, this must not take advantage of his childhood to leave him a little childhood shadow, let him remember me for the rest of my life, defiant..."

Saying that, he kicked Fujiwara's butt: "I'll let you remember it for a lifetime, don't be so disgusting in the future, and don't laugh like this in the future." "