Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang played the contents of the recorder to Wen Renli, then handed the recorder over with a half-smile.

Wen Renli reached out and took it, with deep disappointment on his face.

"What are you going to do?" Jiaoyang sat back on the sofa and raised her head with a smile.

"I will make all this public," Wen Renli held the recording pen in his hand, his eyes clear, "Anyone who made a mistake should be punished."

"Even if he is a king?" Jiaoyang smiled.

"Yes," Wen Renli looked at her, pursed his lips, and said, "Even if he is a king."

"Wow," Jiaoyang covered her lips and pretended to be amazed. She put her hands on the sofa and curled her lips. "After so many years of being a famous and famous officer, he finally decided to Have you completely overthrown this decadent society and decided to ascend to power and become the real king?"

Wen Renli knew her profound intentions and sighed softly, looking at her softly: "I'm sorry."

Perhaps not only the people around him, but also all the people in this world, have been waiting for a long time for the ruler who can truly lead them out of their predicament to appear.

Over the years, he has been deeply bound by his so-called loyalty to the royal family, which has dragged down not only him, but also people in this world.

"This apology should not be said to Gu, but to the thousands of people under this Baier Palace."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips raised, and she leaned lazily on the sofa: "You have never been sorry to Gu. The reason why Gu took action this time was just because I wanted to resolve the man's matter myself."

Wen Renli was stunned for a moment, but she quickly continued without meaning: "But do you really think that this time things will be as simple as the previous times?"

He Lanrui is not an ordinary person. After so many years of torpor and dormancy, he did not waste time here.

Soon, the rebels came up and Baier Palace turned into purgatory.

What is worthy of ridicule is that the young man who was clearly the king, and the troops he deployed in the Baier Palace, were called "rebels" by the people who were running around in panic.

Jiaoyang could probably understand the psychological shadow that the young child had suffered and was on the verge of going crazy after being with Wen Renli, who had great leadership and charisma these years.

So, even if Wen Renli's reputation is so bad, people hate him, fear him, and want to eat human flesh and blood, so what?

They still couldn't do without him, relied on him, and lived under the protection brought by this man.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Jiaoyang couldn't help but laugh.

“What an interesting group of people.”

She sighed, raised her lips and looked at Wen Renli beside her, "You live in an interesting world."

Wen Renli smiled helplessly, she always knew how to speak to slander him.

"This time, the world will not know how much it will lose and how many people will die."

In the last days when resources are scarce, what they should avoid most is the losses caused by war.

But in the last days, it seems that the most inevitable thing is war and plunder.

"What's the point?" Jiaoyang smiled nonchalantly, "In the world five hundred years ago, many more people died than now, but no one in that world realized that maybe they should let go Weapons in hand. Cherish the little peace left before the real disaster strikes." Including me.

The man was stunned, looked at her, and then looked at the armies in front of him to suppress the rebels, and smiled sadly: "If possible, I really want to see the world you live in, which is what you said The world that was ruled by you five hundred years ago."

"Really?" Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, grabbing her arm. With her thoughts, the totem of the Sidel family left by Adel on her arm appeared faintly.

She vaguely remembered that the vampire seemed to have whispered to her several times in her ear when they were in bed.

"As long as you need me, you can use this totem to summon me. No matter where you are, no matter where I am, I will come to you."

Jiaoyang suddenly realized something. She lowered her head and looked at her wrist again. The ancient mark of the black bat on it had completely emerged on her skin.

As her gaze became hotter and hotter, that area of ​​skin also began to become hot.

"So even if it is the end of the world five hundred years later, can you come to me? Plus, with this," Jiaoyang touched the space-time disk in her pocket and fell into thinking.

"What's wrong?" Wen Renli asked softly when he saw her silence.

"I am thinking that Commander Wenren's wish may not be fulfilled."

Jiao Yang raised the corners of her mouth and looked at him with a smile.

Since I'm not sure.

Then give it a try.

"What." Wen Renli was slightly startled.

Jiaoyang smiled and raised her chin: "Actually, if there is a chance, I would rather have you meet Calisia, the ruler of your human race who carried the burden of five hundred years ago. I always feel that you will have a lot in common. Topic. But now that Calisia can’t be seen, it seems to be an interesting thing for people in this world to see General Adel, one of the five generals of the Vampire Empire five hundred years ago and also Calisia’s old rival.”

Wen Renli's eyes were slightly startled. For them, these were figures in history who had long been reduced to legends and were lost to time.

He smiled, "Okay, I am very passionate and eager to know everything about you."

Jiaoyang curled up her lips, closed her eyes, put her hand on the mark on her wrist, and began to communicate with the vampires in the world five hundred years ago.

At the same time, the mark on her wrist quickly lit up with golden light, including the time and space astrolabe in her pocket.

Although it is something she is not sure about, she still has to give it a try and give it a try to know the outcome.

However, at this time, Jiaoyang, who was quietly conveying the message, did not know that the world five hundred years ago was plunged into chaos because of the message and response she suddenly conveyed.

In the Vampire Palace five hundred years ago, with the temporary disappearance of the ancestor, the human race and the vampire race were locked in a long-term confrontation.

Adel sat on the chair, propped up his head, and looked at the human opposite with his bright red eyes warily.

However, soon, along with a subtle sensation coming from his chest, Adel initially thought it was his imagination.

He was stunned for a moment and stood up subconsciously.

The induction continued, transmitted from his heart, and the fluctuations became stronger and stronger.