The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

In a white light, Xia Ling returned to the world in the sky.

Ten huge chains came down from the sky and pierced straight into the heart of the man surrounded by black qi, locking him firmly in the center of the sky.

Standing under the sky, Xia Ling looked at the demon king and said in her heart.

"System, give me Cheng Chen's soul."

The heavenly dao had locked the demon king in this world in the sky. If they wanted to save him, they could only find someone to fuse with him and bring the demon king's soul back from the 3,000 worlds.

Only then would he be able to fuse with his consciousness and break the seal.

The system opened up the system space, and a small piece of pure white spirit appeared in front of Xia Ling.

"Cheng Chen, when you wake up, you will be able to truly see me." Xia Ling gently kissed the spirit and slowly placed the slumbering spirit into the demon king's body.

"Host, do you want to rest? Or do you want to enter the next world?" the system asked Xia Ling.

Looking at the man whose heart had been pierced through by the chains, his features were Cheng Chen's. Looking at him, Xia Ling felt a little uncomfortable.

"Enter the next world." Rather than watching him sleep here, it would be better to go to the mission world and see him alive.

System: "Okay."

*

"Plot introduction -- "

"Memory introduction -- "

"Congratulations, host, you have officially entered the world of 'autistic childhood friend'."

*

The white light splashed in front of Xia Ling, then disappeared like a tide.

The system obviously wanted to trick her. The messy images, memories, and a strong sense of grievance made Xia Ling's head hurt.

She could not help but rub her forehead, waiting for the image to become clear.

In her chest, there was an extremely unwilling emotion left behind by the original owner, which made Xia Ling's emotions explode.

She was wearing a school uniform and sitting in the fifth row against the wall. Even if she was lazy for a while, the teacher would not notice.

She lay on the table, as if she was sleeping, quickly absorbing the memories.

*

The original owner of this body was called Jing Shi, a girl with a cold personality.

Although her family was rich, she lived like an orphan. She could not see her parents more than a few times a year.

She grew up in a neighbor's house. The neighbor's house was a very harmonious family. They had a son, Gu Qian.

Gu Qian was also very strange. His family was clearly happy, and his personality was very withdrawn. He had to do everything to the best of his ability, but he did not like to talk very much. Even if it was his parents, he only took a glance at them and nodded, as if he was a stranger.

Gu Qian's parents tried everything, but they could not move Gu Qian.

However, the mother of the Jing family held the little girl's hand and asked them apologetically to take care of Jing Shi.

From the extremely quiet Jing Shi, Gu Qian's parents seemed to have seen Gu Qian's shadow. When they asked Gu Qian, he indeed admitted that he liked Jing Shi.

"From now on, she will be your friend. If you want her to stay, you have to take good care of her, do you understand?" They handed Jing Shi to Gu Qian.

Gu Qian was only six years old at that time, and he nodded without hesitation.

And with a cold-hearted friend, growing up with Jing Shi, Gu Qian's character had indeed improved.

"You can't be picky. You won't grow up to be tall."

"Don't read anymore. Come out and play with me. Otherwise, you'll become nearsighted."

"Jing Shi, wear something nice today. Wear that beige checkered skirt. I'll bring you to the zoo to play."

When he was six years old, the teachers often told the Gu family's parents that Gu Qian didn't fit in and was a bit of a loner. They suggested that they bring Gu Qian to psychological counseling.