Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The little girl who was asleep suddenly frowned.

Zhao had a dream.

She was lying in a valley full of flowers, and then the flames of the sky lit up and the delicate petals withered, and she ran and ran, but the burning tongue kept chasing her, like a shadow, as if to stop for a second and be devoured by the whole thing.

That feeling is horrible.

The person in the bed frowned, seemingly trying to wake up, but couldn't do it anyway.

In a quiet room, a long figure appeared empty.

The indifferent red eyes looked at Zhao, with his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, and he reached out and grabbed at the void.

A dark purple phantom suddenly appeared, crying silently in the hands of the Demon King.

Dreameater.

Love to invade their consciousness while sleeping, creating nightmares.

Why nightmares? Because they like to feed on emotions, especially negative emotions, the stronger the better, like fear, like hatred.

“It's such a weak, useless little thing that even this low-level dream beast can't resist.” His Majesty mocked and pinched the Dreambeast at will.

The little girl lying in bed seemed relieved, her eyebrows lowered and her breathing gradually stabilized.

His Majesty looked at her in a blind light and took a step forward.

Long fingers stretched out and suddenly reacted as they reached halfway into the sky.

What do I want to do? He looked at his hands, gloomy.

That was a totally unconscious move —— trying to reach out and touch this little girl.

A spy from the Holy See of Light. What's worth exploring?

He stood up straight and was ready to withdraw his hand.

The little girl in the bed suddenly rolled over and put her arms on his hand.

Azhao in his sleep caught a toy, two soft little hands held his hand tightly, even rubbing his cheek against him twice, revealing a satisfying smile.

His Majesty the Demon is stuck.

He is the unique monarch of magic, and he does not like small creatures such as children. He is a creature of magic, and no one dares to make it before him.

It's a rare experience.

He even couldn't help but think back to the feeling that his soft face had just rubbed on his skin...

Realizing what he was thinking, His Majesty's face was instantly hard to see.

This Lily must have been doing some new magic by the old things of the Holy See, otherwise why would he always have some strange ideas?

He pulled his hand out cold and left without going back.

The system squatted quietly next to Azhao's pillow and watched this tall demon king leave.

Sleep well overnight.

Azhao was woken up by Missia.

She glared up from the bed and looked at the waitress: “Are you going to work? ”

Originally neat and supple blonde hair, the blue eyes of the sky were covered with water and fog, like hidden light, because of the confusion of sleep.

Missia was instantly adored.

She swears there's no such thing as a cute little girl as Lily in magic!

“You should get up for breakfast, Lily.” Misia said with seriousness.

Seeing Zhao still can't sleep, she said very seriously: “Lai bed and the little girl who doesn't eat breakfast are not tall. ”