Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao returned to the palace with a gift. Before entering his own palace, he was seen positively by the demon king with dark hair.

His Majesty, the Lord of the Devils, who was so light-hearted, looked dark for a moment.

“Zhao, are you out again? ”

Zhao nodded honestly.

His Majesty glanced silently at what was in her arms and said softly: "As my personal maid, you better not take these things away. ”

Zhao's mouth lifted quickly and she pressed him down again.

“Why?” she asked knowingly.

His Majesty's book is serious: "If anyone deliberately brings dangerous goods into the Palace, something goes wrong, you can't afford it. ”

It's hard to find a different reason for him every time.

Azhao nodded with a smile: “Yes, Your Majesty. ”

When she realized, she asked, "Your Majesty, what can I do for you? ”

It's not in the main hall.

The Demon King coughed softly: "Put down your things and come with me. ”

Zhao hastily followed.

No demon race was encountered all the way. Zhao followed the demon king to a place deep in the palace that was almost unknown.

In front of it is an empty space, looking forward to the past, the field of vision dissipates in the grey fog, not knowing how big it is.

“Your Grace?” Zhao is unknown so.

What are you bringing her here for?

Above the wand in the hands of the Demon King, suddenly a light flashed.

The light rushes straight into the sky and countless meteors fall to the ground, and the scene is fantastic.

This is...

Zhao watched this scene with surprise, artificial meteor rain?

She looked at the Demon King on her side and looked at the ground with a faint look.

“Your Majesty. ”

“Shh.” His Majesty whispered softly, "Look. ”

Zhao looked at him with his eyes and gradually opened his eyes.

On the ground where there was nothing, the earth suddenly moved, a young green bud burst out, quickly stretched his body, and then, at the visible speed of the naked eye, pulled out a branch and grew a flower bone.

What kind of scene is a flower blooming?

Zhao never thought about it before.

But this time, she looked at the endless flowers in front of her, and there was only one feeling in her mind: miracles.

The bright red petals are warm and eye-catching, as if they were a cluster of sparks that lit the flame at the bottom of A Zhaoxin's heart.

“Your Majesty…” she exclaimed softly.

His Majesty looked at him and his voice softened rarely: "Happy birthday, Azhao. ”

Birthday?

Zhao was stunned.

Yes, this body is, indeed, the birthday of the day.

Even she forgot herself and didn't know how to find the Demon King.

She looked at the Demon King with bright eyes.

His Majesty was uncomfortable to be seen with this burning eye, and he coughed softly: "You have always been kind to me for so many years. I asked the chief guard of the palace. He said that girls prefer this kind of thing...”

He's not finished.

Because the girl in front of him, like a dairy swallow, rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly in the waist.

This, this...

His Majesty frowned somewhat disagreeably: "There are no rules. ”

In other words, he didn't reach out to push away the girl in his arms.

Zhao didn't let go. He raised his head in his arms and smiled playfully: “No rules. That's what you're used to. ”

His Majesty the Demon is silent.

Zhao had to step forward: “Your Majesty, what should I do? I can't repay you for being so kind to me. ”