The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

"……Do you think you are a female knight captured by a monster in some novel?"

Hearing the familiar and misleading lines, Ye Ting started to complain happily.

"？"

It's a pity that Jing Ke didn't understand what Ye Ting said at all. He looked at him with confusion, and then turned into anger again.

"how? You say something I don’t understand. Could it be that you have some bad ideas about this body? You fool!"

"Foolish king?! Haha, you are the first person to say that about me... Let me think about it, how should I punish you?"

With an interesting evil smile, Ye Ting at this time changed from his usual calmness and domineering attitude, and instead acted like a standard dandy, teasingly saying

"Kill or behead, it's up to you, don't insult me!"

As if he thought of something bad from Ye Ting's tone, the face of the girl bound by the tortoise shell suddenly turned red, and then she turned her head away angrily.

So, Ye Ting stretched out his hand towards the girl and looked at The hand that looked slender and graceful, but actually looked like a demon stretched out towards him, and Jing Ke subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Finally...are we reaching that point? The humiliating behavior those girls did to me before was probably all for now."

However, the imagined pain did not come. On the contrary, Jing Ke felt a warm touch on his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the King of Qin who was stroking the girl's cheek very frivolously, and then scratched her chin

"It feels so comfortable. Such a touch. When was the last time you felt like this? Is it ten years old? Or eight years old? ah! I really want... I really want more……"

Those slender and beautiful hands seemed to be filled with magic, and the girl couldn't help but be addicted to them, even her consciousness was in a trance...

Then, a familiar and frivolous voice sounded, causing the girl who was almost fainting to wake up.

"Hmm, it feels good... I originally thought that the skin of a martial artist like you would be very rough, but I didn't expect that not only would you have a well-proportioned figure, but your face would also be unexpectedly smooth. Does practicing martial arts to the extreme have such a use?"

While stroking, Ye Ting started to praise, as if he was praising his pet for its good touch.

At that moment, Jing Ke, who woke up, felt deeply ashamed.

Personally, spiritually, shame from the inside out..Not only because of the other party's frivolous behavior, but also because of his own embarrassing performance of almost being intoxicated.

"asshole! The girl with red cheeks cursed loudly,"Get your hands away, you fool!""

"Why are you saying this again?" Ignoring the girl's words, Ye Ting stroked the girl's hair and sighed,"Your vocabulary level is too low. and——"

As he spoke, he moved forward, his face almost touching the assassin girl's, and both sides could feel the other's faint breathing.

"——Aren't you afraid of death when you insult me ​​so wantonly?"

"When I chose to assassinate you, this foolish king, life was no longer a consideration for me. The girl never gave up,"So, don't let go yet.""

"Your face feels comfortable to touch, so don't."Rejecting the request casually, Ye Ting continued to ask, and the magnetic voice seemed to directly penetrate her vitals:"When you shot at me, why did you miss it intentionally?"

"Alas——"

After being stiff for a moment, the girl forced herself,"That's... I didn't mean it, I just missed it!""

"Really~" With a hint of evil, Ye Ting stroked harder and even started to knead the girl's cheeks,"Who can tell me that as a martial arts master, the unique and strongest among swordsmen, the Grand Master Jing Ke is at the pinnacle of martial arts. , actually using a dagger to throw a target of a person's height within less than two meters, and actually miss the target? When you say something like this, do you think you are a fool or do you think I am a fool?"

"Woo...woo, just use the tree technique (I...I just missed the shot)! Let go of me (let me go)!"

Even though her mouth was being pulled and her speech was unclear, the girl still spoke hard.

"Okay, if you don’t want to say it, I won’t ask and move on to the next topic."

This time, Ye Ting finally let go of his hands that were pinching the girl's cheeks. Because of his behavior just now, the girl's face turned red and she looked good-looking.

Just as the girl was moving her sore cheeks, she was glad that she had gotten through it. The next question caught her off guard

"It’s hard to say, you like me?"

"Who would like a fool like you?"

The original image of the majestic and wise King of Qin who led the entire Qin Dynasty to become prosperous and powerful, and who was patriotic and caring for the people and was conscientious and responsible has collapsed in Jing Ke's heart.

She does not admit that the frivolous guy in front of her is the King of Qin who made Great Qin what it is today. Woolen cloth!

"So, the next question is, why did you come to assassinate me?"

Before she could react, the question became serious again, and King Qin's expression changed from the frivolous one to a serious one.

"For the righteousness in the heart’！"

Although it was strange, Jing Ke replied without thinking.

"Righteous?"

Hearing this word, Ye Ting nodded and said in an appreciative tone:"Indeed, there is no other possibility except 'righteousness' to drive someone as proud as you to assassinate him." He touched it. The assassin girl's silky black hair, Ye Ting stood up:"Speaking of which, just before I came, a news came from Heibingtai: In the territory of Yan Kingdom, starting from Yishui, there is a ballad that has been It spread, and even five-year-old children spontaneously sang it."

Looking at Jing Ke's confused eyes, Ye Ting used the accent of Yan State and chanted with heroic momentum:"The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and a strong man will never return when he is gone - even this song."

Although she is not a professional singer, Jing Ke was still affected when Ye Ting sang this familiar farewell song in a passionate and heroic tone.

She seemed to have returned to that morning again, to the bank of the Yi River. , the white mist in the early morning, the people bidding farewell, Gao Jianli building the building, and his resolute heart

"As expected of Jing Qing, your spirit is truly heroic, even I was moved by it."

The words of praise from the King of Qin rang out, which made Jing Ke, who was lost in memories, feel in a trance. He looked at the person in front of him with extremely complicated eyes. He was clearly the King of Qin

, but he could sing her poems with such emotion. From that tragic and heroic feeling, he seemed to have experienced it personally. In the voice, Jing Ke felt a deep understanding.

It is impossible for someone who truly empathizes with her feelings to sing that tragic song in such a tone.

However, this kind of understanding came from the enemy she wanted to kill, from this person. He can be called a great king.

The recognition from the enemy is the most touching and emotional thing.

For a moment, Jing Ke felt mixed emotions in her heart.

In addition, she also felt a trace of doubt.

From the original greatness to the frivolity before, and then to To the understanding just now...

Which one is the real you? King Zhao Zheng of Qin.

Before the girl could make a judgment, the original solemn male voice returned to frivolous:

"If you don't want the rumor that"Jing Ke had an affair with the King of Qin and failed in his deliberate assassination" to spread to Yan State and reach the ears of your friends, just tell the reason for all this."

You bastard Zhao Zheng! Give me back my touch!"

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The wind rustles and the water becomes cold. Once the tickets are gone, they will never be returned! _To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Feilu Novel A