I came to the world of the heavens

Chapter 82 The Demon God Is Not So Rebellious
When Chen Chuchu was caught, the devil boy had already admitted himself and was ready to die. For them, life and death were just a transition. As long as they absorbed enough grievances from those who died, they could be resurrected, so they were not so afraid of death. Unless it is taken away by the gods!
Chen Qiao picked up the alarm clock on the bedside and turned it around, then took the newly bought mobile phone and swiped online videos. When the alarm sounded an hour later, he took off the electric mosquito swatter on the wall and looked at the devil boy: "Back Ok?"

Demon God boy does not speak, it is impossible to recite!

Oh……

Chen Chuchu turned on the electric mosquito swatter switch: "Unruly..."

The devil boy is particularly sensitive to electricity, and the electric shock of the electric mosquito swatter makes his eyes turn white and he shakes non-stop.

Powered for a while...

Put the tongue twister in front of it and read it again.

After an hour, Chen initially turned on the fully-charged electric mosquito swatter, who knew that it nodded frantically!

He took out the gossip mirror with a little regret.

The devil boy said hoarsely: "Eight hundred pacesetters run to the north slope, and the artillerymen on the north slope run side by side. The artillerymen are afraid of touching the pacesetters, and the pacesetters are afraid of touching the artillery cannons..."

Electric mosquito swatter waits!
Current output!
The devil boy was shocked and angry: "Are you sick, I have completely recited this broken tongue twister, what are you trying to do!"

Their illusions can only work best when the other party is emotional and unstable...

And the other party comes prepared and has a firm mind, so it is not easy to be confused, unless they group brothers and sisters together to cast illusions, create enchantments, and create illusions in the environment, which can achieve miraculous effects!

Chen Qiao turned on the phone for a while, turned off the switch and said, "Look at the tongue twister I wrote. There are punctuation marks in it. You even omit this. I feel that you don't respect me in your heart..."

The devil boy froze for a moment!
You also need to memorize punctuation marks. When you read it by yourself, were there any punctuation marks in it? Isn’t that kidding me…

In the next few hours, Mo Shenzi recited it several times, no matter how perfect it was, it would always be stabbed by Chen Qiao.

Why is it born a demon boy, why can't it meet a normal mage and simply send him to death or go to the gods!I have to meet such a weird-looking old immortal who behaves even more weirdly!
Just then, there was a knock on the door!
The devil boy suddenly came to his senses, and it burst out with strong resentment, but the damn gossip mirror covered his head and pressed it back again...

Chen Chuchu opened the door, it was the owner of the hotel, he wondered: "I heard the crackling sound in this room, what is going on here?" He also put his head in and glanced around, but he didn't feel anything strange.

Only then did he realize that Chen Chuchu had thick makeup on his face, just like an old man...

Chen Chuchu showed an embarrassed smile: "I'm a play actor, I was bitten by mosquitoes while practicing a play, and I bought two electric mosquito swatters to play with..."

What kind of underworld drama actor, if you come on stage and frighten so many people to death, it will be better to wash your face and snort twice than it is now.The boss thought to himself, and said with a smile: "Well, then I won't bother, and practice slowly!"

Seeing that the boss is leaving...

The devil boy grinned anxiously, madly attacking the gossip mirror, and wanted to show his true body for the boss to see!

No matter what happens, it recognizes it, anyway, don't be with this person in it...

Looking at the door slowly closing, it was so anxious that smoke was coming from its head...

Don't go!

Don't leave, okay, how can I live when you leave!

As long as you come back, I promise that I will never play tricks on human beings again, and I will go straight to the temple of the gods and surrender myself after leaving this door! ! !
Come back soon... do... north and wood...

As the door was completely closed, Chen Chuchu slowly turned around, and the crazy eyes of the devil boy gradually became clear.

Eyes wide open.

Chen Chuchu broke the silence: "I guess you scolded me in your heart just now."

This sentence almost didn't scare the devil into the sky on the spot, how could he know that he was scolding him in his heart!It doesn't make sense, it's impossible, it's not... What are you doing with the electric mosquito swatter?
Pick up the gossip mirror and listen to my sophistry...

listen to me explain...

Night falls.

Master Chen, who was busy all afternoon, sat on the sofa, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put the electric mosquito swatter that had been damaged due to long-term continuous work on the table...

The devil boy was crying.

Chen Shishi made a cup of instant noodles and needed to cover it for 5 minutes. If he couldn't find a suitable one, he pressed the gossip mirror on it.

He looked at the devil boy and said suddenly: "We don't seem to have any hatred..."

Grandma, it turns out that you don't have any hatred. I wonder if the graves of your ancestors for seven or eight generations were dug in the mountains!

The demon boy's fist was shaking, but on its hideous face, a smile like crying was squeezed out: "You can do whatever you like, I just ask you to end my pain as soon as possible..."

It's too weak, and it's too tiring to talk through illusions. It would be nice if I could possess myself.

Chen Qiao lit up the screen of his mobile phone and slowly pulled a long string of news in front of Moshenzi. Inside were all kinds of old people or children who were missing in Dakeng Mountain. Lots of dirt, insects, rocks, and died before reaching the hospital.

Sixty percent are missing, and [-] percent are bodies found.

He smiled lightly, and his voice calmly made the devil boy tremble: "Can you tell me how they disappeared in the mountains, and who has a grudge against them..."

The devil boy was silent.

It has never thought about this problem, because it has been playing tricks on human beings since it was born, like a gene engraved in its bones...

As humans say, born bad!
Are human thoughts important? They are not important, and they don’t need to be thought about. They are just fragile toys, and there are many more when they are broken…

The devil boy who was electrocuted all afternoon was stunned by Chen Chuqiu's question...

The devil is cunning, which means it can think.

Just thinking can change his mind.

Why do you have to stand on the opposite side of humans?

It thought of its own mother who was killed by the god Tiger Lord. She is the mother of all the devil gods. Since they were born, they only heard one sentence, that is, killing human beings, killing the spokesperson of Tiger Lord...

Even teach them how to remove the spokesperson's method of asking God to go up.

Such a mother, who was summoned by Tiger Lord's spokesperson more than ten years ago, turned into a face and scratched to ashes...

The interweaving of problems reminds me of the old and weak humans who were trapped in the barrier and eating messy things.

The devil boy was silent, and he felt that he had figured out a lot of things in an instant, as if he had been doing meaningless things since he was born.

At the beginning, I saw the stupid appearance of human beings sinking into the illusion. It was exciting and very interesting. After that, it was like that, and it was even boring. It was just that everyone was doing this kind of thing, so they would continue to do it together...

It was silent for a long time and said: "I am not a human, and I don't have as complex emotions as you. You let me die, you get pleasure, and I get relief."

Chen Chuchu's eyes narrowed, faster than expected.

He sighed, took out the Qingshui sword, shook it, cut off the hemp rope on it, and said, "I'm tired too, it's not fun, your death can't bring me any pleasure, I prefer to see What can you bring to yourself by living...

Next, whether you want to be a devil boy that everyone hates or a mountain elf that everyone likes, make your own choice..."

The devil boy looked at the long sword swaying in his hand. This thing exuded a strong and sharp aura, stabbing his eyes with pain.

Want to go, but dare not.

　Ask for a monthly pass, and then wait for the third one...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)