The returning national male god

Chapter 281 The Demon King Arrives
The various entertainment reporters gained a lot today, but most of them felt a little surprised when they didn't see Jun Jiu's figure, after all, she has been in the limelight recently.

Seeing that the time had come to an end, they were all about to move their equipment to the infield, but they heard screams from the entrance of the red carpet.

They were moved when they heard the sound, and immediately picked up the devices in their hands and pointed them in the direction of the red carpet, thinking that the Golden Phoenix Award had secretly invited some important person to arrive late, but when the person approached, they were stunned one by one. up.

At eight o'clock in winter, the sky in the imperial capital was already black, but the robe that the man was wearing was darker than this sky.

Because there are only a few minutes left, the stars have basically entered the arena, and the security guards outside the arena have transferred to the arena to maintain order. The originally protected and airtight red carpet entrance is now empty, and even the lights on both sides of the red carpet At the beginning, the lights went dark one by one, but no one dared to go beyond the order and rushed up to shake hands and take a group photo.

He seemed to come from the dark night, exuding a cold and indifferent aura all over his body. He was wearing a retro robe that was hanging down to the ground, but it rose slightly when the wind picked up, reflecting a few dark patterns on the robe. In such an atmosphere, it creates an illusion of being stained with blood.

When he got closer, everyone was more frightened when they saw his face clearly.

He wears a mask on his face, which is similar to the face of a bull's head and a horse. In fact, the mask itself is not very scary. Perhaps it is to take care of the fans. The timid girls who came here all lowered their heads and dared not look any more, but it didn't take long before they mustered up the courage to peek again.

No one had seen him before, but at the moment he appeared, everyone would recognize him at a glance.

He is really like a demon king, because no one can see his expression when he is wearing a mask, he can only see him walking through the red carpet without looking sideways, but wherever he goes, everyone seems to be The minister under his command looked at him without daring to show his breath.

The Great Demon King, the Great Demon King, is really as domineering as his name suggests, yet so strong that no one dares to ignore him.

And the fans who really belonged to the big devil stood in the middle of the red carpet. After the initial excitement, they also realized something. What has not changed is the starlight in everyone's eyes when they look at the Great Demon King, it is still so dazzling.

Three steps, two steps, one step, they watched the person they admired gradually approaching, and could even hear the rapid heartbeat in their chests, but the powerful aura and terrifying mask of the other party made them feel alone. I can't speak the words.

Then, they saw that the big devil who had been walking forward without looking sideways suddenly turned his head to look at them.

That metal mask tightly covered his entire face, but upon closer inspection, one could see his eyes, falling on them at this moment, like cold ice meeting the warm sun, the indifference in the eyes faded away, bringing Some connivance and appeasement conveyed his emotions accurately to everyone's heart.

She didn't know if it was their delusion, but she always felt that the aura of the Great Demon King was much softer when facing them.

Afterwards, they heard each other's familiar voice ringing in their ears. They had heard it thousands of times through the microphone in the previous years, but none of them was as pleasant and seductive as it is now.

There was a bit of blame in his voice, but more of a joke, "Devils, where are the noodles you prepared for me?"

(End of this chapter)