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- Luo Chong took two steps forward under the control of the devil father, and was the first to come to Hong Mao, grabbing his neck, dark red eyes staring into his eyes, and his low and hoarse voice was like someone in a nightmare. Judgment of death.
"I came from hell, and now your soul belongs to me!"
The red-haired man couldn't move or struggle. Not to mention shouting for help, he didn't even have the ability to close his eyelids. He could only interpret his heart with eyes filled with boundless fear.
With their eyes facing each other, Hongmao could see clearly. There was a hideous and terrifying devil's head hidden in each of Luo Chong's pupils. One seemed to be furious, and the other seemed to be grinning At this moment, Hongmao felt that his mind was sinking. , the whole person seemed to be split in two by the two devil heads and swallowed.
This is his own feeling, but to outsiders, a translucent milky white airflow spurts out of Hongmao's left eye, and a light red airflow spurts out of his right eye. These two airflows are extracted by Luo Chong's eyes respectively. passed.
Everyone can understand that this kind of forcible plundering and devouring is just like the devil in the movie devouring the soul.
In just five seconds, Hong Mao shriveled up and his skin turned gray-black, like a mummy unearthed from an underground tomb that had completely lost all moisture and all vitality.
"The human soul, well"
Luo Chong took a deep breath, an expression of extreme satisfaction appeared on his face: "Next."
Of course, all this was caused by the devil¡¯s father. Luo Chong¡¯s ideology was huddled inside his body, and he could only witness this cannibalistic and terrifying process as a bystander.
"You deserve it!"
Having just killed a person, and the other person's death process was so terrible, Luo Chong was certainly quite nervous, but he was definitely not afraid. He even had a feeling of relief: "You poop in my stall every now and then, aren't you?" Are you good at pooping? It¡¯s time to shit!¡±
Afterwards, I had some self-awareness: "I am not afraid at all. Am I really the son of the devil? Am I not naturally afraid of death?"
With these thoughts flashing in my mind, I saw my right hand pinching the bald man's neck again. This time he didn't say anything, he just looked into his eyes and began to devour his soul and all the life in his body. Essence.
Even Luo Chong could clearly feel that his own pair of magic eyes were transmitting inexplicable magic power. Even if the bald man in front of him was extremely frightened, he could not avert his gaze. Like a moth to a flame, he was losing all the most precious things in his life. Contributed.
Everything, everything, is lost, and in the end there is only a withered and dusty skin left.
In less than twenty seconds in total, these three gangsters, who were still alive and kicking like dogs, all turned into mummies, but they still stood in place with their limbs stiffened like before they were alive.
Luo Zhan suddenly shook his body, as if his footing was unstable, and he felt that he had returned to normal mobility, and the ownership of his body was back in his hands.
"The devil dad waved his hand gently, and turned the three mummies into fly ash, and completely dissipated into nothing in an instant, leaving no trace on the ground.
At the same time, he also said lightly: "I am teaching you how to use those devil eyes to devour human souls on this planet for me. It seems that you have learned well and you are worthy of being my son."
Luo Chong groaned in his throat and replied in a low voice: "Aren't you very awesome? You can kill thousands of creatures with just a wave of your hand. Since you need human souls, why don't you do it yourself?"
"Nonsense!"
The devil's father said: "Even a devil like me cannot act arbitrarily in the human world, otherwise, we would have swallowed up all the humans long ago. In this universe, of course, there are many kinds of forces that can fight against us and interact with each other. Restrictions, mutual checks and balances I want to develop a spokesperson on this planet to collect a large number of souls for me. It just so happens that you are my son and a full-fledged human being, so it is most suitable for you to entrust this task to you. ¡±
Luo Chong was not afraid of him, and did not even express his rejection. Instead, he glanced at him sideways and asked coldly: "I collect souls for you. What good can I gain by doing this? Don't tell me that I am your son. I have to work for you for free.¡±
"Of course!"
The devil's father smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I will never do anything that is not beneficial. You are my son, so you should have such qualities. If you are a cowardly yes-man, you will do whatever you are told, but I will be cruel. I'll punish you, and I might even strangle you to death with my own hands."
"I can only say that you have a brain disease that cannot be cured on earth." Luo Chong cursed.
If a child is obedient but wants to strangle him to death, isn't this a mental illness, so what is it?
After being scolded, the devil¡¯s father was not angry. He just said calmly: ¡°You will know what benefits it will bring in half an hour.¡±
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace. Luo Chong was the only one left in this so-called small forest.
¡°Three people just died here, and a real devil appeared
Luo Chong looked around and thought to himself: "In the future, if those couples come to have a tryst in the dark, will they be scared to death once they find out about this kind of thing?"
In fact, Luo Chong felt even more nervous after the devil's father left. He couldn't explain why. He hurriedly walked out of the dimly lit grove without bothering to go to the stall to say hello to other stall owners. He just went straight to the stall. Just ran home.
Judging from an age like eighteen, Luo Chong's reaction to this kind of thing would be quite calm, and he would not have any extra brains to think about how to deal with the aftermath.
Besides, I had some consciousness in my mind: the crime scene had been cleaned up by the old bastard, not a trace of blood or ashes was left. Even if the police investigated the disappearance and found him, there was no evidence that it was him. Dry.
How could we, an ordinary citizen, have the ability to make three gangsters disappear from the world? Yes, it definitely wasn¡¯t me!
It only took ten minutes for Luo Chong to run home. He rushed into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. He then took out an ice-cold Coke from the refrigerator and drank it down, forcing himself to calm down as soon as possible.
Then, he went back to his room, locked the door, turned on the computer, stabilized his mind, and started Baidu for all kinds of news related to hell and the devil.
There are all kinds of legends and stories, and I don¡¯t know which one is correct.
When I searched for the term ¡®Devil¡¯s Eye¡¯, all I found were purely fictitious props described in games, novels, or movies, none of which were of any use.
Before he knew it, half an hour had passed. Luo Chong was still looking at the computer screen. Suddenly, something knocked him very lightly on the back of his head.
It didn¡¯t hurt at all, like someone touched me from behind.
Luo Chong was not afraid at all. He thought it was the old bastard coming again. When he turned around to look, he was stunned.
In mid-air behind her, a little girl with a height of just over a foot was quietly floating. A pair of devil wings were slowly flapping behind her back, ensuring that she could float in mid-air; a pair of dark red hair peeked out from her light purple wavy hair. The devil's horns are very small and look very funny, like a child wearing a toy hairpin on his head;
She has a round face, tender white skin, and big, blinking eyes. She is looking at herself timidly, and there is a long, forked tail trailing behind her butt, which is also dark red.
In her hand, she held a pocket-sized steel fork, which was slightly shorter than her height. She was wearing a dark red princess dress with many layers, lace and pleats.
But she didn¡¯t wear shoes, she was naked. Exposing a pair of white, tender and chubby little feet
"A little devil? Or a mother"
Luo Chong thought of this subconsciously, but still asked softly: "Who are you?"
She looks super cute and a little funny. Even though he knows that she is not a normal creature, Luo Chong is not afraid at all. Therefore, even if you are a demon, your appearance is very important. If the purpose is to scare people by jumping out, it must not be like this.
"I am the weapon spirit of the Devil's Eye, and the Lord Demon gave me to you."
Her voice is milky and milky, giving people the feeling of being as clear and comfortable as the spring water flowing through the fingertips on a hot summer day.
Then she asked cautiously: "Are you really the son of the Demon Lord?"
"Maybe, anyway, that old bastard said so himself." Luo Chong was amused by her pitiful appearance.
"That's for sure."
The little devil nodded seriously: "You are still alive even if you insult the Lord Demon Lord like this, you must be his biological son."
"My name is Luo Chong, what's your name?"
Luo Chong¡¯s mood immediately calmed down, and he was thankful in his heart: that old bastard finally did a good thing and didn¡¯t turn the Demon Eye¡¯s weapon spirit into a thick, strong and ugly face
She whispered back: "My real name is very long. You are my little master. You can give me a name you like."
"No nameSo-called, let's call it bubbles. "It only took Luo Chong three seconds to make up his mind.
"Bubbles?" The little devil looked stunned, as if he was not satisfied, and protested in a low voice: "Why do you call it that? It sounds like the name of a kitten or puppy"
"I like it. Is it okay if you don't say I like it?"
Luo Chong waved his hand and settled down. Then he knocked on the computer desk and said to her, "Aren't you tired of floating like this? You can sit here."
"Um."
Paopao responded and slowly floated to the table. He first glanced at the LCD screen on the table and muttered in a low voice: "What a backward technology."
Then, she bent her legs sideways and sat down gracefully, but she still held the small steel fork in her hand.
Luo Chong didn't hear what she said clearly, and thought she was dissatisfied with the name 'Bubble'. He smiled in his heart and asked again: "Since you are the weapon spirit of the Devil's Eye, tell me about it." , What is the devil's eye? What is its purpose? Why did that old bastard give me such a thing?"
¡°Yeah, yeah, yeah.¡±
Paopao nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, little master. I know you have many questions in your heart. I will tell you one by one. This is the meaning of my existence."
"I am not in a hurry."
Luo Chong smiled. With such a weapon spirit appearing in front of him, his mood completely relaxed. He couldn't help but joke with her: "Don't stab me with that fork, and I won't be in a hurry."
"Um¡¡"
Paopao tilted her head and thought for a while, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes. Her little toes, as white and tender as silkworms, also flexed restlessly a few times She said: "I promise, I won't do that to you. Yes, if you want to believe what a devil says." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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