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Chapter 1114 Chapter 1112 Sad (Part 2)"

This behavior is addictive and she tried it when she was fourteen or fifteen years old. But she had no money to buy anti-inflammatory drugs, so she stopped later.

But at this time, the long-lost silence came again, and she was silent in the gradually increasing pain.

Only at this time did she feel that she was breathing normally, instead of being covered with a layer of gray in front of her eyes, or a mask that was choking her breathing.

It's like returning to the mother's embrace, surrounded by the texture of water, and the ears are hazy and trance-like.

…

【Didn’t you notice? In fact, when she was live broadcasting, sometimes her mood would suddenly become abnormal, as if she was ill, although she would soon return to smiling. 】

[Thinking about it now, it’s so scary. She can’t really be sick...]

[Young people can’t bear it, tsk tsk. 】

[Another member has been added to the list of gods. 】

【whee. 】

…

"Happy birthday to you……"

"Happy birthday to you……"

In the dark and deserted room, the girl hummed this song again. When she was eighteen years old, she and Su Mingan were humming together. Now she is alone in a strange era and needs to sing by herself.

Today is her nineteenth birthday.

"Happy birthday to you..."

After she treated the knife wound, she took out a photo and kissed it gently.

…

[She was so popular before, so she probably had a shady backstage. 】

[Haha, backstage? It’s for sale! The information shows that she is just a civilian, so how can she have any background? The only thing I can give is...]

【Why do you say that...】

【wonderful! This makes sense, the figure is really good...]

…

"Happy birthday to you……"

It was a photo of a middle-aged woman, holding a vegetable basket, standing at the school gate, smiling kindly.

The girl kissed her, slowly pressed her head against the photo, and murmured softly:

"Mother……"

"Mom, help me."

Photos are in black and white.

…

The room was quiet.

No one responded.

…

Surolo still wants to continue live broadcasting. Such huge negative emotions were heading towards this end of the causal line, and she wanted to observe the reaction on the other side of the overlay.

Facing the scoldings, she smiled at the camera: "Next let's watch the game of Witch's Narrative. Everyone, follow my camera..."

The special effects of rotten egg gifts hit her one after another, but her expression did not change and she still smiled. Sometimes she feels that her only specialty is probably her fake smile.

As long as she told everyone the truth, she wouldn't be in such pain, but it would mean that her previous efforts were in vain.

At this moment, looking at the overwhelming evil words and the few good intentions, the girl finally understood that something had changed - it was the sugar-coating called maturity that was covering her body bit by bit, and it was the thing called camouflage that was wrapped in coats one by one. own.

The sunk costs are too high.

Can't stop.

The heart is bulging slightly, as if it is pressed against something. She couldn't shed a tear.

…

But she didn't expect that there would be worse consequences.

I don’t know who instigated the United Regiment and the military. Since the United Regiment invested too much publicity resources in her, in order to push the blame, they attributed the mistake to her alone.

As for whether she is right or wrong,

Who cares.

She ran away.

Escaped from that apartment.

Two hours after she escaped, several soldiers broke open the door of the apartment and pointed their guns at the apartment. All that was left in the room were dead rats and blades on the floor, and a screen that still had bad words popping up. .

"Why did she run away?"

"...Who are we going to arrest and bring back for trial now?"

They were dumbfounded. He never expected that a girl could escape from the siege.

Since then, people have been looking for traces of Miss Demon King and wanted to put her on trial.

During the second beta test of the Dream Patrol game, many people participated. However, due to the dangers involved, some people suffered mental breakdowns while playing the game. This should have been the responsibility of the gods, but people blamed all these mistakes on "Miss Demon King" - it must have been her during the first test. Certain legacy behaviors have caused people to die!

These may seem ridiculous, but they are actually happening. Everything is going downhill in an inevitable direction.

Until, that day——

Someone found traces of Miss Demon King on the edge of the black fog.

According to people, Miss Demon King seems to be talking to someone, a shadow in the starry sky. Although they did not know the meaning of the starry sky, people soon realized that this shadow was most likely an invader.

Sure enough, Miss Demon King has a connection with the invaders.

This time, the thousands of malicious speculations that had been made before were all "confirmed" in an instant.

In the black fog, Su Luoluo raised his head and talked with the overlapping shadow.

"...Want to join me? Su Luoluo." Duiying said softly: "The people you want to save are such a group of diode-like guys. They don't care about the truth, they only care about the preferences of gods and superiors. As long as they can To please the gods, you can speak whatever words you want.”

"The world you imagine is not that beautiful at all. The Internet you want to integrate into is actually scarier and dirtier than anywhere else."

"When you stand in the spotlight, the person behind the screen can read any malice in any of your actions. Just a spark can cause an overwhelming fire."

"Look up, Su Luoluo, the stars and the sea are much deeper than them. The universe above your head is the ultimate of everything. These sounds will eventually be drowned in millions of years of dust, not even as large as the millions of years of a planet. One percent.”

"Come with me. Aren't you doing these things just to make people like you? I will take you to a better and further place... I will take you to a better world."

Su Luoluo was very excited when she saw the double shadow for the first time - she put herself in such a miserable situation just to see and talk to the double shadow, so as to judge the changes in the causal line and further speculate. The position of the overlapping shadow.

She won the bet, and the shadow came to seduce her.

The goal was finally achieved, but Duiying threw out such tempting fruits.

Surolo's lips trembled.

She couldn't deny that Duoying's words were very attractive. If she nods, she won't lose anything, but if she shakes her head, she will meet the visible end...the end.

...the sea of ​​stars...ah.

There is no one who does not yearn to be a traveler in the universe, free, immortal and unrestrained.

She seemed to have heard an incredible fairy tale, and once again remembered her first words.

[...I'm just a coward. 】

[...I just like to show off my salted fish. There is nothing I can do. 】

…

Yeah, she's a coward.

A coward would be injured even if he touched cotton, let alone the weight of tens of millions of keyboards, which she couldn't bear.

"...How is it?" Dieying asked her patiently, like a seductive big brother.

Her eyes were open.

...Maybe her hands are shaking.

[Dirty], [Chicken], [Garbage], [Scum], [Disgusting Patient]... Words were swirling in her mind, and she had already had hundreds of nightmares. She dreamed that she was stripping naked and standing in the spotlight, and the words were rushing towards her, piercing her.

She is not a great person. Sometimes she will think, "Destroy the world! Okay! Let all human beings die!" She will also imagine that she jumped from a tall building and fell to pieces.

However, every time she woke up and saw the photo of her mother in her hand, her nose would sore and she would abandon all thoughts of suicide in her mind.

...In fact, sometimes, there is only one mother between her and death.

…

"But if this happens... Mom and Dad will be sad."

…

She rejected the overlay like this.

There was astonishment in Duiying's eyes, as if it was difficult to understand the meaning of "Mom and Dad" and why someone would reject Xingchenhai for such a ridiculous reason.

Not because of the honor of saving the world, not because of the favor of gods, not because of the gratitude of billions of humans - just because...

...Mom and Dad?

"Aren't your parents gone?" Duiying said.

"But hundreds of millions of parents will be sad," Surolo said.

"People treat you like this, and you still worry about their parents?" Duiying asked.

"Some parents have done nothing wrong. They don't even know what the Internet is... Moreover, Xiao Yunduo's parents... will also be sad."

She didn't know what she was talking about. She didn't know if Su Ming'an's parents were still there.

However, my mother would indeed be sad if she was underground.

"Because... sunset, sunflowers, deck chairs, sunrise, big houses... they will all be there." She said blankly, shedding tears over and over again, while saying words that she didn't believe either: "Love, like, fans. ...There will be...There will be."

"When I was a child, my relatives looked at me with pity and thought that I would never be able to buy a big house in my life. But now, I can live in a very big house. It is called the Old Shrine and it is bigger than any house in the world. luxury……"

"I can also... By the way, I can also make quicksand mahjong. I can make quicksand mahjong without turning over. I can crop the pictures well, put less mica powder, and the oil will not leak..."

"After the cutting, the knife will be disinfected, I will disinfect the inflammation, and I will also put a band-aid on it. In short, there will be no problem..."

She didn't know what she was talking about.

Like a hysterical mental patient, chattering. Even the most powerful high-dimensional person cannot understand the logic in her words.

She was actually inclined to agree with Dui Ying, because she was a selfish coward who wouldn't dare if she was even a little bit scared, but she couldn't make up her mind.

…

Because if you leave.

She sniffed.

The sunset is gone...

…

The sky was filled with the color of sunset, and it was evening.

Outside the black mist, yellow sand filled the air.

Duoying fell into silence, as if thinking about how to persuade her.

Su Luoluo looked at the beautiful sunset. For the first time, she discovered that as long as she stood in the dark mist, where the sun could not shine, she could see the exceptionally pure sunset. Because it is separated by a layer of black fog, it looks brighter and brighter.

What it looks like...

Like "unpolluted sunset".

A scream came, and a lone eagle flew across the sky and passed through the golden glow.

The setting sun is like a tired traveler, gradually sinking into the embrace of the mountains, and the clouds are dyed with a light golden yellow, as soft as watercolor painting. Looking at such a beautiful sunset, Su Luoluo suddenly felt tears flashing in his eyes.

"Su Luoluo, you..." Duiying was about to spit out seductive words.

At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the distance, which was the sound of iron boots rubbing together. Duiying immediately looked out of the black fog. Su Luoluo noticed Duiying's expression and looked out blankly.

——She saw the densely packed army.

People wearing military armor and Taoist robes stared at her in the black mist, their eyes full of disgust.

——It turns out that the military discovered her location and came after her.

"Sure enough, she is the lackey of the invaders...", "Fortunately, we caught her here...", "Kill this devil quickly..." The voices gradually filled the air.

Su Luoluo's heart suddenly throbbed.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear some small sound - it was the sound of the friction of causal threads. When the threads collide with each other... this kind of sound will be made. This is the thread of cause and effect being unwound spontaneously.

Bah, bah, bah.

...It's like fate is colliding wildly and confusedly at this moment. The sound of the thread of cause and effect closing the net resounded in her ears. She didn't know what "cause" was reflected here and what "effect" was closing the net here.

Was she involved in anything? Did you witness anything else? How wildly is the bell of fate ringing at this moment? What a sweet sound it should make?

Bah, bah, bah.

The line of cause and effect is stretched straight - what is it that is blooming like a flower and bearing fruit?

"Crack, crash, crash."

A long-haired woman stood on the yellow sand, looking directly at Su Luoluo in the black mist, her eyes as sharp as an eagle. She is a military general, and tens of thousands of military Fu Zhuan family members surround her.

"Uh-huh!"

The long-haired woman's spear pointed directly at the black fog and the shadow beside Su Luoluo.

As a military general, Agnes wanted to make the final confirmation. After all, she was a military general. She wanted to confirm whether the shadow in the starry sky was an invader and whether Su Loluo had been wrongly accused.

"--Who are you--"

"——Why should you help the Demon King!!!"

She shouted at the shadow.

Duoying smiled.

In Su Luoluo's blank eyes, Duoying supported Su Luoluo with his hand, pretending to be intimate:

"You...do you all say she is the Demon King? Nothing we have ever done can compare to a look from the gods?"

Duoying's words seemed to classify her as an ally.

People are more certain that Su Luoluo is Duoying's lackey.

"Are you worthy of forgiveness for what you did in the Dream Patrol game?" Beside Agnes, a man wearing a military hat shouted: "Devil! If you hadn't been willing to change a little more, we would have fallen into this situation. Is this a situation? So many people died because of your game!"

Su Luoluo listened.

She didn't know what kind of expression she should show.

Obviously the second test of the game is not her responsibility.

Maybe she should push away the shadow and say that she refuses to ascend to higher dimensions. Maybe you should explode and cry. Maybe she should tell the truth and vent the pain of these days.

But somehow she felt tired.

……very tired.

It was a kind of... spiritual exhaustion that you could feel every time you cut yourself open. It was a kind of exhaustion with no end in sight no matter what she did... All kinds of emotions passed through her heart.

In the end, she didn't know what kind of expression she had settled on.

then,

in people's eyes.

The lackey of the aggressor who does all kinds of evil and is extremely evil—slowly, naturally, and plainly...

Revealed a...

Belonging to "Miss Demon King" is the most natural and common...

The most false and true...

…

——[Smile].

…

[——The first fate movie. 】

["Is what you did in the Dream Patrol game worthy of forgiveness?" Beside Agnes, a man wearing a military cap shouted: "Devil! If you hadn't been willing to change a little more, we would have fallen. Are you in such a situation? So many people died because of your game!\