Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1185 Dark Stage - Lullaby (2)

Cheng Mo heard the last sentence "I remember you, a heartless man" not from Yan Yitong's mouth, but from the stereo, like a line from a certain movie.

This weird plot is clearly the scene of a thriller.

Cheng Mo didn't have time to sigh with emotion, the blue ponytail that shone with lightning was tied around his neck, and he was lifted up in the air.He was so strangled that he couldn't breathe. Fortunately, he didn't feel the numbness caused by the electric current floating in the air.

He knew that he couldn't resist, and he didn't have the strength to resist. He made a decision from the very beginning and never sacrificed the "Seven Sins".So he just wanted to pull the tail of the hair on his neck with both hands a little bit, but before he could move, the blue hair was like a python, winding up slowly round after round, as if to wrap him The whole body is rolled up.

This, on the contrary, made him feel a lot easier for the time being.The good news is that Yan Yitong doesn't seem to have the intention of killing him instantly, the bad news is that the hair is getting tighter and tighter, it seems that Yan Yitong wants to kill him?
"Anyway, it seems to have regained some consciousness. But what should I do next?" Cheng Mo's brain turned sharply, and he just described the bits and pieces that must be impressive, without too much description, It is because Cheng Mo knows that he lacks deep feelings for Yan Yitong.

It's not like he doesn't know how to cheat, but who the hell knows what state Yan Yitong is in now?If Yan Yitong was able to read brain waves like Athena, then he probably didn't overturn his car, but was killed in a car crash.

At least there is still a glimmer of life now, and there is still a chance to choose a route again.

But the time was running out, he squinted at the red electronic clock that looked like garbled characters, and there was one minute and three seconds left.Seeing that it was going to be too late, and the two bundles of hair wrapped around his body were getting thicker and thicker, his whole body was already tied up like rice dumplings, the pressure was sweeping from all directions, which made him feel that Yan Yitong wanted to put him Shred into pieces.

He slightly lowered his head to look at Yan Yitong, her blue eyes were shining like a star hidden in the sea.Her ruddy and small lips were slightly upturned, with two small canine teeth inlaid at the corners of her lips, and she was full of smiles.It's just that full is not sweet and cute, but an innocent evil.

In fact, Yan Yitong's expression is very abstract, so abstract that it looks like a world famous painting by Van Gogh.

The radio waves around me became obscure again, deep, clean, lonely and childish, like a dark lullaby.He looked down at Yan Yitong's faintly bloodthirsty face, and was shocked in his heart: "Could it be that Yan Yitong has watched too much "Ri X Campus"? But I am really wronged!"

The pain is eroding Cheng Mo's internal organs, Cheng Mo thought in the burning and twitching: "Do I really want to open my mouth and express my love for her sincerely?"

He lowered his head with all his strength, and saw Yan Yitong's lips moving slightly, as if he was muttering "The Heartless Man", or singing some song, Cheng Mo's mind was filled with Yan Yitong's favorite sand sculpture for a while Song - "The King of Poems".

Yan Yitong has never liked to sing serious songs. Her favorite is some ghost songs from station B. Apart from house dance, ghosts and animals are her favorite.

Thinking of Yan Funing saying that Yan Yitong is sensitive to sharp sounds, even if the conditions in his own environment are not allowed, she will make strange music sounds, Cheng tacitly thinks that maybe he should come out of the way to win.Yan Yitong is not a girl who likes to watch Korean dramas like Goose Blood, so she might not like nonsensical words if she said some false and affectionate words.

Another 15 seconds had passed, and he made a decision regardless of whether the nuclear bomb was launched or not.Maybe it's a rational judgment, maybe it's an intuitive one, maybe it's a bit of both.In short, Cheng Mo struggled a few times, and began to sing intermittently.

"The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere. The spring breeze is blowing all over the place. The people of the Xia Kingdom are really upbeat. Really upbeat. This world is so crazy, mice and rats are all cats as bridesmaids"

Cheng Mo's singing belongs to the kind with incomplete five-tones. In this case, it is even more funny and funny. In the severe pain, he even sang tears, not because he was sad or afraid of pain, but because The tear ducts were burst.

Without a doubt, this was the worst, most ridiculous and most stupid situation in his life, bar none.

Hearing Cheng Mo's chaotic singing, the shrinking speed of the two strands of hair actually slowed down.This allowed Cheng Mo to lower his eyes to observe Yan Yitong during the difficult singing. At this time, the mentally ill smile on her small face turned into a mentally ill intoxicated, as if she was enjoying an auditory feast.

"Qi Delong Qi Dongqiang. Qi Delong's boom is boom boom clang. People are clothes and horses. They are saddles. One can see through their appearance. They can see through their appearance. They cry during the day and at night. They want to go to the capital even in their dreams. When the capital is off the ground, the virus will be gone. Closed and nothing can go up”

Yan Yitong laughed out loud, she stared at Cheng Mo and spoke again with difficulty, dreaming like a dream: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you.

As expected, Cheng Mo was still very surprised. He took a few strong breaths and tried his best to blink a few times, so that the salty tears would not hurt him, but the messy tears still made his vision hazy. Unable to free his hands to dry them, he could only suppress the discomfort and looked at Yan Yitong.

"Not much singing," he said, "maybe I can hum a few."

Yan Yitong didn't speak, but she stopped the shrinking of her blue hair.

Cheng Mo thought for a while, closed his eyes, and hummed softly. He clearly knew the song that was replayed most times in Yan Yitong's playlist, a steamwave BGM from Chuanqi SAMA—"Confession".

(BGM——"Confession" Chuanqi SAMA)

"Dang~dang~dang~dangdang~doo~doo~doodood~~~dang~dang~dang~dangdang~doo~dooddoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Cheng Mo's humming was really clumsy, but he didn't know why, but he remembered the scene of walking with Yan Yitong by the Taozi Lake in the evening, and they went to "Li's Inheritance" to eat dessert after school.

The evening was so warm, like an orange abyss.

Shadows burn in the setting sun.

He chanted selflessly, and the radio waves around him echoed him, and the radio waves became clearer and clearer, like a high-end stereo in a bar.The sound of the electronic organ cut in, the sound of the saxophone also sounded, and the real vapor wave music echoed in the hall.

Cheng Mo opened his eyes in surprise, in the sour and blurred vision, the lights of the entire nuclear bomb launch center were flickering, like retro and old neon.This is not the freezing Arctic Circle, not an old nuclear bomb launch center, but a lakeside path where the evening wind blows.On one side is the orange sparkling light of the lake, tall street lamps stand on the side of the road, willows sway in the wind, and on the other side are row upon row of buildings, the colorful lamps are spinning in the scorching air, so colorful , like a dream about the old days.

The music is getting smoother, electronic beats flourish in hesitant compositions.

Yan Yitong put him down, her two blue ponytails returned to normal, swaying in the air, and she swayed her body slightly in the music with her eyes closed.

Cheng Mo stared at Yan Yitong, obviously her expression was very happy, but Cheng Mo felt that she was very sad.

Suddenly, Cheng Mo discovered that Yan Yitong was also lonely.

The ordinary girl is not ordinary at all, she is still a little monster who may be captured at any time.

Is there a more ruthless and tragic story in this world than this one?
Is it Yan Funing or Yan Yitong who lives in insecurity all the time?
Cheng Mo forgot the nuclear bomb that was about to be launched, and just silently watched the rhythm of Yan Yitong's selfless devotion to the music.

The music and the great sadness engulfed him, and the pessimism was not at all dispelled by the music.Cheng Mo's heart sank along with the music, he closed his eyes, immersed in this unspeakable emotion.

He thought again of Yan Yitong wandering around the bookstore holding his hand in that sweltering afternoon.This time it was completely different from what he felt when he narrated.The world becomes beautiful and strange because of music.He tried to be a part of it, the willow trees by the lake, the light signs between the buildings, or the dim street lights.His depressive thoughts finally merged with the music, so he couldn't help shaking with Yan Yitong.

I forgot everything and entered a small world where I could escape from reality for a short time.

In a wild swing, he thought:

Life is all about being alone.

In fact, no one understands the other,

Each of us is alone.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's just a moment, in the gentle and gloomy call of the saxophone like the sea breeze, Cheng Mo heard Yan Yitong's voice: "Mr. Cheng Mo, have you ever sung for others?"

Cheng Mo opened his eyes, and he saw Yan Yitong leaning over and bringing her face closer to him, the distance between the two of them was only two fists away, her eyes were black and white, star-like eyes were spinning in them , bright and moving.The corners of her lips are still curved like a crescent moon, and under the decoration of two small canine teeth, she is cute and a little bit fierce.He could even clearly feel the evil in Yan Yitong's pure temperament.

When Cheng Mo was in a daze, Yan Yitong raised his finger to touch Cheng Mo's lips, shook his head and said, "Don't answer yes!"

The weak countdown sounded in the air, and at this time, the terrifying female voice of Ennoth had been reduced to the background of the music.

Cheng Mo rolled his throat and said softly: "Tongtong, can we stop the nuclear bomb first?"

"wrong answer."

Yan Yitong blinked, she grabbed Cheng Mo's hand, and led him to fly towards the civil defense door when he came in like lightning.

Cheng Mo felt himself floating up, and was dragged by Yan Yitong like a kite through the mid-air of the nuclear bomb launch center, and stood in front of the civil defense gate, and she pulled him into the gate.Running forward in the cramped corridor with flashing lights, the corridor was filled with the sound of two people's footsteps.

Soon the two of them saw silo No. 9, the deafening engine roar sounded just right, the entire corridor was shaking, the alloy walls trembled and trembled, and the flames filled the entire silo. From the silo, thick white smoke billowed and heat waves rushed towards them like a tide.

Cheng Mo was about to say that the exhaust gas was poisonous.

Yan Yitong raised his hands, jumped up, and shouted: "Yo hoo!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared beside the silo. From here, Cheng Mo could clearly see "Satan" slowly rising into the sky. The sea also illuminates the white snow field.

He raised his head and watched it gallop towards the dark sky like a shooting star with its trailing light.

"Does it look good?"

Yan Yitong turned his head and asked Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo smiled wryly.

Yan Yitong grabbed Cheng Mo's hand and said with a smile, "Don't answer, it's not good-looking."

Cheng Mo sighed in his heart and said, "It's pretty."

"Correct answer!" Yan Yitong held Cheng Mo's hand high in the cold air, cheering, "Sure enough, Cheng Mo is a genius!"

Cheng Mo looked up at the Satan that was getting higher and higher in the sky, and said, "Tongtong, maybe we don't have time, we have to run away now."

"Why?" Yan Yitong turned to look at Cheng Mo, and asked with a small mouth.

"The sky is full of satellites. If we launch such a blatant nuclear bomb, we will be found sooner or later." Cheng Mo said seriously, "The Winter Palace must be blown up before we leave."

Yan Yitong said nonchalantly, "My brother fired a nuclear bomb, and I fired another nuclear bomb. Don't you blame us?"

Cheng Mo shook his head, "You didn't launch the nuclear bomb against me, why should I blame you?"

Yan Yitong turned around bouncingly, she let go of her hand, stood in front of Cheng Mo, tilted her head and asked with a sweet smile: "Then will you hand us over? Or betray us?"

"No." Cheng tacitly said seriously.

"Why?" Yan Yitong asked curiously.

"You are my friend." Cheng Mo said, "Not England, nor Austria, and I am not a moral police."

"I knew it." Yan Yitong stared at Cheng Mo with her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "But don't worry! Mr. Cheng Mo, I can make those satellites unable to observe the situation here. No one will find the specific place .”

"That's okay!" Cheng Mo heaved a sigh of relief.

But Yan Yitong took a step forward, leaned over, and asked softly with his hands behind his back: "How about living in the Winter Palace with me?"

Cheng Mo felt Yan Yitong's sweet breath and the delicate face that was close at hand, he said: "Then you have to ask the country if it will allow me to commit bigamy for the sake of world peace."

"The answer is wrong!" Yan Yitong leaned into Cheng Mo's ear and whispered, "I still have 22 nuclear bombs. If any country does not allow it, I will nuke them!"

"I was just joking." Cheng Mo said.

"I'm not joking." Yan Yitong said.

Cheng Mo's expression froze for a moment, and there was a sweet, vaguely childlike shudder in his heart.But in an instant, the pleasant feeling was overwhelmed by darkness.He found that Yan Yitong was so strange to him, and that simple, ignorant and beautiful girl was just an illusion.

Now this Yan Yitong, the evil, unscrupulous, and innocent Yan Yitong is the real existence.

Was Yan Funing in charge of all developments, or did all this happen under Yan Yitong's arrangement?Cheng Mo expressed doubts.

At this second, Cheng Mo felt that the most distant memory was just a virtual dream.

And what is real, he may never be able to touch and explore.

Cheng Mo sighed, and said softly: "I have no way to stay here, Tongtong. I can no longer decide my own life. When I was in high school, my father left me an Ouroboros Let me become the chosen one, but he died very strangely. Along the way, I met many people who changed my life, and everyone treated me very well, such as Xie Minyun, Teacher Shen, Athena, and I There are also daughters, not only them, but also you, Uncle Li, Sister Bai, and Fu Yuanzhuo of Taijilong." He smiled, "These are responsibilities that I cannot shirk, whether I want to or not, I have to make myself stronger for them and make the world a better place. Although my previous dream was just to be a librarian, or to be a scholar. You know, I have always been I am more eager for a life of contemplation and meditation rather than active activities. If it is not the trend of the situation, I can really be an ordinary person in obscurity, travel to all the historical holy places in the world in ancient times, browse and listen to the symphony in the temple of music , and gardens and forests inhabited by myths, languages, and ideals. But I can only see myself entering the torrent of the world. I know that I must press forward, or I, or those behind me, will be overwhelmed. "

Yan Yitong's eyes sparkled, "Do you want me to protect me? Would you rather be an enemy of the world, and you will protect me?"

"Of course, the world is meaningless to me without you." Cheng Mo said, "It's just that now it seems that you don't need my protection."

"I need it." Yan Yitong put her hands around Cheng Mo's neck, she closed her eyes and said softly, "I need you"

Yan Yitong's cheeks became flushed, and there was a hint of intoxication after being slightly drunk on his fair and clean face, Cheng Mo saw that Yan Yitong's lips were trembling slightly, like cannas in the wind.
At this moment, there was a rumbling explosion above their heads, and the dark sky was instantly illuminated by dazzling light, like a star shattering above the sky, and the cold world was filled with bright streamers.

Under 5000 million tons of fireworks, she pressed his head and kissed him.

"Are you beautiful? Cheng Mojun, these are the fireworks I set off for you"

(End of this chapter)