After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"Sister Zhenzhen, there was an earthquake just now, are you okay?" The agent opened the door of the dressing room with a panicked face.

Bai Zhenzhen was trembling all over, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, as if trying to endure something.

The manager thought she was injured somewhere, and suddenly felt a bit confused. The popular actress Bai Zhenzhen, this is their company's cash cow. The internationally renowned director just named Bai Zhenzhen to star in his new movie, so there must be no problems in this stall!

"Sister Zhenzhen..." As soon as the manager opened his mouth, Bai Zhenzhen suddenly raised her head, her face was flushed, and her eyes turned into vertical pupils. It was hard to hide her excitement.

The manager was immediately scared out of his original shape, clutching his own rabbit tail and trembling, "Sister... Sister, your evil spirit is overflowing."

"The king finally appeared!" Bai Zhenzhen pushed the agent away, "Book me a plane ticket, I'm going to the imperial capital."

"Forget it, the plane is too slow, I will fly over by myself."

"No, it can't be done. It's beyond the limits of the supernatural authority." The manager is a little demon with low demon power, and he can't understand what Bai Zhenzhen said at all.

"Tsk." Bai Zhenzhen rolled her eyes, and if she was photographed by paparazzi, she might be on the trending searches, "Then book a plane ticket."

"No..." The agent was stared at, but he mustered up his courage and finished tremblingly: "Director Xu Sanquan asked you to make a movie. Originally, Li Yinghou was appointed, but she has no schedule, sister, the opportunity is rare!"

Bai Zhenzhen jumped up against the case: "What a fart, the demon king is born, I'm going to be the king's foot-washing maid!"

"What?!" The manager didn't know which point to complain about first.

On the night in April, the streets were not only deserted, but also white fog.

The mist is dense and falls on the skin, which is bitingly cold.

The surroundings of the school were pitch black, and there was no light at all. It seemed that there was a large-scale power outage, but even so, there should not be a single person.

There's obviously something wrong with the fog.

On the empty street, a series of whistles sounded without warning, eerily penetrating, and a tall figure appeared in the dense fog. The moment Di Ling passed him, he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

"It's delicious."

The man's greedy voice fell on Di Ling's ears, and the iron arm as strong as steel and concrete struck Di Ling's fragile neck from behind.

"Hee——" the man laughed wildly, but the person who should have been under his control suddenly appeared behind him, and then a huge force as heavy as Mount Tai kicked him into the air, sending bricks and soil flying up on the ground. The wall was smashed, collapsing and burying him.

Di Ling was alone in the world, his dark pupils were calm, neither sad nor happy.

I seem to have forgotten something?

He tilted his head and pondered for a while, his eyes moved slightly, "Egg."

After the flying dust dissipated, Di Ling stared at the mountain of bricks for a few seconds, "Forget it."

He turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly there was a roar of a beast behind him, it was deafening, even the ground was shaking, the powerful coercion hit his face, and the surrounding birds scattered in shock.

"Roar—" The huge shadow stood up, completely covering Di Ling's figure.

It was a huge tiger, and every step it took could cause the earth to shake.

"Monster, hurry up and die!" A yellow talisman fell from the sky, hit the tiger's eye, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Stand back and find a place to hide! Don't worry, I won't let you die." The young man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with his hair in a bun, holding a mahogany sword and talisman paper, and stood in front of Di Ling.

The baby fat on his cheeks has not completely faded, his facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Is a little Taoist priest.

Di Ling didn't move, but the tiger demon was enraged by the little Taoist priest, and slapped his sharp claws on the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist escaped barely, and had a fight with the tiger demon.

His lips turned white, and his Taoist robe was wet with sweat. He quickly made a formula and chanted the mantra: "I obey the Supreme Lord as urgently as a law!"

"Roar——" the tiger demon was severely injured, blood was flowing, but it insisted on holding on to one claw and sending the little Taoist priest flying.

The peach wood sword of the little Taoist flew out of his hand, and he landed on the ground and rolled around several times, spitting out a mouthful of blood, black gas came out from the wound on his back, and his vision was blurred by blood.

He never thought that he would encounter a B-level monster near the school, and he might be here today.

In the blurred vision, the passerby he saved just now was still standing there.

Are you too scared to run?

This kind of situation is also common. After all, ordinary people are different from Taoist priests who are used to seeing monsters and ghosts.

The little Taoist gritted his teeth, stood up staggeringly on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned a dismal smile, threw out the last talisman, and shouted to the ordinary man: " I hold it back, you take the opportunity to run, run as far as you can!"

He raised his head and took one last look at Mingyue, regretting that his last meal tonight was snail noodles. If he knew it, he should have eaten something expensive.

The little Taoist bit his finger, planning to die with the tiger demon.

But he saw the young man on the opposite side bent down to pick up his mahogany sword, intending to use it to attack the tiger demon.

A mahogany sword is just a piece of wood with no lethality in the hands of ordinary people. Isn't this hitting a stone with an egg and rushing to death!

The little Taoist was angry and anxious, but the injuries all over his body prevented him from stopping the tragedy in the first place.

"don't want--"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the young man holding the mahogany sword jump up, like chopping vegetables, effortlessly cut off the tiger demon's limbs, opened its abdomen, blood gushed out, but a drop None of it splashed on him.

The dense fog dissipated, and the moonlight covered the young man's shoulders. He stood in a pool of blood, holding a mahogany sword, his eyes were cold, and his face was brighter and more flawless than the moonlight tonight, and it was shockingly beautiful.

The little Taoist priest couldn't find his voice for a long time, as if he had been immobilized by someone.

Di Ling bent down and took out a palm-sized egg from the tiger demon's stomach with a mahogany sword. He stared at the bloody egg with a look of disgust on his face.

I still don't want to raise it anymore, after all, he only has five yuan.

The egg didn't seem to be able to hatch anything good.

Di Ling walked up to the little Taoist with the mahogany sword, returned the sword to him, paused for half a second, and said, "Thank you."

The little Taoist reacted belatedly, "You're welcome."

Seeing that the other party turned around and was about to leave, the little Taoist hurriedly called to him, "Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist! Please wait a moment, I don't know where you came from? Which sect did you come from? Or is it a new colleague recruited by the Super Management Bureau?"

The other party is so powerful and looks about the same age as him, so he should be a new colleague.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person." Dilling paused, then nodded in agreement, "Ordinary person."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the little Taoist priest and left.

"Ordinary people? How is it possible, do you think I'm a fool?!" The little Taoist came back to his senses, involving the wound on his body, the pain made him grin his teeth.

He had just finished calling his colleagues when he received a call from his master, "Jing Yuan, the demon king is born."

"What?" Lin Jingyuan has been hearing from his master since he could remember that the demon king is born and the world is in turmoil. Their responsibility is to eliminate demons and defend the way, and protect the peace of the world.

Lin Jingyuan was known as a genius in the metaphysics world since he was a child. The greater his ability, the greater his responsibility. He has always taken it as his responsibility to shoulder the common people and kill demons. Until today, he suddenly found out that he is a genius. He can't even deal with a tiger demon. , the demon king was born, how should he protect the world?

"Little uncle, is this egg yours?"

Lin Jingyuan took a bloody egg from his nephew, and he sensed that it was a lifeless egg. He suddenly remembered that the fellow Taoist seemed to have used his mahogany sword to dig out the stomach of the tiger demon. Could it be? Are you looking for this?

A light flashed in his eyes, if he could recruit that fellow daoist into his master's sect, wouldn't he be able to deal with the demon king?

"I'm such a genius!" Lin Jingyuan slapped his chest excitedly and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The nephew quickly fed him a elixir and scratched his head, the little uncle is a genius in the first place.

After Bai was busy, Di Ling returned to the dormitory. The door of the dormitory was full of people, and the lights were brightly lit at night.

"It's Di Ling!"

"Ghost"

The moment a group of people saw Di Ling, they almost went crazy with fright. They heard Zhao Feng say that Di Ling jumped off the building, and many people downstairs saw Di Ling go upstairs before the power outage.

After Wu Dong's accident, there was no sign of Di Ling everywhere, and Zhao Feng was so frightened that everyone believed it. Even the police who came to investigate the cause of Wu Dong's death searched for Di Ling's body downstairs, but found nothing. did not find.

Now some people have started to spread that Di Ling might not be possessed by a monster, after all, he suddenly became so good-looking.

"He has a shadow!" Someone shouted, and the screaming crowd stopped.

"It's late at night, where did you go?" Someone asked.

Di Ling glanced at him coldly, the boy suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching, and his momentum suddenly weakened.

"Go for a walk."

"Why did you go out for a walk after the power failure?!" A boy from the physical education department looked at him suspiciously.

"I went out for a walk only after the power outage. Am I afraid of the dark?" Di Ling calmly stared at the other party with deep pool-like eyes.

"Okay, everyone, don't mind saying a few words, Di Ling, everyone is just worried about you and will ask you that." Luo Kai, the captain of the basketball team, who stood up to speak, was also the monitor of Di Ling's class, and he was very popular. , many friends.

"Di Ling, did you know something happened in your dormitory?" Luo Kai noticed the change in Di Ling's expression, but Di Ling remained indifferent from the beginning to the end.

"Wu Dong is dead." Seeing that he was unmoved, Luo Kai continued, "Zhao Feng said he saw you jump off the building, and the police have brought him back for questioning just now."

"Well, so where should I sleep tonight?" Di Ling's topic jumped so fast that Luo Kai and the people around him were all stunned.

"We can't go in the dormitory, so where should I sleep tonight?" Di Ling didn't mind, but as the scene of the crime, 603 should have been sealed off.

The expression on Luo Kai's face froze completely, "The counselor will come over later, you can ask him."

Di Ling couldn't get an answer from him, so he stopped talking to him, and found an open space to sit down and play small games on his mobile phone.

The boys looked at each other, "Why is he so indifferent?"

"The person who bullies you every day is dead, you'll be fine if you don't have fun."

"That's right, but Miss Di suddenly looks so good-looking, I can let him sleep in our dormitory."

"Fuck! Don't you think that Sister Di is a dead gay? Or are you..."

"Ahem, it's not impossible for me to grow up like this."

Disgusting words kept drilling into Di Ling's ears, he raised his eyelids and looked at the group of people.

Ragnarok also seems to be doing pretty well.