I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 57: - Killing the heart (third more)
What I see! How can I look at it casually? I can't even move! Disciple Ackerman trembled violently, representing the intense struggle in his heart at this moment.
He saw the gentle and friendly smile of the bookstore owner, and felt a deep sarcasm and hatred from her.
The eyes of the bookstore owner are like seeing a clown throwing himself into a net, the more enthusiastic he looks to welcome guests, the higher the height.
This fellow must have seen his disguise a long time ago! Because he just thought that the other party knew nothing, and pretended to be an ordinary guest.
"just look around"
The bookstore owner replied with a mocking sentence
"Look at it"
I He only wanted to see fear and helplessness in the eyes of this intruder. The meaning he wanted to reveal too clearly - this was the intimidation and prevention of the naked. Don't you want to look at it casually? Then just look, I didn't stop you, you said you couldn't move? Sorry this is just an unintentional mistake from my little pet. Ackerman had never experienced such humiliation.
The bookstore owner had to punish his heart if he killed, but it was useless no matter how hard he tried to make himself move.
The blue blood vessels on his forehead were extremely hard, and his lines were open, and blood spots appeared at the corner of his eyes. It could be said that he had exhausted all of his strength.
He swore, assuming that under normal circumstances, his current strength was enough to smash all the buildings in the bookstore onto the ground with a direct blow.
However, from the surface effect, he was stiff in place, maintaining posture and looking at the roses, without any other movement.
He was completely blocked by an invisible force, so he could not move at all.
What's even scarier is that Ackerman feels that way
"Shaking"
.
Something deep within the soul, torn apart by the rose's eyes
"Swallowing"
If you use a more obvious analogy.
She felt like a slender long jelly, originally wrapped in plastic wrap, but now she tore the hole and sucked it out.
It was a very abstract feeling, but it made him feel fear deep within his bones, but what was even more frightening was that he could not stop it and could not catch the missing part of it.
So he finally understood that it was not the ether or the invisible force that made him unable to be moved, and his strength did not decrease at all, nor did he feel any resistance.
What holds it back is the strength of the heart that rises
"eyes"
Tell him one by one
"Don't move! So he really didn't move.
Whatisthis? Ackerman was terrified at the time. He looked at the rose, and his heart went from anger and panic to helplessness and even begging. In this short period of time, what he felt was despair.
He could not imagine that if he continued in this state until he died, the extraordinary physique of a destruction-level hunter allowed him to live for three months without eating or drinking. I was afraid that at the moment of death, only joy and excitement would remain in his heart
The owner of this bookshop must be a demon toying with people's hearts! Shouted Ackerman in the heart.
Lin Jie was in a very good mood today.
While it may seem a bit wrong to bloom in seven days, and the rose is definitely a bush, it is strange that this thing grows out of a single flower.
But because the word Miss Elf is a rare species, it must have its own characteristics.
Today many people want to keep a flower and a plant to grow its character, but in fact they keep what is dead, he said, This fast-growing and easy-to-maintain flower variety may be its selling point.
And it is not said that it is a rose, it may be another variety, but it looks the same - it is just a point that is another new visitor.
In the past few days, there have been no return visits by old guests, and no new guests have come.
There were faint signs of returning to the cold time on the previous door.
Although he thought that kind of leisure time was also good, but who wouldn't - a group of people could talk about chicken soup and make a lot of pennies. However, even though a group of people were attracted by the Explosion, his bookstore was still cold, abandoned and miserable.
Even the audiovisual store next to him had more business, but he was silent — no one.
Let Lin Jie begin to reflect on whether it was time to decorate the bookstore on the agenda, even though he had already championed the decoration.
However, if you do not decorate one + can not attract customers one + no business + no money- + can not decorate.
It's an endless round! Oh, but it's okay, aren't there other guests here? As long as it develops, it is its flesh.
Lin Jie was very happy to welcome the new guests, and keep his usual enthusiasm high, his attitude was like the warmth of spring, but when the guests said that they wanted to look relaxed, in fact, it was, the desire to buy was not high, he had to think of a way to stimulate her next.
Lin Jiezheng was thinking about it, and suddenly realized that the guests who were just saying and looking around had stopped by the counter for a long time.
n He saw it with some doubt: "
This guest, is there anything else you would like to look forward to? Didn't you just say look? "
The guest did not reply, his eyes fixed on the counter.
Lin Jie followed his gaze and looked at his rose potted plant.
Suddenly, he reached out his hand and moved the flower to somewhere in front of him where the light could shine, and smiled: ''But:
“Do you think the flowers I planted are beautiful? He deliberately turned the front of the plant pot outside, so that guests could see this beautiful scene better.
Even though his bookstore was a bit rundown, but in turn, thought that if you could see such a beautiful flower in such a place, the effect was definitely more shocking than in a magnificent place.
Yan.
It seemed that he had not wasted his thoughts!
As the position of the flower pot moved, Ackerman and his gaze suddenly separated from the abyss.
He suddenly flinched as if he had let go of his restraint - he got angry, slapped his forehead, then looked pale and noticed a flower right in front of the bookstore owner, turned the eyeball several times., Then he turned around and hid himself among his petals.
Due to its ample light, Ackerman this time clearly saw that inside the bud that was briefly open, there was an eyeball that was wriggling tightly. He even wondered if he was having hallucinations due to the injection of more dirty blood, but when he lifted his head Looking at the warm smile of the bookstore owner, he knew it was not an illusion.
But real purgatory.
Ackerman took a deep breath:
"It's so beautiful, so good that she suddenly doesn't want to get a Destruction level certification at all, and she doesn't want to find Wilde anymore. That ambition and desire is gone. He just wanted to have a recliner and sit down and think about the meaning of life