"Could he be the legendary butler? The only ones who can ask for a housekeeper in this school are the student council president and the pink girl, right? The old man who met for the first time gave Chen Lang a very distinct impression, looking at his steady steps step by step, Chen Lang secretly speculated, "Butler! That's nice! He must be able to help fold the quilt too, right? ”

Well, now Chen Lang is still sleeping!

Just as Chen Lang continued to look at the old man, the old man, who was nearly two hundred meters away from Chen Lang, seemed to sense something, suddenly raised his head, pointed in the direction where Chen Lang was, and showed a gentle smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, there was a gap of several hundred meters between the two, but the old man's smile seemed to be directly imprinted in Chen Lang's mind, extremely clear.

"Scared!"

As soon as the eyes of the two made contact, Chen Lang immediately shrank back, and somehow, the old man's gentle smile made him feel a strong sense of fear.

This fear was far stronger than when he was caught using his aunt's towel to clean the toilet.

This sense of fear, as if it had the oppressive effect of an entity, made all the cells in his body go crazy, and they roared wildly, as if they were about to be destroyed.

This sense of fear, as if it was the instinct of a creature, warned Chen Lang that his existence was facing a crisis.

This sense of fear may be more appropriately described as "hopeless".

Although he didn't know what the old man was about, just a brief eye contact with him, Chen Lang experienced what real despair was for the first time in his short life.

A strange thought popped up in Chen Lang's mind for no reason, "This old man, won't he just come to me?" ”

"Hehe, how is that possible! I didn't know him at all! No reason! ”

"But..." Chen Lang clutched his chest, his heart beating violently, as if a crazy beast was about to come out, no matter how Chen Lang took a deep breath, there was no way to calm it down a little.

Reaching out to hold on to the wall and standing up again, Chen Lang didn't have time to think about the identity of the old man anymore, he felt that the most important thing he should do now was to push open the door of the classroom next to him and let the teacher arrange for someone to take him to the infirmary, even if that person was Zhao Peng, who he hated the most.

The classroom door was pushed open, but Chen Lang's cry for help could not be issued, he just stared wide, opened his mouth wide, and stood in a daze.

The teacher and classmates are still in the classroom, the female teacher is still standing straight and holding the textbook, Xiaopang is still hiding under the desk and stealing the snacks he just bought before class, Zhao Peng's face has a fly parked, and he seems to be about to raise his hand to catch it.

The pink girl also lowered her head, looking like she was taking notes, but Chen Lang, who often secretly observed her, knew that she was secretly texting on her mobile phone now.

Everything is normal, just like every day of Chen Lang before.

However, all of them, including the fly on Zhao Peng's face, all stopped what they were supposed to do as if time had been completely taken away from them from that moment.

"Step, step."

There was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, which was originally impossible to hear clearly in a normal school, but now it became particularly harsh because of the silence of the entire campus.

Chen Lang turned his head stiffly and turned his gaze to the camera in the corridor, and at the same time, the figure of the old man walked out from the corner.

Chen Lang admits that he is not a bold person, and it stands to reason that even if he is not frightened and faints after seeing the bizarre scene in the classroom, it should be normal to yell a few times.

It's just that the current situation is the opposite, although the body still feels very unwell, but now I have become much calmer, can it be said that if I read more novels, my inner receptivity will be improved accordingly?

Or is it the calmness of despair when you know that you are powerless to resist?

Chen Lang felt as if he had two completely different entities, one was that his body was frantically warning him, signaling him to flee from here quickly.

One is his soul, as the old man approaches, he feels at ease, and becomes more and more calm, as if he has met an old friend, comfortable and reassuring.

The old man is getting closer and closer, and his pace is not fast, but if you look closely, you will find that the distance he takes is exactly the same with each step, as if it has been calculated with the utmost precision.

As for Chen Lang, he could only lean against the wall with a bitter face now, and said without tears: "Great God, what kind of play is this now?" I'm just an ordinary person, can you let me go? ”

The old man didn't answer Chen Lang's question directly, he just raised his right hand, stroked it above his heart, leaned half at Chen Lang, and saluted in a calm tone: "The old minister has come to pick you up, our king." ”

"King? Are you talking about me? Chen Lang, who couldn't figure out the situation in the first place, only felt that his brain was becoming more and more chaotic.

"Of course, you are my king. The leader of our demons, a well-deserved king! ”

"You've mistaken someone!" Chen Lang denied, "I haven't even been a group leader since I was a child, let alone your king." ”

If it weren't for the group of people in the classroom, who were still in a static state, Chen Lang would almost feel that this old man was a psychopath, and he would actually say lines full of the atmosphere of secondary two such as "demon clan", "king", and "leader", could it be that he has reached this age and has not graduated from secondary two diseases? Could it be that he will say that I am the "Demon King" after a while?

"Your soul shines like the rising sun, how can the old man admit his mistake." The old man smiled at Chen Lang again, "My Lord Demon King." ”

"Me X" Chen Lang couldn't help but burst into foul language, pointing at the old man and saying: "I am a dignified seven-foot man, although I am not excellent in character and learning, but I am also law-abiding, and I have never even soaked in a girl until now, why am I not even a human being when you say it now?" ”

"What I say is the truth." The old man pointed at Chen Lang and said affirmatively, "And you already believe it, don't you?" ”

"I... How.. It is possible to believe such an unrealistic thing. Chen Lang refused, but in his tone, there was a wavering that he couldn't deceive.

The old man still had that gentle appearance, he half-bent over, and asked Chen Lang with a humble attitude: "Wang, look at your hands and tell me, is it nervous that it is trembling now?" Fear? Or are you excited to step into the unknown? ”

Chen Lang looked at his hands that were difficult to control, and fell silent for a while.