When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?

   Chapter 495 Intersection

   "I see... that's really a pity."

   Gu Mo shrugged casually, and didn't force it, as if he was just asking casually, and Emilia's rejection was to be expected. Or it should be said that everything is in his expectations, he just needs to play his current role well.

   Of course.

   What happened next also proved his idea.

   "Uh...that, that, or else, I'd better go take a look..."

The rose-red long-haired **** the opposite side suddenly became a little twisted. Her eyes were erratic, and she looked in other directions, as if she was very embarrassed by her sudden change. After all, she had just just refused...

  —but…but…

  —Isn’t that something that can’t be helped?

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, feeling that she still couldn't let go of this opportunity. Although the magic fluctuations just now were very subtle, she just had no reason to notice the strange sensation that flashed by... Different air environments are full of "Great source", this should be a special form of energy mastered by the individual.

   This is a very important discovery!

   is also a very valuable clue!

This alone is enough for Emilia to lift her spirits. She is very determined to exhaust herself physically and mentally from the whole day's fatigue and the large amount of negative emotions she has received because of the job of customer service. Feelings, blah, blah, all these things are left behind, and they become full of energy in an instant.

   Must see!

   She also thought about it, and wanted to sneak past to avoid embarrassment later, but she felt that it was unrealistic, after all, she couldn't use much power, and it was difficult to hide herself through magic. And the venue over there is so big, I guess I will still be bumped into by the landlord.

   That is not to avoid embarrassment, but to increase the intensity...

She could only bite the bullet and change her mouth. Although it seemed strange, at least she would not be too rude—the front foot refused the invitation of others, saying that she was going to go back to rest, but the back foot secretly ran to see... This is not too much. Are you sorry?

   Maybe it will make others misunderstand and think that they are dissatisfied with something.

  …

  …

   "Ahhhh, my love rides the Durrahan, cheer up..."

On the other side of the city, on a remote path not too far from the street here, wearing a McDonald's staff uniform, the former devil Satan, now a young worker named Maou Zhenfu, kneeled with a broken face. Looking at the bike on the side of the road.

  The chain snapped, and the rest were tightly twisted together…

   appears to be in an extremely complex and messy state, making it impossible to start.

   And the food box in the back seat of the car also fell directly. The fast food that was supposed to be delivered now fell to the ground. It looked so messy, messy, and fragmented... just like the heart of the Demon King.

  “…”

  “…”

Staring blankly at this fragmented scene, the Demon King Satan or Maou Zhenfu felt powerless for a while, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of panic in his heart - I screwed things up directly, will I let him? The store manager is very dissatisfied, will he deduct wages and bonuses...

  It's over, it's over! How can this live!

   He felt more and more sad in his heart, recalling the difficulties of this time, and suddenly felt that Alexander felt a sense of suffocation.

   The passers-by who came and went naturally saw this scene. They cast either sympathy or indifference.

Some people sighed uncontrollably, lamenting that it is not easy to be a worker, and that the collapse of adults is often in an instant; of course, some people are unmoved by this, after all, they have killed fish for ten years at RT-Mart, their hearts It was already as cold as the knife in his hand.

It's just that no one can imagine that such a young man who seems to be on the verge of collapse due to setbacks and blows at work is actually a demon king from another world. He once ravaged many countries and continents with his own power, which is terrifying. exist.

   The current Maou Sadao was just shaken by the blow, his eyes shook violently, and he was completely at a loss, standing helpless.

  What demon king, these are all false!

   He can't hold it now!

   In order to regain strength, he and Alsiel had to divide and cooperate. After all, if both of them went to work, there would be no time to investigate other things. Keen insight into this, so Maou Zhenguo decisively let his most trusted Demon Marshal stay at home, responsible for the work of the housewife and find a way to restore the magic power.

   In this case, the main source of income can only be supported by his own personal wages, which is very difficult in terms of economy.

   Unprecedented enormous pressure fell on Maou's shoulders, almost overwhelming him—

It even feels a lot heavier than he used to shoulder the fate of the entire Demon Race... This is really outrageous, just as he is staring at the mess on the ground now, many terrifying scenes inevitably emerge in his mind. Come, the whole person's face turned green.

  Will wages be deducted?

Will    be fired?

  Can the savings last until next month? I haven't had time to pay the rent yet, thanks to the kind landlord who allowed me and others to owe it... and the last medical bill, which was also paid by the landlord first, plus electrical expenses...

  Ahahahaha, how long can I live...

   With bitter tears, the Demon King of the other world only felt that the sum total, and after a little calculation of his current financial pressure, his entire consciousness was blurred.

"Well?!"

   At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

  Wait, this feeling is…

   After being stunned for half a second, Masao Maou finally made his dull and chaotic brain work again, and in an instant, he thought of the key point by instinct!

  Magic! That's right, it's magic!

   If you can restore your magic power, then you can use magic to repair the bicycle, restore the food that fell, and wipe it out as if it never happened. That's right! That's it, so you won't be deducted from your salary!

  It was probably due to excessive mental stress, Maou Masao was confused and came to such a subtle conclusion, he decisively picked up the bicycle and put it on the side of the road, then turned around and ran in that direction!

  …

  …

at the same time.

   On that bustling baseball stadium.

   Kusanagi Godou felt the joy of sweating after a long time. He put down his baseball bat and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Although he looked out of breath, he felt extremely fulfilled.

  Maybe this is the right choice...

   You really shouldn't leave the stadium...

   A thought popped up in his mind, he showed a relaxed and happy smile, and his eyes were also looking around. The reason why he will return to this court is that he is really not reconciled, and secondly, he has made an excuse for himself, saying that he is coming here to see if he can meet the strange guy from that day...

   At least give things back to the other party.

   With this reason, Kusanagi Godou persuaded himself to come here for a few more laps every day, and then he was invited by his previous friends and joined the happy court again.

  I haven't found anyone, but I haven't missed a day of playing...

   The same is true now. Taking advantage of the interval between stopping and resting, he hurriedly glanced around, but also found nothing. Shaking his head, Kusanagi Godou retracted his gaze, and just as he was about to continue, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

   That was a teenager.

   There is a very strange feeling on me.

He is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with jet-black hair to his shoulders, an ivory-colored skin, and he is very handsome. In comparison, it is quite out of place.

  It doesn't look like modern clothing at all...

   At first glance, there are many robes that are only worn by the characteristic ethnic groups in the desert oasis in those movies.

It's obviously a little dirty. It should be white, but now it has turned dark brown, and even a little tattered. I don't know how long it has been worn, and how unloving it is, so it has become like this. An unbelievable look...

but-

   It is for this reason that the boy has a strange feeling. It was an indescribable subtle atmosphere, which also made him look particularly eye-catching. Under the blessing of such a temperament, other things seemed to be completely unimportant.

   So obviously it is such an indecent shape, but the teenager will not give people a sloppy feeling at all, but instead is generous and seems to be radiant.

"strangeness…"

   Kusanagi Godou subconsciously paid more attention, and felt a little strange in his heart, how long has this boy been watching on the side of the court, did he just get too absorbed, so he didn't notice? Logically speaking, such a unique person must be easy to attract attention, right?

  Like on the basketball court, people who show off special shows, or handsome men and women on the sidelines, will naturally become the focus of attention.

  But that's not the case now. Even though he was right next to him, the crowd didn't seem to notice this young man at all.

   As if only Kusanagi Godou, he himself noticed.

   It was almost as though their eyes were exactly looking at each other. The boy who was standing on the sidelines smiled at Kusanagi Godou, his slender eyes became even more slender, and his lips curled up.

   That is a very old-fashioned smile.

The    boy raised his hand, as if to say hello to him, and at the same time his eyes also flickered unabashedly... admiring the light?

   Kusanagi Godou is hard to describe, but it feels like this. He hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards that direction anyway. After fighting for so long, he should have stopped and rested... That's it, maybe it was his own idea, maybe it was because of fate-

  He took such a crucial step toward the road full of thorns and glory.

   (end of this chapter)