Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 740 - 739: Might as Well Disappear Too

The Heavenly Demon stared at the crying Mianmian and casually blocked her attack on him.

When the Demon Slaying Sword touched the Heavenly Demon’s arm, it instantly severed his arm. The severed part immediately dissipated.

People around thought this attack was effective, but the next second they saw the Heavenly Demon grow a new arm.

This body of the Heavenly Demon, it could regenerate at will. So much for the notion that the predestined Spiritual Child could defeat the Heavenly Demon; it didn’t seem to be the case at all now.

Ling Xiao, standing aside, couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Looking up at the relics revolving around the sun, he was full of questions: Master Liaoji, you said that Su Mianmian was the key to defeating the Heavenly Demon, but it doesn’t quite seem like it, does it?

It seemed like they were all more likely in bad shape than good.

Ling Xiao remained silent, and the other demons around didn’t speak either.

Fate was not in their hands now; it was in Mianmian’s. With just a simple motion, the Heavenly Demon could kill them, and they had no way to cause him any harm.

What was the point of creating a race with such a large gap?

"You still want to chop me?" The Heavenly Demon stretched his hand in front of Mianmian. He originally had only two hands, but in a while, he had grown many more.

These hands, some on his shoulders and some on his head, were all stretched out in front of Mianmian.

"Here, chop as you like. If you chop me, I’ll be your parents’ son."

After saying this, his eyes fixed on Su Senqi.

Su Senqi felt a chill: "Don’t even think about it. My wife and I only have Mianmian as our child. We don’t need you as our son."

The couple held hands and together withstood the pressure from the Heavenly Demon’s gaze.

Mianmian’s little legs took a step forward, blocking in front of her parents: "My Daddy and Mother have rejected you. You can’t be so rude. You’re not allowed to be their son."

Seeing Mianmian not chopping at his hands, the Heavenly Demon withdrew them, turned into the most human-like form, and then smiled, "Whether they recognize me as their son or not is not for them to decide. As long as I want, that’s enough."

Mianmian was on her guard internally, continuing to block in front of her parents.

The next second, for some reason, her parents, who were originally behind her, walked to the front of the Heavenly Demon.

The couple hugged the Heavenly Demon, their voices affectionate, "My son, it’s truly great that you’re unharmed."

This scene left Mianmian at a loss. She wiped away her tears and called out, "Daddy, Mother?"

Su Senqi and Jiang Yao turned and saw it was Mianmian, frowning and saying, "Mianmian, what are you calling me for?"

Jiang Yao patted Su Senqi and said softly, "Why be harsh to the child? Mianmian’s parents are dead; she might be calling us that because she misses them."

Jiang Yao’s voice was very soft, but Mianmian could hear it clearly.

Her nose turned sour, and the tears began to fall again.

Then, glancing around, she discovered that the scenes around her had changed without her realizing it. They were originally with the Demon Clan, but now they were in Xinghua Village.

Xinghua Village was as lively as ever, bustling with people.

People in the village walked by, and some children played on the ground. Among these children was Su Ji, who was urinating, then playing with the mud dampened by his urine.

Ling Xiao was there too, running around the village with dishevelled hair, with children calling him a lunatic upon seeing him.

Yunshang and Kong Lan happened to pass by, dressed as a couple from the village, approached the Heavenly Demon to greet him, "Oh, isn’t this A-Tian? You’ve returned to the village?"

Their relationship seemed very familiar.

Mianmian was stupefied, "Yunshang, Kong Lan? How come you’re greeting him?"

Yunshang gave Mianmian a glance and explained coldly, "We’re friends with him, of course, we greet him. Su Mianmian, after your parents did so many bad things, it’s already nice for the village to let you stay. Don’t wander around."

Yunshang’s words were as direct as ever, but the coldness in her voice was something Mianmian couldn’t accept.

She still didn’t understand why everything had changed in an instant. Everyone seemed not to know her; her parents wouldn’t even pay attention to her. Even as she was stunned, they left with the Heavenly Demon into the village, saying he had worked hard outside.

The Heavenly Demon, work hard? The Heavenly Demon was a big bad guy!

The Heavenly Demon said he wanted to snatch away her daddy and mommy, and her friends.

Mianmian suddenly understood that this might be the Heavenly Demon’s ability. The Heavenly Demon created an illusion, and within that illusion, her mommy and daddy were really taken away.

It’s okay, it’s just an illusion!

Mianmian felt she shouldn’t be sad; if she was sad, that would make the Heavenly Demon happy.

She followed the Heavenly Demon home, watching her parents grow close to him, while she clutched at her aching chest. She kept telling herself not to be upset, not to be sad, but seeing everyone like this, she couldn’t help it.

So sad, so sad!

When Mianmian couldn’t help but cry, the corners of the Heavenly Demon’s mouth lifted in satisfaction with the illusion.

All of Su Mianmian’s negative emotions became his best nourishment. The more Su Mianmian disliked him, the happier he became.

Time within the illusion flew by swiftly.

Mianmian, engulfed in negative emotions every day, felt dazed and confused. She didn’t understand what was happening, why suddenly everyone in the village disliked her, why Su Ji disliked her, why everyone disliked her.

As time went on, Mianmian began to forget who she was. She felt like she truly was the orphan left behind by a pair of village bullies, spending her days alone in a dilapidated thatched hut, not wanting to do anything or finding interest in anything.

Everyone despised her, and she felt that it might be better if she just disappeared.

She didn’t want to eat, she didn’t want to drink; an unwanted child should just disappear alone.

Mianmian remained motionless, and the creator of the illusion, the Heavenly Demon, was baffled.

In reality, the village was real, the people were real, and the Heavenly Demon had the power to change the thoughts of those around Mianmian. But what the Heavenly Demon hadn’t anticipated was Mianmian wanting to die.

This emotion was also a negative emotion; technically, it should have been the Heavenly Demon’s best mental nourishment.

However, after sampling Mianmian’s "wish to die" emotion, the Heavenly Demon discovered that it didn’t taste good.

Standing outside Mianmian’s broken thatched hut in a daze, the Heavenly Demon was full of doubt.

In the end, he prepared Mianmian’s favorite treat and pushed open the hut’s door to present it to her.

Mianmian, smelling the Candied Hawthorn, turned to look at the Heavenly Demon. Her memory was confused, and looking at the Heavenly Demon, she only knew that he was A-Tian, from the village, with very kind parents.

While everyone in the village scorned her, A-Tian actually came with Candied Hawthorn to see her.

No, that’s wrong, A-Tian surely wanted to eat the Candied Hawthorn himself.

Mianmian ignored A-Tian, deciding to continue starving herself to death. No one cared about her, no one minded her; every day was too sorrowful for her.

"This is for you," the Heavenly Demon said as he presented the Candied Hawthorn in front of Mianmian, "You eat."

Mianmian couldn’t believe it: "You’re giving me the Candied Hawthorn?"

The Heavenly Demon nodded: "Yes, I see... I see you’re too pitiful."

Trying to mimic a caring tone, he added: "The bad things your parents did, they have nothing to do with you. The people in the village shouldn’t treat you like that."

Mianmian, shunned and alone for so long, suddenly heard someone say such things to her. Her large eyes, previously filled with deathly stillness, suddenly lit up.

She showed a smile to the Heavenly Demon, but as she smiled, tears again started to flow.

The Heavenly Demon paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand to catch Mianmian’s tears in his palm and tasted them.

This time, the taste was different.

Is this... sweetness?

The Heavenly Demon stood there, stunned.

He was nice to Su Mianmian, and the confused Su Mianmian believed he was sincere. The feelings she reciprocated were full of intense affection.

This taste... was unexpectedly much better compared to the taste of pure negative emotions that could only fill the stomach.

It tasted good, of course, but why did he suddenly feel his power fading? fгeewebnovёl.com