Chapter 92 Chapter 92 Let the Demon Lord Convict Me
The fans showed worried expressions. According to Sang Ling's words, it was obvious that the Ten Directions Curse left to her by the Demon Lord had not been completely eliminated.
Gou Qiu, who was watching all this from behind the crowd, sighed and didn't dare to listen to Sang Ling's answer anymore.
The fact is, of course, that his life is in danger, and Sang Ling may even die in five days.
"I'm fine. You saved a lot of life for me."
Gou Qiu opened his eyes wide and looked towards the stage. Sang Ling on the stage showed a gentle smile, and it seemed that everything was really fine.
In this confession, she still lied, but it is not known whether it was out of selfishness this time.
The fans felt relieved by Sang Ling's answer. When they came to their senses, they found that most of the depression they had felt in recent days had disappeared. When they looked at Sang Ling again, that kind of joy and excitement returned.
They wondered if they had forgiven Sang Ling too easily, but seeing Sang Ling's mournful eyes and cautious explanation, they could no longer continue this cold war.
After all, they wanted to believe Sang Ling from the very beginning.
The atmosphere at the scene became better again. Gou Qiu saw that everyone was finally relaxed. The fans were no longer upset, and Sang Ling's knot was also untied. It seemed that the happy ending had been reached at this moment, but Gou Qiu couldn't help but wonder, what about five days later?
Fans thought that if they started to like Sang Ling again, Sang Ling would be able to live forever, but now, the life-saving Taichu Life and Death Bracelet has been placed on the gambling table.
Now it is just a false perfection.
But the atmosphere on the scene was really good. Gou Qiu was attracted and temporarily put her fear behind her. Everyone was happy.
At this happy moment, a very noisy sound was heard outside the stage. Upon careful listening, it seemed that many people were rushing here.
The first person to react was Gou Qiu, who was standing next to the stage entrance. After listening for a while, he could tell that the sound was the sound of many people rushing over, as if it was the sound that broke this beautiful illusion.
There shouldn't be so many people coming here again. The number of tickets distributed for the free stage matches the number of fans present now, so who are these people coming?
Sang Ling on the stage seemed to have expected this and glanced outside the stage.
Those people who were rushing over were very fast. It only took a few minutes for the fans to hear the noise and see them outside the free stage. Only when the fans saw these ferocious-looking people standing outside the free stage did they know who they were.
It was not other people, but those who wanted to punish Sang Ling but failed to get the free stage tickets. Leading the charge was still the old acquaintance, the Evil Hall.
They stood at the entrance to the free stage. A formation was set up at the entrance, which temporarily blocked their aggressive steps. Although people could not get in, they could still speak.
"Fairy world running dog, get out of my demon world!"
"We swear to support the Demon Lord until death and skin Sang Ling alive to vent the public's anger!"
"The Demon Realm unified the three realms and devoured the rubbish of the Immortal Realm alive!"
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The fans on the stage were somewhat shocked. Although they had been waiting for Sang Ling's explanation and had not spoken out during this period, they were also paying close attention to the outside news. The cultivators from the Demon Realm naturally disliked Sang Ling, who had a background in the Immortal Realm, and even hated him, but it had never reached this point.
These people in front of him really wanted to eat Sang Ling alive. It can be seen that among these people there are many vassals of Lord Demon, who are venting their malice under the banner of the demon world and Lord Demon.
It's just that the malice was rising too intensely, which made it seem a little abnormal.
Seeing that Sang Ling did not respond, the group of people turned their attention to her fans.
"You traitors, you were so easily bribed by the running dogs of the Immortal Realm!"
"You are not worthy to be my demon clan!"
"Get out of the demon world, get out of the demon world together!"
This scolding immediately caused unrest among fans.
The first one who couldn't help himself was the impatient Prince Jiecheng. He jumped up from the back of the crowd and reached the free stage entrance in an instant. His face was livid and his tone was terrifying. He scolded:
"My family once suffered heavy casualties while protecting the demon world, leaving only one branch of my family. At that time, you bastards were nowhere to be found. How dare you rebuke me?"
The status of the Prince of Jiecheng is high and noble, and what he said is well known in the demon world. No one dared to refute him for a while.
However, among those who came to cause trouble, there were also those with high cultivation and high status, who also stood out from the Evil Hall camp and said:
"The glory of our ancestors can protect you, but you are not worthy of their glory. They fight for the demon world, but you like a lackey from the fairy world!"
The prince of Jiecheng paused, his fighting spirit was blocked by the formation at the entrance, "Sang Ling is not a running dog of the immortal world, she just wants to survive, and she has never done anything to hurt the demon world!"
There was laughter coming from outside.
"Hahahaha, so what? She is born from the Immortal Realm. People from the Immortal Realm will definitely offend our Demon Realm."
"Okay, then you guys can list all the things that Sang Ling has done to offend our demon world!"
As soon as these words came out, Prince Jiecheng immediately panicked. It was true that Sang Ling blocked Lord Demon from conquering Cangwu Immortal Mansion, and there was no way to escape. Although the Demon Realm itself did not have much obsession with unifying the three realms, the people of the Demon Realm all followed Lord Demon's steps, and they would obey Lord Demon's wishes even if they did not understand them.
Sure enough, the people outside immediately smiled, as if they had found a flaw.
"Do I need to cite another example? If it weren't for her obstruction a few years ago, the Immortal Realm would have been conquered by the Demon Lord."
"We swear to be loyal to the Lord Demon until death. What the Lord Demon hates is what we hate too."
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There was a fan who was the fastest to say, "How do you know that Lord Demon must hate Sang Ling? Maybe Lord Demon didn't care about what happened a few years ago."
As soon as this fan's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar.
"How dare you! How dare you guess what the Demon Lord is thinking!"
"Of course the Demon Lord hates her. Is there any need to argue about this fact?"
The fan was almost immediately surrounded. Sang Ling tiptoed and stood in front of everyone at the stage entrance.
Seeing this, Gou Qiu immediately walked up to her and pulled her back a step. Although there was a formation blocking them, she was still frightened when she saw those ferocious people outside who wanted to eat Sang Ling alive.
Sang Ling was not afraid. She looked at the Evil Hall monks standing at the forefront outside the field. The words just now came from their mouths. She said:
"So, you swear to follow the Demon Lord until death. Whatever the Demon Lord wants, what do you want?"
Sang Ling's appearance aroused the emotions of the monks outside, and they started to curse at her immediately, but the voices gradually died down when they heard her words.
"Of course, we will follow Lord Demon until death!"
Sang Ling nodded, as if she had suddenly realized something, and then asked:
"How did you guess the Demon Lord's thoughts? Are you sure that the Demon Lord hates me?"
The people outside the field looked at each other, and for a moment they were carried away by Sang Ling's completely different idea.
The fans behind Sang Ling also seemed to react, and someone shouted:
"It is said that Lord Demon is a fan of Sangsang, and even the leader of the fan base!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Not long ago, Lord Demon bought Sangsang a whole truckload of records."
It was only later that everyone realized a blind spot. Sang Ling's appearance had never changed. Lord Demon must have known her identity. But Sang Ling had been in the Demon Realm for almost a year. If Lord Demon really hated her, shouldn't he have killed her long ago?
The first ones to figure things out were the people from the Hall of Evil. They were Fu Wei's loyal vassals and knew Fu Wei's abilities better than anyone else. It was impossible for their Lord Demon to not know Sang Ling's true identity.
For a moment, there was silence both inside and outside the venue.
The fans seemed to have found their sore spot and started attacking immediately. As members of the demon clan, they understood the demon clan's thoughts best. When the Demon Lord failed to conquer the fairyland, not many people were indignant. The demon clan was only interested in interests, and territory and the like were not attractive unless there was no price to pay.
Back then, under the leadership of Lord Demon, the demon clan showed great strength. Although they failed to capture the fairy world, they gained huge sincerity in seeking peace from both the fairy and demon worlds.
In that battle, the people of the Demon Realm were happier than anyone else, so now their indignation and hatred are all directed at the Demon Lord.
But now, it is hard to say whether Lord Demon really hates Sang Ling.
The fans had the upper hand and left those outside the venue speechless.
Finally, the people from the Hall of Evil found a way to talk and immediately started talking.
"In short, she is from the fairy world, and is very likely a spy from the fairy world. Lord Demon may not have considered this. If she is colluding with the fairy world, then your comments now are just aiding and abetting the evil."
The fans couldn't find any favorable rebuttal for a while, and the atmosphere became deadlocked again.
At this moment, there was a sound of a large group of people rushing over from a distance.
Gou Qiu became nervous instantly, fearing that another group of people would come to criticize Sang Ling. Judging from the situation, the group would be even larger than the one outside the venue now, and there would be more people coming.
Soon, this group of people appeared in front of everyone.
The fans looked at each other, confused about the people who came. The group led by the Hall of Evil looked at each other, confused about the people who came.
Although the people who came were cultivators, their cultivation was low, their clothes were patched, and their aura was weak. People didn't even dare to look at them, but their numbers were large, even more than the fans and the group headed by the Evil Hall combined.
No one knew them, but you could tell who they were at a glance.
People from outside the city.
The people in the inner city saw them as ants, people from the outer city struggling on the line between life and death just to stay alive. Whenever these people from the outer city saw them, they wanted to crawl on the ground, their bodies trembling with extreme fear. But now, they stood upright in front of them. Although their clothes were worn and patched, they were still neat, which was a little different from their cowardly and humble appearance in the past.
The monks of the Hall of Evil became angry when they saw that these people from outside the city were not as respectful as before:
"You want to rebel!"
The monks in the outer city all trembled, and the fear on their faces was obvious, but for some reason, they did not kneel down as the monks in the Hall of Evil had expected. Instead, they stood straighter.
"We have something to talk about."
These are simple words, words that inner city people have never heard from outer city people.
How can a group of people who are living in danger every day have anything to say, and how dare they say anything?
But now, this group of people was standing in front of him, in good spirits and good complexions. When he looked up, he saw a dark area that spread from the front to the distance. The crowds of people were looking at only one thing: Sang Ling.
Their cultivation is low, but when they gather together they can suppress the power of the rest.
The monks who led the Evil Hall took a step back unconsciously, and after they reacted, they hid their gaffes on their faces and asked:
"What are you going to say?"
A man walked out from the outer city monks. He was dressed neatly and had a noble demeanor. He said:
"Sang Ling has made contributions in the outer city, so how can he be called a spy?"
Sang Ling was familiar with the person who was speaking. He was a record producer who was once called a madman and then a genius by her. He had already made a fortune by making records, but he did not leave the poor Waicheng. Instead, with the help of Sang Ling, he opened a record factory in Waicheng. He truly regarded Waicheng as his home.
The monks of the Evil Hall immediately retorted, "Meritorious? She is from the Immortal Realm. What merit can she have for the Outer City? She has only performed a few times in your Outer City. Why, just singing a few lines has brought tears to your eyes?"
Behind him there was laughter.
"Outer City scum, how can you know if you have any merit?"
Amid the laughter, the faces of the people from outside the city became increasingly ugly.
"Can't you open your eyes and see if there is any merit?"
The monks from the Hall of Evil opened their eyes wide and looked around with a smile on their faces. There were buildings standing all around the free stage, including shops and even schools. It was a very ordinary scene, and as lively as the residences in the inner city.
“What’s the difference between this and the inner city?”
As soon as the words came out, their laughter stopped. That was the biggest difference.
When will the outer city be able to compare with the inner city?
Of course, because the surrounding buildings were built around the free stage, Sang Ling's performances and the more abundant spiritual energy than the inner city now make the prosperity here comparable to the inner city, but other places are still not as prosperous as the inner city.
However, under the influence of the free stage, the outer city is no longer the original outer city. It has long gotten rid of the era of being poorly clothed and hungry. People in the outer city today can survive, and live cleanly and honestly.
"You can see this if you are not blind. This is merit. This is the way out for the Outer City. Do you dare to say that Sang Ling has done nothing for the Outer City? If she is a spy from the Immortal Realm, why would she go to so much trouble to improve the Outer City?"
The monk from the Hall of Evil opened his mouth to refute, "You are just a city outside the world, do you also want to represent the Demon Realm?"
"What? The Outer City doesn't belong to the Nest City or the Demon Realm? Are you going to rebel against the Demon Realm for us?"
The group of monks headed by the Hall of Evil were speechless. They certainly did not dare to agree to this. How could they dare to agree to this?
The people in the outer city continued to shout: "Sang Ling has made contributions to our outer city, and also to the demon world!"
Only improving the environment of the outer city can naturally not be considered a contribution to the entire demon world, but the monks in the outer city elevated the matter to the level of the entire demon world, and it was difficult for the monks in the Hall of Evil to refute it.
Sang Ling's fans were originally speechless, but now that someone has brought evidence to them, of course they feel free to speak up.
With fans in front and monks from the outer city behind, the monks led by the Hall of Evil were unable to speak because they were attacked from both sides. In fact, except for the monks from the Hall of Evil, the other monks who followed showed signs of being convinced.
What Sang Ling's fans and the monks from the outer city said were not without reason. Sang Ling did block Lord Demon, which led to the failure to conquer the fairyland at that time. But Lord Demon did not punish Sang Ling. It was hard to say whether this was a crime or not. Besides, she also greatly improved the outer city, so her merits and demerits offset each other. It seemed that there was no need to kill her.
In the end, the only ones who could fight back were the monks from the Hall of Evil. Even though they were numerous, they were no match for the fans and people from outside the city, and their voices were gradually drowned out.
The monks from the Hall of Evil were furious and drew out their spiritual weapons to attack, but before they could even draw out their spiritual weapons, they were discovered by Sang Ling. The next second, a flaming red sword was pointed at them.
Sang Ling and her fans were inside the formation, but the monks from the outer city were outside the formation, and their cultivation was very weak.
As Sang Ling drew out the magic sword, the fans behind her also reacted and immediately took out their own magic weapons. Sang Ling waved her hand and the formation was immediately closed.
Now, the monks from the Hall of Evil were unable to pull out their spiritual weapons. After they took back their spiritual weapons in silence, they could only utter harsh words.
"Don't be complacent, Lord Demon will definitely teach you a lesson!"
"We swear to follow the Lord Demon until death. When the Lord Demon gives the order, you can see if there is anyone who can protect you!"
The last harsh words were directed at Sang Ling’s fans.
"If Lord Demon Lord convicts her of a crime, then all of your protection of her will be a crime."
The core of the demon world is the Demon Lord Fu Ying. When this sentence came out, Sang Ling’s fans and the monks from the outer city were all silent.
They believed in Sang Ling, but if they were really convicted by the Demon Lord, they would be guilty even if they were innocent.
Sang Ling retracted the flaming red sword. Her expression was cold and her voice was calm. She looked towards the Hall of Evil and said:
"Then you should go and ask the Demon Lord to convict me now."
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