Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

"..." Song Nan propped up his upper body, his head was in a daze. Before he could clear his thoughts, he was pulled into the butler's arms. He took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped his face, especially the tip of his nose.

The magician got into the car, sat next to the Pope, and looked at his lower abdomen with deep eyes.

The butler frowned, gently lifted Song Nan's chin with his fingertips, and wiped the tip of his nose carefully. However, the tip of his nose became even redder without wiping it twice. He could only give up the urge to continue cleaning, moved to the opposite side of the Pope, and wiped his nose. Put it on the position next to him and forcefully change positions with him.

Song Nan touched the tip of his nose and was pulled up before he could see where he hit. He could only lower his head in embarrassment and murmured softly with the tips of his ears blushing: "I'm sorry..."

The Pope stared at the faint blush on the crystal white skin, and raised the corners of his mouth in pleasure: "It doesn't matter."

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability +1, currently: 51]

Song Nan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although something went wrong, fortunately, the favorability level reached the target - although it was done passively.

……

Song Nan stepped out of the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the dilapidated and abandoned factory under the cold moonlight, exuding a faint and gloomy atmosphere, he found it so reassuring.

He couldn't be blamed for this. Anyone who stayed in a silent carriage for several hours, and would be stared at by three men as soon as he moved, would not be able to help but beat his heart, wishing to go to heaven and earth, and escape to where everyone is. Where to find it!

The Pope stood beside them, staring at the billowing black fog looming in the factory, and couldn't help but pause slightly.

The housekeeper smiled brightly, raised his hand, and the black mist disappeared instantly. At the same time, an extremely strong malice burst out, instantly disintegrating the factory.

"boom!"

The ground shook violently, and the factory turned into particles, which gradually dissipated in the air. Below, the shrine was slowly revealed. The guardian who was originally locked in the cage also escaped from the trap, but it did not attack the players next to it, but solemnly He looked towards the center of the shrine, recovered his broken body, raised his ax high, and rushed forward to chop at it.

Seeing this, the players quickly retreated and evacuated the factory foundation. Each of them was unsteady and staggered to sit on the ground.

Qiao Siying's pupils shrank suddenly, her voice trembled, and she said in horror: "Something is coming out."

The Pope lowered his eyes, took a few steps forward, took out the white rosary beads from his sleeve, and threw them towards the shrine.

"Meow!"

Gabuchel sprang out of nowhere, jumped into the air, bit the rosary, then looked back at the Pope and ran towards the shrine.

The Pope frowned and his light red lips were bitten into crimson: "Why are you here!"

With a solemn look on his face, he caught up with Gabuchel and stretched out his hand to catch it. Unexpectedly, it grew in size and accelerated into the shrine.

The Pope hesitated and stopped in front of the shrine, his eyes gloomy, as if he was struggling with something.

At this time, Zhang Xia quietly appeared behind him and stretched out his arms to push him forward.

The pope's pupils shrank suddenly, and the moment his body melted into the dark purple aura, he turned around and stared at Zhang Xia. His golden eyes suddenly shrank into needle threads, and he shouted loudly: "Presumptuous!"

Zhang Xia's body trembled, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, Zhang Shang had already started, gently caught him, and brought him back to Song Nan. He stared at the housekeeper expressionlessly: "Please treat him." Good to him."

The butler frowned and responded calmly: "Although I am very strong, I have no healing ability."

Zhang Shang was stiff all over, staring blankly at his brother who was getting weaker and weaker, feeling suddenly at a loss.

"Ah~" The magician narrowed his golden eyes and glanced at Zhang Xia's sluggish appearance, slightly surprised, "In addition to the energy belonging to the light, there is also an extremely domineering dark energy that suppresses your brother's ability and prevents him from healing himself."

Song Nan raised his eyebrows, tugged on the magician's sleeve, and asked curiously: "Do you have any idea?"

The magician smiled slightly: "Master, if you want to save him, yes."

Song Nan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and tilted his head in confusion: "What method?"

The magician took his hand, took out a dusty stone, and placed it in his palm.

Song Nan was confused, and when he was about to ask, he noticed that the stone was shining faintly. Looking from the side, he could see that the surface of the stone was unusually smooth, and there was something faintly hidden inside.

He paused, held the stone high, faced it in the moonlight, and looked up from below. Sure enough, there was a small vine embedded in it.

"Is this the previous gem? How did it become this color?" Song Nan said, handing the gem back to him.

The magician took the gem and threw it to Zhang Xia with a warm smile. He watched the stone sink into his body in an instant. Then, gray vines emerged from under the skin and instantly wrapped around his body.

"Brother!" Zhang Shang's pupils shrank suddenly, he gently put down his brother who was mummified by vines, drew out his scimitar, and slashed the magician horizontally.

The magician's smile did not change. He stretched out his hand and held the scimitar with his fingertips. Looking at his ferocious look with his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, he said jokingly: "Don't worry. Your brother is fine. We are treating him."

"click~"

With a little force on his fingertips, he broke the scimitar, let go of his hand and dropped the broken blade, looking down at him: "Young man, don't be impulsive. Let me let you go this time for the sake of my master's appreciation, and I won't let you go next time." You’d be so polite.”

After saying this, the magician tilted his head, with a gentle smile on his face, and explained to Song Nan: "This gem originally contained the power of bright life, but after you absorbed the spring of life, the power of light inside it disappeared." The power collapsed, and I couldn't help but pour some dark power into it. Unexpectedly, it still has the healing function, but the target has changed from a creature of light to a creature of darkness..."

"After dispelling the light, it can also carry the darkness. The two mutually repelling forces transform each other." His golden eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "Interesting~"

Song Nan was stunned. A stream of light flashed through his mind, and he tried to catch it. Unexpectedly, the ground suddenly shook violently. A beam of dark light rose from the shrine to the sky, sweeping through layers of clouds and mist in the sky, forming a vortex shape, with the beam as the center. move.

Qiao Siying clenched her bow and arrow, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on her forehead: "Is the devil coming out?"

She turned her head and glared at Zhang Shang, frowning: "Why don't you take care of your demon? Why do you want to push the Pope in! Now it's more difficult, you are satisfied!"

Song Nan remained silent.He pursed his lower lip, always feeling something strange... What was missing?

Why did the Pope destroy the altar?The altar is to seal the devil, but the guardian is unwilling to open the passage, so he pulls out the stone pillars to release the devil. The priest also emphasized a hundred years at the beginning, why must it be a hundred years?Why do heroes summon demons and absorb darkness?

Zhang Shang paused, looked at Qiao Siying with sadness, and said expressionlessly: "I met the king of the orc country when I was in the orc country. He told me a secret that has been forgotten by the world - the pope has never changed. , and every time the Demon King is sealed, the power of light in the Pope becomes purer."

The magician raised his head, his golden eyes reflected the terrifying black vortex in the sky, and raised the corners of his mouth jokingly: "After the light disappears, there is pure darkness...and vice versa~"

Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched his fingers unconsciously. Little crescents appeared on his white palms: "If it's the Pope, why did he refuse to come here before?"

The magician chuckled, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick the corners of his lips: "There are still six toys out of ten. The darkness tainted when destroying the altar will dig out the desires in the heart and thirst for power. Before the final curtain opens, it should be toys Screening among them. Since it is a toy, it is enough to keep the strongest one, or..."

His golden eyes glanced at Song Nan's slender figure, his eyes were as tender as the sea: "The one I love the most~"