Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

The dilapidated temple with rotten wood and green tiles stands eerily in the darkness of the mountains. When the wind blows, the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other can be heard around.

The yard of the dilapidated temple was overgrown with weeds. A charming man with a clean body and a demonic aura lowered his eyes and smiled softly with his hands covering his lips, his green clothes fluttering in the breeze.

"My lord is right."

Just say it.

Several vines broke out of the ground under his feet and stabbed straight towards the four people who were huddled in the corner of the ruined temple and dared not make a sound.

The four of them stared with wide eyes, watching with their own eyes the vines pierce into their bodies, wrapping around their hearts and pulling them out.

The painful sounds of several people were stuck in their throats, and they fell to the ground and died before they could make a sound.

When he fell to the ground, his eyes were fixed on the god they were worshipping at the door.

Four bloody and still beating hearts were wrapped in vines and handed to Jiang Que.

The man smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, looking very charming.

He placed his hands on Jiang Que's shoulders. The wide cuffs of his green shirt made of gauze revealed a section of his white arm when he raised his hands.

He interlocked his fingers and clasped them behind Jiang Que's neck, leaned his face closer to Jiang Que, and the vines behind him rolled up his heart and extended it forward. The man smiled softly and asked, "Sir, do you like it?"

"Now I have killed my followers, so I can no longer be a god."

The man laughed softly, his voice drawn out, and his slender peach blossom eyes lowered to stare at Jiang Que's lips.

His eyes were bright, the corners of his lips were raised, and he smiled slightly as he spoke, raised his chin and turned his head to the side.

Just as his lips touched and he was about to kiss her, Jiang Que showed no expression on his face. He pushed her away again with a serious and calm face: "Thank you for your kindness, but ghosts and demons are different."

After saying that, he walked straight past the man in green, walked up to the four people who were already dead, took out the death list and started writing it down.

Cause of death: Demonic killing.

After writing the record, a QR code will be automatically generated, and Jiang Que will stick the people corresponding to the QR codes on them.

Soon the progress of the D-level tasks increased by four.

After Jiang Que finished, he bent down to pick up the umbrella from the haystack, held it in his hand, and symbolically brushed off the dust on the umbrella.

Before leaving, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and walked towards the door, watching the man in green clothes and long hair with interest. He nodded in thanks and then said goodbye.

The broad back left with a stubborn look that showed an inability to understand romance.

Before Jiang Que went out, the man in green behind him jokingly controlled the vines and grabbed the long-handled black umbrella in his hand from behind.

At this moment, the person who was about to leave stopped, looked back at the tail of the umbrella that was being pulled, and then followed the vine that was pulling the umbrella to the man in green who was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

In the darkness, the dark clouds covering the moon dispersed, and under the bright moonlight, the man's waist-length hair was blown by the wind along with his clothes, and the moonlight seemed to cover him with another layer of veil.

Jiang Que took a careful look and discovered that the man had a very faint teardrop mole under the end of his right eye. Against the backdrop of the background, his smile looked both cool and charming.

Under Jiang Que's gaze, the man tilted his head slightly, curled his lips, put one hand on the vine, and pulled him back: "Sir, this place is so boring, take me with you, okay?"

Jiang Que was still holding the umbrella and was pulled two steps towards him.

The man in green looked like he would not let go unless you took him away, and would pester you to death.

Jiang Que frowned, said nothing, glanced at the man indifferently, and turned away.

Didn't say anything, but didn't refuse either.

The man retracted the vine and followed Jiang Que.

Those fresh hearts fell to the ground as they left, but before they left, vines broke out of the ground and sucked the bodies into mummies.

The man in green was in a good mood and followed Jiang Que on the small path between the trees. He held the small pointed tip of the black umbrella in Jiang Que's hand with one hand and walked as he was led.

Feeling someone pulling his umbrella, Jiang Que turned around and looked at him.

The man tilted his head and smiled.

Jiang Que ignored him and let him pull him forward.

The man's narrow peach blossom eyes fell on Jiang Que's back, he pursed his lips and smiled, and spoke in a long voice: "My name is Yin Chuan, do you have a name, sir?"

There was a long silence.

After walking up the small slope, the man in front with a straight figure spoke in a cold voice.

"Jiang Que."