Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

"Where are they now?" he asked.

"Just outside the door."

"Then let them come in." Ran Heming ordered, although he wondered why people from the Guangming Sect came to visit him, but there must be something.

"Yes, master." The butler responded respectfully, turned and left.

Ran Heming sat on the sofa, waiting for them to come in, but he was thinking why the Guangming Church came to visit him.

Could it be because of Em?

But at this time they knew where Aim was, so why didn't they come to Aim in the original plot.

This is too strange, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't look like you just came here to drink tea.

If it hadn't been for Em's choking of his neck, he would happily take Em to welcome the Illuminati people together, but Aim has already expressed his attitude that he doesn't want to go to Illuminati, and he can't ignore Em's feelings .

About 10 minutes later, the butler walked in with two people. They were wearing black robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly. They did not look like the Guangming sect.

Why does he look like some kind of outlaw, he is covered in pitch black and makes him feel uncomfortable, as if someone is staring at him from behind... Maybe it's his illusion?

Ran Heming sat on the sofa and carefully looked at the two people in front of him. Although he was extremely nervous, he didn't show it, "Guangmingjiao, what are you doing here at the Duke's mansion?"

One of them glanced at Ran Heming and said, "My disciples of the Guangming Cult, you are here today to welcome the Holy Son."

Ran Heming's hand holding the cup paused, his eyelashes fluttered, then he pretended to be puzzled and raised his head to look at the speaker, "What are you talking about?"

But he was complaining crazily in his heart, how did the Guangming Cult know that Em was with him?

And I came here in person, which doesn’t fit the plot. In the plot, Em was brought back to the Guangming Sect when the royal family invited them to pray for the country on the National Harvest Festival. Now there is still half a month before the National Harvest Festival Woolen cloth!

Is it really good to be so early?

Seeing that Ran Heming was in a daze, the man didn't want to hand over the Holy Son to him, and his tone seemed a little displeased: "I am ordered by the Pope to come and take away the Holy Son."

If Ran Heming would agree before, but now he won't.

Em's two out of control emotions didn't seem fake, and these two people were very weird, so it wouldn't be some strange person pretending to be the Illuminati to come to him to tempt him.

Ran Heming took a sip of tea, turned his head to look at the housekeeper, and said unceremoniously: "There is no Holy Son here, the housekeeper sees off the guests."

Ran Heming didn't want to talk to them, stood up and was about to go upstairs, but when he passed by those two believers, his arms were suddenly grabbed.

That hand held him firmly, with great force, Ran Heming stopped, trying to let the man loose, but suddenly heard the man in black who had never spoken before, his voice was hoarse like an old man, "Another world... ,I found you."

The word "different world" made Ran Heming's heart skip a beat. He felt flustered for no reason, and the sense of panic rose from the bottom of his feet. Although the person looking at him didn't show his face, he felt that he had been seen through. This was too weird.

He tried his best to keep calm, and tried his best to free his hand, "Your Excellency has passed, the butler sees off the guests."

After speaking, he strode upstairs, his back in a hurry.

Stranger, is that person so powerful?Know that he is not from this world?

Isn't this a game world? Why did he know that he was time-traveling? Ran Heming's mind was about to explode. He didn't know what that person meant by saying this, whether he was aware of his difference or not.

Only after he hid in the room did he have a chance to breathe, leaning against the door in a decadent manner and slowly slid down.

The moment he was grabbed by the arm, he felt that he was being targeted, not his body.

He is not right now, and he doesn't even know when the heroine left.

In the light religion.

The Pope, whose identity was questioned by Ran Heming, was standing excitedly in front of the crystal ball, looking at the figure reflected inside. His hands were floating in front of the crystal ball, and a wisp of black smoke came out from his fingertips when he touched the person inside the ball. into the crystal ball.

"I found it... I found it, a foreigner who is purer than a child..." He muttered, "I want to bring him here."

Ran Heming was sleeping peacefully, when suddenly a plume of black smoke sprang out from his side, flying towards his head very fast, when it was about to enter Ran Heming's head, the bat that was lying on the bedside table immediately ran over and opened its mouth to bite Crushed black smoke.

The bat spat out the bugs in the black smoke in distaste, lay down beside Ran Heming, and said a human voice: "If you are not careful, you will be watched by others."

Ran Heming felt that he had heard Boss's voice in a daze. He thought he was going to be sucked blood again, so he frowned uncomfortably and whispered: "Can't... drink...too much..."

"Oh, squeamish."

After waking up the next day, Ran Heming almost forgot what happened to the Guangming Sect yesterday.

"Gedern,"

"Oh, it's Em, are you better?"

Ran Heming doesn't mind that the other party loses his temper with him, on the contrary, he is very happy for him to lose his temper against him. After all, people only show their true colors in front of close people, don't they? Em gets close to him, so he loses his temper unscrupulously .

Ran Heming can't afford to hate Em.

He was still smiling as before, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and hair tips, his blue eyes were slightly curved, and a good-looking smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

This made Em feel even more guilty. He wanted to apologize to the other party in his heart and wanted to stay here, but the other self didn't know when he would hurt the other party again.

This was something he couldn't tolerate. The unstable self would stay by his side, at least until he could control it. At that time, he would build the largest palace and hide the little duke inside.

Give him the most beautiful garden and the most delicious food, so that he can't do without himself.

So Aim looked at Ran Heming, said ruthlessly, "Brother, Aim can't stay here any longer."

"Ah?" Ran Heming blinked, a little puzzled, unable to accept the other party's words for a while.

After a long time, he asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, Em is going to the forest to the west to find something important."

Westside Woods?

Ran Heming felt that he had never heard of this place.

Where is that place, is there anything about this sex in the original plot?

But since Aim must have his own ideas to go, he is a little worried that Aim will go alone, in case of any danger, and people from the Illuminati are also looking for him,

"You want someone? I can..."

"No need, brother, you have helped Em a lot, and Em can't bother you anymore." Em knew what the other party was going to say, but he interrupted the other party and refused.

He knew that if he hesitated, he would not be able to refuse in the future. He could not hurt his brother while relying on him.

Ran Heming saw that Aim's attitude was so firm, so he could only respect the other party's choice.

"OK then."

"Thank you."

Em smiled and thanked Ran Heming.

Now he is too weak and there is no way to destroy the Guangming Cult, so he needs to go to the western forest to find something that can make him stronger.

Em's eyes dimmed when he thought of the Light Cult. Now that he recovered his memory, he must kill all those people this time.

Em is born again.

[The author has something to say: Ran Heming: It seems that the big vest can't hide it anymore.

Can't guess, Em is reborn! 】