Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

But Bosi, who was standing beside Ran Heming, had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes.

The people of the Guangming Cult actually played tricks in front of him and wanted him to reveal his identity, did they think he would be out of control and block the bugs hidden in the holy water?

"Your Excellency Goden, are you questioning the Guangming Cult?" The pope emphasized his tone, intending to threaten Ran Heming.

The Pope's words made the atmosphere in the hall serious. Questioning the Illuminati is disrespect to the Illuminati, and disrespecting the Illuminati will involve the country's affairs.

The king was pleasantly surprised just now that his younger brother could help him gain the trust of the Guangming Cult, but he didn't expect him to slap himself in the face so quickly.

But since he is at a banquet now, it is not easy for him to talk about the other party, so he smoothed things over and said: "Geden is young and ignorant, maybe he is just curious."

"Oh—" the Pope drew a long tone meaningfully, and said pointedly: "It turns out that the Emperor misunderstood Your Excellency."

"Then, the Emperor hopes that this little duke can help the Guangming Cult." The pope's words were flattering, which sent a chill down Ran Heming's spine.

What a helping hand, he can't do anything.

Just when he was about to reject the other party in a daze, someone spoke before him.

"Okay, okay, I approve!" Ran Heming looked up, and found that it was the king who said these words, and he was very happy.

Ran Heming was shocked, it's not good to agree like this without asking his opinion, are you so casual?

With a face full of shock, he looked up at the people around him, and found that everyone was very happy, except him.

At this moment, he just wants to say that everyone's sorrows and joys are not connected, he just thinks they are noisy.

He wanted to say something, when the king ordered everyone to drink and dance happily.

The disciple stayed behind, and Ran Heming dryly picked up the wine glass and poured a sip of fruit juice into his mouth.

He felt that he could only die if he went to the Illuminati. The Pope knew his true identity, or used him to threaten Perth, or worse, dissected him as a wizard or burned him to death.

Every road seemed to be a dead end, Ran Heming thought sadly, could he not survive this year?

"do not be afraid."

Ran Heming looked at Boss, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his eyes full of puzzlement, although he didn't understand why Boss would say this to him.

Having said that, how could he not be afraid, he would rather go to the other party's house to be sucked blood than to go to the Bright Cult, after all, he knows what kind of person Boss is.

Before, he was very afraid that the other party would kill him if he was unhappy, but after getting along for so long, he found that Boss might just keep him like a pet, so there is a high probability that there is no danger of his life.

Everyone was happy in this banquet from the beginning to the end, except Ran Heming.

Because of being invited by Guangming, when the banquet ended, he was kept by the king.

Ran Heming didn't understand what Jun Wangliu was going to do, could it be possible to pack him and send him to Guangming Sect?

He was taken to sit in the royal study.The gorgeous palace corridor came to a door, they stopped there, the guard opened the door, and realized that he walked in.

In the study, the king was sitting on the sofa, and beside him stood the Pope of the Illuminati.

This is not asking him to come and talk, it feels like going to the execution ground, Ran Heming hesitated for a long time, but he still raised his foot and walked in.

"Duke Gedun, I'm glad you agreed."

Hearing the Pope's words, Ran Heming thought to himself, this is not what he agreed to at all, but the king around you answered for him on his own.

The content of the conversation was completely unnutritious and he couldn't understand it. The pope and the king talked happily, but Ran Heming's mind was blank and he didn't know what to say. He wanted to interrupt the conversation between the two of them several times, saying that he didn't want to Go to Guangming, but they are all blocked by the Pope's various words.

Then after Ming left the palace, he saw Boss standing beside the carriage at the gate of the palace, but his carriage was unknown and the key was missing.

Didn't you tell me you won't be a guest at his house?Why are you still waiting outside? Although he was puzzled, he still walked over.

"What are you doing here?"

"To take you home, of course, Joe."

In fact, Boss' purpose was not to take Ran Heming home.

Ah this.

He doesn't really need it, really.

"The steward has prepared a carriage for me."

"I've already gone back." Boss said with a smile, without the slightest sense of guilt for fooling the other party's key home.

what?

Butler, are you so relieved to hand me over to the villain?

Helpless, Ran Heming got into Boss' carriage.

On the way, he was restless and felt that he would be taken to the other party's house. After all, Boss would do such a thing.

"Joe, I seem to be nervous." Boss seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "I won't go to my house."

"Eh?"

Ran Heming was shocked. Did he just say what he thought inadvertently?

"Your thoughts are on your face."

Suddenly Boss raised his hand, stretched it towards Ran Heming's hair, and rested on his hair.

Why did you reach out, what did you want to do, or what.

When Ran Heming got closer and closer to his hand, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and then he heard the other party's voice with a smile: "Joe, I always like to put cakes on my hair."

After finishing speaking, Ran Heming only felt that his hair was touched lightly.

Only then did Random suddenly realize what the other party said, and his face immediately flushed red.

nonsense!

How could he get pastries on his hair, and he doesn't use his hair to eat pastries, but looking at the seriousness of the other party, it seems that there is such a thing.

"Did you really get pastries?" He asked stupidly, obviously believing the other party's words.

Then he asked innocently, but the deceitful Boss didn't feel any guilt at all.

"I didn't lie to you."

When he got off the carriage, he was shocked to find that the carriage had actually stopped in front of his house.

"Goodbye, Joe, and good night."

The carriage curtain was put down by Bosch, and after facing down, the smile on Bosch's face disappeared completely. He lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand, which was held tightly with fingers stretched out, in his hand There lay a black worm.

This worm was taken off the little guy's head just now, and those guys from the Guangming Sect are really determined to do such small tricks in the palace.

After taking a shower and walking back to the bedroom, he couldn't help but think of the moment when the other party reached out to touch his hair in the carriage.

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt, and my face turned red.

Ran Heming didn't know that he was invisibly protected by Boss several times, and he didn't know that he was almost parasitized by bugs produced by the Guangming Cult several times.

The Pope, who left the palace, took out a black box in the carriage. He opened the box and there was a black worm lying in it. This worm was the worm mother who controlled the little black worms.

He chanted a spell on the worm, hoping to wake up the worm on Ran Heming's body, but when he started chanting, he suddenly found that the worm was dead.

Almost immediately guessed who killed the worm, and the last worm was used on the king. It was useless to ask the mother worm after the worm died. It stopped when the bug was on it.

The worm can't die yet, the king is still useful.

"Damn vampire." He cursed under his breath at the end.

The silver carriage went deep into the forest in the dark, and a bat stayed on the roof of the carriage. Its red eyes shone dangerously in the night.

[The author has something to say: Why didn't there be a cutie reminder to update, why didn't there be a comment, woo woo woo, I need Qianmeng Baby to hug me to get better. 】