Sleep with the evil god

"Miss female ghost, please come and help me!" Shen Sanci narrowly escaped the attack of a fierce ghost, and the mahogany sword in his hand was almost unsteady. "Fuck."

Shen Sanci was shocked: "Ah Qing, what did you call here? Why isn't it that female ghost sister?"

This time the chill feeling was several times more obvious than before, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence behind him.

He mustered up the courage to turn around, but the moment he saw the man, his legs were weak and he almost fell down.

Every cell in his body seems to be clamoring, let him stay away from this man, don't get close, he will torture you, destroy you, kill you, and drive you out of your wits.

Shen Qing's eyes widened, she backed away in a panic, her hat fell off, her feet stepped on each other, her legs gave way, and she almost fell down.

The man stretched out his hand to hold him, and pulled Shen Qing into his arms with a light tug. He wrapped his arms around Shen Qing's shoulder with one hand. The strength was obviously light, but it gave Shen Qing a feeling that he couldn't break free.

"Be careful—" the man's voice was a little careless and lazy, and his slender fingers landed on Shen Qing's shoulders, and the tactile sensation was extremely obvious.

Shen Qing was clasped in the arms of the man, breathing rapidly.

The man hugging him was tall, with a long shadow and a strong sense of oppression. The cold breath seemed to emanate from his bones, which was unimaginably powerful for him.

The man looks extremely handsome, with raised eyebrows, slightly hooked eyes, with a three-point evil spirit, three-point coldness, sharp edges and corners, and the line from the jaw to the Adam's apple is perfect.

The most noticeable thing is that the man's eyes are dark purple, strange and treacherous.

Shen Qing even felt that he couldn't guess the man's age, and the evil spirit and aloofness on the man blurred the age.

Shen Sanci was caught by Li Gui again, with black blood gushing from his shoulder, he let out a cry of pain, and his face began to turn pale, "Ah Qing, come and help me, I can't bear it anymore, how did that damned He Chengfeng guarantee it, how did he get here?" Don't come to help now?!"

Seeing that Shen Sanci's situation was not good, Shen Qing didn't care much, and wanted to break free from the man's hand and run over.

But the man deftly restrained Shen Qing's movements, his voice was soft and hoarse, and whispered in Shen Qing's ear: "You can't beat those ghosts, you will get hurt."

Shen Qing also knew that he couldn't beat him, but Shen Sanci's situation was dangerous, and he couldn't just watch his cousin get into trouble.

"If you can't fight, you have to help." Shen Qing tried hard to break free from the man's restraint, and shouted in desperation: "Let me go!"

Shen Qing's struggle seemed to be not enough in the man's eyes, the man stopped his movements easily, his lips pressed against Shen Qing's ears, his voice was as gentle as a whisper between lovers: "Why don't you ask me for help? I can help you."

"you--"

Shen Qing looked at the man in surprise.

The situation on Shen Sanci's side was not good, and he was hit on the arm again. If there is no one to help, the situation will be very dangerous.

Shen Qing closed her eyes, suppressed her fear and fear, and asked, "You, can you really help me?"

He was tense, with panic in his voice, and his whole body was like a frightened bird, with big black eyes open, which were full of water.

As everyone knows, his appearance is more likely to arouse certain desires in a man's heart.

The man squinted his eyes slightly, and an inexplicable light flashed across his deep purple eyes. He pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, as if he was enduring something, "If you ask me for help, you will have to pay a price."

Shen Qing was short of breath, her cherry red lips were trembling, fear was written all over her delicate fair face, but she forced herself to ask, "What, what price?"

The interest in the man's eyes grew stronger.

Such Shen Qing made him want to ravage and defile him.

"I want your blood."

The smell on Shen Qing's body was clean, simple and alluring.

A man wants to taste it, and wants that taste to be tainted with his own breath.

"can."

Shen Qing agreed without thinking, and even stretched out her wrist, wanting to cut it herself.

But the man was not what he thought. The man put his arm around his waist, gently hugged him, and pulled his neckline with the other hand.

The black mist surrounded the man and Shen Qing like a wall.

He had already suffered a lot of injuries, and Shen Sanci, who was about to lose his strength, saw that Shen Qing was still covering up, and almost scolded, "I'm...is it time to play mosaic now?! "

Shen Qing felt that the man's head was buried in his neck, and his cool breath was on his shoulder blades. Even when he was so nervous and scared, he still had a numb body, like an electric shock.

His neck was too sensitive.

The man's teeth pierced between his collarbones, a little painful and a little sore, he tried to bite his lip to avoid screaming.

The man was off his shoulders quickly, letting go of him, letting his feet land on the ground.

Shen Qing stood on the ground, the nerves in his mind were still tense, and he didn't relax at all. He wanted to ask the man if the blood was okay, and if he could help Shen San to resign, but found that the man licked his lips lightly. horn.

There was a drop of bright red blood on the corner of the man's lips. He stretched out his tongue and licked it off gently. There seemed to be a little bit of horror in his eyes, and he squinted his eyes slightly, making him more sinister and more beautiful.

Shen Qing was suddenly speechless, her legs went limp from fear.

Fortunately, the man put away the black mist after sucking blood, and walked gently to Shen Qing's side, with a lazy and hoarse voice: "This is the deposit."

Shen Qing held her breath.

The man walked to Shen Sanci's side in the blink of an eye. The three ghosts who made Shen Sanci struggle and struggle to survive, flew to the corner of the wall immediately as if they were bound by something when the man arrived, unable to move.

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to help Shen Sanci up to see how the other person was injured, but was pulled back by the man.

The man whispered in his ear with a half-smile, "Don't touch other people, I will be unhappy."

Shen Qing was extremely surprised.

Black air permeated from the man's body and penetrated into Shen Sanci's wound, and Shen Sanci's wound began to heal slowly.

Shen Qing asked with concern: "How are you, cousin?"

Shen Sanci stood up and moved his arms, "I seem... to be fine."

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, although the man behind him was extremely strange and weird, but he finally saved Shen Sanci's life, and did not do any substantial harm.

Except for the bite on his collarbone.

"Thank you, thank you."

Although he was frightened, frightened and angry, and still had a trace of inexplicable embarrassment, his good education still made him thank the man.

The man stood beside Shen Qing, squinting his eyes slightly, with a hoarse voice, and whispered in Shen Qing's ear: "You're welcome, your blood is delicious."

The cold breath brushed behind Shen Qing's ears, causing tremors.