The blood clan boss was sucked blood by the opponent's light god

Shocked, Xia Mixun quickly closed the book with a snap.This kind of thing can't be seen by Shang Lai, it will not only damage the majesty of the fierce abuser, but also encourage the arrogance of the opponent.

"Nothing." He tried to push the heavy book back on the top of the cabinet.

Shang Lai stood behind and looked at him.

He was half-raising his head, and beads of sweat dripped down his chin, like a drop of water melting from the icy edge of the eaves.The arm that was raised high was pale and thin, with pale blue blood vessels and tendons.After sweating, the loose old man's clothes and pants were unconsciously attached to his body, opening and closing with his movements.Going down the line, the houyue should be slightly sunken in, yielding a flexible twist.

Suddenly, Shang Lai couldn't agree more with the practice of using hideous shadows to cover up his true face in the past, and even thought that he was the first to witness his true face, and he felt an indescribable sense of joy.

Seeing that Xia Mixun was anxious and irritable for a long time, Shang Lai stepped forward and said, "Do you need my help?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "click", and the "story book" slipped from Xia Mixun's hands, and fell flat on the ground.A gust of summer wind blows in outside the window without losing the opportunity, rattling the pages of the paper, as if to fully display the vivid and exquisite illustrations, as well as the wonderful words with endless aftertaste——

"Like a stone doll", "My eyes are out of focus", "Like a sword piercing the skin", "Speaking honestly and cutely", "My mouth is blocked by the hot valley "Wait, wait, wait.

Of course, the most classic sentence "I was bullied to the point of crying and begging for mercy" was indispensable.

According to Xia Mixun's current Chinese proficiency, it is difficult to understand the literal meaning, and it is impossible to analyze the text in depth.However, combined with those fine-grained illustrations, Xia Mixun still deeply felt the tense fighting atmosphere between himself and Shang Lai in the story... What a ghost! ! !

How do you think that you are the one who was exposed, okay? !

And it's so fucking strange, why is it that only the face is fine with bruises all over the body!Why is she blushing after being abused like a pig?Why do the two people always have unknown black stripes floating on their bodies (especially Shang Lai)!Why is it that breaking the law of conservation of mass while wearing clothes is all gone!

I don't understand, I really don't understand!Who can understand these things!

Xia Mixun squatted on the ground with his knees hugged, his face twisted like an old subway man looking at his phone.Ah, the essence of culture created by young humans is far beyond the comprehension of this old man.

A shadow fell beside him, and Shang Lai's white and sharp fingertips landed on the smooth paper, flipping it lightly, and asked slightly, "Are you very interested in this kind of thing?"

Pooh!Xia Mixun literally vomited blood.

"It's not the deity's!" He picked up the book and showed it to Shang Lai with a slap in the face! "Look, take a good look, what a mess!'Under the priest's skillful attack, the vampire sobbed unbearably...???'How could the deity be so cowardly?"

"It's too much." Xia Mixun became more and more angry, and the tips of his ears turned red with anger. "Why do they all think that you are stronger than this deity?" After a little thought, the wise and sadistic Lord suddenly understood, "So that's how it is!"

"What do you know?" Shang Lai's tone was serious, but his eyes stayed on the tips of his ears, and there was a spot of pinkish red in his silver hair, like the petals of early spring.

"15 minutes." Xia Mixun murmured, "Ling Ying told me that you have been on the trending searches for several days after the broadcast of "Looking for Traces". Everyone must think that you fight fast. So it's very powerful."

Shang Lai smiled slightly, "You are right."

He smiled standardly, but the smile was not in his eyes, and his eyes dimmed a bit.As long as Xia Mixun has so many nerves, even if the steel cable is so thick, he should be aware of the imminent danger, but it's a pity that he didn't grow any at all, and he was just like a grumpy old man, pointing at the "story book" to pick thorns Pick a disease.

"I'll ask Lang Ying to sell it on the salted fish later on." Xia Mixun finished summarizing angrily, and a golden idea suddenly popped up in his little head, "You said that if we both sign a name on it, Is it worth more?"

He glanced sideways at Shang Lai, just in time to meet those dark eyes.The pupils are like lacquer ink that can't be melted, and can't reflect anything, only oneself, reflected into a little white star.

Xia Mixun held his breath slightly, only then did he realize that Shang Lai had been looking at him all the time, his vision was good for a moment, and he was extremely focused.

"Is the deity's face strange?"

Shang Lai finally looked away.

"Do not."

However, no matter what, he couldn't connect Xia Mixun in front of him with the shadow projected in his heart.

The shadow that kept crying and apologizing.

The former made him feel a dull pain in his chest for no reason, while the latter scratched his heart with a kind of hateful cuteness.

The hot and smoky summer wind outside the window seemed to have completely froze.Small waves began to appear in the narrow space they were in.The scene in front of me, like the surface of the water being blown up, is fragmented and intertwined, and they begin to penetrate each other.

The big gilt characters on the cover are gradually seeping out a strange light, quickly filling the field of vision.

Xia Mixun's consciousness was blurred for a moment, and the golden light receded like a tide as he looked up and down.When he regained his consciousness, he realized that the surrounding environment had completely changed, it was still that cramped small rented house.

The dome hangs high, the flower windows are magnificent, and the dark stone walls are reflected by the huge candlesticks, forming an ancient and gorgeous church atrium.

"What's going on...!" Xia Mixun moved, and the tingling pain of being restrained spread all over his body. "Damn it...!!!" He lowered his head and couldn't help screaming.

I saw that my whole body was covered with green and colorful rose vines. Those vines looked thin and soft, but they were full of strength, like ropes embedded in the flesh, tightly binding him to the cross in the center of the altar.

Wait, why is this scene so inexplicably familiar? ? ?

In the air, the special effects version of the movie flew over a line of golden characters: The Altar of the Fallen~The Rondo of Love, Desire and Sin~

Xia Mixun: Grass! (a plant)

He thought of Lang Ying recently downloaded a strange software with a green icon, and read the novels in it day and night, laughing while reading, writhing on the ground while laughing.A few times he sneaked a few glances, as if the subject matter was similar to the "Blood Moon" he filmed.

...So what do I call my current situation... Oh, wearing a book!It's still fresh to wear by yourself.

Wait, isn't there a protagonist in this book...?

What about Shang Lai?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a dark and tall figure slowly walking towards me at the end of the dark and deep corridor, every move I made was full of solemnity, as if he had really become the character in the book. The ruthless and forbidden priest is preparing to severely punish the silver-haired vampire who tried to trick him into betraying his faith and falling into the abyss of love, lust and sin.

Xia Mixun grinned, amused.Yo hey, the demo is quite entertaining!

"This deity is here! Hurry up and save me~!"

Shang Lai ignored him, and continued to walk like a male supermodel in the show, walking briskly.He stepped onto the altar gracefully, stood facing Xia Mixun, then raised a shiny silver cross, and "slapped" it on Xia Mixun's shiny forehead.

"Crazy, why are you doing this again!" Xia Mixun was furious.

But Shang Lai didn't respond.The cold cross slowly moved downstream, passed between the eyebrows, along the line of the bridge of the nose, and finally stopped on the slightly parted pale lips.The delicate lips were rubbed by the top of the cross, and they soon turned bright red.

"You're out of your mind, don't you know the deity?" Xia Mixun twisted his head, trying to avoid the pursuit of the cross.

"How could it be?" Shang Lai's voice was extremely cold, "A fallen creature who lives on blood and turns his back on the light."

"Who the hell are you scolding?" Xia Mixun rolled his big eyes, "This deity has almost warned you, even if you are addicted to acting. Put this deity down quickly."

"Let you go? How is that possible." Shang Lai sneered.His eyebrows and eyeballs are thick black, like black mist pressing down heavily, very oppressive. "Grandma, you are the one who threw yourself into the trap tonight."

Xia Mixun's back trembled, and suddenly thought of a very fucking possibility——

Shang Lai didn't wear it, did he?

The guy in front of me is the priest in the original book, right?

Aren't you going to be cold?According to the direction of the original book, the vampire is powerless to fight back!Although many scenes and methods have been switched, the direction of each battle is always "the vampire is stubborn, the vampire is beaten, the vampire is crying and begging for mercy, and the vampire's pupils are out of focus".

Conscience of heaven and earth, he doesn't want to become a "rock skin doll" at all!

How to do?

Beads of sweat began to emerge from Xia Mixun's forehead.

Fierce abuse of the public, danger!