My vest is full of bosses

In the narrow private room, Bai Xuan sighed, Mu Xinyu looked at him vigilantly, his nose trembling uncontrollably.

He looked at her.

"Actually, your flaws were too big from the very beginning. Not only me, but even Yan Yao and Bai Qingge were aware of it. They clearly knew that their abilities were so weak, so why did you follow along? Didn't you think we would doubt you?"

Wen Man's eyes lit up when she heard the words, as if there were stars in her shining eyes, she looked at Mu Xinyu. "Mu Clover, are you doing it for me? I knew you wouldn't hurt me."

Bai Xuan and Wen Man's words seemed to hit Mu Xinyu's heart heavily, she lowered her head, but her fingers holding the purse became more and more forceful.

Wen Man stared at her, "Speak up, Mu Mu, as long as you are willing to say it, I will believe you."

Bai Xuan felt that the girl might not have any malicious intentions, because she said, "You are all the sacrifices of my king." The purpose was revealed so thoroughly that she seemed so stupid and pitiful, rather than accidentally revealing it. , It would be better to say that she let them know on purpose.

Mu Xinyu covered her face with one hand, so she couldn't see the expression on her face, only heard a low voice coming out from between her fingers.

"I didn't want to be like this, but I didn't expect that the sacrifice this time would be my good friend."

"My name is indeed Mu Mu. A year ago, I was the same as an ordinary person, no difference, until one day, I grew two sharp fangs, and my eyes became red."

She took the hand off her face, revealing a pale face, a pair of scarlet pupils, and two sharp fangs exposed outside the blood-red lips, reflecting a dazzling cold light under the light.

"I'm scared."

"My father told me with a sigh that my mother, whom I had never met since I was a child, was a vampire. She loved me very much, but she died in a battle with humans. My world collapsed. I was a child. They all lived as humans, and I woke up when I was 20 years old."

"And those so-called "clan members" of mine came to the door. While they looked down on me as a mixed race, they used my blood to pressure me and wanted me to do things for them. The mixed race knew less inside information, and I also I only know that they are looking for a large number of sacrifices to resurrect the king of the blood clan."

"So when I found out that they were targeting Manman this time, I followed suit."

The vampire in the legend quietly narrates his own story.

There was silence in the private room.

Wen Man was stunned for a second, warm tears welled up in her eyes, she opened her lips and then closed them again, she took a step forward, and rushed towards Mu Xinyu, Mu Xinyu was in a hurry, she froze Clutching the waist of the person in front of him, the clothes in front of him were wet with tears, Mu Xinyu put down his hands helplessly.

"Actually, it's not just for Manman's sake. Maybe my conscience is still there. I always thought that I was a human, not a vampire."

In fact, Yan Yao has always believed that "people who are not my race must have a different heart." Even though there are many other races in the alliance, he also thinks the same way, but in the current atmosphere, he can't say anything malicious. Just feel a little at a loss about my own cognition.

Not to mention Gan Lesheng, who accidentally killed his partner because of the devil's tricks. His hatred for the dark race reached its peak early in the last mission.He wouldn't believe any of this vampire's nonsense.

Gan Lesheng bit the tip of his tongue vigorously, and he didn't calm down until he tasted the rust in his mouth. He looked at Mu Xinyu with ice-cold eyes, as if there was a bottomless abyss in his eyes.

"I don't believe you, monsters are always deceiving."

Bai Xuan crossed his arms and leaned against the wall lightly. The memory of the Archangel thousands of years ago seemed to gradually emerge in his mind following the dispute in front of him.

He had seen the originator of vampires - Cain.

Archangel Michael is the most powerful angel besides the previous Archangel. After his boss defected from heaven, he hated humans and dark creatures.

He always wondered, if human beings had not been created, would Lucy not be bewitched by darkness because of God's partiality.

After all, that was once the most dazzling "star" in heaven.

And he saw Cain, who was expelled by God, the sinner who killed his own brother, beside Satan who changed his name to Lucifer in the war between demons and angels after Lucifer's defection thousands of years ago.

The current Gan Lesheng is really like the archangel in memory, hating all dark creatures, the difference is that the archangel also hates humans, saying that angels are the most kind and holy race in the world, but never thought about angels Also heart.

Michael once wanted to fall with Lucifer, but he was unable to succeed from the beginning to the end. His destiny was to replace Lucifer and become the next Archangel, which was stipulated by the laws of heaven.When he prevented Lucy from crusading against God, God descended on Michael and personally drove the former dawn star into hell.

No one asked Michael if he was willing, as if he deliberately let God come down and deliberately sent Lucy to hell, so he became a traitor in the eyes of those partners who followed Lucy to hell.

He was full of resentment, hated the fallen Lucifer, hated the eccentric God, hated human beings, hated demons, hated everything in the world.Even though his heart is full of darkness, his wings are still as white as the first snow.

until--

In the final battle between angels and demons, he fought with the former "star" of heaven and now "Satan" of hell. His fiery red sword pierced Satan's chest, and the feathers on his pure black six wings fluttered on the sky. On his snow-white face, the silver-haired demon who was about to die showed a happy smile.

"Michael, this is fate. Satan will die, and God will die too."

"I'm tired, you can sleep with me—"

Puchi-

A piece of inconspicuous black feather stuck straight into his heart, and a smear of bright red blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the blond seraph. He looked blankly into the void, and there were many angels and other creatures in his ears. Calling and crying.

The sky was clear and blue, clean and beautiful. He stretched out his hand to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything. He could only slowly close those intoxicating wine red eyes.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Bai Xuan covered his forehead, and suddenly grabbed Gan Lesheng's arm forcefully, seeing him turn his head to look at him.

"Don't let hatred overwhelm you."

Just like the Archangel who used to be, he didn't know what he hated until he died, maybe it was his partner who betrayed heaven, or maybe it was himself who would never fall.

Gan Lesheng seemed to see a figure with blond hair and red eyes in those serious black eyes, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be just an illusion.

He tore away Bai Xuan's hand that was holding onto his arm, of course he knew that his state was not normal, he was already a little crazy.

When he didn't become a supernatural being, he was just an ordinary dandy rich second generation. He didn't find the meaning of his existence until he became a supernatural being. Fear has always been with him like the omnipresent air, like a shadow.

Gan Lesheng lowered his head in frustration.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm not in the right state, I shouldn't bring in personal emotions, but I'm still your senior."

"Excuse me, now may not be the time to argue." Bai Qingge said suddenly, "This private room has moved."

Everyone followed his gaze.

On the original snow-white wall, round bloody fleshy balls covered with veins, slippery and sticky suddenly rose up, wriggling and rolling up and down, and we could faintly see faces crying in pain.

"Ugh..." Wen Man and Wang Chengyang were the first to vomit.

The others were quite calm, but their expressions were still not very good.

Yan Yao adjusted his glasses, "What is that, is this room alive?"

Mu Xinyu had a pretty face coldly.

"Those are offerings that are being converted into energy."

"How many sacrifices are there?" Bai Xuan frowned.

Mu Xinyu shook his head, "I don't know, I only know that there are many, many people who have been arrested from all over the world. Although the internal strength of the blood clan is not outstanding, they seem to have a secret weapon that can easily find qualified sacrifices, and captivate their spirits so that they will step into the altar voluntarily."

Secret weapon?

Bai Xuan sniffed the strong smell of blood in his breath, as well as the familiar but faint devilish aura in his soul.

A remnant of Cain?

I whispered "Are you my brother?" in his ear before, but now that I know who it is, I want to beat him to death even more.

Seeing that he seemed to say something softly, Bai Qingge, who was standing beside him at some point, asked worriedly. "Are you OK?"

Bai Xuan shook his head, "It's fine."

He always felt that Bai Qingge had noticed something, but he couldn't admit it for the time being, at least he had to wait for many things to be resolved satisfactorily.

There was too much danger around him.

It is not even known who exactly sent the letter to my brother.

Bai Xuan's eyes darkened.

In a dark and gloomy corridor.

Sylph walked alone to the door of the private room where the main body disappeared. He stopped at the door and closed his eyes. His mental power was like a wide and dense network to explore the situation inside.

He had to figure out whether the inside of this private room and this place belonged to the same space.

There was a large wooden table in the private room, and there was nothing on it. The chairs and drinks were still placed beside the table, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Opened those green pupils like a forest.

He opened the door of the room.

The inside is very clean and very quiet, the silence is terrifying, as if even a needle falling on the ground can be heard clearly.

His white jade-like pointed ears trembled slightly, as if he heard something.

The hand that was as clean as a work of art abruptly grasped in one direction.

found it.

Entrance to the altar.