The Myth Returns: I Obtained the Bloodline of the Candle Dragon

Lingwu Empire, Kyoto, Headquarters of the Anti-Monster Division.

It was late at night, but the room was very bright.

There is a mahogany lamp base on the desk. The top of the base is divided into three branches. The three branches are surrounded by a triangle. A candle is burning on each branch. The light blooms quietly like three bright mountain peaks, scattering the light in the room. of darkness.

The room is filled with the aroma of agarwood, which makes people feel relaxed and drowsy at this time.

Fortunately, the owner sitting behind the desk does not need to sleep. He is in a classical room in modern society, holding an ancient book in his hand. The sound of turning the pages makes the room seem quieter.

It also made the person standing in front of the desk even more confused. He didn't know if there was something wrong with his report and why the adult didn't give feedback.

You have done a good job in this matter. Just wait for the results. The previous adapters have failed and they cannot control it. We need new attempts.

The man sitting on the wooden chair finally spoke. As he looked forward, the light of the three candles became brighter, so bright that the person across the table could not see his face clearly.

The commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Department, the person whose strength in the Lingwu Empire is second only to the Saint!

Sir...is this a little cruel?

As a confidant of the commander-in-chief, Chen Xiao hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak.

cruel?

The commander-in-chief seemed to be asking rhetorically, but also seemed to be asking himself. Then he smiled and said, A saint helps the world but not others.

Bai Bing is a good young talent. She has the potential to become a master in the Divine Sky Realm. It's really a bit...

Chen Xiao is the governor of the Anti-Monster Division, and he often pays attention to the situation of the newcomers below. Bai Bing is indeed a gifted supernatural being. At the age of only twenty-four, he has reached the end of his road to the blind (gǔ). As the spiritual energy recovery speeds up, his future achievements may be no less than his.

The commander-in-chief closed the book in his hand and looked through the candlelight as if looking towards the future, The darkest era is coming. What we need is not the realm of the gods, but new saints, even those who are there. existence.

The fraudster?

Chen Xiao was not very optimistic about Su Lin. The 'adapters' found by the Monster Hunting Division were all one-in-a-million geniuses of supernatural beings. As far as he knew, although Su Lin was smart, he was a real mortal. , and may not even have the talent of a supernatural being.

Maybe it's him, maybe it's not him. I'm overthinking the matter of adaptation. It probably really depends on fate. For us to forcefully use ancient relics on young people is not what He wants. It's a matter of the adapter and A two-way choice between Him.”

The commander-in-chief shook his head and sighed, then waved his hand, The night meeting is very long, go down and rest.

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The night wind rustled the poplar trees, and the night crows chirped from time to time. The moon was dark and the wind was high, it was indeed a murderous night.

Su Lin was mysteriously taken to a wooden house by Ren Dazhuang. The other party just opened the door a crack and let him in.

To be honest, he felt that if he were on a horror set, he would have screamed as soon as he opened the door and entered according to the normal routine.

He looked around, hoping to find Bai Bing who promised to follow him closely, but he couldn't find it. So under Ren Dazhuang's suspicious eyes, he carefully approached the crack of the door to look, ready to jump back at any time.

As a result, his expression became weird at first glance, because it was really what he had imagined in the first place.

Candles were lit in the four corners of the wooden house, illuminating the central area. The ground was covered with soft mattresses, and a naked woman was lying there. It was Ren Meier whom he had seen in the evening.

Ren Meier's curves are graceful, and her skin seems to be dyed with a layer of golden brilliance under the candlelight. There is also a faint smell of shower gel floating in the air, and the few drops of water in the light golden luster are probably sweat. It is still a mountain spring that is still wet after bathing.

As if she noticed someone looking at her through the crack in the door, Ren Meier put one hand on the ground, her soft curves straightened up a bit, and turned her head to look at Su Lin outside the door, with a trace of blush on her face, brows and eyes, and a straight face. It's so tender and tender that you can pick it.

Is this an event?

Su Lin turned his head to look at Ren Dazhuang, but found that the other person had already walked towards his home with a flashlight, and shouted softly in the wind, Brother Su, come back soon after you are done.

Su Lin was a little embarrassed. To be honest, he was not a gentleman, but even if he posted sexy pictures in his skirt, he wouldn't be so big-hearted as to mess around in such a weird place.

He circled around the wooden house. No one else was there. The villagers seemed to have rested. In this dark environment, only the paper windows of the small wooden house revealed the light of candlelight.

Bai Bing, who was secretly protecting Su Lin, obviously understood what kind of activity this was. He spat in the direction of Su Lin and whispered: Dirty!

In fact, Su Lin didn't think there was anything obscene about this kind of thing. Well, he was not referring to a single yin and yang sexual intercourse, but a traditional activity in Wuji Village.

After entering the village, he discovered that the population in the village was small, and the number of men and women was not evenly balanced, and most of them were middle-aged and elderly people.

He has studied some folk customs. In some extremely remote small villages, because they are basically isolated from the outside world, they have been marrying each other for generations. In the end, the phenomenon of consanguineous marriage is extremely serious. Due to the limitation of medical level, the population has always been Can't go up.

Therefore, whenever outsiders come here, they are very enthusiastic and invite them to conduct 'breeding', with the intention of retaining foreign genes and improving the population situation in the village.

It’s no wonder that the two missing travel company employees were so happy here two days ago that they praised this mountain range during their report. Their co-authorship was ‘tested’.

But if you use this to test the investigators of the Demon Hunting Department, are you being too hasty?

The evening breeze in the mountains in early summer was a bit cool. Su Lin wrapped his windbreaker with his right hand, actually secretly transferring the silver killer to his lower body.

At the same time, he made a gesture with the back of his left hand, meaning to ask Bai Bing to get closer to prevent emergencies. Then he opened the door and walked in openly.

Bai Bing spat in secret, thinking that this damn liar wants me to watch over him when he wants to do something! ?

But she cursed in her heart, and moved her body anyway, and walked around to the side and rear of the wooden house. There were windows there, and she could break in at any time if there was an abnormal situation.

Inside the house, Su Lin took off his windbreaker as soon as he entered the door, making Bai Bing outside the window feel that he might have to wash his eyes after tonight.

Ren Meier's eyes flashed, her face was red, and the thin sheet was placed on her body. She crawled forward, crawling in front of Su Lin, and looked at Su Lin from bottom to top, Brother, it's late at night. Let’s rest.”

As she raised her upper body with support, the back sheet slid along her curves to her waist.

As she said that, she raised her hand lightly, her face was shy, but she kept moving, and actually touched Su Lin's waist directly.

The pigeons should be good at cocktail (defense).

Ren Meier seemed a little surprised, and there seemed to be joy in her eyebrows.

Su Lin looked at this woman condescendingly. Of course he was so hard and majestic, because what Ren Meier touched was not his second brother.

But the Silver Killer.