Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

The two heads started arguing.

The past was relatively stable and felt that the three of them were no match for Lucilla and should run away immediately.

The future was relatively crazy. He thought they should try their best to turn the bicycle into a motorcycle.

As long as they ate the girl, they could evolve again.

He Shang was annoyed by the two heads arguing.

"Stop arguing! Act on the situation!"

Finally, when he made a decision, the two heads stopped arguing.

A hint of madness flashed in the depths of He Shang's eyes.

He felt that what the future said made more sense.

Although there was a great risk in doing so, if the bet was right, the benefits would be absolutely amazing.

The past said with some worry.

"Now, don't be influenced by the future."

"The future is a madman. If you are influenced by him, you will become a madman like him."

The future said with disdain.

"With your timid appearance, how can you become a saint in the future?"

"Which saint is like you?"

At this moment.

Lucilla seemed to have finally thought of something.

She clenched one hand into a fist and smashed it into the palm of the other hand.

"Oh, I remember."

"You are the handsome boy named He Shang in the highest office of the prison keeper!"

Hearing the three words "handsome boy", the corners of He Shang's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

At this time, the believers kneeling beside He Shang looked at Lucilla with extremely hostile eyes.

The pastor spoke first, and he said with a crazy face.

"Little girl! Why don't you kneel when you see the Holy Lord?"

As he spoke, his expression changed rapidly, from crazy to worried.

This change took only a short second.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

"As long as you sincerely repent, the Holy Lord will definitely forgive your disrespect for Him."

"From now on, you only need to serve the Holy Lord and redeem your sins."

Hearing this, the future opened its mouth and spit out tentacles to gently stroke the head of the pastor.

"I love hearing that, hahaha!"

The priest was fanatical, and was about to speak again.

A glimmer flashed in Lucilla's scarlet eyes.

"You are just a commoner, and you dare to tease me, a noble, with words!"

She just waved her hand gently.

A blood line immediately appeared on the priest's neck.

Then his head slowly slid off his neck, and the broken end was unbelievably flat.

He Shang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Even he didn't see clearly what means the girl used.

The rest of the fanatical believers all looked at Lucilla with crazy eyes.

That look was as if they wanted to strip Lucilla naked and tear her alive.

Lucilla's eyes were cold, and she opened her mouth and said in a tone of judgment.

"Lowly commoners, your eyes make me feel sick, death penalty!"

After speaking, she waved her hand again.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The sound of heads falling to the ground was endless.

Heads rolled on the floor one by one, and even until death, the faces of those believers were still fanatical.

Lucila looked at He Shang.

"Handsome boy, no one can disturb us now."

As she said that, she stretched out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth lightly.

"Although I don't know how you suddenly became like this."

"But my instinct tells me that if I eat you, I can evolve again."

At this time, her expression was in embarrassment again.

"But, the chief asked me to take you back."

"Oh, what should I do?"

She seemed to be talking to herself.

But these words fell into He Shang's ears, as if humiliating.

Obviously, the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

In just a moment, the veins on his face bulged, and madness completely occupied his heart.

He vowed to tear the girl in front of him into pieces and put her into his stomach.

There will be the best place for her to repent.

Lucilla didn't seem to notice the change in He Shang's expression.

She suddenly clapped her hands.

"I have a way. I can eat your body."

"Then take your head to see the chief."

"In this case, He can't blame me, right?"

Hearing this, He Shang's expression began to twist.

Those bulging blue veins began to wriggle wildly, as if there was some terrifying creature under his skin.

"I hope you can still maintain your arrogance in my stomach!"

He Shang growled.

Under him, the slippery tentacles danced wildly and stretched towards Lucilla's direction.

Lucilla's eyes turned cold again.

"You lowly people, you actually want to touch me with your dirty body."

"Death sentence!"

After the voice fell, she gentlyHe snapped his fingers.

The tentacles that were squirming towards her broke instantly.

The fracture was very smooth.

He Shang looked incredulous.

Even now, he still couldn't see clearly how Lucilla did it.

At this moment, a beam of sunlight shone in through the glass window on the top of the church.

In an instant, all the shadows were dispelled.

Under the sunlight, a series of dim lights flashed in the church.

Those were dense silk threads, crisscrossing like a spider web.

Infinite silk threads reflecting metallic luster appeared out of thin air in the original shadows.

He Shang's eyes regained clarity for a short time.

"It turns out that it relies on these silk threads hidden in the shadows."

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Pride is the original sin, and your arrogance will become the hand that pulls you into the abyss."

After knowing the other party's means, He Shang instantly had a way to deal with it in his mind.

As expected, Lucilla's expression turned into astonishment.

She said in disbelief.

"How is it possible? I have clearly blocked the sunlight."

She covered her chest and took a few steps back.

The exquisite little leather boots made a "click-click" sound on the floor.

When He Shang saw her like this, he instantly realized that his guess was right.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

"Next, it's my turn."

"And you, go to my stomach and confess."

As he said this, the light crown behind his head shot out a scarlet light.

The head on his right shoulder laughed crazily.

"Hahaha! That's it."

"Eat this little girl, eat it! Hahaha!"

As if infected by the future, a hint of madness appeared on He Shang's face.

He raised his hand and made a flower-picking gesture.

The tentacles under him squirmed crazily again.

Those tentacles dragged him towards Lucilla's position quickly.

His body was twisting constantly, and he dodged the silk threads blocking his way one by one.

If he couldn't dodge, he would just rush in.

For a while, bloodstains appeared on his body.

Dark mucus flowed out from those wounds.

He Shang didn't care about this.

His wounds were also healing rapidly.

He was getting closer and closer to Lucilla.

At this time, Lucilla had retreated to the door of the church.

Suddenly, a weird smile appeared on her face.

Then she pinched the hem of her skirt, crossed her legs, and bent slightly to perform the lady's etiquette of a noble lady.

"Hehe, I lied to you!"