Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and when he reacted, his arm had been grabbed by the man. At the same time, the three people on the ground also broke away from the ropes, spread out, and surrounded him in the center.

Gabchel's hair trembled, and he bit the man's hand, forcing him to let go.

"Damn beast!"

The man swung his arm and hit the wall. Fortunately, Gabuchel let go in time and landed lightly on the ground. He then turned around and stretched out his sharp claws, no longer paying him any attention, and pounced on the other three people.

However, the three of them were spread too far apart. No matter how fast it was, it could only knock back two of them, but the other one had no time to resist the damage when he struck.

Song Nan frowned and dodged backwards. Unexpectedly, the man pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the abdomen, trying to make him submit obediently.

"Hey! Don't hurt him." The man in black robe shouted in panic.

The man sneered: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't die, you can be saved."

After saying that, he accelerated his stabbing.

Gabuchel's cat's pupils shrank suddenly, and a red electric current surged around his body. Then, his body suddenly grew larger, filling the entire alley, and hit the two of them. However, Song Nan had already retreated to the entrance of the alley, and the man was lucky enough to leave it. Large attack range.

"Meow!" It immediately raised its claws and struck the man, but the man rolled over and landed in front of Song Nan.

"Young master, it only hurts for a while, it will be quick."

Song Nan paused, looked at his distorted smile, stopped, raised his hands high, aimed at the position where he was charging, looked at the strike suddenly, and said lightly in his heart: 'The kiss of death. '

A red stream of light suddenly swept through the darkness in the alley. A figure flew out along the stream of light, and then split into two in mid-air and scattered on the ground.

Blood spurted out suddenly, dyeing the alley red in an instant, and the blood flowed into a river.

Song Nan threw away his hand, and the red shining sickle in his hand rested on the ground, making a muffled sound.

He raised his head and tilted his head with the sluggish two people. His soft hair slid to his cheeks, and his clear blue eyes made him look harmless...if you ignore the one who is one-third taller than him. If the sickle...

"Sorry, uncle, I accidentally used too much force~" Song Nan smiled slightly, looked at the pieces of meat broken in half on the ground, and covered his mouth with his hand in surprise, shouting exaggeratedly, "Ah! It turned into two halves. , what should I do? My uncle is dead, so it’s useless for me to apologize~ What a pity~"

The man in black robe glanced at the red scythe, and the aura emanating from it made him shudder uncontrollably, as if he was seeing the legendary God of Death coming to harvest his soul.

He swallowed and took a step back unconsciously: "Retreat."

The two black cloaks turned around one after another and ran to the other end of the alley.

Gabuchel bared his teeth and wanted to pursue him, but Song Nan was still standing here and he couldn't leave without permission.

Although he didn't know where Song Nan's weapon came from, and the aura on it made him wary, as long as there was a possibility of danger appearing again, it couldn't leave him too far.

Gabchel gradually shrank in size, shrinking to the size of a leopard. He walked up to him and nuzzled him with his head obediently: "Meow~"

Song Nan's body swayed, the sickle in his hand disappeared, and he fell straight backwards.

Gabuchel immediately stepped forward, caught his limp body, and lay on the ground. He put his furry paws on his chest, hugged him between his arms, and let him lie down in his fluffy hair to rest.

Song Nan lazily nestled in the fur, looking up at the sky helplessly.

He expected that he could only swing one blow, but he did not expect that after one blow, he would be exhausted and could not even lift his fingers.

'484, I'm so weak! (Lasagna Tears)'

{Master, you just need to sit quietly and be beautiful. }

The corner of Song Nan's mouth twitched, his eyelids were extremely heavy, his head was dizzy, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

'484, what happened to me? '

{Master, your body is too tired and has automatically entered sleep mode.Go to sleep, he has arrived. }

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The housekeeper put on his gloves and walked over. When he saw the sleeping boy with his eyes closed lying on Gabuchel's abdomen, he curled up his lips helplessly.

He knelt down, rubbed Gabuchel's head, and then gently picked up Song Nan: "Let's go to the hotel and wait for the count to wake up before taking the next step."

Gabchel swung his tail, dissatisfied with him for taking Song Nan away, but he didn't object. He swept away the blood that seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and swung his tail again impatiently, shrinking in size and returning to his original form. The size that could be held in both hands jumped up, landed on the butler's shoulders, and curled up into a ball.

The housekeeper frowned, a little unhappy, but remembering that it protected Song Nan, he acquiesced in his behavior, avoided the gushing blood, and walked to the hotel he had booked.

……

The housekeeper put Song Nan down and helped him take off his clothes skillfully and quickly, ensuring that he would sleep as comfortably as possible before tucking him into the bed, tucking the corner of the quilt, pinching Gabuchael who was balled up next to his cheek, and said with a smile. : "Come with me to do something."

As he spoke, he walked into the next room. His golden eyes looked down at the men in black robes and black cloaks who were tied to the ground and unable to move. He put down Gabuchel and waved his hand.

The black mist dispersed from his body and clung to every corner of the room, ensuring that all movements inside could not be transmitted. He walked to the seat by the window, made a pot of tea, and sat down, with a cat's paw on his sullen face. Yin, several people who were scratched and bitten by Gabuchel in retaliation smiled warmly: "Let's talk~"

……

Song Nan opened his eyes drowsily, feeling a lot more relaxed. He sat up slowly and noticed that his legs were empty. He immediately realized something and retracted the bed. He looked around with red cheeks. However, the room was the same as new, and there was nothing there. Not noticing it, I couldn't help but stare at the door angrily.

"Si Bai..."

The butler who was being tortured next door was shaken and showed a bright smile. Under the horrified gaze of the man in black robe, he took off his gloves, put on a new pair, and smiled slightly: "That's it for today. I’m going to see the one I love.”

He walked quickly to the door, turned around suddenly, and smiled warmly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I can hear you. Gabuchel, let's go."

Gabuchel gave a soft cry, jumped on his shoulder, and followed him out of the room.

The man in black robe was in a miserable state, with no scars on his body, but he felt as if he had been subjected to the most severe punishment, and he would have a mental breakdown and fall into a demonic barrier in the next second.

The man in the black cloak trembled and said stumblingly: "Why don't we just do it?"

Hearing this, the man in black robe was furious: "No! This year is 1 year. As long as we survive this year, everything will be over. We can't give up!"

"But that person is a devil, right?"

The man in black robe sneered: "Have we come into contact with too few demons? Once we catch that young master and offer him to the priest, the priest will be able to relax a little more."

The man in the black cloak was silent, then raised his head and smiled sinisterly: "Everything is for the priest, for the altar!"