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

Cold sweat broke out on Song Nan's forehead.

He couldn't stop trembling. His body was too fragile and was overloaded. He would soon collapse like a building block.

Song Nan frowned and couldn't wait any longer.As the priest said, the result is to absorb all the dark energy in the shrine. Instead of waiting for death to come bit by bit, it is better to be rough...

Maybe he is lucky enough to inspire some hidden skills that can stabilize this energy?

Song Nan thought about it and stopped struggling. He recalled the beautiful life with the housekeeper and felt a little unwilling to do so - after all, it was better not to be too active in doing tasks. Why not just lie down and enjoy it for a while?

He gritted his teeth, held the stone pillar with both hands, forced the huge energy into his body, exploded with astonishing power, and pulled out the stone pillar in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

Terrifying and astonishing dark energy sprang out from the nail hole under the stone pillar, instantly filling the entire shrine. Then, as if they had found something extremely attractive to them, they all poured into Song Nan's body.

The sky above suddenly returned to calm, and the shrine seemed to have lost its function. It withered instantly and stood in place in an old state, looking extremely vicissitudes of life.

Song Nan opened his mouth and screamed silently, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling backwards.

"Meow!"

Gabuchel ran quickly from a distance, but fortunately, he caught his limp body at the last second.

The magician and the butler also appeared in an instant. Feeling the lingering aura in the pavilion, one squatted down to check Song Nan's condition, and the other released terrifying pressure and exerted it on the priest, forcing him to kneel on the ground and complain in fear. about what's happening here.

However, Song Nan could no longer hear what the priest said specifically.

His vision went dark and he passed out completely.

[Ding——The Divine Familiar has been automatically activated, is eliminating the negative effects, and begins to integrate the power of darkness...]

……

Song Nan frowned, feeling that his whole body was dark and oppressive.

"Crash~"

The sound of the chain sliding gently hit his ears, and a cold touch wrapped around his arm, pulling it down quickly.

Song Nan woke up suddenly, his heart was pounding and he was terrified.His pupils were slightly dilated and he stared blankly ahead.

"count?"

"sweetheart……"

"Meow~"

"grown ups!"

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to look at the people around him. He tilted his head in confusion and asked in a daze, "What's wrong with me?"

His body trembled and he hugged himself: "It's so cold..."

The butler tucked the corner of his quilt for him, while the magician picked up the collar of the priest beside him and said with a kind smile: "Why does he feel this way?"

The priest was shocked, raised his hands, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and responded tremblingly: "Sir, you must have absorbed too much dark energy at once, and your body was unable to accept all the energy for a while, so your body became weaker..."

"Just tell me I'm cold." Song Nan puffed up her cheeks and muttered softly.

The housekeeper frowned and grabbed his hand, and sure enough he felt a chill that invaded his bone marrow.He paused and looked solemn: "Why is it so cold?"

Song Nan curled her fingertips slightly and held his hand, feeling a trace of warmth coming from his palm.

He was stunned, a little incredulous.In the past, he was the only one who felt their hands were cold, but this was the first time he felt they were as hot as a volcano.

and many more……

Song Nan was stiff all over. His body temperature had already exceeded the minimum threshold for human survival, right?

He opened his eyes wide and held on to the housekeeper, his cheeks were red and his eyes were filled with tears: "Si Bai, am I dead? This body temperature cannot be seen by a living human being, right?"

The butler frowned and said seriously: "After a human dies, the body no longer has a constant temperature and will change according to the ambient temperature. However, your current body temperature is colder than room temperature..."

The priest looked at the increasingly heavy atmosphere, scratched his head, and sneered: "Actually, it's just that you can't absorb too much dark energy. He should have been directly swallowed by the energy, exploded and died, or become a fallen person, losing consciousness and Body control…

For some unknown reason, the energy in the adult's body is trapped in his body. It is absorbed bit by bit over time, and the body temperature drops due to this. Once the energy is absorbed, it will return to its original state. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler, the magician and Gabchel immediately turned their heads and stared at him with unconcealable anger in their eyes.

They didn't expect that just a few minutes after leaving Song Nan, he would wander between life and death!

The priest's scalp was numb, and he almost fell to the ground with his hands raised: "Sir! Your Majesty! I know how to speed up the absorption!"

The magician's cane swung, and the bottom pierced his shoulder, pinning him to the wall.

His golden eyes were dark and his tone was cold: "Say."

The priest broke out in cold sweat, swallowed unconsciously, and did not even dare to cry out in pain. He could only say with a trembling voice: "Destroy another altar, and let the dark energy in the altar transform your body again. As long as the body The intensity increases and the absorption speed can also be accelerated.”

Song Nan frowned, not very willing to come into contact with dark energy: "Is there any other way?"

The priest shook his head: "No. If you choose to absorb it on your own, with your current body strength, I'm afraid it will take ten years to absorb it."

"..." Song Nan was silent, not expecting that his physical fitness was so poor.

The butler reached out and patted his head: "Earl, we will take you to the altar. Next time you destroy the altar, we will help you sort out the energy and absorb the energy at a speed you can bear."

Song Nan was extremely depressed.Does he have to embark on a journey to become a brave man who destroys the evil stronghold?

The housekeeper smiled slightly, picked up Song Nan, caressed his back, and said gently: "It's not uncomfortable, I'll take you to the town to play."

Song Nan hugged his neck and responded in a muffled voice. At the same time, she secretly swore that she would definitely follow a reliable NPC in the next world!You must never carry out missions without authorization again. What if this happens again?

He must hug the NPC's thigh. If the NPC says to go east, he will never go west! If the npc says to open his mouth, he will never shut up and refuse him!

Song Nan rubbed the butler's neck pitifully, like a deeply injured little animal clinging to its owner. The degree of dependence made the magician and Gabuchel jealous. From this, they looked at the priest. It's getting worse.

The magician took out his cane and picked up the priest's collar, with a dark and warm smile: "Where is the next altar?"

The priest's body was stiff and he did not dare to move. He timidly said: "In the country of elves. But the country of elves cannot be entered easily. You need to get a pass from the human kingdom..."

When the magician heard this, he let go of him, looked down at his painful expression, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Pass? What a coincidence, we have it."

The priest was surprised, and then he remembered their identities and understood.

When he saw the magician turn around and walk towards the door, he climbed up and followed him.

The magician glanced at him and said: "You have two choices. One is to follow me to the Elf Forest to survey the strength of the elves. The other is to follow Sweetie and deal with those rats who overestimate their capabilities."

The corner of the priest's mouth twitched, and he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You are the crazy...strong one who provoked the mayor and beat him up?"

The magician paused and stroked his chin: "If you are talking about the ant that likes to sleep, then it was indeed me."

The "j" under his eyes suddenly turned from black to crimson.He curled his lips surly and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I just wanted to say hello and chat with him, but who knew that when he saw me appearing in the room, he directly regarded me as an intruder and insisted on fighting with me. Take action."

The magician raised his hand, as if grabbing someone's shoulder, and danced with him in the corridor: "Da, da da... da, da da..."

He returned to the priest, spun around in place, retracted his hand, bowed, and saluted him gracefully.

The magician raised his head, grinned with a wicked smile, and narrowed his eyes in retrospect: "I have to say, he is quite strong, he can last under my hand for 30 seconds~"

"..." The priest shut his mouth and lowered his head, not daring to look at him. He tried his best to ignore his strange behavior, for fear that he would not be able to hold back his words.

'The mayor was taking a lunch break, and you suddenly appeared next to the bed. Everyone would regard you as an assassin... Also, the way you dance with the air, although very beautiful, looks like you are crazy!It’s even scarier, okay! '