Raid that snake spirit disease

It was the coercion that had always been lingering in the castle, and Yi Canglang fully believed that the maid would show her fangs and bite off the neck of the illegitimate son of him who was freed to live in others, and then fled back to Torredo's house to throw the blame wildly.

However, there was no evidence, the loyal maid could only faintly look at the daring illegitimate child in front of her with a chuckle, lifted her complicated skirt and walked towards the door.

Cangcang: The description of the action of lifting the skirt can be omitted in the future.

On the other side, after serving the refreshments, the waiter expected that the two of them would not dare to really be presumptuous here, so they moved quickly, and even a black afterimage appeared behind them, but within a few breaths, they appeared outside a room on the second floor.

Thinking of the people inside, the waiter couldn't help but take a deep breath, and after being mentally prepared, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Inside the house is an open space that will surprise first-time visitors. The surprisingly large room is blocked from daylight by huge thick dark red velvet curtains, and the bright light of the crystal lamp refracts and projects fragmentary white light.

The waiter's eyes were inevitably drawn to the man standing in front of the eerie statue holding the silver holy cross.No way, the bright white and gold-encrusted holy robe and the gleaming cross are probably not a symbol of happiness for any blood race.

The monk, with his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, seemed not to be moved by his visit, and continued his blessing ceremony calmly, pouring out beautiful and clear syllables.

However, no matter what, the vampires knew very well that the strange god that this holy priest was piously facing was not the so-called God of Light worshiped by humans, but an evil god carved out of the portrait of Cain, the legendary patriarch of the vampires in the presbytery.This scene seemed too ridiculous.Thinking of this, the blood race couldn't help but raise the corners of its mouth slightly.

The next moment, the blood race shuddered, and the terrifying coercion descended suddenly. He even heard the sound of his own blood freezing and bones moaning.

This terrifying coercion came from another person in this room.Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, sitting lazily opposite the monk, holding a glass of bright red wine in his hand.

He's in the dark, but once you notice him, it's hard to look away.Like a master who is born to control the darkness, elegant and dignified, with smiling eyebrows, he enjoys the monk's "pious performance" leisurely, but does not hide the rich blood emanating from his wine glass.

The waiter's scalp was numb, and only then did he realize what he had done.And at this time, the terrifying coercion receded as quickly as when it came.

Even if it's short, it's thrilling enough.Regardless of his negligence, the waiter resisted the urge to kneel and tremble before coming to him, and whispered that Catherine and her party had arrived and were waiting for him in the reception room.

Even though he suppressed himself strongly, there was still some trembling in his voice.

When his voice sounded, the originally strangely balanced atmosphere was also broken, and there was an indiscernible pause in the calm monk's voice.

Grandpa Klaus blinked and stood up.Following that, the monk's blessing voice could not help but lowered.Yasa? Iser looked up, and saw that young and handsome duke who was not like a real person stood in front of the altar at some point, staring at him with deep eyes, with no trace of anger on his face.

The cold and aloof abbot frowned, and simply ended this absurd, inexplicable, and even humiliating prayer.

Klaus hummed and raised his eyebrows: "Why stop."

"The blessing has been completed, and God the Father will bless his people." Although he was upset, Yasa subconsciously held his breath when he opened his mouth.

This comes from the primitive vigilance of creatures, and it is a natural nervousness when facing too powerful a threat.

Klaus took another step forward until the distance between the two of them was so close that the safe distance was exceeded. He stared at the young man in front of him with a mixture of scrutiny and suspicion, until Yasa panicked.

"It's interesting, Your Excellency the pious dean." Klaus leaned closer to Yasa, so close that Yasa even smelled the weird mixed smell of blood and sweetness on his body.

They were a little too close.It was difficult for Yasa, who was trying to hold on to complete a blessing ceremony in a strange atmosphere, to concentrate. For a moment, he even felt that this weird and weird nobleman was about to kiss him.

The Vampire's Little Wife (3)

No, what are you kissing, I am a straight straight man, what am I thinking about?It must have been influenced by this pretentious man full of monsters!Yasa Izel was startled in horror.

"It is said that in this City of Light, I am the most terrifying existence, what do you think?"

Just when Yasa? Izel suspected that he had met the legendary gay man, the duke with a different style of painting suddenly spoke.

It turns out that you also know that you are scary, but you asked me what I wanted to do, let me tell you that yes, you can scare people to death?And knowing that I am terrible, why do you still sit there and watch me dance to the master for hours, isn't it boring?Do you know that your face is as lethal as a nuclear weapon and it is still in front of me for a few hours. Are you responsible for bending me?Also, the direction of this dialogue is becoming more and more subtle.

Yasa was a bit speechless, but thinking of the horror of the main god, the reincarnation who had experienced the novice world forced himself to speak nonsense: "It is scary enough to control the city of light."

"Then are you afraid of me?"

This is simply a standard routine, and Yasa must be thinking: "Why can the city lord make me afraid?"

Small sample, if you talk about pretending to be aggressive, you will still be cowardly?I have known for a long time that the main line of this world is blood races. Looking at your dark room, I know that you are probably a blood race, let alone a blood race. There is nothing in the world of reincarnation. I have seen such bugs as the main god!

However, Yasa, who was waiting for the vampire to be "intrigued by his own success", did not get his script as expected.

The brows of the aristocrat, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly lost interest:

"No, you are afraid of me."

Just as Yasa was about to argue, the capricious Klaus said impatiently, "Forget it, you, send him back." After speaking, he left the room without looking back, leaving Yasa alone in a daze Forced to stand still.

So... what happened?What about the unruly heroes and the pity of heroes?Even if there is no sympathy, even if you want to play "High Leng Sacrificial Priest, you successfully attracted my attention", I can barely cooperate with you for the task!

Klaus didn't want to cooperate with him. Although he had an inexplicable feeling when he saw the face of Yasa Izel, it was nothing more than that.

"Catherine." A vague image appeared in Klaus's mind, and the heart that had been disappointed once again flooded with dullness, and he said to himself, "Forget it, let's go see it as agreed Check it out."

However, there is only one maid of lower blood in the so-called reception room.

Yasa? Iser packed up his things, and as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a leisurely and slender figure walking towards him in the corridor.With just one glance, his eyes were straightened and his heart was shaken.

The girl in front of her had a smile on her mouth, her eyebrows were picturesque, like a dewy rose under the moonlight, she was unparalleled in beauty, and she had a mysterious and noble temperament on her body.

It turned out that it wasn't about being gay, but about being a goddess!At this moment, Yasa's heart was beating like a drum, his mouth was dry, and a strange feeling came to his heart, and his heart suddenly became clear. He knew that the girl in front of him was the real reason why he received this mission.

Seeing the other party approaching step by step, Yasa became more and more nervous, swallowed, and forcefully said to the other party: "This little..."

However, she didn't realize it, and walked straight in front of Jasar.Yasa was disappointed, but saw her stop without turning her head, and said in a low voice:

"Do you know why you failed?"

"What do you mean?" Yasa asked subconsciously as the smile froze in half.

"The momentary pause when chanting is enough to reveal your inattention. If I were you, I wouldn't try to deal with Klaus by playing word games." After a pause, "she" chuckled meaningfully , "He is not the ordinary nobleman you think."

I know that he is actually a vampire, probably suspected of being gay.

No, this is not the main problem, the most important thing is, are all the people here with this wonderful style of painting?Obviously, the subject, predicate and object of every sentence are quite normal, why does it sound like B?

Of course, even if the cute girl pretends to be deep, she still has a special style. Yasa, who has her own filter, wants to have a more in-depth communication with this eye-catching girl, but I don’t see how she walks. Yes, the seemingly unhappy footsteps disappeared around the corner in an instant.

shrink into an inch?Or is it extremely fast?

A gust of wind blew past from nowhere, cooling down the dizzy brain. Yasa stared blankly at the empty corridor, and then felt the chill on the back of her neck belatedly:

That's right, this is a vampire world after all, and it still has a high risk factor.

Not to mention whether the pain when hitting the street in the small world will directly affect the body, if you accidentally hit the street, then the mission of the main god will be hopeless.The small world is a small matter, and the task fails-one failure deducts millions of points, and once the points are negative, it is really?

The "mysterious woman" Yi Canglang felt that her behavior of going to the corner to listen to the wall was completely "upright", "reasonable", "reasonable and legal".However, although I have done enough psychological construction, I am still a little timid when I really go to listen to the corner-if I am not counseled, I will not squat in the corner.without