One Hundred Ways of Living in the Infinite Flow of Charming Physique

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Manzhou took a step back and sat down cross-legged, intending to have a long talk.

Shu Muyun lowered her eyes and raised her legs to straddle him.

This time it was Qin Manzhou's turn to be dumbfounded. He reflexively hugged Shu Muyun's waist to prevent him from sitting still and falling: "Huh?"

"The fault is..." Shu Muyun looked down at him, the corners of his lips curled up, "The fault is that I didn't confess to you earlier."

If they had already confirmed their mutual intentions, why would such a drama come about?

Shu Muyun lowered his head, and kissed Qin Manzhou lightly on the lips: "You have preempted the confession, so let me do this first."

Qin Manzhou smiled lowly, he pushed Shu Muyun down, and gave him an oppressive embrace: "Then the next step, it's my turn again."

It's a pity that just as the ambiguous atmosphere was brewing, there was a roar from outside the window. Listening to the sound, the roaring beast was no longer small.

No matter how many winds, flowers, snows and moons are in front of his life, he has to stand back. Qin Manzhou raised his eyebrows suddenly, and a murderous aura suddenly rose all over his body. Note: "Cub, go out with Dad to fight monsters and gain experience?"

Ye Zun, who was lying on the side of the bed studying the badge, responded, and opened the door swiftly. The three of them took candles and sneaked towards the porch during the day.

When the lights of the church are turned off at night, it doesn't look so majestic and sacred.

He is like an ordinary building, swallowed by the night, behind the dark curtains, undead are peeping maliciously.On the ceiling painted with angels and demons, ghosts smiled maliciously at them.

They are watching humans all the time, but humans have not found their traces.

The dim moonlight can only illuminate a small piece of land in front of the window, and the rest is completely hidden in darkness.

The church is too big, and it is so empty that you can hear echoes when walking, as if someone is secretly following behind. If you turn around, you can only see black shadows. You are not sure if it is a visual error or something really dirty.

As soon as they walked halfway, they saw a monk standing in front of him, frantically stabbing something with a dagger, gnashing his teeth and growling repeatedly: "How dare you say that I am irritable? So what if I am irritable? You Why do you accuse me? You call it a crime? I failed to strangle you on the spot because the bishop meddled! You must die, you must die. No one can accuse me!"

The moonlight shone on the face of the man he had killed, the man's body no longer human, his empty eyes staring straight at the end of the corridor.He seemed to be holding something in his hand.

It was the face of the priest who received him.

They have also seen the murderous monk. During the day, not only did he not look like this crazy and irritable, but he was gentle, reasonable, tolerant and kind.

The monk stopped, covered his face with bloody hands, and smiled slowly and coldly: "My lord, Samael. Your apostle is trapped in this useless body. I only hope that you will come in person. Unlock the seal that suppresses nature!"

He knelt beside the blood and the dead body and prayed for a while, and finally walked away step by step on the blood.

Qin Manzhou whispered: "The crime of rage. They don't seem to be a soul during the day and night."

Just as he was talking, there was a scream in front of him, and a man begged frantically for mercy: "No, no, this is my property! You can't take it away—"

Immediately there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the body, something fell heavily, and the few remaining candlesticks on the church wall reflected a vague shadow, a monk-like man was raising his hand and shaking a chain.

"It's all mine..." He staggered away, "My treasures are all mine."

Shu Muyun's mind flickered, and he felt that after leaving the room, someone was always whispering in his ear, but because of Qin Manzhou's spell, he couldn't hear what the seductive voice was saying.

But even the intonation that couldn't be phrased was enough to give him a headache.

He shook his head, and quietly held Qin Manzhou's fingers. Qin Manzhou didn't know, so he looked back at him.

The moment the two of them made skin contact, Shu Muyun suddenly felt much better, and he smiled: "Let's go now."

Ye Zun, as an unconscious light bulb, inadvertently became conscious. He ran to the secret room in the porch first, and then turned back against the sound of the vicious dog growling: "It has indeed become a three-headed dog."

"Be a human being during the day and a devil at night." Qin Manzhou clutched his chest, "That's why the dark clouds blocked the sun during the day, so he was misjudged as night, and that's why he changed from a mummy to a three-headed dog in a blink of an eye."

Shu Muyun felt that his ears were going to be deafened by the hell three-headed dog: "Then let's - next - go to see the cross—"

At this time, the hellhound roared again, and the three of them couldn't stand it anymore, and they fled the porch with some scrambling.

Ye Zun is still nagging, "I suddenly have an idea for a gothic-themed makeup look."

Qin Manzhou slammed on the brakes, and by the way grabbed Ye Zun's back collar, who was thinking about eyeshadow color matching, so that he wouldn't hit the cross directly: "Wow, I think you can also design a half-face makeup. Just one side is bright, and the other side is bright." It's kind of dark."

During the day, the huge silver cross became pitch black, and the whole thing seemed to be tilted a lot. There was a crack between the base and the cross, and some black air was spiraling out of the crack.

Shu Muyun narrowed his eyes, and vaguely saw that there seemed to be a book near the altar, which seemed to be left unintentionally by a monk.

He looked around, jumped up, chose a shortcut without black air, picked up the book and ran back.

"Go back to the room first." Qin Manzhou whispered, "It seems that the big boss saved the world from here. The cardinal didn't lie to us, there will be demons released here."

They dodged along the way and saw many crazy monks attacking their companions. If all the normal monks died or were assimilated, the player must be the next target.

After they returned to the room, they didn't dare to light the candle directly. They went to the bathroom to light a candle, and struggled to read the book.

When their eyes hurt so much that they started to cry, they finally finished flipping through the scripture hastily.

Shu Muyun closed the book: "As I expected, this is not orthodox Christianity, it's more like the game itself has absorbed various myths and made it up. The theme is also the battle between angels and demons. It seems that the seven deadly sins and the seven virtues are The key to killing and fleeing."

"The problem is." Qin Manzhou's expression was uncertain in the light of the candle, "The devil wants to kill people, if the player he chooses will be killed by him, then there will be fewer and fewer people representing the seven deadly sins in the end." Is it? Didn’t the angel camp just lie down and win? Then play a ball?”

Ye Zun casually drew meaninglessly on the ground: "It is also possible that the dead player can still move, and will be possessed by a demon and then kill someone."