murder poppy

Vampires have a good harvest, which generally means that humans will be unlucky.

After dealing with the blood race for so long, Lyons has this self-knowledge.

Andre has never been an obedient hound, so there is no point in getting angry. Lions quickly made the worst presupposition in his heart, strengthened his psychological quality, and looked calmly at Andre who was in a good mood.

"What have you done?"

"Let those who don't want to come leave, and those who want to stay get what they want." Andre said, "Isn't it very democratic?"

Whether the people are democratic or not, Lions doesn't know, he just thinks Andre is talking nonsense.Morning had come and the hall was silent, no one knew there had been several escapes and a murder at the job.

The nuns came in a hurry this time, instead of carrying wooden plates, they all clenched their wrists and lowered their heads, as if waiting for some saint to come.

Behind a line of flowing black robes, a pair of black and red, gold-stitched, jewel-encrusted boots moved forward gracefully under the brilliance cast by the stained glass.

"tap."

"tap."

The nun knocked on the door of every day walker, announcing that God's will was to be announced today, asking them to come out as soon as possible.

Lyons didn't have time to listen to Andre's clarification of what happened last night. He only got a few ambiguous words, which were more confusing than the priest's prayer, and was interrupted by the nun.

Andre Shishiran put on Karl's cloak, raised his long hair, and said to the dark-faced Lioness, "It's time to welcome the guests, Lions, why don't we talk about our conflicts later?"

Lyons watched Andre's blond hair turn into a disheveled flaxen color, his cheekbones became tougher, and his dark golden eyes turned into a pool of pure water.

This is what Carl looks like.

Ryan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The daywalkers gathered in the hall one after another, and the nun had come to urge them twice, and quarreling at this time would only expose the problem.Lions didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Andre's gourd, but he could only cooperate temporarily.

There are more than half of the daywalkers in the hall, and the number of people coming out of the first floor is only single digits.Survivors have no regrets or panic about this.

Most of those people have turned into a handful of dust in the air they breathe at this time, and the weak have no right to survive.This is the basic law of the black market.

The black and red boots tapped on the ground, and the crisp sound circled around the pillars of the temple.The singing voice is dry and harsh, weird and unpleasant.But no one stopped it.

A nun leaned over to Black and Red Boots and talked for a while.The beating boots stopped.

"Welcome to the house of God, everyone! I am Lawrence, the chief priest of the North Temple. I regret that I couldn't meet you on the first day! I hope you can find the warmth of home here!"

Lawrence twirled his cane and made a standard welcome ceremony.

He wore an exaggerated top hat, which covered half of his face, and his pointed chin was as pale as blood. When he smiled, he greeted everyone with two sharp fangs.

The hall was quiet, and no one answered Lawrence.The nuns stood upright without saying a word.None of the daywalkers dared to act rashly.

Lawrence didn't feel embarrassed. He raised the brim of his hat, his eyes were shining in the shadows, like a fox eating meat.

"I've heard of some of you, of course, from the mouth of God. The most interesting one is Mr. Carl. What does he look like?" Lawrence struck his temple with his cane, and said The act of thinking.

"Ah! I remembered. May God forgive me, my memory will always be a little bad when I get old."

"He has flaxen hair, blue eyes, a handsome face, and a proud bloodline. He helped our sisters and brothers find the way they should go, and killed believers who betrayed God." Lawrence praised, "He It is simply the incarnation of God!"

Lawrence opened his arms wide, and the end of his cane just touched the ray of sunlight coming in from the window. The scene was like an opera.There is only one actor, and an uneasy audience.

"So, shall I have the honor of meeting this gentleman?" Lawrence surveyed the crowd with a smile, his top hat stuck above his eyebrows, revealing his entire face.The dark red pupils shot across everyone like cold arrows.

That was by no means admiration, but a cold killing intent.

Andre took off his hood, met Lawrence's gaze, nodded with a smile, and silently mouthed three words: "You're welcome."

The corners of Lawrence's tense mouth rose instantly, and he stared at him like a lunatic, "It's as interesting as I thought."

"I think you are still a little confused, please allow me to explain." Lawrence looked away, and turned to all the day walkers again, "Many of you have already integrated into God's paradise, and the ones left behind are the servants chosen by God. I originally Thought this ordeal was going to last a few days, but our Karl helped the lost er lambs last night. Getting everyone where they need to be."

Several daywalkers who knew Carl turned their heads to look at Andre, both frightened and defensive.

Andre accepted all the orders, and stood calmly at the outermost edge of the line, as if Lawrence was not talking about him.

"Then the next thing is the feast prepared by God for you. The feast will be held in ten days. Before that, God has prepared an exclusive residence for you. It is inside the temple, and there will be nuns leading you to stay. It is a pleasure to meet you. There will be a period later."

Lauren was quite a gentleman carrying his luggage, surrounded by nuns, kicking his boots, humming a tune and leaving.

When that very dramatic figure disappeared into the hall, the quiet crowd became lively.Some people slobbered, some scolded their mothers, and some rationally analyzed the specific situation.

After Huangmao and Huos saw Lyons next to Carl, they both turned black.

The nun waited humanely for the "Masters of God" to vent their emotions, and stepped forward to invite every day walker to go to their new residence.

Andre has already buttoned the hood, only the color of the eyes and hair is maintained, and the rest has changed back to its original appearance.People who are not familiar with him can't find the difference without looking carefully.But Lyons suddenly saw a blue-eyed Mr. Consultant, the awkwardness in his heart and the concealed dissatisfaction were instantly entangled, and he almost rolled on the ground and had a fight.

The luggage of the daywalkers is very simple, and only Lyons is still carrying a burden.Group after group of people left the hall and walked into the depths of the temple along the route that the nuns appeared every night.

The inner side of the temple is a circular design, with an open space in the middle, and a huge inverted cross wrapped in black mandala flowers in the center.

Walking through the long corridor is the formal bedroom set up in the temple.These rooms are considerably larger than those in the hall, and are obviously cleaned regularly.There are even books in different languages, incense candles, and a wine cabinet.

The nun absolutely respected the privacy of the guests, and left quickly after completing the leading task.

Lyons put down the package, didn't have time to look at the new living environment, and directly blocked Andre at the door: "Be clear, what did you do last night, and what is the plan now."

Andre closed the door, leaving only a corner of the entrance in the space that belonged to him, with the door at the back and the hunter who was obviously very angry in front.

The form looks forbidding.

"True murder, sir." Andre shrugged, lightly rubbing Lyons' shoulders, walked towards the huge soft sofa in the center of the living room, and took down a bottle of red wine and a goblet.

"The purpose of the guild's continuous provision of divine blood is obvious. It is for screening. Select the most vicious and biting dogs from a group of dogs, and take back the bad ones." Andre smelled the red wine and showed a satisfied expression.

"At night, the nuns will paint formations in every room. The formations can not only insulate sound, but also absorb blood. Daywalkers who drink the blood of the gods but cannot withstand the high-level blood will burn their internal organs to death, and their internal organs will burn to death. The blood will be absorbed by the formation. This is the so-called 'being with God'."

"There are two kinds of people who can survive. One, people who don't drink the blood of the gods. Two, those who can withstand the blood of the gods. Neither of them will trigger the formation, and those who drink the blood of the gods will have the breath of the blood of the gods , Those nuns rely on this to distinguish which ones are advanced. Those who don’t drink will always drink poison because of hunger, or starve to death. The people behind the scenes have to wait.”

"In this case, I helped them screen out out of kindness. Those who should drink will be drunk tonight. Those who shouldn't be drunk will be reduced to ashes earlier. Don't waste my time." Andre said to Ryan Stan blinked, as if he was being rude again.

"You let them go." Lyons stared at Andre and said suddenly.

Andre raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't I kill them?"

"Putting on the cloak will end the illusion of the entire face. It proves that you are conserving your energy. For now, you are still a hungry vampire. Those daywalkers are a delicacy in your eyes. You don't taste it but It would be a waste to just kill them."

"My taste is very high, and miscellaneous goods can't enter my mouth." Andre retorted.

Lyons pursed his lips and looked at Andre with an unfriendly expression, "I hate when someone takes advantage of me and jokes with me. For this kind of person, I usually ask my gun to give him a bullet."

The hunter was very irritable, and Andre felt that he had touched the boundary, and out of peace, he made a concession: "You are so boring."

Lynes was noncommittal.But seriously relieved.

It is quite normal for a vampire to suddenly go crazy and slaughter a village.Conservation of physical strength and refusal to waste are untenable evidence.

He just hoped from the bottom of his heart that Andre would let him go, but if he didn't get an affirmative answer, Lyons' heart was hanging, and he was afraid that he would face the embarrassing choice of whether to draw the gun or not draw the gun in the next second.

"Carl went with them?" Lyons asked.

"One point for the correct answer." Andre, a kind-hearted person following the wild cat's hair at this time, replied without hesitation.

"What's the next plan?"

Andre didn't answer directly, but instead asked Lioness, "What do you think of the man in boots today?"

"Good acting." Lioness replied with a straight face.

Andre looked back at Lyons with a questioning expression.

Lyons shrugged and said to Andre: "Just kidding, you are boring, Mr. Advisor."

The author says:

Pulling his teeth out of the tiger's mouth, Andre, will take revenge on Lioness

This is CP, right? (wrong)