The blood clan boss was sucked blood by the opponent's light god

In the following whole week, several major entertainment forums launched protracted academic discussions around "15 minutes".

"I don't even believe it if I beat him to death. How could it be possible that Shang Lai only lasted 15 minutes?"

"That's why Xia Mixun said it too quickly!"

"Actually, I can understand Shang Lai. After all, who is the other party, it's understandable. Even God can't stand it, you say yes!!!"

"What is it? Who knows what you said! Open it up and make it clear!"

"If I can see those 15 minutes in my lifetime, I would like to be a vegetarian for the rest of my life."

"The food in 15 minutes is flying all over the sky, sisters, hurry up and eat it! The braised pork is really delicious."

"Why did not I see?"

"Me too. Didn't Shang Xiaqi's CP Chaohua Plaza just get slaughtered by Wei Fan?"

"The senior cp fans in front have lost their skin? Only those who have passed the review and joined the group can eat it."

"My days are endless. I can see people brushing for 15 minutes everywhere these days."

"But don't the two have a bad relationship?"

"It's just bad, can't you see the obvious hype? Anyone with a bit of intelligence will know that it's a conspiracy by the program group!"

"Brother Yu Zhi, and he doesn't work in the fan circle, isn't it normal that he doesn't know what the three letters mean?"

"The support club has issued an announcement, how many times have I said it, my brother's original intention is to fight, fight, fight!"

"Advising a certain fan not to fish in troubled waters and commit crimes. The account of the last black draft has not been settled yet."

Immediately afterwards, Xia Mixun's beautiful pictures swiped the screen.In the photo, Xia Mixun was covered with cute blush and cat and dog ears. After all, in the hearts of a considerable part of the black mass, he was still an underage kid.

"The halo reaches the battlefield in three seconds!"

"Isn't it 15 minutes?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

"I love watching the halo and the black mass lingering to the end of the world."

"Tear it well, and tear it louder.jpg"

"Tear Nima, black mass can't live without the heat of my cooking, right?"

"Touching porcelain and sticking it upside down, what is called powder and cooking, Hei Misa will tell you with practical actions."

"Every time I'm in the same frame with Xia Mixun, there will always be a moth, please let it go, can't one be beautiful alone?"

Little A typed this line to repost, and then deleted all of them.

Her mood is a bit complicated.

If it is a halo, one should hate Xia Mixun, which is a necessary and sufficient condition for fan Shanglai.Since she joined the fan group and read Xia Mixun's black history summary, she thought she hated Xia Mixun even more.

It's really embarrassing to oversell the secondary patient!

It's really wasteful to tie up and abuse the public!

Low EQ, no quality, bad temper, nothing good except that face!

In contrast, their elder brother is mature, elegant, intellectual and gentle. Apart from being so perfect that it makes people feel embarrassed, he can't pick out any shortcomings, okay?

Such an older brother was entangled by Xia Mixun, and there was an intersection inexplicably.Whether it's a silly marketing account or a passer-by in Huangquan, it's like you will die if you don't cue the two together.It's really chewing gum on the soles of the shoes, and you can't shake it off, it's life-threatening.

Until the day when I watched "Looking for Traces".

At the beginning, she and other sisters in the group licked her brother's beauty, praised her wisdom, and listened to her voice.How could there be such a perfect primate as my brother in the world?My brother must be a god!

Who knew that when she saw her brother catch the white hair jumping out of the coffin, she felt a strange throbbing in her heart.

That tuft of white hair dressed up as a classical vampire, and his brother in a black priest's cassock, really have a sense of CP... Ah bah!God, what was I thinking!An upright, pure-blooded fan, actually started cp? !What a sin!Hurry up and recite "The Ten Deadly Sins of Xia Mixun's Blood-sucking Shang Lai" 13000 times!

Not just her.

The originally lively fan group also fell into an embarrassing silence that lasted for 1 minute.

After all, Lu Xun said that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, but the appreciation of beauty is.

After that, everyone continued to focus on Shanglai.As for the twitching white hair next to it, just treat it as a moving mosaic.

However, Goubishen is really keen on testing people's hearts.

After the 15-minute black screen passed, it was Xia Mixun and Shang Lai who walked out of the confession room together.

Xia Mixun's legs seemed to be twisted even more, and his whole body hung on Shang Lai panting, his lips were red, the tips of his ears were red, and his cheeks were red.And Shang Lai's gentleman's hand was wrapping around Xia Mixun's waist.Mother, even if Xia Mixun is as thin as if he can't eat enough, this waist is too thin, right?

The good thing is 15 minutes, otherwise I am afraid that people will die.

Hey.

Little A covered her mouth.

She was startled by her own "hey".

Quietly Mimi cut the trumpet, Little A went around Chaohua Square, and found that it was already occupied by Wei Fan.After a battle between heaven and man, Little A took a little effort to get into a group called "Learning Technology Power", which is full of CP fans.

"This is the book I plan to publish at this year's comic exhibition, sisters, help me how the cover is swollen."

A member sent out a sample.

The background is the altar of the church. In the twilight, the rose window reflects the blurred colored light.

A thin young man was tied to a cross, barely naked, only half covered by a cloak.

The ferocious thorns outline his pale skin, the green branches and leaves, and the bright red roses are the embellishments that confuse people's hearts.

The young man's long silver hair hangs loose, exposing the tips of elf ears, and his azure blue eyes shine with unyielding and angry light.The pointed jaw was lifted by a crucifix, which was being held in the hands of a black-haired priest.

Compared with the distraught young man, the priest was sanctimonious, his cassock was immaculate, and even his expression was so solemn and calm, as if he really wanted to save this lost lamb.

A picture, [-] words, high-speed rail.

It's dark.

The group suddenly exploded.

"Then what!!!!!!"

"It's too good, it's really good! The wives who can draw are gods!"

"I tm bought it!"

"One for personal use, one for collection, and one for missionary use."

Little A threw the phone out with a "snap".

That night, she had a dream, which was the continuation of this painting.

I became a potted green plant in the church, unable to close my eyes or cover my hands, and watched the entire "purification ceremony" helplessly.

Definitely, much more than 15 minutes.

Outside the window, there was a slight rustling sound.

"You disappear first."

Shang Lai whispered, then stood up and walked to the window.

Before the fingertips touched the curtains, suddenly a gust of night wind blew, and the curtains fluttered, startled like water and moonlight, and the vampire was squatting halfway on the window frame in the interlaced light and shadow.

"Good evening." He stroked his silver hair and greeted by the way.

"Good evening." Shang Lai paused, "Aren't you coming in?" He picked up a bag of spicy sticks and poured them into Xia Mixun's piggy bag, "There are many other things to eat at home. .”

Xia Mixun swallowed his saliva, but still waved his hands, "Forget it."

Looking down at the spicy strips in the bag, he sighed softly, "This is the first thing I ate in the world. It tastes spicy, tough, oily and fragrant, and I will never forget it."

Shang Lai let out a "hmm".

Xia Mixun jumped down and sat on the window sill. "At that time, the deity had just woken up. He didn't know the world, and he had long forgotten the human language. Every day, he thought about how to die. Because living has become a torture for the deity, and the past is like a nightmare. Tormenting the deity all the time."

"People in the ward are very afraid of the deity. In their eyes, the deity is a perverted lunatic. Only the child in the next bed is not afraid. It's not that he is not afraid, it must be that he still doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't understand anything."

"One day, when the deity was standing by the window in a daze, the child approached him recklessly, stuffed the deity with a red packet of strange food, and said something. The deity was very annoyed, of course he ignored him .He walked away knowingly, just looking a little sad. He was removed from the ward the next day."

"I don't know why he is sad. He looks happy all the time. When Lang Ying came in the evening, the deity repeated that sentence to him. Lang Ying told the deity that what the human child said was: big brother, I will tomorrow Surgery is about to happen, and I hope that when I see you next time, your illness will also recover."

"However, there will be no next time. People in the ward said that the success rate of that operation is equivalent to a miracle."

"This deity is not sad. This deity is just thinking, if this deity is still the abusive father back then, let alone a miracle, any impossible thing can be realized for him."

Xia Mixun raised his head and smiled at Shang Lai, showing his sharp fangs.

"It's a good thing you're okay this time. Otherwise, even mere human beings can't be protected well. Where can I put this old face of this deity?"

Shang Lai also raised the corners of his lips, "Will you continue to protect me in the future?"

Xia Mixun was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

"This deity is not dead, the other world already knows, otherwise the demons would not attack so quickly. This deity will not approach you again. If you see this deity, please stay away."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, and was about to jump down, but his arm was grasped gently.Turning around, I saw Shang Lai was staring at him, slowly loosening the other tightly clenched palm, a necklace pendant fell, and a dim silver light radiated.

"Before you leave, don't forget to take it back." Shang Lai stuffed the necklace into Xia Mixun's palm bit by bit, "This is the real secret treasure of the Millennium City."

Xia Mixun's fingers didn't move, as if he didn't want to accept it. "I thought about throwing it away, so I threw it away, but you picked it up instead." He pretended to be relaxed and stuffed it into the bag, "Besides, it's not a treasure, it's just trash."

"I accidentally opened it and took a look, you don't mind?" Shang Lai asked.

Xia Mixun waved his hand, "No."

"Can I know who's inside?" Shang Lai hesitated, "I'm just curious."

Xia Mixun was straightforward, "You don't even know me after I told you, you're a dead liar, bastard, and died thousands of years ago. I keep this piece of garbage just to remind myself, to be more vigilant, Beware of scams."

It seems that I really think too much.Shang Lai nodded, and slowly let go of the hand that clenched that thin white arm.As soon as he let go, Xia Mixun was like a white swan, passing by the faint moon shadow, and quickly disappeared into the deep night.

"Come out."

Back in the living room, Shang Lai sat down on the sofa and walked towards the darkness in the corner of the room.

There was a wet and sticky wriggling sound, and the dilapidated black dirt slowly crawled out.

"Please let me go." It kept trembling, "No matter how many times you try, the result will not change."

Shang Lai was expressionless, "Try one last time, this is your only use, otherwise what's the use of picking up your dregs."

Heiwu had no choice but to use his abilities on Shang Lai cautiously.As a stake of greed, it once took pleasure in spying on human desires, but now there is nothing left but fear.

The phantom takes shape again.

The slender figure surrounded by black mist stood there quietly, his face was covered by the thick and cold shadow, and only the lower half of his face could be vaguely seen.

Tears flowed down the cheeks, showing a sharp and thin jaw.Because of the incessant crying and choking sobs at this moment, he couldn't make a sound, he could only move his lips and make mouth shapes with airflow:

I am sorry.