The ancestor is a little cutie

The person in his arms fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, his pale face was covered with tears, his long eyelashes drooped quietly, and there were still drops of water on them.

Even in such a situation, Cain still held on to the holy object firmly against his bleeding chest, without any relaxation.

Enoch landed slowly and gently put him on the bed.When he got up again, the hem of his clothes suddenly sank, and he lowered his head to realize that the sleeping little vampire grabbed his hem at some point.Probably in his sleep, he noticed that the dependent person was about to leave. The little vampire frowned slightly, looking very uneasy.

The blackened bishop, when his eyes touched the tightly clenched fist, his cold face seemed to be blown by warm wind, and his whole body became soft.

The two dark red pupils gradually faded, and even the black lines on the forehead became much lighter.

He looked at the fist that was clenching himself, and his heart softened.

All the embarrassment and embarrassment of this person are to save him... What kind of determination do you have to make such a desperate move?

I really want to pick people up and educate them, but there are circles of ripples in my heart.

The corners of Enoch's lips curved slightly, and the Holy Archangel was right: this was not a deliberate plan from the beginning, but a grand, unparalleled, pursuit.

He knelt down beside the little vampire and took his fist in his palm.He was really small: he was much shorter and thinner than him, and the fist he was holding was also small.With just a light package, the entire fist fell into his palm.

His fingertips brushed against his frowning brows, and he separated the fingers holding the sacred object one by one, and threw the half-black cross aside.

Although the vampire's physical recovery ability is amazing, the wounds that have been eroded by the power of the holy light are not.What's more, he is here to fight to the death with the core blood in his heart.Therefore, the sacred objects were taken away, and the things that hurt Cain were gone, but the blood dripping from his chest still couldn't stop.

If this continues, I am afraid that half my life will be lost.

Enoch raised his eyelids and glanced at Eve and Carly who were still confronting each other.

He was lying on the bed just now, but he was not unconscious.He remembered everything these people said.

Those who heard in the process of desperate resistance, the intermittent content pieced together a vague fact: Cain was deceived, his memory was erased, and he was even forced to become a vampire.

It was these two people who worked together tens of thousands of years ago to poison Cain into what he is now, neither human nor ghost!

This is the little bat that he kept by his side all the time, no matter how many mistakes he made, how many times he touched him, how many bad things he did secretly, he was not willing to move a little bat, how dare these two people!

How dare they!

The negative emotions in his mind were magnified infinitely under the influence of dark power. Those dark thoughts, like poison swallowed into his stomach, spread little by little in his blood, and eventually poisoned his whole body.At this moment, looking at the fragile Cain, there is only one thought left in his mind, and that is: destroy, destroy everything that has hurt him.

His black eyes flashed a bright red light.

When he raised his hand, the translucent pages were suspended in the air.The ancient Hebrew characters jumped out one by one, and in the low voice of reciting, they connected into black shackles.

The rattling sound of chains rattled back and forth in the room, extending towards the camp of the two witches one by one.

Amidst the terrified screams, the heavy black chains wrapped around their ankles, calves, thighs, waists, and chests bit by bit like icy poisonous snakes.

The chains with strong strength are extremely corrosive, leaving red marks on the skin when they swim.

Does it hurt?

Enoch looked at the panicked witches with indifference as if separated by two worlds.No, it's not only two worlds away, he even has an unreadable smile on the corner of his lips: Cain was in such pain before, so if it doesn't need to be applied to these people, how would they know what it means to empathize?

No, that silly little vampire hurts more than that.

Enuo's eyes darkened, and his five fingers slowly opened towards the many chains.

The chains wrapped around the witch's chest instantly looked like frightened cobras, poking their heads out one after another.

In the next second, as Enoch clenched his fist, thousands of needles pierced into their chests without warning.

This is the real pain.

Eve covered her chest with her fingers, her eyes filled with disbelief.

From the ecstasy of completing Satan's mission to the horror of things completely out of control, it was only a few seconds.

She had no doubts that if her stupid son hadn't grabbed the hem of the bishop's clothes, she would have been killed by his own hands in the next second.

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Enoch is the vampire she transformed with her own hands, no matter how powerful she is, she is still his mother in a sense.Any movement of Enoch should be under her control!

Why?Which link is wrong...

However, before she could think about it carefully, an order came from her ear, gloomy like a call from hell.

"Eve, come here."

Afterwards, his body was out of control, and he overtook Enoch step by step.

There was still a dark chain hanging on her chest, and with every step, blood from the wound overflowed a bit.Although the pain was so painful that his spirit was about to collapse, he still walked forward step by step like a normal person.

One step away from Cain's bed, she stopped under orders.

"kneel."

A word came to the ear, and the knee seemed to be filled with lead suddenly, and Eve fell to the ground with a bang.There was a crunching sound in the air, the sound of kneecaps shattering.

Then, she heard a sincere apology coming from her mouth, the tone was so sincere that she almost burst into tears: "I'm sorry! Yinbao, mom is sorry for you!"

However, just halfway through the words, he was slammed against the door by an invisible force.The thick and solid door fell suddenly due to this force, hitting Eve's back right now.

Then, I heard that hellish Shura-like voice, saying calmly and indifferently: "Yin Bao, you didn't call me that."

She gritted her teeth and crawled to the bedside again on hands and feet.Like devout believers facing the fearing God, trembling and kowtow one after another.

"I'm sorry, Lord Cain, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

The tall woman kowtowed and bowed rhythmically to the ground, and the whole palace was silent.Enoch showed a satisfied expression, his eyes swept over all the witches present again, and everyone who looked at the line knelt down.

Apologizing one after another, like the campus in the morning reading, Lang Lang's voice, accompanied by echoes from all directions, the aura of thousands of troops, almost toppled the roof of the palace.

No one told them to stop, they were like machines plugged in, programmed to run forever.

Kowtow once, say sorry; kowtow once, say sorry again.

This cycle repeats itself.

Enoch leaned over to the sleeping Cain at the sound.

With his fingertips, he gently opened the blood-soaked clothes on his chest, revealing his pale, red and swollen chest.

Fortunately, the wound caused by the goblet was not very big, and tender red flesh had already grown on the inserted part, with a thick scab.

He gently stroked the wound with his fingers, and there was a burst of pain in his heart that he had never felt before.

Worrying little liar.

He said silently in his heart.

But what can I do with you?

After all... I seem to be a little tempted.

The author has something to say: Ah, I only found out after reading the message that the green JJ actually took away all the collections, hey!

Garbage green JJ, return my little angel QAQ

Today's His Highness the Bishop is His Highness the Super A Bishop!