Devil’s Advent

　　　　 fangs pierced the guard's neck, like two straws, inserted into the milk tea cup.

In the guard's mouth, apart from a scream at the beginning, there was only a whimpering sound next, because his blood was madly converging towards the neck and then being pumped into Ah Ming's mouth.

　　 In this situation, even if you want to scream, you can’t scream. What follows is a dull depression of death.

　　 In the ear of the guard, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing like a stream. His strength, his energy, and even his soul seemed to be constantly peeling away from his body at this time.

Of course he is resisting. He can't admit to death. Although he can't see it, and although he doesn't know what kind of demon he has encountered, his sword continues to show that he is unwilling to give up and face death. attitude!

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The sword body was constantly stirring and penetrating in Ah Ming's body.

　　 Ah Ming's body trembled along with him, but the contented smile on Ah Ming's face became more and more obvious.

　　 For Ah Ming, this feeling, this temperature, this taste,

　　 He has been missing it for too long, too long!

　　 At this moment, it seems that the dust cover of six months has been completely torn apart, and he has found himself again, and once again presents the appearance that he should have been!

　　 blood,

　　 sacrifice,

　　 This belongs to me,

　　 feast!

　　 After opening the guard at the back door and stabbing Aming with a sword, Zheng Fan almost instinctively picked up a chair beside him as a weapon.

　　 Liang Cheng was kicked out and he didn't know his life or death. At this time, he really didn't even think about running away, because the world was completely foreign to him.

　　 Apart from this inn, besides these seven or six people around him, where else can he go?

　　 But the changes in Aming and the subsequent changes in things left Zheng Fan a little at a loss.

　　 Although I don’t understand it, doesn’t it mean that everyone has become ordinary people?

but,

　　 At least things are developing in a direction that is beneficial to them.

　　Feng Si Niang also appeared at the door. Looking at the scene in front of her, she was different from Zheng Fan. There was no surprise in her eyes. Some were full of excitement!

　　 He recovered, no, even if only a little, but he really started to recover!

　　 Although I don’t know what caused it, since he can recover, then...what about me?

　　 The life of ordinary people for half a year, as they were once the devil, is simply a kind of torture!

　　 So, even after everyone became ordinary people, when Zheng Fan chose to take the second path, everyone showed excitement!

　　 They are not reconciled to Ping Ji, they are reconciled to ordinary, they are reconciled to the life, old age, sickness and death of normal people, even if they lose their strength, even if they lose their previous ability, but their hearts are still reconciled to ordinary!

　　 What's more, now, she sees...power!

　　 "Um..."

　　 The skin of the guard began to wrinkle, and his body was also like a deflated balloon, drying out quickly.

at last,

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The body of the guard slumped, leaving behind a Ming whose feet were off the ground and he continued to nail the door with a long sword.

　　 There are still blood stains on the corners of Ah Ming's mouth.

　　 He stretched out his tongue, licked his lips with some meaning, as if he didn't want to waste any essence.

　　 then,

　　 He bent his head,

　　 looked at the abdomen that had been stabbed into a mess and the long sword that continued to nail him.

　　 A Ming stretched out his hand, but he couldn't reach the hilt.

　　 Zheng Fan woke up immediately, dropped the chair in his hand and ran to A Ming, subconsciously trying to reach out and grab the hilt of the sword, but hesitated.

　　 It seems that when a person is pierced by a sharp weapon, he cannot be pulled out at will, otherwise it will cause greater trauma;

　　 But Ming, is this the case?

　　 "Lord, how long do you want to appreciate?"

　　 "Um..."

　　 Zheng Fan held the hilt with both hands and asked tentatively again:

　　 "Unplug it?"

　　 "Pull up."

　　 Zheng Fan began to exert force, the first time he tried, but he didn't pull it out!

　　 Taking two deep breaths, Zheng Fan exerted his force again, this time without any reservation.

　　 "Pooh!"

　　 The long sword was pulled out by Zheng Fan, and he staggered back many steps with Zheng Fan himself before he could stabilize his figure.

　　 Aming fell off the door panel. Because the abdominal cavity had been smashed, after landing, a pile of organ fragments were all laid out.

　　 This scene can be said to be quite exciting.

　　 A strong pungent **** smell began to permeate, and Zheng Fan's throat instinctively began to roll, but he still held back.

　　 However, facing the current situation, he really doesn't know what to do.

　　 Fortunately, he didn’t need to do the next thing. Feng Siniang walked out of the back room and unceremoniously stretched his feet and kicked Ah Ming’s head, and asked:

　　 "Would you like to find a coffin for you?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 Then, Siniang pointed at the **** spot on the ground again.

　　道:

　　 "Should you go back to the fortress with these launches? Use needles and threads to patch up your belly?"

　　 "No, I'm full of blood, I'll be fine if my head is broken."

　　 "Tsk tusk." Feng Siniang heard this, with a look of envy, and said with emotion: "You vampires are really convenient."

　　 "Hehehe..." Ah Ming was still smiling, but unfortunately, because the neck is really too miserable, it can be said that his voice is inevitably weak and weak.

　　 "If you want convenience, I can bite you."

　　 makes you my first embrace, and also makes you a vampire.

　　 "Okay, let's talk about it when the old lady is really getting old, save money on cosmetics."

　　 paused,

　　Feng Si Niang bent down, stared at Ah Ming's face, and continued:

　　 "When is it?"

　　 For half a year, everyone has been diligent and down-to-earth to be an ordinary person, whoever came up with the idea, suddenly, we have a traitor.

　　 "Yesterday."

　　 "Why?"

　　 Aming turned his head with some effort, and looked at Zheng Fan who was standing there and still holding a sword in his hand:

　　 "Lord...woke up."

　　 For a time,

　　Zheng Fan suddenly found that Feng Siniang's eyes suddenly became hot as he watched him. In the hotness, there was a strong madness and desire, which deeply explained what is meant by...

　　 Hungry and thirsty!

Siniang’s eager gaze made Zheng Fan a little bit unbearable, but it seemed that although Ah Ming’s condition was very poor, there shouldn’t be a big problem. Zheng Fan immediately threw his long sword on the ground and ran to the other side. Liang Cheng, who was stabbed and kicked out, helped him up.

　　 This is the first time Zheng Fan has touched Liang Cheng's body. It is a bit heavy. The clearest thing is that his skin is cold.

　　 Liang Cheng’s shirt had a big cut, and there was also a cut on his chest, but it didn’t look very deep, and the bleeding was not a lot. It was just that the blood was black and felt a little oily.

　　 "All right?" Zheng Fan asked with some concern.

　　 Liang Cheng shook his head, "It's okay."

　　 If an ordinary person suffered the sword, it is estimated that the possibility of being cut in the waist is very high, but Liang Cheng is a professional entertainer who performs a boulder on his chest at the inn on weekdays. It is really not an exaggeration to say "rough skin and thick flesh".

　　 "Clean up and send people away first." Feng Siniang said.

　　 The guards have been killed, and the brother-in-law has also been captured alive. The next thing to do is not to rush to interrogate the "world view", but to do the aftermath work first.

　　 "Lord, please come with me." After that, Siniang looked at Liang Cheng, who was covering his wound, and pointed to A Ming who was still lying on the ground, "You help him clean up."

　　 Liang Cheng was a little weak, but he nodded, stretched out his hand to pull a ribbon from the room, and bandaged the wound on his chest first, and then began to pick up A Ming, who was lying on the ground and turned into a pool.

　　 Zheng Fan was led into the back room by Siniang. The young man with silk stockings around his neck was unconscious on the side of the bed, motionless.

　　 "Does the master like silk stockings too?" Si Niang asked while pulling Zheng Fan to sit down in front of the dressing table.

　　 "It's a man, don't you basically hate it?"

　　 "If you like it, next time the slave will wear it to the master alone."

With that said, Si Niang took out a lot of objects from the drawer of the dressing table, and didn't know what was dug out from a small jar, rubbing it in his hands, and then smearing it on Zheng Fan's face. .

　　 The smell is a bit pungent, and the skin feels a little hot and painful. Zheng Fan still doesn't know what this is going to do. He dare not say or ask, so he just continued to sit there.

　　 "Lord, you can close your eyes first."

"it is good."

　　 Zheng Fan closed his eyes and felt that Si Niang's hand was rapidly "processing" on his face.

　　 Is this putting on makeup?

　　 Or... Disguise?

　　 About ten minutes later, Si Niang massaged Zheng Fan's shoulders with both hands, and said:

　　 "Lord, you can open your eyes."

　　 Zheng Fan opened his eyes and saw that his appearance in the bronze mirror had changed dramatically, and he was seven points similar to the guard.

　　 "Master, that person's clothes have to be pulled down and put on first, and the slaves have to sort them out by themselves."

　　 It is a taboo to wear dead people's clothes, but now that people are killed, there is no taboo.

Zheng Fan nodded obediently. After pushing the door open, he saw that the floor had been wiped by Liang Cheng, and there was a wooden barrel next to it. It contained something that had just dripped out of Ah Ming’s stomach. If it is cleaned, it’s okay. Let's have a hot pot.

　　 And Aming himself was placed in another tub, only one head was exposed.

　　 Liang Cheng pointed his finger at a corner where the guard's clothes were stacked, and said, "There is a little blood on it, let's find some silks to cover it up."

"okay."

　　 There is no need to be restrained, Zheng Fan started to change his clothes here.

　　 When he changed his clothes, Si Niang happened to walk out of the back room, but even though he was mentally prepared, Zheng Fan was still taken aback.

　　 Where is Siniang who walked out in front of him, it was clearly the brother brother.

　　 This disguise technique is really a culmination. It may have some flaws when used on others such as myself, but it is really easy to use on myself.

　　 Siniang walked in front of Zheng Fan with a white powder and silk in his hand, helping Zheng Fan to manage his hair while covering the blood stains on his clothes.

　　 At this time, Zheng Fan couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"so similar."

　　 Siniang smiled, and said proudly, "Lord, the disguise of the slave family can be called the second greatest evil art in the East."

　　 "What is the number one in that row?"

　　 "PS."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 "Okay, it's done." Siniang picked up the sword, let it return to its sheath, and put it in Zheng Fan's hands, "Lord, let's go down."

　　 This is the originally planned process. Now that people come to the inn, they naturally have to let them go out to pick the inn out.

　　 Zheng Fan learned the posture of the previous guard and hugged the long sword in his arms and followed Siniang down the stairs.

　　 This point, the inn is naturally not busy during prime time, but there are still four or five tables of guests here to continue drinking.

　　 After seeing the two of them, a table of guests couldn’t help but stretch out their hands and pat the table with a smile:

　　 "Oh, didn't it take the phoenix all night, how long is it, it won't work?"

　　 "Hahahaha, yeah, the lady boss is an age that can sit on the floor and **** the soil. Look, this is going to go straight away, for fear that she will be sucked up if she doesn't leave."

　　 "It's a pity, it's a pity, Zhiniang thief, I didn't bring enough money today, otherwise if I let Lao Tzu go up, it will surely make the woman limp on the bed, and she will never be able to leave Lao Tzu ever since."

　　Si Niang looked ashamed when he heard the words, couldn't help but looked around, and yelled:

　　 "Crude, unreasonable!"

　　 scolded far-fetched, but his face was red as if he was caught in a pigtail.

　　 The handling of details is absolutely extreme.

　　 Zheng Fan continued to hold his sword and follow Siniang with his face expressionlessly. He didn't have Siniang's acting skills, and he didn't dare to add drama to himself at this time.

　　 The embarrassment of "Big Brother" actually made the guests at these tables laugh happier, and some foul language was even more unscrupulous.

Brother 　　 hastened his pace and left the inn hurriedly, as if this place was a moment and didn't want to stay longer.

　　As soon as he walked out of the inn, he saw the blind man Bei coming back from outside.

　　 is holding the dim sum parcel in one hand and some fine silk cloth in the other.

　　 I can imagine that Blind Beibei "served" the wife of the patrol captain very well, and kept the guests until late at night, and prepared a gift when he left.

　　 The two sides met at the door, nodding at each other imperceptibly, then the ones who went in continued to go in, and the ones who went out continued to go out.

　　 Zheng Fan followed Siniang and walked on the street.

　　 To be honest, this is the first time that Zheng Fan has walked this far. You must know that the farthest distance he had left before was the fortune-telling booth at the gate of the inn.

　　 After about a quarter of an hour, Siniang stepped into an alley next to him, and Zheng Fan naturally followed in with him.

　　 This alley is a bit like an alley in old Beijing, with doors close to each other.

　　 Siniang took out the key, opened a door, and signaled Zheng Fan to follow up.

　　 "Lord, this is where we are staying in another place in this city. Let's change our clothes first. Then we go back and take off our clothes. I'll take care of it."

"okay."

　　……

　　 "In that case, almost had an accident?"

　　 Blind man sat next to the bathtub, holding an orange in his hand, and asked while peeling it.

　　 "Well, we underestimated the world a bit."

　　Aming, who was sitting in the bathtub, said calmly.

　　 "Well, that was my mistake." The blind man Bei generously admitted that he had made a mistake in his arrangement. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "It's your mistake, but it doesn't matter, because I think only this kind of world can excite us."

　　 put a piece of orange flesh into his mouth, the blind man nodded, and then sent another piece of orange to Ah Ming's mouth.

　　 "If I eat, it will leak out." A Ming said.

"I want to watch."

　　 Aming did not open his mouth.

　　 Liang Cheng is still mopping the floor, doing the aftermath work.

Blind Beibei thoughtfully said: "Our manpower is still insufficient, um, yes, I will get some powder from the stove to apply it again later, this **** smell, there is still of."

　　 Liang Cheng nodded, motioning to himself to be clear.

"Fortunately, there is no danger. Now I am waiting for Xue San to return after stealing things. However, I still think that what is really useful to us is the big fish you just caught. After a busy day tonight , The initial vision of this world should be considered a success.

　　 Keep busy, I'll go to interrogate that young man. "

　　 "Or, wait for the Lord to come back and let the Lord interrogate himself." A Ming said.

　　 "But I don't think the Lord will do this, and I will be pushed to do it at that time."

　　 "But the process still has to go a bit." A Ming reminded.

　　 "Hiss..." Blind Zibei took a breath unexpectedly, turned his head to look at Ah Ming in the tub, smiles gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth, and said, "So, is this the reason why you recovered part of your strength in the first place?"

"what?"

　　 "Say to be reserved together, but you secretly licked your head."

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