God after all

Chapter 40 The Fall of the Yaoliu Li
The crowd retreating left and right gave way to a long road for the man in the black iron mask to pass by.

The originally noisy and crowded place fell into an atmosphere of silence after the appearance of this silent man with a majestic aura all over him.

Having come into such close contact with the rumored Man in the Iron Mask, and feeling the oppressive breath wafting from his body, people's bodies stiffened in fear, and their throats made grunting sounds due to tension.

The man in the iron mask stopped.At this time, the beating hearts of the people followed his pause and missed the beat.

His eyes are on someone.

The person being stared at has a dignified and intellectual face, and his age seems to be between 22 and [-] years old. His black hair and black pupils are somewhat similar to the man in the iron mask.

Stare for three seconds.After that, the man in the iron mask withdrew his gaze and walked forward indifferently.

The fearless man followed the Man in the Iron Mask with his eyes until the black figure submerged into the dense crowd.

As usual, Leng Ji walked through the sparsely populated streets and alleys, and the cement road under his feet stretched into an invisible distance.

I don't know how many times he walked this road, only this time, he didn't go to the place where he was drunk again.

The green trash can against the wall is still there, and several stray cats are rummaging through the trash on the ground for food.

"When will it be followed?"

An extremely cold voice floated out from two slashed lips.

Behind him walking indifferently, a black shadow appeared ten meters away.

The black robe worn by Hei Ying touched the ground, and he didn't wear a fat hood to cover his face. The wind and rain blew his neat black hair.

Every time he exists in the image of this god of death, dressed in black, he is the soul-caller who wanders between the underworld and the world-Yangren Yinchai Kurosawa.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I followed you?"

Leng Ji seemed to hear nothing, still indifferent.

Kurosawa smiled as he stared at the figure of the silent man without stopping.It was an indifferent smile like a gloomy shadow.

"If You Feng wasn't willing to sacrifice a soul, how dare he open that taboo door.

Even if you are the descendant of the ancestor of all gods, you will have to pay a price if you dare to hinder Hades. "

"Is there a price? I'll wait and see."

In the calm and steady tone, there is a cold arrogance that cannot be ignored by Kuisawa. This is the inherent arrogance of the God Clan.

Kurosawa was speechless, silently watching the back figure in his field of vision for ten seconds.

"They all died because of you."

The words that came out of his mouth successfully stayed in the silent pace.

In the alley around the corner, three or four groups of children came chasing and frolicking.

Their smiling faces are a beam of sunshine shining into the dark alleys, and their loud laughter dispels the dull atmosphere of the rainy day.

The crisp laughter evoked cold memories, and one couldn't help thinking of the delicate and childish face of Chen Tianming who passed away.

Seeing the man in black with a silver mask standing motionless in the rain, the smiling faces of the children disappeared immediately, and everyone was silent.

"Wearing a mask?"

"Are you... iron... the man in the iron mask?"

The silent Leng Ji glanced at the little one on the ground.

Just one look can make children tremble.

A certain boy with wide-eyed eyes was greatly frightened, and started running back the way he had come and gone as if he fell to the ground.

"Ahh! Oh my god! I saw the man in the iron mask! Woohoo! It's really him!" The child ran, crying loudly.

The other children also showed surprise, fear and timidity in their eyes, turned around and ran away, shouting loudly: "I saw the man in the iron mask!"

These children who grew up in the greenhouse seem to be more afraid of the existence of the Man in the Iron Mask than the children who have forgotten the place of death have respect for the Man in the Iron Mask.

Those who can fight demons must first transform themselves into demons—this kind of awareness is common in people's minds.

"In this riot in Changhong District, except for the souls of the dead who were buried under the ruins, all the other people who were burned by the flames were wiped out."

"The Knights of the Holy Spirit have brought back part of the fire to the research room."

Leng Ji's response seemed to be clearly answering questions for others, without any emotional ups and downs in his tone.

"To be honest, I'm not at all curious about what mysterious substance that fire is made of."

"What do you want to say?"

"Although this is not something I should care about, I still kindly tell you. I saw Yao Liuli, the leader of the Demon God Sect, heading towards the Forgotten City."

"When did this happen?"

"The Knights of the Holy Spirit arrived before the battlefield."

Leng Ji no longer stays, and steps forward.

Kurosawa had finished what he should have said, and quietly watched the man in the iron mask go away.

He mentioned that Yao Liuli went to the direction of the Forgotten City, revealing a very important clue, related to the hiding place of the dark nobles.

Inside the Forgotten City is an unknown dimensional space, and in that space world stands a castle that does not conform to the modern architectural style.

In a room with a strange and gloomy atmosphere, Yao Liuli tasted what it is like to be drunk, dreaming and dying, like falling into the clouds.

This sense of happiness overflowing his body was bestowed by the long-admired Lelion Crilllot Tuya.

Leon opened his eyes, took her right hand and brought it to his lips, opened his mouth to bite the white wrist.

Blood trickled down the white sheets, stained scarlet.

The blood was stained red and kissed the lips biting the wrist, and the gorgeous lips sucked the sweetness pouring into the throat continuously.

Leon bit the blood vessel in his wrist, and sent the sucked blood into Yao Liuli's mouth.

The strong breath of blood floated into Genelle's nose outside the house.

With his arms crossed, he leaned against a window, with his back facing out of the window and facing the closed door not far away.

A wide corridor separated him from the door.

The little boy had a cold and gloomy face, presumably because of the voice coming from the door.

The voice changed from a low and long moan of confusion to screams of pain and wailing...

This kind of hysterical hissing echoed in his ears, bringing him pain into his bones.

Once upon a time, he screamed in despair like this, and degenerated from a human being to an ancient evil, Jia Luo Yan Mo.

The pain he endured was a hundred times more intense than that of Yao Liuli.

The red-eyed black cat squatting on Genelle's shoulder meowed and licked his cheek with its tongue.

This young black cat welcomes the gentle touch of its owner.

The owner put the bitten index finger into its mouth and fed it with blood.

The painful screams belonging to the women stopped immediately.

Not long after, the closed door burst open.

The well-dressed Leon went to the door and noticed the scene of Genelle feeding the black cat with blood.

Seeing his brother approaching, this incomparably beautiful boy withdrew his hand subconsciously.

Blood dripped to the floor, drawing the black cat to jump off Genelle's shoulder.

The cat crouched on the ground and licked the blood.

Genelle's hand was hanging by his side, the wound on the index finger was deep, and the blood was dripping continuously.

"You made that woman our kind."

There is no doubt that the entire Krillottuya family is a cursed existence, degenerated into ancient monsters.

They also have the ability to transform humans into their own kind.

The more advanced the Jialuo Yanma, after biting human beings with cursed lips and feeding them with their own unclean blood, the transformed people are often not ordinary people.

"Is my brother planning to marry her as his bride?"

Facing the boy's cold questioning, Leon's expression remained unchanged.

"I trust her sincerity, but I don't trust her blood as a human being. After all, the human body and will are always easy to be tempted and destroyed, and betrayal is always everywhere.

In order to make this heartfelt love eternal, I dragged her into the same hell as us. "

Genelle twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Even if you want to strengthen her loyalty and turn her into a similar family, it shouldn't be through the hands of my brother. Why don't you just let her become a mid-level apostle who was bitten by a black cat?"

"Are you angry?"

Leon stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his younger brother's head, but he waved his hand away indifferently.

"I just don't think that woman deserves to be our kind."

Genelle turned and left, the sneer never leaving his face.

"I really don't know where she deserves to be slept with by my noble brother. Among my brother's women, only she is the ugliest."

Genelle's cynicism made Leon feel ashamed.

"Her existence is useful."

Speaking the brutal truth outright, Leyleon showed his evil and cruel side.

"whatever."

As if angry, Genelle, with his arms folded over his chest, spoke nonchalantly.

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