Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

Chapter 69 Information Exchange

Chapter 69 Information Exchange
"You... you monster!"

Even Maxwell was frightened by Ye He's inhumane state.

"Hahahaha! Thank you! This is exactly my nickname? Why, do you still want to fight me?"

Ye He smiled wantonly at Maxwell. A golden ripple and a silver ripple appeared on his left and right sides respectively, looking ready to go.

But the meaning of his words was successfully conveyed to Maxwell.

prophet!

This guy is watching in secret. Do you want him to watch us fight to the death like he's watching a play?
"……Humph."

The darkness drowned Maxwell and Winnie behind him, and then quickly dissipated, leaving the place empty except for a cold snort.

"Hehehe."

Ye He smiled playfully, then turned back to the girls, Father Anderson and others and said, "Let's go, it's none of our business. From now on, there will be nothing to watch, only real swords and guns."

As Ye He said, now that he has appeared, Maxwell will definitely be wary of him. The bloody civil war has become a three-party melee.

Fortunately, there are no other churches in Northenton, otherwise there might be more troubles.

"Father...your..."

Sister Little next to Father Anderson couldn't help but point at Ye He's chest.

Ye He is still in a state of cardiac arrest!

The girls in the choir couldn't help but stay away from Ye He. This priest's move was too cruel and inhuman. He could continue to move even if his heartbeat stopped. How could humans have this ability?

"Ha...listen carefully."

Ye He smiled at these people and motioned for everyone to listen to his chest.

Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, Ye He's heartbeat suddenly sounded.

"I just prolonged the interval between heartbeats, not stopped them. Medically speaking, this is called arrhythmia. Most people can't bear this kind of pain. I can only bear it."

After saying that, Ye He knocked on his chest again, and his heartbeat quickly returned to normal.

When they left the mansion and headed back to the Moon Glory Church, they found themselves in an inconspicuous-looking residential building not far from the mansion.

Floy lowered the curtains, quickly adjusted his expression, and then looked at Natasha in the room.

Mainly looking at the prophet on Natasha's chest, she asked the prophet with her eyes, if there is no fight over there, what should they do here?
When she noticed Ye He entering and facing Maxwell directly, she almost couldn't help but rush over.

"There's no rush. Since the church has ended, we can continue to hide and slowly intensify their conflicts."

The prophet's confident voice came from Natasha's chest.

He couldn't see Ye He from his perspective, but Ye He's figure seemed to appear in front of him.

Since this "investor" spent so much money on him, he probably wouldn't mind dragging him into the water himself.

The prophet knew very well that even though he was messing up the situation now, which seemed to be particularly beneficial to him, in fact, neither Ye He nor Maxwell were existences that he could confront head-on.

Among the three parties, only his side is destined to die personally. He is the one who can only sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.

Fortunately, he could hide himself, and the number of blood disciples he had gathered was almost reaching the number he expected.

As long as Maxwell is reluctant to part with so many blood disciples, and as long as Ye He is concerned about him letting these blood disciples riot and destroy Northenton, then he is still qualified to sit as a chess player.

"Floy, go kill that [Blood Shepherd], she's still at her original stronghold."

Although this [Blood Shepherd] is useful, it is the person provided by Ye He after all, and the prophet does not dare to keep her now.

"Yes."

Floy nodded and immediately walked out the door.

"You haven't fully recovered yet, have you? You can go to the remaining places to do some activities tonight and regain your condition as soon as possible."

The prophet's voice continued to come, but Floy didn't reply, closed the door and left.

She knew that Quinn was the person Ye He called to "help", and now she finally understood why Ye He asked her to hide their relationship.

The prophet didn't even dare to stay with a [blood shepherd] who didn't know anything, which shows how afraid the prophet was of Ye He.

Unfortunately, the prophet could not imagine that she was also Ye He's person.

Fortunately, I listened to Ye He's words and did not expose him. He only said that he tried to escape by pretending to die. Otherwise, he would not be able to find out the news about the prophet for Ye He.

Floy, who was walking in the corridor, was suddenly stunned for a moment. Wait, he seems to be a vampire, right?Why do I stand so firmly on the side of the church?
But thinking of the charming priest, Floy couldn't resist the impulse in his heart.

Blame it on love.

When Floy turned into a blood shadow and entered the original stronghold through the window, and silently opened the door of the room with the sound of breathing inside, she saw Ye He sitting beside the bed at a glance.

Her eyes suddenly lit up. She was still struggling with whether to let this woman go, but as a result, Ye He came in advance, so she didn't need to worry.

Ye He did guess that the prophet might not let Quinn go, and he also wanted to try his luck to see if the prophet still had the guts to stay here and wait for him.

As expected, the guy didn't have the guts, so Ye He called Quinn back to the church and stayed here, waiting for the prophet to send someone.

It was Floy who came, which was the best case scenario for Yehe.

He stood up from the bed, came to Floy with a smile, and kissed Floy's hand.

This is it……

Floy's body felt a little warm as he looked at this man who was "courteous" to him.

She just couldn't stand Ye He's aristocratic romance towards her.

So when Ye He asked, she told Ye He all the plans, arrangements, and current hiding place and other information about the prophet.

"Are you going to see him now? I'll take you there. I can help you get the secret whistle."

Floy, who was caught in the whirlpool of love, looked at Ye He in confusion, and was extremely well-behaved, which made Ye He very satisfied with this love.

He lowered his head and kissed Floy's forehead, looked out the window coldly, and said to Floy: "No, Floy, I can still use him if I keep him. Haha, my 'investment' can't be saved" It’s not that easy to get.”

"invest?"

Floy became interested in this term, and Ye He then remembered that she was the owner of a luxury hotel and a qualified businessman.

"Well, it's nothing actually. It's just 100 million gold pounds."

Ye He made an understatement, but Floy immediately broke away from his arms, looked at Ye He in astonishment and asked: "What? How much?"

Without waiting for Ye He to answer, Floyd continued: "One million! Oh! God! Do you know that my entire net worth is only this amount?

oh!Crocker, it’s hard for me to get it back. I may only have 10,000+ gold pounds left now. You actually invested 100 million in the prophet?How can you be so rich?
No, I have to help you get the money back, you..."

Floy was so excited that Ye He, who couldn't get in touch, could only stop her with his lips and continue talking. Then his hand spread out the silver ripples from behind Floy and took out a stack of checks.

After parting his lips, Ye He immediately dangled the stack of checks in front of Floyd's eyes. After catching Floyd's eyes, he smiled at Floyd:
"Don't worry, Floy. I'm very rich, very rich. Once the Prophet and Maxwell are dealt with, I think you won't mind managing the Grand Hotel in Cedarville for me, right?"

"Hmm... Mmmmm!"

Floy looked at the stack of checks that were fully stamped with at least four zeros and occasionally five zeros. His body couldn't help but become weak, and he stayed in Ye He's arms and refused to leave.

In order to get Ye He to leave Siegwig, William IV also spent a lot of money. Unfortunately, the reason for Ye He's departure in the end had nothing to do with the money.

After putting away the check, Ye He did not just immerse himself in the gentle land, but confessed to Floyd: "Dear Floyd, you need to return to the prophet now and inform him that Quinn has left here. Afterwards... let's meet over there at the pub."

"Ok."

After the check left her sight, Floy quickly regained some strength. She kissed Ye He's cheek, then reluctantly got up and left the stronghold.

The cool night breeze helped Floy, who was transformed into a blood shadow, regain some sense. She felt more and more that among the three forces in Northenton, it was a right decision to take refuge in Ye He.

She discovered that Ye He was a priest of the Zhengshen Church, had an upright identity, was powerful, could lead people to escape from Maxwell, and was also very, very rich.

What's even more amazing is that in this situation, she found that the relationship between herself and Ye He was still maintained by "love", so "pure"!
Floy could not think that Ye He, who was rich and powerful, was just playing with her and using her.

Even after thinking of this, perhaps Floyd felt that he was willing to be used by Ye He.

She quickly returned to her previous stronghold, which was a room in a residential building not far from Baron Faricon's mansion.

After adjusting his expression, Floy knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Floy was stunned for a moment, then turned into a blood shadow and entered the room through the vent. Only then did she realize that the prophet had left without saying goodbye, and the place was already deserted.

Found out? !
Floy was stunned, but she soon discovered a drop of blood left by Natasha and specially thrown in a specific corner under the bed.

This drop of blood scattered in a specific corner told Floy that they had changed positions. They were worthy of being prophets and were unwilling to stay in the same stronghold for too long.

Floy immediately went to another stronghold without stopping, and finally met the prophet.

"Are you leaving? It doesn't matter. The stronghold is abandoned. You should be careful when you go to recover and don't be discovered by people on both sides. There are not many people I can trust. Floy, I need you very much."

The prophet's voice was very sincere, but it made Floy frown. He glanced at Natasha's chest impatiently, and then turned into a blood shadow and left without saying a word.

"What's her attitude?! She's just a lost dog, but she still dares to wink at you, Lord Prophet?"

As soon as Floy left, Natasha became indignant on behalf of the prophet.

"Haha, no, Natasha, she is just unhappy that we changed bases without notifying her. This just shows that she can be trusted."

The prophet's tone was very brisk, and Floy's reaction, whether it was finding out that the [Blood Shepherd] was missing, coming back immediately to inform him, or such a small emotion that could only be felt towards one of his own, made the prophet very satisfied.

However, the prophet quickly sighed silently.

Just one Floy... is not enough.

Fortunately... he will be able to recover soon and improve the strength of these people, so that he can truly fight against Ye He and Maxwell.

The little emotion in Floy's performance won her the trust of the prophet. This was not Ye He's reminder, but Floy's own bold decision to make independent claims. Facts have proved that she has more exchanges with human society and has learned a lot. Floy is also very smart.

Over at the church, when Nefilia returned to the church with the girls of the choir and Father Anderson, Daphne, who had returned to normal, immediately appeared and took Father Anderson, others, and Nefilia. Together with Cathy and Crent, they were brought into a small room.

A huge, detailed map of Northenton City has been laid out on the table by Daphne.

Among them, the factories surrounding the residential area were deliberately reduced in size, and the residential area was enlarged. In the residential area, every street and every shop was marked with many red dots by Daphne.

"Is this... the territory occupied by the blood disciples?"

Father Anderson spoke in shock, because if the red dots represented occupation by blood disciples, then one-third of the entire residential area was already the territory of blood disciples.

He knew that there were many blood followers in Northenton, but Northenton was also a big city with a population of hundreds of thousands. Even though most of the sites occupied by the blood followers were not densely populated residential buildings, their number reached tens of thousands. To a great extent.

The problem is here, with so many blood disciples, the amount of blood needed to maintain their daily activities is an astronomical figure. It stands to reason that the humans in Northenton have long been eaten up by the blood disciples.

"It's a pity, yes, there are so many blood followers in Northenton."

Daphne sighed. She saw the [Holy Cross] emblem on Father Anderson and others, so there were some words she couldn't say.

"Father, if you have anything to say, just say it. We can accept any unfavorable information."

Wilt saw that Daphne was hesitant to speak, so he opened his mouth to let her speak directly.

"All right……"

Daphne glanced at Cathy and other "own people", and then said: "Actually... the vampires here in Northenton have been here for more than ten years."

"what?"

Not only Cathy who exclaimed, but others also looked at Daphne in astonishment.

"Yes, and a large number of blood disciples have completely integrated into this city and into the human society of Northenton."

Daphne continued: "Note, I said "thoroughly"! Completely! This kind of blood disciples, like humans, live and work in this city, and even start families and start their own businesses. They are even better than humans. Human beings need to abide by the law."

A bitter smile appeared on Daphne's face. She gave the surprised priests a few seconds to digest the news. She took out a cigarette and was about to light it when she suddenly saw it again. Cathy stared blankly at her appearance.

Just like those children who were taken in by the church and had a blank look on their future and where they were going.

Her heart trembled violently, and then she crushed the cigarette in her hand in silence.

Ye He's "enlightenment" was still very effective, but Daphne still couldn't forgive herself. She felt that she didn't deserve any "happiness".

Quit it...

"Father, the situation you are talking about... we have seen it in other places, but... how do these blood disciples endure the suppression of their own strength, and how do they obtain enough blood to survive?"

Wilt gave his companion a look and asked Daphne himself.

If what Daphne said was true, then the vampires in Northenton were completely different from the vampires in Lexington.

The blood disciples they had come into contact with in Lexington, who "integrated" into humans, still retained the characteristics of the blood disciples in their bones. They were cruel, violent, and bloodthirsty, but they were far less "well-behaved" than the ones here in Northenton. .

"To answer your question, I have to introduce you to a blood disciple first."

Daphne placed her finger on the location of Baron Faricon's mansion, which many people had visited tonight.

"The Prophet, the leader of the [Blood Moon] organization, the [Blood Chanter], it is he who has controlled the blood disciples in Northenton for so many years, managed them, and allowed them to be here in Northenton, Live like a human being.”

Speaking of the prophet, Daphne's eyes were very complicated. She had met the prophet once. At that time, the prophet dared to enter and leave the church openly, and he was also a close friend of the corrupted bishop.

Perhaps, they had discussed the "sale and purchase" of the orphans in advance.

It's a pity that Daphne didn't know this at the time, and she didn't have enough strength to destroy the prophet.

"This prophet has secretly controlled this city and corrupted this church, but he still requires blood followers to maintain restraint. I have personally seen him lead people to expel blood followers who disobey discipline and kill people at will. No. The blood disciples here in Senton are so docile, almost all because of the prophet."

"This……"

After listening to Daphne's introduction to the Prophet, Father Anderson and others showed expressions of disbelief. They could not understand why the Prophet was so responsible in taming and managing blood followers.

"Wait, you said, this church was corrupted by this prophet?"

Wilt noticed this important point.

Unlike Cathy, Nefilia and others who felt a little ashamed, Daphne nodded indifferently and explained to Wilt: "Don't worry, Father Yehe had already cleared the area as soon as he came to Northenton. I left this church, and now I am the only one left in this church.”

"Ah?" Wilt couldn't help but be even more surprised. Although the corrupt priest who rebelled against God did deserve to die, the gentle Father Ye He...

He thought of Ye He's feat of stopping his heart and frightening away a [Lightless One], and suddenly he was no longer surprised.

"Haha, he is indeed a competent priest."

Father Anderson smiled. It was obvious that he admired Ye He very much. He felt that he and Ye He had similar behavior and had many common topics.

However, Father Anderson also remembered the way Ye He stood shirtless at the window and smiled at him last night.

It could not be more obvious that Ye He "covered" for him.

The image of Floy's full body appeared in Father Anderson's mind, and he couldn't help but suppress his smile, and pressed his temples with a headache.

No... There is still a big difference between him and Ye He. He does not have Ye He's unbridled interest.

Daphne looked at the expressive Father Anderson inexplicably. Maybe it was a trait of the clergy from the Federation?She shook her head and brought the topic back:

"As for the blood rations for the blood followers, these two streets..."

Daphne pointed to a street not far from the station to the church, and another street in an almost symmetrical position.

"These two streets are full of pubs. Most of the residents here in Northenton are factory workers. They need a lot of venting activities at night. The streetwalkers, gamblers, and drunkards who live on these two streets are enough to attract bloodthirsty people." They provide enough blood.”

"Yeah, we passed this street the night we came here, and we noticed it too."

Krent confirmed to Daphne that Father Anderson and others seemed to have investigated these places, and the information matched each other. They also nodded to Daphne to express their understanding.

"This prophet is really powerful..."

Cathy sighed, even she could see that the prophet was indeed a "capable person".

"Yeah, but don't worry about this prophet. A few days ago, he triggered some ritual and summoned a [Lightless One], but he was immediately destroyed by this [Lightless One]."

Daphne also knew about the prophet's ritual, but at that time she was still restricted by the corrupt clergy in the church and could not do anything.

Just when everyone heard that the terrible blood disciple like the prophet had been eliminated and breathed a sigh of relief, Ye He's voice suddenly sounded at the door:

"No, the prophet is not dead."

Everyone looked toward the door and immediately saw Ye He, who suddenly left the team on the way back and suddenly returned to the church.

Ye He stepped forward and took a look at the map on the table, "Exchanging intelligence? Hmm... This map is meaningless. We can't kill it directly and openly. The blood followers will riot and attack ordinary people. No one wants to see it. Did this city disappear from the territory of the Laurent Empire?”

Everyone immediately shook their heads in unison, and Krent and Cathy looked at Ye He with a "Captain, please don't be impulsive" look.

Ye He continued to explain: "The actual situation now is like this. The Prophet is seriously injured and hiding in a corner to survive. Maxwell, oh, that is the [Lightless One], was used by the Prophet tonight to destroy him. A plan to amass money and control the city.

But both of them have great appeal as blood followers. No matter which side we attack, we may cause blood followers to riot. "

After speaking, Ye He glanced at Father Anderson and the other three, and smiled at them: "What I wanted to show you tonight was the fight between the Prophet and Maxwell, but I didn't expect that the Prophet took advantage of you."

At the end of his words, Ye He glanced at Nefilia. "You" refers to Nefilia.

The captain of the choir also understood how complicated the situation in Northenton was at this time, and she gave Ye He an apologetic look.

"No, no need to apologize. It's because I didn't have time to share the information with everyone."

Ye He simply took the responsibility on himself. It was also his problem that he "believed" in the prophet too much.

"Back to the topic," Ye He reached out to take the pen from Daphne, and roughly drew a few circles on the map to divide the territory occupied by the vampires.

"These places," he pointed to a tavern, a commercial street, and even several residential areas, said to everyone, "are Maxwell's current sphere of influence. Please try not to get too close in the future. .”

Then he pointed to other places and said: "The rest is the prophet's sphere of influence. The local blood disciples are fine. I am trying to solve the external blood disciples. Don't worry. I will provoke them when they reorganize their forces." Their internal fighting makes them consume their own strength."

After listening to Ye He's explanation, Wilt immediately asked Ye He: "I have a few questions, Father, how do you know this? Also, how do you provoke internal fighting among them? The manpower they have lost, Wouldn’t it be supplemented from innocent residents?”

"Well, I can answer the first two questions for you together. It's very simple. Among the blood followers controlled by both parties, some of my people are serving as cadres."

your people?

Human or vampire?
Father Anderson and Krent seemed to understand something immediately, and they both showed shocked expressions to Ye He again.

"As for how to disperse the people...hehehe, everyone will know tomorrow."

Ye He would not always be in a state of being threatened. The Prophet and Maxwell threatened Ye He with the lives of ordinary people in the city and tried to restrict him, which had long made Ye He very unhappy.

But Ye He has already thought about the countermeasures. Whether it is a more radical method or a milder method, Ye He is ready.

It just depends on whether a certain female college student is worthy of cooperating with him.

"Okay, tomorrow... no, starting from the day after tomorrow, everyone will start working hard. Please try your best to have a good rest in the remaining day and two nights."

Feeling that the information had almost been exchanged, Ye He left such meaningful words and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, Captain, are you still going out?"

Cathy noticed that Ye He was walking outside the church. She didn't know Ye He's great achievements in frightening Maxwell away, so she didn't understand why Ye He was still messing around since he already fully understood the danger of this city. visit.

"Haha, go to bed early, I have a date."

Ye He's voice floated over from the door of the church, and his figure disappeared into the night.

Dating?

Cathy looked at Krent.

Krent shook his head at her quickly, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything, I was sleeping the whole time last night!"

Is it related to last night?

Cathy's expression became more curious.

Nefilia stepped forward and held down Cathy's little head, warning her: "It's best not to disturb your captain."

"Uh... yes."

Cathy can be willful and not listen to anyone, but she dare not disobey Nefilia, who still dreams of joining the choir.

The future captain told her not to disturb the current captain, but she could only suppress her curiosity.

"Guys, let me arrange a room for you to rest."

Daphne didn't care about Ye He's whereabouts. She had some inexplicable trust in Ye He. Looking back, she began to entertain Father Anderson and others.

Krent looked at the map on the table a few more times. For some reason, he always felt as if everyone had forgotten something.

He couldn't think clearly, and the girl in his heart didn't remind him, so he shook his head, yawned, and prepared to go back to rest.

"How about you come with me to see Alice?"

Nefilia suggested to Cathy that Alice was still unconscious when she came back just now, Cathy should have noticed.

Of course Cathy would not refuse. She followed Nefilia in a hurry, and together they came to the floor behind the church where the choir girls rested.

When they came over, Alice had already woken up. The eldest lady was sitting silently by the bed, and several members of the choir were accompanying her.

"Go back and rest."

"Yes, Captain."

Nefilia persuaded the others to leave. She looked at Alice who was silent and said nothing. She went directly over and took Alice into her arms.

Cathy, who was standing by the door, heard Alice's sobs coming from Nefilia's arms.

She saw Nefilia gently caressing Alice's head, as tenderly as a goddess.

"Team...Captain...Am I really wrong? Should that kind of monster really be allowed to live in this world?"

"..."

Nefilia was speechless. She didn't know how to answer Alice's question. She was afraid of hurting this poor and fragile team member.

"Ahem, my captain is not wrong, Alice, it's you who are wrong!"

Cathy suddenly felt that now seemed to be the time for her to "show off".

But as soon as she said these words, Nefilia and the choir girls gathered at the window and door looked at Cathy in surprise.

They still don't know the story that happened between Ye He and Alice. It seems that this little girl knows about it?
Alice also raised her head from Nefilia's arms, her eyes widened and red from crying, and she looked at Cathy angrily.

Cathy was startled by Alice's gaze, but she still had the courage to face the angry gaze and said to Alice:
"Those children have been completely contaminated by monsters. You know that they will only die in pain and continue to hurt other people in the process. Only by eliminating them as soon as possible can we bring them relief..."

"Shut up! Those children can still be saved! There must be other ways to save them... They can still be saved!"

Alice's paranoia finally manifested itself in front of Nefilia and the others.

Facing Alice like this, Cathy didn't know what to do.

"Where's the evidence?"

The speaker was Daphne. She had just sent the three people from [Holy Cross] down to rest. She noticed the movement here and couldn't help but take a look. She just happened to hear Cathy's explanation to Alice, and Alice. Extreme.

"evidence?"

Alice was stunned by Daphne's question.

"Yes, where's the evidence? How do you prove that those children can still be saved?"

The expressionless Daphne looked at Alice with a very cold look.

She continued: "According to Article [-] and [-] of the "Regulations on the Church's Special Preparatory Plan for Monsters", if it cannot be proven that a person infected by a monster has transformed into a demon carrier, and if there is a possibility of survival, he will be treated as dead."

After formulaically explaining the clearly stated regulations in the church, Daphne looked at Alice and uttered a few words indifferently: "So, when you have no evidence to prove that those children still have the possibility of survival, they are already dead. .”

dead... dead?
Alice froze on the spot, a teardrop that had not yet dried up slipped from her cheek, and finally hit Nefilia's arm holding her, shattering with a bang.

She closed her eyes and passed out.

"what!"

The girls let out worried exclamations, but Daphne smiled slightly, turned around and said to everyone: "Go back and rest, let her have a good sleep, she will be fine."

"Go back and rest, I'll just stay with Alice."

Nefilia also dismissed the team members again. She gave Cathy a "go back" look, and then looked gratefully at Daphne's back as she left.

Ye He didn't know anything that happened in the church, and he wouldn't care if he knew.

Ye He, who was dressed for a night walk, was stepping into a street full of pubs.

This street was drawn on the map by Yehe and fell within Maxwell's sphere of influence.

The vampires active on this street are also from outside, and most of them are unruly vampires.

The few taverns on the outer edge were okay. At most, vampires and humans were just like before, "trading" with each other and each getting what they needed.

But as Ye He stepped deeper into the street and approached several taverns with a faint smell of blood, the atmosphere here was completely different.

Just in the crowd outside the tavern, the ratio of vampires to humans was almost one to one.

A man hugging him excitedly stepped into the alley next to the tavern. His goal was the hotel at the end of the alley.

He thought he was lucky tonight, but the two female blood disciples who were fawning next to him had secretly planned how to "enjoy" this man with their eyes. Even if he could come out of the hotel tomorrow, he would not Maybe still human.

The ignorant Liu Ying caressed the chest of a strong blood disciple, and his eyes fell tightly on the blood disciple's waist, which was a bulging wallet stuffed with a pile of waste paper.

She thought she had met a nice guest, but she didn't notice at all that she had touched the razor-sharp ribs on the chest of this bloody disciple with red eyes, and she couldn't wait to open them and stuff her inside. Go in.

"Good place."

Ye He smiled and moved on.

This handsome man with an oriental face, even though he seemed to have a clear goal, attracted the attention of no less than ten female blood disciples in this short few dozen meters.

These female blood disciples glanced at the direction Ye He was heading towards, which was a tavern they nicknamed "the restaurant".

They looked at each other, and each showed a relaxed expression of "you can enjoy it without any effort", and followed Ye He silently.

Ye He noticed these female blood disciples, but he didn't care. Even when he opened the door of the "restaurant" and felt the air full of hormones and blood, he didn't care at all and walked lightly. stepped in.

The tavern was deliberately divided into many small booths, which looked similar to the booths in Ye He's previous life. However, the tables in these booths were small and pitiful, but the chairs could sleep two people.

There were only a few small steam lamps placed in the entire tavern, which were not enough to illuminate much of the area. Even so, the steam lamps were specially covered with a layer of red gauze, making the atmosphere in the entire tavern even more intense. ambiguous.

The charming smell almost didn't cover up the smell of blood, and the moans one after another had already filled Ye He's ears. Ye He continued to walk into the depths of the tavern without stopping.

The female blood disciples who came in a step slower than him excitedly caught the scent of Ye He, and they happily followed him.

Some men noticed these female blood disciples and immediately excitedly tried to invite them to sit down. However, the "delicious meal" was right in front of them, and these other "small snacks" in the "restaurant" were simply not worth their attention, so these men only They were able to return to their original positions and continue to have fun with the female vampires who didn't care at all that they were finding other female companions, but soon they could no longer make any sound.

The female blood disciples who followed finally saw Ye He enter a small cubicle in the deepest part of the tavern. They stood in the darkness, staring at each other with scarlet eyes, and quickly assigned the "order" .

The three female blood disciples stood out from the crowd, disarming their equipment and laughingly stepping into the compartment where Ye He was.

Then, scarlet blood tentacles quickly penetrated their bodies.

After these tentacles passed through the bodies of these female blood disciples, they immediately extended upward and spread along the ceiling.

The three female blood disciples twitched silently, and soon turned into mummies, and then into ashes. In the end, nothing was left, as if everything about them had been assimilated by these blood tentacles, helping these blood tentacles to extend out. .

After a while, the tentacles of blood spread wide enough on the ceiling, locking all the lives in the tavern except this compartment one by one, and pierced one after another of sharp blood downwards. prick.

After a series of slight "puff" sounds that penetrated the body, the tavern became quiet.

The blood thorn was retracted, and the blood on the ceiling returned to the compartment where Ye He was, falling in front of Ye He who was sitting on the chair, and soon turned into the figure of Floy.

Floy looked at Ye He with some embarrassment. She was a little afraid that Ye He, a priest, would be unhappy when he was "eating" in such a big way in front of his "lover".

But Ye He was smiling at her, as gentle as ever, and he also took out two tall glasses and a bottle of red wine from behind.

Floy's eyes immediately became moist.

(End of this chapter)

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