guile fairy

The boy's skin was turned outwards, and his lips were split open on both sides. His blood-red eyes stared at Fu Zhaozhao, and then he showed a weird smile.

"It seems that I still underestimate you Orientals." The young man said in a vague voice, but his eyes were fixed on her, and his eyes moved from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

Being stared at by the other party, Fu Zhaozhao frowned slightly in discomfort. The current appearance of the other party was indeed a bit disgusting.

The young man raised his hand, took the seemingly stable seat on the side, and then threw it towards the opposite side.

A strong gust of wind hit, and Fu Zhaozhao dodged reflexively, but Josephine, who was peeping in the corner, was hit hard, and bright red blood slowly flowed from his head.

The smell of blood stimulated the young man, and his throat couldn't help but move. He was already thinking about whether he should be full or not.

However, Fu Zhaozhao did not give him this chance. Just like him, he easily lifted a long chair and threw it towards the young man.

The other party didn't have Fu Zhaozhao's kind of reflexes. He didn't react until the chair hit him, and he could only barely avoid it.

When Fu Zhaozhao saw this, he smashed several of them in succession, and almost swung the chairs around him before the other party could react.

Josephine covered her bleeding head while secretly trying to lift it up.

It turned out that the chair seemed to be welded to the ground and could not even be moved, let alone lifted with one hand.

At first, the young man just dodged the chairs that were flying towards him in a panic, but soon he could see the direction of each chair clearly, and he was able to avoid them very easily.

When he saw that all the chairs across from him were thrown away, he couldn't help but smile strangely, "Let me see what else you can do now."

Fu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, but without saying a word, he took out a red rope soaked in holy water from his hand.

Before coming in, she had tried the ability of this holy water and found that although it was not obvious, it was still somewhat useful to some specific species.

Her behavior of smashing the chairs just now was not to vent her anger, but because there were too many of them and blocked her movement, so she smashed the chairs out to see if there were any unexpected effects.

Obviously, the other party is very adaptable to this body, but it takes a while to see through it.

Fu Zhaozhao twisted the red rope around his hand and made it into a thin whip in a moment.

Then under the astonished eyes above, he whipped hard.

……

The next scene was so scary that Josephine wished she had never been here or seen this scene before. She was like a quail, hiding in the corner and not daring to raise her head.

The sound of whipping, the sound of someone being whipped hard if they couldn't dodge, and the bluff warnings all made Josephine wonder if she had been deceived by the boy before.

He's obviously so crispy and can't bear a beating.

Fu Zhaozhao whipped him one after another. Every time the young man moved to a new place, he was whipped in anticipation. Within a moment, he was covered in bloodstains, but he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

After about ten minutes of touching, Fu Zhaozhao seemed to be tired from playing. She breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's been a long time since I exercised so much." She sighed.

Young man: "???" Do you want to listen to what you are saying? ! !
That being said, the boy looked exactly like the same person now as he did at the beginning. Although the disguise on his body was gone, he obviously looked more fragile. He didn't look like he was strategizing in front of Josephine at all.

After the last whip came down, the young man said angrily: "That's enough!"

Fu Zhaozhao paused slightly.

The young man was angry: "To use your old Oriental saying, it would be disrespectful to smoke again!"

As soon as he said this, Fu Zhaozhao didn't know whether to continue beating him or stop right there. Seeing that he didn't have a few good pieces of meat on his body, he rarely stopped and made a gesture to stop.

As soon as the young man breathed a sigh of relief, the red rope wrapped around his body and tied him tightly. In addition, the red rope was stained with holy water, and bursts of white smoke came out when it came into contact with his skin.

Suddenly, his whole body shook in pain for a while, and suddenly he fell to the ground without any strength.

The young man said as if he was struggling to death, "The Oriental people are really despicable, they actually attacked us secretly!"

Fu Zhaozhao corrected him, "That's the wrong word to use. To be precise, it means attacking someone unprepared."

"The cock is not covered? What do you mean?" Josephine stuck her head out and asked cautiously.

When he saw him coming out, Fu Zhaozhao remembered something, "You came out just in time, I almost forgot about you."

"What?"

A few seconds later, Fu Zhaozhao tied Josephine and the boy together, clapped his hands, and looked like he was done.

Josephine was scared to death, especially because his forehead was still bleeding from time to time. Not to mention how tempting blood was to the young man.

He even remembered the scene when the boy hunted for the first time. It was so scary that he couldn't help but have nightmares every night.

Now that he was so close to the other party, he was so frightened that he started to tremble like chaff from a sieve.

"Oh my god, what's wrong with you...why do you do such a cruel thing? God will not bless you..." Josephine said tremblingly.

Fu Zhaozhao looked at him condescendingly: "It doesn't matter whether God will bless me, but you definitely won't."

"Have you forgotten what you have done?"

When she said this, Josephine was speechless.

"Then you...then what do you want to do with me?"

"Disposal? No need." Fu Zhaozhao said, "I informed the church people before coming here, and it should be almost here now."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of urgent footsteps at the door.

Fu Zhaozhao raised his eyes and said softly, "It's coming soon."

A group of divine messengers wearing black robes hurried over. At the forefront was the godfather in red. There seemed to be a woman in the middle. She was wrapped in black robes. Although she kept her head down and was mixed in, Fu Zhaozhao recognized it at a glance. reveal the other party’s identity.

As soon as everyone appeared and saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned for a moment. Then one of the divine envoys walked up to Fu Zhaozhao and asked with a slight hesitation: "Did you notify us to come?"

Fu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, "Can't you tell?"

The red-clothed godfather asked the envoy to step back, stepped forward, made a gesture of thanks, and then said: "During this period, we have been tracking down the murderer about the time of the attack, but we never expected that he was someone from within our ranks, and secretly Hide this filthy man."

Hearing this word, the boy suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard something interesting.

Then he stared at the leader in red with his red eyes and said word by word: "Then do you want to know who could make my holy mother give birth to this filth like me?"

The leader in red frowned and was about to scold him, but was stopped by the woman in black robe behind him.