Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black stockings Little Red Riding Hood!

Rhode walked out of the secret room.

The girl who had been waiting outside the door looked towards the secret room after seeing Rhode come out.

""Ah!"

The next second, the bloody scene made the girl scream.

Rhodes frowned and raised his hand to cover the girl's mouth.

"The priest was possessed by a demon just now, and I helped him expel the demon"

"Go find a doctor now to help him stop the bleeding."

The panicked girl suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder the priest had such a ferocious expression just now. It turned out that he was possessed by a demon.

So, it was this man who saved her.

Thinking of this, the girl looked at Rhodes with gratitude.

"I'll go find a doctor!"

Watching the girl walk away, Rhodes also planned to leave the church.

As for whether the priest can survive, what does it have to do with him.

Next, go to the village chief and you should be able to find some clues about the werewolf.

It's very obvious now that things have developed.

The appearance of the werewolf must be related to the village chief.

In fact, the village chief is likely to be the mastermind behind all this.

Just as he was about to leave the church, Rhodes suddenly saw the huge cross standing behind the church.

The cross was several meters high and coated with a layer of silver.

This church has existed for at least several decades.

So, this thing can be considered an antique.

"Don't come here for nothing."

Rod raised his hand and made a sacrifice.

Swish!

A flash of light, and the huge cross disappeared instantly.

Rod felt something extra in his hand.

He opened his palm and saw an exquisite cross necklace about ten centimeters long, emitting a sacred and dazzling light.

After a moment, the light gradually dissipated.

Everything just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Rod frowned, and felt a strong sense of discomfort all over his body. It seemed that his body instinctively rejected this cross necklace.

Thinking of the werewolf blood in his body, Rod's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.

Silver items have a strong restraint on werewolves.

If a silver weapon is pierced into the body of a werewolf, a simple injury may cause fatal damage.

He has a part of werewolf blood in his body, so he will naturally be affected by silver products.

However, his werewolf blood is obtained through the ability of sacrifice, which is fundamentally different from normal werewolf blood.

Therefore, unlike ordinary werewolves, he has no resistance to silver products.

Even this blessed cross necklace only made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

If it were an ordinary werewolf, it is estimated that when he touched this cross, he would have been lying on the ground powerless and waiting to die.

"It will be useful when encountering those difficult dark creatures."

Rhode muttered quietly.

In Western legends, most dark creatures and fantasy species have obvious weaknesses.

For example, elves are afraid of iron.

Werewolves are afraid of silver products, and vampires are afraid of crosses.

This cross necklace may be of great use when encountering powerful dark creatures.

Putting the cross in his personal space, Rhode walked out of the church.

Just as he was about to go to the direction of the village chief's house, a figure suddenly emerged from the corner.

Rhode frowned and turned sideways to avoid it.

As a result, this guy seemed to have identified him and bumped into him head-on.

With a cry of pain,

Rhode didn't feel anything because he was thick-skinned.

The woman who bumped into Rhode, however, lost her balance and sat on the ground.

"It hurts!"

The woman rubbed her buttocks and slowly raised her head.

When their eyes met, Rhode's eyes lit up.

The woman sitting on the ground was wearing a red knee-length skirt, a red velvet hat, and a red cloak behind her. She was 1.7 meters tall, her skin was as white as snow, and her long golden hair was casually scattered, which further set off her white skin.

Her chest was high, and her career line was deep and long, with no bottom.

Under the black corset, her slender waist was so thin that it could not be grasped, and the loose long skirt could not cover her exaggerated figure.

The waist was wide and straight, and the faint curve was as round as a peach.

Below was a pair of straight and well-proportioned slender legs, white and flawless.

Exquisite face, flaming red lips, pure and enchanting.

Looking at this girl wearing high heels, 36D long legs and black stockings, Rhode couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Women with this figure, appearance, and temperament are extremely rare even in modern society. They actually appeared in a dilapidated village.

""I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to visit my sick grandmother and accidentally bumped into you."

The girl sitting on the ground got up with a painful look on her face, with an apologetic look in her eyes.

"Grandma?"

Rhodes raised his eyebrows.

Before he could ask, the girl took the initiative to explain.

"My grandma lives alone in the forest, I have to go there quickly, otherwise it will be dangerous to be alone at night."

Rod heard this, his expression was a little strange.

A seriously ill grandma, she was fragile.

If this was played according to the normal script, should he take the initiative to offer to go with her?

However, isn't it a bit too coincidental?

He just came to the village, and he ran into such a thing.

And the most important point.

How dare a young girl walk into the forest where werewolves appear alone.

Everything is too coincidental.

Rod thought for a while, and planned to continue the play.

If you don't take the initiative to get into the trap, how can you know who is hiding behind the trap?

"It's too dangerous for you to go alone. I'd better go with you."

"By the way, I don’t know your name yet?"

"I don’t have a name, but they call me Little Red Riding Hood!"