Devil Seeds

Sun Shuyi swallowed the last bit of cake with a smile, then raised his hand and said, "Okay! I'll leave now, I'll give you a few days to think about it! After thinking about it, call me at this number, and of course the price will be determined next time." It's not the same."

After speaking, Sun Shuyi left a number, and deliberately made a threatening gesture, and then planned to leave.

This time, he came here just to check out the spots and try the taste, and he didn't expect to directly achieve his goal.

Although for monks, the so-called bone coins in this world are not rare, at least compared to hard currency such as plot points, bone coins can only be regarded as a narrow currency used in a small range.

But Sun Shuyi still didn't plan to spend too much money.

The conflict between the monks and the aborigines intensified, and there were also undercurrents in Phoenix City.

Sun Shuyi intends to take advantage of this contradiction to get what he wants.

By the way, create some trouble for those demon cubs of the Ten Demon Sects.

Going one step further, intensifying the conflict between the monks and the aborigines would be the best.

As we all know, the eight giants of light in Phoenix City are dominated by Phoenix on the surface, but they are secretly manipulating them. They have already become the first monks of the Ten Demon Sects to invade the world on a large scale.

The wasteland world is the base camp of the ten demon sect monks.

This is most true of the Old Continent.

The situation in the New World may be more complicated.

But in the Old Continent... it is very difficult for other monks to intervene.

Therefore, the monks of other sects and the casual monks who were suppressed in the wasteland world always wanted to cause trouble for the Ten Demon Sects, end their dominance, and take advantage of the contradictions between the monks and the aborigines, which was a common method.

It's old fashioned, but it always works.

Don't think that if the monks of the Ten Demon Sects play dirty tricks, they won't be tricked.

Standing in the open, anyone holding a signboard will gradually become a living target.

It's not easy to do something well, and it's often easier to screw something up.

What's more, in a different world, the demon seeds of the ten demon sect monks are no longer able to control them, and all kinds of magical powers that directly point to people's hearts can't be used. It is equivalent to pulling a large number of Ten Demon Sect monks to the same position as ordinary monks.

After Sun Shuyi left.

The woman actually stood up, but she could see that her legs were a little strange, as if there was something between them, so that when she walked, she looked weird, bloated and bloated. awkward.

She closed the store door, looked around vigilantly, and then looked at the camera on the street corner that had been knocked down by the brats, and smiled mockingly.

Instead, he walked to the depths of an alley, opened the locked gate, and found the dilapidated elevator that should have been out of service.

Taking the elevator, under the dim light, the elevator wobbled down to the negative eleventh floor.

The base city of Phoenix has been expanding. In addition to digging out more and larger underground spaces, digging deeper and superimposing layers is also the main means of expansion.

Of course, the further you go down, the worse the living environment is, and the less pleasant it is.

In addition to the more dark and humid problems, it also stems from the deeper underground levels and lack of corresponding defense forces. From time to time, some monsters who are good at digging holes and digging into the ground will sneak in and kill wantonly, so the lower you go, the fewer people there are. .

More are some processing plants and urban power supply, energy supply, and heat supply units.

In a power plant that had long been abandoned due to monster damage, the transformed space looked cold and empty.

Many people with candles in their hands and wearing black cloaks gathered here.

The faces under the cloaks were all wearing weird masks, and only one mouth was exposed, but the lips were all painted with black lip gloss.

In the middle of the space is a high altar.

On the cross on the altar, a masked girl with snow-white skin was bound.

Her face was covered, but her snow-white skin, exposed to the candlelight in the darkness, shone with a charming halo.

On the newly developed slightly convex, dotted with sinful rose red.

For some figures under the cloak, the sound of breathing became heavy.

"God will come to the world again, bear the sins on his back, and walk in the world as a saint. She will bear everything, bring light back to the world, and dispel the darkness."

"In the not-too-distant future, we will drink the virgin blood of the saint, take off the shell of the past from the darkness, and become immortal in the eternal kingdom. With our help, the saint will wash away the sins , return to his kingdom, look down on his people, wake up the Lamb."

"We guard the darkness, and we look forward to the dawn. Before that, we have to judge those hypocrites who use the name of God to confuse the world. They are not the saints in the prophecy, but they represent the duties of the saints and bear the responsibility of the saints." The glory of a woman." A cloaked man with a silver table knife stood in front of the cross and cut the girl's wrist and ankle with the knife.

Blood flowed out, and soon flowed to everyone's feet along the grooves on the ground.

"Our brothers and sisters who share the same belief, let us drink the blood of sinners first, and look forward to the perfect moment!"

The solemn and holy music sounded at this moment.

People lay on the ground one after another, licking the blood on the ground with the tip of their tongues, greedy and crazy.

The woman in the cake shop walked up to the person who presided over the sacrifice and whispered a few words.

The two came to a relatively secluded corner behind the crowd.

"In Matthew's prophecy, the saint who can find the real saint will wake up in Phoenix City. He will cross mountains and seas, find the saint in the New World, teach her to become an adult, and send her to the altar."

"In order to find the real saint, I let you add enchantment pollen to the pastry. Only the saint can resist this taste and will not get lost."

"You tell me now...you have found this saint?" the priest under the cloak asked the woman.

The woman said: "I'm not sure...the mentor! But he is a possibility, although he speaks glibly, like a gangster. But I can see that he is not born like this...he is hiding something."

The priest asked: "Could it be those immortal aliens?"

The woman said: "It is possible, but it is unlikely. They are usually not interested in my cakes, and they will not be tempted late at night to come to me to buy the last half of the cake. After all, my cake is for them , the taste can only be considered average, and only ordinary people will like it. Of course... this needs to be verified by a mentor, and I need your help to complete this task."

The priest seemed to be thinking.

"We must act cautiously. This is the city of giants of light. We can survive deep underground, where light cannot cover us. But it will be even more dangerous when we go to higher places."

"If we find the wrong target, it is very likely that our purpose will be exposed... This is not a good thing, my child!" said the priest.

The woman thought for a while, nodded and said: "Good mentor! I will test him a few more times to make the final confirmation. He wants to spend money to buy my cake recipe, I think this is an opportunity."

The fifth watch has arrived!

The eighteenth day of five consecutive challenges, completed!

Goodnight everybody!

The waste paper break is gone!