My vests are all big guys

The moon shines coldly on everything in this seemingly splendid and ancient palace. The white light sprinkles on the gorgeous and complex blood-red walls outside the palace, revealing an ominous red light.

There are various patterns and irregular symbols on the walls, which make people feel dizzy and headache.

The four corners of the dark palace are supported by gray-white marble columns, which are cold and quiet in the dark corners. There are hazy gauze curtains hanging on the stone steps between the gray-white and gloomy marble columns. The cold wind blows, and the white gauze rolls up slightly, and the silver gauze shines with colorful light.

The fallen leaves not far away rustle, lingering around this ancient and terrifying palace. Something is quietly watching them, a group of humans who suddenly appeared in front of the palace, in the depths of the woods.

The moonlight is sparkling, quiet and weird. The cold wind blows, and Wen Man is frozen by the cold wind. She touches the goose bumps on her arms.

"Where is this? Is it the altar? It looks so eerie."

Mu Xinyu looked around first, then said to her, "I haven't been to the altar either, but I guess it is."

Bai Xuan's eyes slowly turned cold.

There is a remnant of the breath of the gods here, although it has been a long time, only a little breath is left that is almost imperceptible.

I don't know which god's temple it is.

And he has discovered that this space is already a hundred thousand miles away from the earth.

Vampires are indeed a race that loves to cause trouble. They can even think of using the palace of the gods as an altar.

I don't know what the other offerings are like now?

***

"Damn, something broke into the altar."

The dim light fell on the man's three-dimensional face, his pupils revealed a scarlet light, and his sharp fangs reflected a cold light. The huge black cloak fell on him the next second, and soon wrapped him tightly. A corner of the wide cloak fluttered and splashed a bone-eroding coldness.

The moonlight outside the cave was cold and bright, and countless scarlet eyes lit up in the cave.

"Everyone, for the revival of the blood clan, let's tear those damn invaders apart."

Countless human-skinned monsters with lush and slender appearances showed their ferocious fangs.

"For the revival of the blood clan!"

"Tear up the invaders!"

***

The golden palace gate was more than ten meters high, and was firmly supported by two gray-white pillars with the same pattern, height and shape on both sides. The gate was pure golden yellow, like the light of the sun. It was such a warm color, but here you could only feel the biting cold.

Everyone decided to enter the palace first to find the exact location of the altar. When all of them entered the palace, the gate behind them seemed to sense it and quickly closed the gate.

The heart in his chest beat violently when he saw a figure suddenly appearing in the hall. He stood at the gate and stared at the unclear figure calmly.

He should have known it long ago.

Vampires, a dying race, could not perform such a large-scale massacre and sacrifice, nor could they enter this decayed temple, even if the god had long since died.

The light golden moonlight shone through the window lattice into the gloomy palace, and everything in the palace, including Bai Xuan himself, was covered with a layer of light white gauze.

"What is that?" Wang Chengyang's ability began to warn violently again, and his teeth made a creaking sound.

Mu Xinyu's originally bloodless skin became even paler, "I have heard that there was a god in the altar, but it had died more than 100,000 years ago."

If it was really that god, they could not escape at all.

Bai Xuan knew the identity of the shadow the moment he saw it.

It was hard to tell whether it was sadness or something else.

He just looked at the figure and suddenly couldn't speak.

Messiah.......

Why, it was just a vest character setting, but he could always feel the indelible sadness and pain.

It was too uncomfortable.

He covered his chest, and a tear fell unconsciously from the corner of his slightly red eyes.

Yan Yao found that his face was not right, and wanted to come over to help him, but a figure was faster than him. Bai Qingge grabbed Bai Xuan's arm with one hand and supported him behind with the other hand.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Bai Xuan shook his head and steadied his body.

"Let's go quickly and find the altar first."

Yan Yao glanced at the motionless figure not far away, "What on earth is that? His breath is too terrifying. If it is really a god, it is probably an evil god."

The smell of blood and the mood of despair and sadness that followed them almost infected them. If it weren't for that thing not moving, they might not be a match here.

Could it really be a god?

This dark breath is more likely to be a demon.

Bai Xuan knew, of course, that it was neither a god nor a demon.

It was clearly the Son of Heaven who once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Seraphim - the Messiah.

He was born from a drop of blood from a god, so he has the breath of a god.

Kind, holy, pure white, elegant.

He blinked slightly, his black pupils looked large and indifferent, but his rising and falling chest showed that he was not calm.

Bai Qingge supported him and naturally felt the tension and trembling of his body. His eyes showed some doubts and worries. He followed the person in front of him without saying anything.

Everyone gathered together and did not dare to be alone. They walked along the first long corridor covered with velvet and bright red carpet after the entrance. The spacious corridor was tall and wide, with high walls hanging on both sides. Paintings of gorgeous oil paintings.

The colors of the first painting are gorgeous and clean. The golden light shines on the tall and glorious golden palace. It is noble and holy. A slender and uplifted hazy figure stands in front of the magnificent gate. Behind him, a vaguely white figure can be seen. Four wings.

The second painting shows a group of children on the grass outside the palace surrounding a white-haired priest whose face cannot be seen clearly. The priest is reciting poetry, and the children are attentive. The atmosphere is warm and lovely, and it is especially beautiful.

The third picture shows the priest preaching to the villagers and treating their illnesses and injuries.

...

The previous paintings were gentle and beautiful, until the sixth painting, they gradually began to change.

The picture gradually becomes darker and gloomier, and the colors become distorted.

The painting depicts a patient lying on a bed with a sallow complexion and wearing tattered clothes.

Behind him is an unruly demon.

...

Moving on, the last oil painting is so colorful that you can see the color of thick blood.

Crazy, twisted and shocking.

The poor villages were littered with corpses, and darkness enveloped the world.

The ignorant villagers surrounded the temple, broke down the door, knocked down the pillars, and tied the innocent priest with rough hemp ropes.

The white-haired priest raised his face slightly and looked at the sky. The sadness in his clean and pure white pupils seemed to hurt people's hearts through the painting.

People in ragged clothes and sunken cheeks set up bonfires, hoisted iron pots, and boiled water.

Their eyes were full of greed and desire.

The priest was pushed into the boiling water by the villagers.

The sky was completely dark.

The devil has come, and this time there is no god to protect the villagers.

*

After reading these paintings, no one spoke for a while.

"How could they do this?"

After a long while, Wang Chengyang made a dull sound. He had never thought that human nature could be so ugly and twisted.

The eyes of Yan Yao and Bai Qingge, who had always been calm, showed a faint uneasy emotion.

Not to mention everyone else.

Gan Lesheng choked out two words between his teeth, "Scum."

Wen Man: "Trash."

Mu Yao's eyes became even redder: "White-eyed wolf."

Bai Xuan's heart hurt even more, and he clutched his painful chest, which seemed to be torn open.

He seemed to hear the voice of an old friend, and he seemed to see the white-haired angel kneeling in front of the temple of Crystal Sky.

At that time, the white-haired angel felt chilled by God's attitude towards Lucifer. Most of his companions went to hell, so he decided to travel to the human world. Messiah spoke firmly to the God word by word.

[Messiah is willing to travel around the world, spread God’s will throughout the earth, and bring warmth and hope to mankind. 】

The Messiah is not a god, but he has the heart of a god.

He is a drop of God's blood.

It is goodness in the world.

But--

Why did it become this dark and hopeless situation now?

Bai Xuan looked at the shadow that appeared again at the end of the corridor.

But he no longer hesitated, his eyes were delicate and gentle, and the corner of his mouth raised a subtle but warm arc.

Make a mouth shape.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Messiah.

The author has something to say: There are many stories about the main card, and each card has its own story.

Most of them are stories I made up.

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"When Mei Qiang entered the men's group audition"

After personally sending his father to prison, Gu Ange finally lost the motivation to live.

He stood on the top floor of the abandoned community and jumped down.

*

When he woke up again, he was standing at the gate of the men's team talent show base called "1+1+1", dragging his heavy suitcase.

A strange voice came to my ears.

[The top star system is activated. 】

[Main mission 1: Debut. 】

[Failed to erase. 】

Gu Ange chuckled, "I don't want to live anyway."

*

At the beginning of the program, when facing three instructors and one hundred and ten other trainees.

The young man had a cold look on his face and an indifferent expression. He played the piano and sang a self-composed song.

*

He thought he had already given up on the world.

Until I got here.

He finally saw the love the world had for him.

Fans always say he is the light.

But he felt that they were clearly brighter.

Demining: There is a single arrow, and the male protagonist is very suave

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