So I Am A Demon Descendent!

It was an old man who was about to die. He was wearing a black robe with gold trim, thin white hair, slack skin, covered with age spots, and pale blue eyes were turbid. It must have been blue eyes like the sea when he was young.

Inside the cathedral, all the senior members of the Holy See who participated in the meeting couldn't help but get up, right fists pressed against their chests, and salute the elderly. This was the etiquette that the Pope was entitled to use.

Quinn Adams.

For the younger generation of the Holy See, the name was a portrait of the sages hanging on the wall.

The thirteenth generation commandment commander!

The Dragon Knight is the fifteenth generation commander.

The old man was active in the middle of the last century. He is the old man of the Holy See who is the same generation as the Pope. In the distant past, the Pope, the head of the Templars, and the head of the disciplined knights are known as the Holy Triangle. Once fought side by side, leaving countless glorious deeds.

"Quin, my old friend, why are you here?" The pope smiled.

Quinn Adams slowly walked into the Holy See, stepped onto the scarlet carpet, approached, stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the same old face of the Pope: "Under the crown, I will end my life."

The Holy See was suddenly uproar.

The bishops looked at each other with grief.

Quinn Adams has been living for more than ninety years, almost a century. Decades ago, the old man retired behind the scenes and took care of himself at the Holy See's headquarters. He rarely showed up. The bishops here couldn't remember when he last saw the old man.

Bloodlines have a much longer life span than ordinary people, but often strong bloodlines do not live long. In their nineties, even longevity in ordinary people is only longevity, and it is not a big deal.

Because of the trauma suffered by blood in their lives, it is enough to let ordinary people die 10,000 times. After all, blood is only a flesh and blood body. Even if these injuries are healed, there will be a variety of dark diseases, which will cost Shou Yuan.

Just as ordinary people suffer fatal injuries, their bodies can weaken for many years.

From ancient times to the present, most of the extreme paths and half-step extreme paths were killed from the blood of the dead mountains.

"Did you even reach this moment?" The Pope lamented.

"Life and death, more than reincarnation. Don't worry about me under the crown." Quinn Adams whispered, "I already know the blood knight's betrayal of the Holy See, so let me contribute to the Holy See."

The Pope stared at him for a long, long time, "OK."

...

A small town far from Berlin.

The Chinese name is Carlings. Li Xianyu doesn't know much about Germany. I don't know how many cities this city belongs to, but according to the city's infrastructure, at most it looks like a third-tier city in China.

Whether a city is affluent or not cannot be judged solely on infrastructure. Old, sometimes also represents the inside. Although Li Xianyu has not been abroad before, he has been to Xiangjiang several times. In addition to the core areas, the place looks worse than the third-tier cities on the mainland.

But Xiangjiang's per capita income is twice that of the mainland. You put a plate in the restaurant, and you also earn more than 5,000 a month.

Except for the appearance of the city, the population here is not large, and it is difficult for you to see the scenes of rubbing shoulders on the street.

The blood knight said that it is still "lively". In the past few years, the refugee crisis in Europe broke out. Germany took the lead and accepted a large number of refugees.

"The perennial free movement of population and open border policies in Europe have led to the infiltration of terrorism and cultists. In previous years, I personally dealt with a cult organization."

When talking about this topic, they were fooling around in the bar at night.

Li Xianyu and the Blood Knight lie on the edge of the deck on the second floor, overlooking the lively dance floor below. The lights are ambiguous. The woman in a bikini shows off in the middle of the dance floor and makes all kinds of naked provocations.

On the dance floor, men and women twisted their bodies and shook their heads.

Two days have passed since the encounter in the jungle, and they went to the city to purchase supplies. Lyon proposed to come to the bar to relax and relax.

The blood knight is experienced, knowing that he has been in a state of escape for a long time, and finally his mindset will collapse, so he agrees.

Taking a girl to a bar is what all men dream of. Lyon smiled at the time and told Li Xianyu with an eyebrow, brother took you to see exotic bars.

At the beginning, Li Xianyu really thought he was a veteran in the night market, but found that it wasn't. The man entered the bar with a straight waist and a stiff complexion. He sat there and started drinking without a word.

Look at Li Peiyun's pride and indifference on weekdays, while Erlang's legs were crossed and his eyes narrowed, there was a bit of cynical noble son Fan Er.

"I know, three punches killed Kansai town." Li Xianyu said.

"Town Kansai?" The Blood Knight is obviously not a foreigner who loves literature.

I have never heard of the famous Kansai brother.

"It is our ancient cult boss in ancient China who was beaten to death by the righteous monk with three punches." Li Xianyu said simply the deepest deeds.

After hearing this, the blood knight was shocked: "The history is surprisingly similar."

He also killed three cult leaders with three punches. He is also a master of religious organizations. He is now in the grass.

"Then what happened to your righteous monk," the Blood Knight asked.

This is embarrassing. Li Xianyu's impression of literary masterpieces only stays in film and television dramas, and he still looks a little to the east and a little to the west. I have never read the original book. Even the most familiar Journey to the West, watched TV series, watched cartoons, and watched comic books. The original book has never been touched.

After thinking about it, he said with regret: "At last he was killed by the court."

Anyway, the heroes on Liang seemed to be killed by the court in the end, and Lu Zhi deeply wanted to be no exception.

When the blood knight heard it, he changed his word quickly: "History always looks similar."

Li Xianyu smiled, took out a small cosmetic mirror from his pocket, and looked forward to self-pity in the mirror.

He was looking at his makeup and was taken away by the blood knight. After a night of tossing, and then a two-day long journey, he didn't even dare to wash his face.

After getting into the city, I wore a mask and ran the mall to buy some cosmetics, which made me a beautiful makeup.

You Hufa is a thoughtful girl. Considering that she may not be with him, she teaches her makeup early.

I'm already a mature ladies' glamour, I have to learn to make up myself.

With this in mind, Li Xianyu learned it very seriously.

The makeup is a bit more delicate and inferior to the right-care professional, but it is no problem to cover up his previous facial features.

A blonde beauty wearing a camisole came out of the dance floor and locked their table seat. She first hooked up with Li Peiyun and murmured in German. Li Peiyun ignored her.

Even if he thought, there was no language.

The blonde woman's eyes fell on the blood knight again, but when he saw that he was chatting with a tall women's gangster, he was enthusiastic, and in this order, he finally chose between Lyon and Calorie.

Calories were eliminated, he couldn't help it, he was too thin, the calories burned too high, thin and numb, and he couldn't do much to get to bed. In Europe and America, women's aesthetics still favor strong and handsome men.

Unlike in a certain country, men draw a smoky makeup, they are not male or female, and they are particularly attractive.

Shapely, the handsome-looking Lyon became her target.

"Hey, handsome guy, can I have a drink." The blonde woman winked at Lyon.

Lyon looked at him and said nothing.

"Please have a drink. Whatever you want me to do, I'll follow you." The woman said again.

Li Xianyu thought to himself that if it were in China, it would be a wine tray. But abroad, in all likelihood, it is about pao.

Heck, I did n’t know how to wear women ’s clothing anymore, so it ’s not easy to come to Europe, and I do n’t want to eat Western food.

But now that I am like this, I am not eating Western food, but the other party is eating Chinese food.

The calories blew a whistle, suggesting Lyon with a crazy look.

Lyon had a little embarrassment on his face, and immediately nodded in agreement.

After drinking a cup, the blonde woman sat down on the sofa next to Lyon's body and felt his hard muscles, very satisfied.

"What do you want me to do?" The blonde woman winked.

It's late and it's time to do something. She even hinted that when she turned left from the bar, there was a youth hostel at the intersection.

Everyone looked at Lyon with ambiguous eyes.

"Can you do anything?"

"Ok."

Lyon swallowed, hesitated, hesitated, and hesitated for a long time: "Go and buy the order."

"Fuck!"

The blonde woman went away in anger.

"Hahaha ....." Calorie rolled over the sofa with a smile, and the blood knight shook his head, with a grin that hated iron and steel.

Li Peiyun looked at Lyon with the fool's eyes.

"....." Li Xianyu choked for a long time. "He was just teasing that woman?"

The blood knight drank the beer in his mouth, and said helplessly: "No, I promise, he wants to sleep with that woman more than anyone, but he can't."

"Early chickens?"

"No, Lyon has phobia. He is a killer cultivated by the Holy See. He has never contacted women before the age of 18. Some people will be open to **** and become a stallion. But some people will be depressed because of long-term depression. I was afraid of women, I did n’t dare to touch them, I was afraid to touch them. So he ’s still a young boy. He has a strong mouth, but he has no courage. ”

Li Xianyu remembered the words of Lyon when the blood knight first met.

It turned out to be the strongest king.

"This is nothing, I have seen a more terrifying phobia." Li Xianyu said, "I have a friend. In his eyes, a woman is a poop, and a more beautiful woman is more like a poop. He refuses to contact any When a woman makes physical contact, even if she shakes her hand, he can't wait to cut off his arm. He even feels that it's a torture to breathe in the same room with a woman. "

"Then you must be the most poop-like woman in the world in his eyes." The blood knight teased.

"....."

The words of the blood knight were like a lightning strike into Li Xianyu's mind.

Whoops, I do n’t know if my charm power has any effect on King Kong, maybe he can cure his phobia.

From ancient times to today, two kinds of people are the worst: women who ca n’t eat chicken and people who have never had a chance to attack Bao in their lifetime.

If this can cure King Kong's phobia, no matter from the perspective of a friend or King Kong himself, it will be a great thing.

However, in case he did not cure the phobias, he was obsessed with the character "Li Qianyu", so he could not lift a stone and hit his own feet.

So, in the hustle and bustle of the bar, Li Xianyu quietly dispelled the idea of ​​saving King Kong's phobia.

I can be coquettish for the task, but I can't forget that I am a man, and the ladies are also dignified.

"What shall we do next?" Li Xianyu thought back, and asked.

"I don't know," the Blood Knight said.

"... This way, I will give you the opportunity to organize languages." Li Xianyu said.

"But I didn't really think about it." The blood knight shrugged. "This matter is to be investigated, but how to investigate it? After more than 30 years, the old Kashub owner died." The mastermind behind the scenes "The Cardinal Cardinal is also dead. The only clue, Kurt Kashub, knows a little bit more about it, but it is far from being an important clue."

"So the Pope didn't panic at all, and was too lazy to pursue the killing in person, it was determined that you could not find out." Li Xianyu said with emotion: "Ginger is still hot and spicy."

"Yeah, investigating the case is not suitable for me at all. I prefer to use a sword to cut people, simply."

"But you can't cut the Pope."

The blood knight was silent for a while: "You girl, sometimes it's a little bit ignorant."

After voicing, he squeezed his brows anxiously: "This case, no matter who it is, it's impossible. It's too difficult, too difficult."

"In fact, sometimes you don't need to deliberately pursue the truth, and don't push yourself too fast, thinking about finding things out as soon as possible. With this mentality, most of the time you have to kneel." Li Xianyu drank in one breath Half a bottle of beer, the bottle is pinched by your fingertips, and shakes: "Everything, as long as it is done, will leave traces. Just like a brush stroke drawn on a white paper by a pencil, you can't see it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist . And as long as it exists, you can catch it. We in China have a saying "If you don't go, you will go to the mountain, and the mountain will come to you."

The blood knight repeatedly said: You don't go to see the mountain, the mountain comes to see you.

After a while, shaking his head: "What do you mean?"

Li Xianyu waved his hand in exhaustion: "So international communication is really difficult. You don't understand the essence of our Chinese at all."

The blood knight is now learning to sell him a funny squint: "It is your translation that is not in place. A good translation is not a translation, but a translation."

Li Xianyu: "How do you say?"

Blood Knight: "For example, in Chinese, Yuxianyu died, literally translated: while being a god, he died. Correct translation: I want to **** your legs weak today."

Li Xianyu: "So, the correct translation of the phrase" auntie, your sister is away on business "is: auntie, come to my house tonight."

Blood Knight: "If it is: brother-in-law, your sister is on a business trip. How to translate?"

Li Xianyu: "Drought in the blood."

Perth: "..."

To be honest, she has never seen such a woman.

"The Lord said that faithful people should abstain from indulgence, and indulgence will only lead to degeneration. But if I can, I like Lyon to indulge once." The blood knight suddenly said.

"Because of the long road ahead, indulge once before dying?" Li Xianyu asked.

"It sounds unlucky, but it does." The blood knight said, "Do you know why the three of them followed me?"

Li Xianyu shook his head.

"When I fought against the Pope, most people, including many loyal subordinates who were loyal to me, chose to stand by the Pope. Only the three of them chose to follow me. Calories and Jenny were for their beliefs, and they felt I'm right. But Lyon isn't. Lyon has been with me since he was fifteen. To this day, ten years. Whether I am a righteous partner or a fallen cultist, he can follow me without hesitation. "Blood Knight said .

Li Xianyu thought about it, replacing the pope with the head of the Buddha and the blood knight with the ring color. One day if Ji Xie betrayed, a few monks in Lianghua Temple would follow Ji Xie to return to the door?

Think about it this way, and found that the personality of the blood knight is unexpectedly strong.

Li Xianyu and the blood knight clink to each other and took a sip of wine. He said, "If it is convenient, tell me about the situation."

"Don't you say it a few days ago?" The blood knight said he didn't understand. "The Pope wanted to purify Perth. I didn't agree, so there was a conflict."

"The Pope refuses to coexist?"

"Ok."

"He's always so meticulous?"

"No, he is known for his kindness."

"So you don't feel right."

"Yes."

Li Xianyu tapped on the railing with his finger, and we can see that the Pope is bound to win the fallen angel. He desperately wanted to "recycle" fallen angels. According to the records, the greatest effect of fallen angels: preaching and controlling believers.

It is a weapon for the Holy See, but it is not important for the masters themselves.

Is the Pope ’s thirst for fallen angels because the Holy See needs fallen angels, or does he need fallen angels?

Li Xianyu tends to the former.

The Pope planned for many years, secretly refining fallen angels, he wanted to expand the territory and expand the influence of the Holy See!

This is the most reasonable truth Li Xianyu thinks.

Because falling angels are taboo, even the pope can only be secretly refined and cannot be exposed, otherwise the reputation of the image will fall apart.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that the blood knight is the righteous side.

Li Xianyu told the blood knight about his speculation. After listening, he fell silent.

"If so, what are you going to do?" Li Xianyu asked.

"In the beginning ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In fact, I just wanted to survive, escaped with Pesce, and survived." The blood knight thought about it, solemnly: "If the truth is as you say, fallen angels are taboo, Pope If he breaks the rules, he must give thanks. "

"I can send you a letter from a lawyer." Li Xianyu smiled.

I do n’t know when there are fewer and fewer people in the bar. The guests leave in batches. They try to keep calm, but there are still people with poor mental quality. The pace of leaving is hasty and they look like they are fleeing.

Li Peiyun awoke from the drunken state, and stood up eagerly, looking around with vigilance.

Lyon and Jenny reacted slightly more slowly, and the guests in the bar lost more than half of their response.

Did not take the opportunity to mix in the crowd, did not leave immediately, but stood silently behind the blood knight.

The blood knight was indifferent, watching the bar people go to the building quietly, the gorgeous lights flashed, and the dynamic music in the sound echoed in the wide space.

There are only six of them left in the entire bar.

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