I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 106 - Addicts
"Snorts.
Vincent clearly heard a faint sound of gulping saliva from his throat into his ear At this moment, his surroundings were silent and terrifying.
He looked at the silver holy emblem thrust before him, as well as the smiling face of the bookstore owner, he did not even dare to reach out to pick it up. He's wrong! Is wrong! Mb5E
The problem was the owner of this bookstore, not this bookstore or any other extraordinary being! Vincent has seen the creation methods commonly used by dark witches in church libraries.
Among the gargoyles, at least hundreds of souls were imprisoned, as its core driving force, giving it a powerful force. He can almost intuitively sense it during a gargoyle
"activation"
Come on, he'll definitely die!
"The Moon's Eyes"
Among them, each of these resentful spirits were transcendent before they lived, and died in excruciating pain and hatred. After half fused into individuals and gathering enormous energy, they were trapped inside the stone statue and became a stone statue. .
This was a skill that only high-level black magicians could perform.
And the black magician who made this gargoyle must have been very cruel, cruel and ruthless, and had to be a murderous executioner. Mbse But no matter who the creator of this gargoyle is, the owner of the bookstore that owns it now must be. - Must be an extraordinary person at least of the level of destruction! And that creepy rose gave Vincent the feeling of facing the abyss, as if - with a greedy mouth, eager to swallow it - After being swallowed, there was nothing he could not return to.
Vincent's fear of these roses is well above the gargoyle.
"What's up, Pastor?"
Lin Jie looked at the blindfolded priestess who was motionless in astonishment, wondering why the other party had not replied, but then thought that the other party was blind, so it wasn't good to spread it into the air, so he put it on a table and purposely made it out
"Then I'll put it here, you can take it yourself.
He turned around and said casually, Your face looks a little bad, is it okay?
Vincent barely showed a faint smile, gasping for breath. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he trembled slightly:
"Maybe due to lack of sleep. I came here recently, and I couldn't sleep well on the way.
His gaze was fixed on the sacred emblem on the counter, swallowing the sorrow in his heart.
Now the only spellcasting item available is in the hands of the opponent. The sentence of getting it yourself is definitely a deterrent and a provocation. But alas, as a priest who was not good at fighting, without the holy emblem as a crutch, Vincent Te did not even dare to try to take back the sacred emblem that was there, he said, and there was a trace of despair in his heart.
He could not help but think arrogantly, what exactly did this bookstore owner, an absolute high-level expert want? Lin Jie said: "
Hey, it's a big deal, and Colin really went too far this time - he didn't even know how to get such a misunderstanding, it really bothered other people.
He reluctantly said with hope: "But now that I am getting better, please-be sure to tell the situation honestly, I am not an evil spirit, either, I hope I can resolve this absurd misunderstanding soon.
You may not be an evil spirit, but you are definitely an existence more terrifying than an evil spirit!
Vincent cried out in his heart, his throat tightened, and his forehead trembled slightly all over his body, Not because he was so timid, but he was always in suspense.
He could not describe this feeling, but he could tell the difference between his own current emotions. It is a kind of feeling, more like a physical feeling than a psychological one. Accompanied by sweat on the back and forehead, it makes the lungs breathless with a slight twitch, an accelerated heartbeat, a slightly moist nose tip, and an ant-like order
Fear of itchy skin.
Once the current emotion is wooed and amplified, it becomes uncomfortable, harder than ever, making the muscles tense and even showing signs of cramping.
Breathe, breathe .... Too short and too fast, the heart and lungs are uncomfortable, thinking-. Smoking ... Vincent's fingers involuntarily moved twice, he coughed twice, and quickly reached out.
Then, like taking a straw, I took out a straw to light it up.
mhb5Ee Beautiful and passionate desire made her forget what was before her even for a moment
"Waiting for"
The bookstore owner nodded, staring at the cigarette in his hand: "
I'm gonna. I'll explain it to Colin. I'm sure he'll have a new idea for you.
When I saw the cigarette, I felt relieved-0 My mind started working again.
The owner of the bookstore would have kept his identity a secret from his neighbors. As long as he promises to help hide his identity, he will not
"Push your mouth"
Understand .... But with an existence like this, would the Secret Ceremony Tower and the truth be ignored? Does he need to report to the church? \ "! !
Vincent - While talking and thinking, the match did not light up twice after shaking.
Right now, Lin Jie reminded in a low voice: Father, smoking is forbidden in the bookstore.
\"Sorry!"
He took back his cigarette in a daze, and looked up to see the bookstore owner with an ugly face staring at him.
Confused, he suddenly panicked.
Vincent's hands and feet were weak and his scalp was shabby
"I'm so sorry! I don't know, I just
"You can't control yourself. Doesn't it? Lin Jie folded his hands to his chin, and the smile on his face disappeared completely, saying every word:
"Have you been feeling irritable lately, sweating during sleep, ups and downs of emotions, frequent uncontrollable shaking, controlled breathing, spasms and spasms in your body, and especially longing for it-"
Lin Jie pointed his finger at the cigarette that was forced to fold in his hand:
His facial expression became a little serious due to Vincent's trembling and gasping forehead. He looked at the priest sitting opposite him.
Ever since Vincent entered the bookstore, he had discovered that the other party's mental state wasn't very good, but he thought it was just a bad condition, due to lack of sleep or work pressure.
However, as the conversation continued, she often leaned in to observe each other's delicate appearance. Until now, when Vincent took out a cigarette, he basically could
The priest in front of him was an addict! But he himself did not notice it, and looked very confused. This suggests that he might have been framed by someone! Vincent stared blankly at the cigarette in his hand.
Lin Jie's eyes were deep, and he asked meaningfully:, Father, where did the cigarette in your hand come from