Chapter 440: How dare you covet and insult my God?

He Xiaotong is a worker who works from 996 to 996 hours a day and is also an ordinary single woman in the city.

It was a hot summer day, and when she got home from get off work in the evening, she turned on the air conditioner and took a warm shower.

Although she was exhausted from a long day at work, she still watched some short videos while lying in bed, checking out her favorite celebrities and internet celebrities. This was one of the few moments of her life as a social worker.

It was not until half past midnight, when her eyelids could no longer stop drooping, that she turned off the bedroom light and fell asleep hugging her Husky pillow.

Coffee has a diuretic effect, and she drank two cups of latte during the day to stay awake. In the middle of the night, she was woken up by the urge to urinate. After a struggle, He Xiaotong decided to turn on the light and go to the bathroom in order to get a good night's sleep.

However, just as she reached for her cell phone, she heard rustling footsteps in the room, as if someone was rummaging through something in the dark.

He Xiaotong froze in bed, fear rising in her heart, and for a moment she was so frightened that she lost all sleepiness.

She has always lived alone, has no boyfriend, and her best friend is not in the same city as her. She is the only one who has the key to her house. How could there be another person in her house at this time?

How did he get in? Or had he been hiding in her house all along?

The sounds in the dark night became particularly clear. Apart from the sound of rummaging in the room, there was only the sound of her heartbeat in her chest.

She was afraid that her heartbeat was too loud and would be discovered by the criminals, so she subconsciously held her breath.

He Xiaotong held her cell phone tightly, but did not dare to make any noise, or even open her eyes.

Now she just hoped that this was a thief who was short of money and would take the two valuable bags in her closet and leave. She would rather lose money to avoid disaster than hope that this was a vicious and evil person.

Finally, she heard the door close and the footsteps disappeared.

He Xiaotong's tense nerves finally relaxed. She slowly took the phone into her arms and was about to call the police, but the next second, her hair stood on end.

A warm breath hit the back of her neck.

The man's voice made her shudder in the dark night.

"I know you're not asleep."

He Xiaotong suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of blood-red eyes in the dark night. She screamed in fear: "Ahhhh!"

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The crescent smiley face sticker on the door has a strange smile.

A man wrapped in black cloth pressed the elevator button for the 14th floor. When he walked to the door, he did not see the red crescent smiley face sticker.

He silently returned to the elevator and pressed the button for the 13th floor.

When he saw the familiar sticker on the door, he licked his lips and grinned, showing his fangs.

He slowly took out a piece of wire from his pocket, pried the door open with a click, then slowly closed the door and walked towards the bedroom.

Almost at the same time, Gu Xiuji on the bed opened his eyes.

In the darkness, the door was slowly pushed open. The footsteps were light, but Gu Xiuji could sense someone approaching. There was also a faint smell of blood.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly with a hint of playfulness. What kind of filth? This was the first time he had seen someone seeking death at his doorstep.

The man wrapped in black cloth stood at the head of Gu Xiuji's bed, stared at his neck and swallowed, and the fangs at the corners of his mouth suddenly became longer and sharper.

He suddenly bit Gu Xiuji's neck.

The next second, the man's painful scream rang out in the darkness.

“Ahhhhhh!”

With a "click", the light in the room was turned on and the room became bright.

Gu Xiuji turned over and got out of bed, casually pulled a black coat from the coat rack next to him and put it on, then slowly looked at the man who was covering his glasses and howling in pain on the ground.

The man was wrapped in black cloth. Even though it was the hottest time of the year, he was wearing black gloves, revealing only his bloodless, pale face.

His lips were red to the point of purple, with blood at the corners of his mouth. His face was haggard and his eyes were bloodshot.

At this moment, blood was still dripping from his tightly covered left eye.

A small and exquisite silver cross gun pendant was inserted in his left eye, emitting a dark purple glow.

The man wanted to pull out the silver cross spear, but he felt a strong burning and stinging sensation when he touched it. He didn't dare to touch it and could only endure the painful wails coming from his eyes.

"You, are you from the Divine Moon Church?"

The cross spear is the weapon of the fallen angel Xila, and the Shenyue Church worships the evil god Xila. Most believers carry silver cross spear pendants to express their faith.

"No, that's impossible. The people of the Divine Moon Church are not that strong."

He had escaped from the hands of the Divine Moon Church before, but the man before him was so powerful that he had no way to escape just by standing there.

He clearly remembered that the people he tagged were all young, beautiful, and single women.

Only that kind of blood is the sweetest.

Gu Xiuji raised his hand, and the silver cross gun pendant flew back into his hand.

He pulled a tissue from the bedside table and slowly wiped the blood off the pendant, revealing the moon symbol on the silver cross gun, reflecting a faint golden light.

His thin lips curled up slightly. "The Divine Moon Cult is hunting vampires everywhere, and you just knocked on their door. You really don't want to take the road to heaven."

"You, you are the Pope!"

Only the Pope's Silver Cross Spear has the Moon Symbol of the Divine Moon Cult!

Gu Xiuji smiled faintly and walked towards him without saying a word.

The vampire was terrified, his body hunched over and almost crawling on the ground, his voice hoarse and trembling: "Your Holiness, I didn't recognize you. I didn't intend to suck your blood. I was just visiting. I was going upstairs. Please let me go."

Gu Xiuji in front of him stopped.

He looked down at the vampire coldly, "You want to suck the blood from the fourteenth floor instead of mine?"

The vampire lowered his head and didn't notice Gu Xiuji's obviously cold eyes. When he saw him stop, he thought he saw a chance of survival.

He quickly chimed in, begging for mercy: "Yes, how dare I covet your noble blood, Your Holiness the Pope? I only wanted to suck the blood of the girl on the fourteenth floor. A lowly human like that is not even worthy of carrying the Pope's shoes. Your Holiness the Pope, please let me go. I am willing to serve you and bring out more of my kind."

A man's low laughter came from above the vampire's head.

Gu Xiuji's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you hadn't said these words, I might have considered your surrender."

"But you dare to covet and insult my god."

The silver cross spear suddenly grew larger in his palm, becoming as tall as a person.

The vampire was stunned and looked up suddenly, then was pierced through by the silver cross spear.

Gu Xiuji lowered his eyes and stared at him coldly. His eyes were clear and cold, but his voice was gentler than the night:

"I carried her shoes. Remember this in your next life?"

"Oh, vampires are too filthy, never recognized by the gods, and there is no reincarnation."