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Let him wear holy robes and chant hymns with a clear and cold voice, while the demons invade his body and completely pollute it.
The devil had no expression on his face, but in his mind he turned the little priest over and over again, eating him several times.
But he can't have a relationship with Xiao Yu for the time being.
He was afraid that the young priest would get a taste of his success and start using his body as a bargaining chip.
Possessiveness is only one aspect of the problem.
Not everyone treats their bed partner well.
Xiao Yu has always been at a lower position in that kind of matter.
You can still remain rational in the early stages, but in the later stages it is easy for your brain to go blank and you to feel weak all over.
If the person he is trading with is a bad guy, he won't even have the strength to resist.
They may contract a disease, be abused, beaten, tortured, or even lose their lives.
At the same time, Chen Qing also hopes that Xiao Yu can pick up the dignity he has lost and learn to love himself.
The young priest, dressed again, stood there like a statue, his beautiful blue eyes fixed on his demon.
Chen Qing vaguely sensed that his lover was in a bad mood and was about to speak to comfort him.
The young priest suddenly pursed his lips and whispered, "At first you thought the attic was too dusty, but after changing it to a clean bedroom, you thought I was too young.
You are too young. Now that you know I am already 22 years old, you are still looking for reasons to reject me."
"After making so many excuses, you still don't want to trade with me. Even if you have the desire, you don't want to touch me. As expected, the devil
Like humans, they hate hybrids."
The priest laughed at himself and said, "In your eyes, my body is dirty and lowly, and my soul is turbid. That's why you don't sign a contract with me.
The real reason for signing the contract, am I right?"
Chen Qing's eyebrows twitched.
Something went wrong.
He stood up and wanted to kiss Xiao Yu to reassure him.
The little priest suddenly turned and walked towards the door. "You are a good devil. You will not say it openly even if you dislike me.
It’s hard for you to be around for so long.”
"You've helped me, and I'll repay you. I'll find you a virgin who meets the requirements and will voluntarily enter into a contract with you."
"The deal between you and me ends here. I will go find other lust demons to make deals with me."
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, then slowly narrowed his eyes. "Tell me again, what do you want to do?"
"Making deals with other demons. There are a huge number of lust demons, and there must be some demons among them who don't mind my origins."
"Tell me again what you want to do."
"Doing it with other demons... Ugh!"
The demon rushed to the door, blocking the little priest's way, grabbed his waist with one hand, and threw him onto the big bed.
The young priest subconsciously tensed his body.
He is a clergyman, and all his skill points are put into healing and purification. He is not good at offensive spells.
The only thing he had to defend himself was a small dagger.
The usually gentle demon showed a cold expression that the priest had never seen before. The huge wings that had been hidden suddenly spread out and
The priest was completely shrouded in shadow.
The demon snatched the dagger and threw it aside, then reached out and pinched the priest's cheek, leaning over and whispering in his ear.
"Haven't you always wanted to sign a contract with me? Okay, I'll sign it with you now. Once the contract is signed, there will be no chance of regret.
Yes. From now on, everything you have will be mine. Not even death can separate us.
"You asked for it, my father."
Chapter 172 Extra One (Part 2)
When he first proposed a deal with the devil, Father Yu lied about his age and concealed the fact that he was a mixed-race.
The only thing he didn't lie to the devil about was that he was really a virgin.
It’s not that Father Yu has a high sense of morality and cares a lot about things like virginity.
He knew very well that no one would like him. Even if he traded his body, he would only be met with ridicule.
From childhood to adulthood, Father Yu had heard countless people mocking his body.
The little slaves who were sold to the church all said that he was the ugliest and dirtiest child there.
Because all the little slaves are eligible to enter the banquet hall and may be molested by the nobles, but he is the only one who will not be.
Father Yu always thought that they were stupid and that they had been brainwashed by their parents, so they thought that sleeping with noble lords was something to be proud of.
No matter how badly they were treated, they would not receive a single copper coin. All the benefits went to the old priest at that time.
He would never do such a loss-making business even if he died.
Although Father Yu didn't care whether he could enter the banquet hall, he still felt very inferior because of the little slave's words.
Even when he grew up, he still cared about the eyes of people around him.
When the townspeople talked about him, they would praise him as a kind and merciful priest. Unfortunately, no one is perfect, and he is a mixed-race person.
The people he helped would say, "You are different from all the mixed-bloods I have ever met. You are better than them all."
Fascinating.
During his time in hiding and investigating missing persons cases, he had visited several dark streets, searching for gamblers who had disappeared in the area.
Even though the people living there are at the bottom of society, they still look down on him.
Ordinary prostitutes can solicit customers in the house and can choose whether to receive customers.
Mixed-blood prostitutes don't even qualify as professional prostitutes. They're not human beings, they're merchandise for sale.
Even in a time when missing persons cases are so frequent, mixed-bloods are not targeted by criminal gangs.
They wanted to capture living people to make potions, but the flesh and souls of mixed-bloods were too turbid and could only be used to make inferior potions.
Father Yu went to the dark streets three times and found the bodies of five mixed-race prostitutes, all covered in wounds and tattered.
Father Yu didn't know why he took the time to bury those bodies.
His voice trembled as he knelt before the grave and sang the Requiem.
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