How does that sentence go?
"The wind is strong, hurry!"
Before everyone's attention was focused here.
Tang grabbed Jasmine and ran away.
The young missionary jumped up and shouted, "That's the nobleman in black!"
Tang was so scared that he took off his coat immediately.
"That's the one with black hair holding the beautiful girl's hand!"
Tang immediately took out his handkerchief and covered his head.
We went around in circles and were in a mess.
Finally in a long alley.
"That extremely handsome and elegant male noble is it!"
Fuck.
Man, I can't do anything if you say that.
Tang stopped the car and looked back.
Where is Jasmine?
When did you disappear?
When he looked up, he saw Jasmine sitting on the arched ceiling of the pavilion, swinging her long legs and waving at him.
He saw himself being blocked in the alley by dozens of missionaries.
Don wiped his face.
The leading young missionary opened his arms and said, "Young noble, the Blood God is listening to your call."
"Join us and dedicate your youth to the great Blood God Cult!"
I'll give you my second grandmother's legs!
You donated blood at that time, you donated it right away!
And the true God you worship is just the little jealous person who follows me around!
"Don't come over here, or I really won't be able to help but hit you."
Don warned, shaking his fist.
"Young noble, I see respect for the Blood God in your eyes."
"Your heart is now obscured by worldly things. Come, let us purify your soul."
All right.
You guys are a cult, right?!
Followed by a series of clanging sounds.
Tang sat on the young missionary's waist, holding his chin in his hand. "I told you all, you have to take this beating."
The young missionary, whose head was swollen like a pig, held the totem hanging around his neck and actually prayed.
"Great Lord Blood God, this noble is still very young, just like me. Please forgive his sins."
"This way, you will have one more devout believer."
Tang was so disgusted that his face was full of black lines.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, he grabbed the young missionary's ankles and pulled hard.
"Ah, pain and happiness."
Until there was a snap.
The young missionary fainted with foam coming out of his mouth.
Tang finally let him go.
Walking around the missionaries lying on the ground, Tang walked towards the exit of the alley in silence.
Just when he had just taken one foot forward.
That deafening voice came from behind again!
"Young noble, don't be in a hurry to leave. We in the Blood God Cult need you."
Ahhhhhh!
Watching the young missionary spitting blood while holding onto the wall and preaching to himself.
Tang was pulling his face madly.
"Jasmine, please come down and take this monster away!"
Jasmine held her cheeks with her hands and smiled happily: "I think it's good. You can play with him for a while."
"Still playing? If you continue, I really will not be able to help but spit on him!"
At this moment, Daphne, who was passing through the alley on her way out of the dessert shop, stopped in mid-air.
"Huh? Are you looking for me?"
Tang's eyes suddenly lit up.
I wasn't looking for it originally.
It’s early now!
"Hey, what are you doing? Put me down!"
"Weren't you flying the whole time?"
"Who told you this? Don't hug me!"
Daphne was held by Tang under the ribs and pointed at the young missionary like a believer holding a holy object against evil.
"Watch carefully, this is a first-generation dark elf. If you come over again, she won't be polite."
Daphne, who had no idea what was happening, was successfully angered by Tang's words.
“This one?”
"William Tang, have you been itching for sex again recently?!"
Tang quickly pulled Daphne towards him and said, "Sister, please help me. I'm almost annoyed to death."
Then quickly turned towards the young missionary.
"Even Lady Daphne cannot prevent the blessing of Lord Blood God from coming."
"Young noble, answer the call!"
Daphne was filled with questions: "Blood God? That violent woman of the blood clan has awakened?"
Tang retreated and said, "If you are talking about the ancestor of the blood clan, then it is not."
"Does the Blood Clan have a second god?"
Tang turned her towards Jasmine who was watching the excitement on the rooftop.
Daphne puffed up her cheeks helplessly: "Are you sick? Put me down now!"
Just as the young missionary crawled from the ground to Don's feet.
When the road was covered in blood.
He wrote on Don's boots with his bloody fingers.
"I will write my blessings on your feet, so that wherever you go you will be a follower of the Blood God."
Tang had two invisible tears on his face: "Don't be like this, I can't read!"
“Puff~~~”
This time the young missionary actually fainted.
As Tang's gaze fell from the ground back to Daphne.
She didn't know when she turned around.
Then came a sudden roundhouse kick.
At night.
In a single room in a luxury hotel.
Tang covered his face and looked at Daphne resentfully.
"What are you looking at? You asked for this, don't blame me."
"Then go back, I want to sleep!"
"Who cares? Sister Jasmine, let's sleep together tonight."
Daphne took Jasmine and left.
Tang dived into bed and fell asleep quickly due to feeling nauseous today.
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