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It penetrates through your sensory cells and directly into your bone marrow.

Before you even feel it, he has planted the chill in your body.

In fact, the moment his hand touched my palm, my intuition almost detected his purpose and motives.

In this way, he is testing and competing for my skills.

He needs to get to know me.

He has always been a hidden man, and he will not easily reveal his motives to anyone. At all times, when doing anything, he unconsciously disguises himself.

He didn't even notice it when he was disguising himself.

The hand of the Sith is in my hand. My hand is also on his hand. We held hands, and a pair of good buddies walked on this already lively town.

Our palms were facing each other, and we seemed to be almost in love, but the cold that came from the palms from time to time made my heart tense up constantly.

It wasn't too long, and my train of thought was interrupted.

About twenty meters away, the Sith began to speak.

The mayor of this town is Tingxiao, presumably, you already know this.

I've implanted some consciousness in the brains of the people in this town, and they worship and revere Tingxiao like crazy. However, some foreign races are excluded.

Those who inadvertently break into my town without knowing the severity of the matter will be killed by Tingxiao and her men, and become the first prey. ”

Speaking of this, the Sith paused, "Lyle, the last time you encountered a situation, Tingxiao and her men were playing tricks and preying on an ordinary human。。。。。。 What do you think。。。。。。 ”

When the Sith said this, I remembered the poor man who had been teased by Tingxiao or her gang。。。。。。。

For some reason, when I understood the reason, I couldn't help but feel deep sympathy for that person.

These practices of Sith or Tingxiao are too obscene, too unstaged, and too dark psychologically.

"Perverted!" Just as the Sith got carried away, I calmly responded to his two words.

"Perverted?" As if unexpectedly, when the Sith heard my words, he froze for a moment, then said, "Lyle, where did you see and think this behavior is perverted?!" He didn't seem to be very happy, "It's a very clever way of hunting, we're entertaining our prey, and we're exercising our minds." ”

Now, I have thoroughly seen the difference between the Sith and Caesar.

Caesar was majestic, while Sith was lewd.

"Alright, Lyle, now that we're in this town, this is my territory, my world, or rather, a big plate in my kitchen, with which I can entertain my guests." Sith looked at me with some pride and joy in his countenance.

I don't like it, I don't like the way he looks at the moment.

I like the kind of people with gentle personalities, I like the kind of people who are kind, I like Caesar, I like Caesar's brothers and sisters and his children.

Whenever I think of Caesar and look at the man in front of me, I feel very disgusted.

"Alright, Lyle, how do you feel walking down this street?" Sith talked to himself for a while, but I didn't respond, and maybe he eventually got bored, so he began to ask me how I felt.

Hearing the Sith ask, I looked up and looked around, and saw that there were still many people looking at me and the Sith so far.

Now, their gaze is the most pure and simple. It's as if a group of mountain people who have never seen the outside world are usually isolated from the world, and one day suddenly two people from the city came running, and the temperament, clothing, conversation, and even appearance of the people in the city are different from them. These are enough to attract the attention and enthusiasm of those mountain people.

Now, the pedestrians who came and went in the streets were looking at me and the Sith with the simplicity of a mountain man.

There was curiosity in their eyes, but strangeness, and more, even with some reverence.

I don't know why they revere us. In fact, it seems to me that the two of us should never have the slightest sense of reverence for ordinary human beings. They should hate us, they should hate a vampire like the Sith. Hate the demon who put them in the position of being preyed.

But these poor people are not like this, they look at us with a reverence that they should not have, and look at us.

They can have a myriad of emotions, but they shouldn't have reverence.

However, as I looked at these poor humans, I couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the Sith's cunning.

Sith, he is always used to standing in the shadows, where no one knows of his existence. In the eyes of these victims, he is at most just a passer-by whose fate is only to cross the water, and they don't know him at all. What they revere is only his puppet Tingxiao.

Perhaps, one day in the future, the wisdom of human beings will be enlightened by leaps and bounds, and the only thing they hate or hate can only be Tingxiao.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing my serious look, Sith asked with some curiosity.

"I'm thinking about you." I replied, "I wonder what kind of person you are!" ”

"Oh? What kind of person do you think I am?" He asked.

"Insidious and cunning people." I answered him.

"Hahaha!" Hearing my words, he laughed, "You don't know me, my character, if it's just these four words, then this conclusion is too superficial." At this point, he paused, then continued, "The words sinister and cunning fit one thing, you know what it is?"

"What?" I asked.

"Human!" The Sith replied, "If insidious cunning is to be spoken, there is no species in this world that surpasses the insidious cunning of humans. So, obviously, you are wrong about me. ”

Mankind!?

I didn't expect that when I mentioned his insidious cunning, he would actually put these four words on the heads of human beings.

I disagree with this view.

I'm not human now, but I still feel very clear about being human.

Actually, I'm quite nostalgic for human time.