When Xiao Chen opened his eyes, he was standing in the garden, holding a sunflower in his hand.

He was stunned to find that it was already dark.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Chen remembered that in the evening, he turned into a bloodsucking demon plague because of the punishment of the wheel of fate, and his brain was suddenly filled with anger, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the big golden characters that read "Reverse Source World".

Then the big golden characters suddenly bloomed with countless golden lights.

Because the golden light was so dazzling, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already night.

"Am I asleep?"

Xiao Chen wondered a little, could he still sleep standing for a few hours?

Sighing, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered the scorching "system advertising words".

"Kill Destiny?"

Muttering, Xiao Chen once again felt an inexplicable longing, and he said softly, "FateOpen!"

Once again, the fate system unfolded before his eyes.

"Strange, the Reverse Source World is gone?"

Xiao Chen was stunned to find that the four golden characters of "Reverse Source World" were actually missing.

"Maybe it's just a prank of the 'system'? Think about it, how can a fetish that can 'kill fate' exist?"

Xiao Chen laughed and came to his own judgment.

Although he was extremely angry at the Wheel of Fortune at first, when he thought about it, weren't the "Singing Water" and "Eye of the Moment" also rewarded by the Wheel of Fortune?

“FateClose！”

Suddenly retracting the fate system, Xiao Chen's expression gradually became solemn.

He couldn't help but think of his situation.

Repulsion of the source physique, a broken hand, just divorced, the rival in love is the savior of the week, he has inexplicably changed from a human to a demon disaster and is also the most notorious vampire demon disaster! Four days later, he will have a duel with Zhu Rongcheng.

"Is there anyone more unlucky than me?"

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, thinking that he still couldn't easily forgive the guy "Fate".

"Young master, it turns out that you are here!"

A familiar voice came, Xiao Chen woke up from his thoughts, and he heard the voice.

I saw a woman in a maid's costume running from a distance with eager steps.

In the dark night, Xiao Chen couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly.

He slipped the sunflower into his pocket and walked towards the woman.

After the distance between the two was shortened, Xiao Chen suddenly found that it was his personal maid Qingzhu.

Whether it is the first or second week, he has the most information on Qingzhu, so he has always had a good impression of this somewhat natural maid.

And Qingzhu is his personal maid, equivalent to his bed warmer, and sooner or later she will have some kind of unusual relationship with him.

Xiao Chen thought of this, and suddenly showed a gentle smile: "What's the matter? ”

Qingzhu patted his towering chest and gasped: "Old man, I'm looking for you." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

He was a little resistant to the tiger who had repeatedly reprimanded him in his heart, and his relationship with Xiao Laohu had not been very harmonious in the first week, but he didn't expect that the second week was to the point of incompatibility.

Xiao Chen immediately wanted to find an excuse to get out.

He couldn't help but glance at Qingzhu, and suddenly saw the white and tender skin on her neck, which was white and red, and seemed to exude a rich fragrance.

A strange desire suddenly came to my heart.

Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned red, and only an inch of Qingzhu's skin exposed outside the collar was left in his eyes, and a strange voice was buzzing in his head.

"This must be delicious. ”

Xiao Chen thought so and pounced on Qingzhu

Qingzhu has been observing her young master, although the night is misty and the moonlight is dim, she vaguely feels that the young master's face seems to be much whiter, and his facial features look a little charming, and the eyes of different colors seem to reveal a deep magic.

Her heart beat slightly, remembering her identity, remembering that she would become a young master sooner or later. I can't help but feel a little shy.

Suddenly, she saw the young master pounce on her.

She was stunned, and then she was tightly hugged by the young master.

At first, she wanted to struggle, but immediately remembered her identity, and her stiff body softened.

The young master hugged her very tightly, and she immediately smelled the smell emanating from the young master's body, which was very strange, but it was not unpleasant.

――What does the young master want to do?

- If he wants to

- Should I accept it or should I accept it?

Thinking so crankily, Qingzhu suddenly felt a faint moist feeling coming from his neck. She looked sideways and saw that the young master's lips were actually on her neck.

She felt a little itchy and a little shy. I thought to myself, what should come is still coming after all.

It's just that this is a garden, and if you are here, wouldn't it be shameful to be discovered?

And the young master is only fourteen years old, isn't it too early to do such a thing?

"Young Master"

Qingzhu felt that he should remind the young master and tell him that he was still young and not suitable for doing what adults love to do. Even if you can't bear it, at least you have to talk about it in the room. Got to the room

"Ah~"

Suddenly feeling the tender meat on his neck being bitten, Qingzhu couldn't help but scream.

The young master was actually biting her neck?

The night was dark, and the moonlight was a little dim.

A certain bright palace, at this time the lights are bright.

Countless men and women knelt down on the steps of the palace, all of them prostrate, their heads bowed, reverently chanting something.

A footstep sounded on the stairs.

The footsteps were soft, soft, and rhythmic.

The men and women who heard the footsteps trembled suddenly, and the sound of the chanting in their mouths became more urgent and hot.

They can't look up, and they don't dare to look up.

But there are always people who like to do what they can't do.

A young man of about twenty years old finally couldn't help but raise his head slightly and glance at the sound of footsteps in front of him.

He saw a pair of crystal slippers and half of his calf wrapped in black silk.

He was satisfied, and hurriedly wanted to bow his head.

But in the next second, the young man's body exploded like fireworks, and without any screams, he turned into minced flesh all over the ground.

The blood did not scatter, and it had evaporated into a circle of mist in the air.

The men and women who heard the explosion hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they were about to press a hole in the cold hard ground, and they wanted to bury their heads in it.

Their chanting voices became more reverent, and their bodies trembled more violently.

They all knew who was walking on the stairs.

I also knew that it was just a ten-year-old girl.

But they didn't dare to look up.

Because this little girl is the remnant of God.

He was a disciple of the Holy High Priest.

She is the youngest saint in the Black Gold Country.

She grew up in the shrine and lived in a dark room with no contact with people.

Not even in contact with the light.

It is rumored that she doesn't like humans, doesn't want to see them, and doesn't even want them to see her.

It was the first time she had come out of the dark room, and they didn't know what would happen to them if they saw her, so they had to bow their heads, and when the young man blew up, they were glad they had foresight.

She came out because the Holy High Priest was about to die, and presumably she would soon return to her dark room, to the darkness that belonged to her.

She is God's chosen saint of light, but she loves darkness so much.

It was as if she were the darkness.