The fangs pierced into the guard's neck, like two straws, into the milk tea cup.

In the guard's mouth, except for a scream at the beginning, only a whimper remained, as his blood was frantically converging towards his neck and then being pumped into Ah Ming's mouth.

In this situation, even if you want to scream, you can't scream, and what follows is a dull death depression.

The guard's ears seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing like a stream, and his strength, his energy, and even his soul seemed to be constantly peeling away from his body.

Of course he is resisting, he can't admit death, although he can't see with his eyes, although he doesn't know what kind of demon he has encountered, but his sword is still constantly showing his unwillingness to give up and unwilling to face death!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sword body kept stirring and penetrating in Ah Ming's body.

Ah Ming's body also trembled, but the satisfied smile on Ah Ming's face became more and more obvious.

For Ah Ming, this feeling, this temperature, this taste,

He's been missing it for too long, too long!

At this moment, it seems that the dust seal of half a year has been completely torn apart, and he has found himself again, and once again shows the appearance he should have presented!

Blood

sacrifice,

It's mine,

Feast!

After the guard stabbed Ah Ming with a sword at the door of the inner room, Zheng Fan almost instinctively picked up a chair beside him as a weapon.

Liang Cheng was kicked out, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, at this time, he really didn't think about running away, because this world was completely strange to him.

In addition to this inn, in addition to these seven or these six people around him, where else can he go?

But Ah Ming's changes and the next turn of things made Zheng Fan a little overwhelmed.

Although I don't understand it, doesn't it mean that everyone has become an ordinary person?

but

At least things are going in their favor.

Feng Siniang also appeared at the door, looking at the scene in front of her, she was different from Zheng Fan, there was no surprise in her eyes, some were full of excitement!

He recovered, no, even just a little, but he really began to recover!

Although it is not known what caused it, since he can recover, it is ...... What about me?

Half a year of ordinary life, as a former demon, is simply a kind of torture!

Therefore, even after everyone became ordinary people, when Zheng Fan chose to take the second path, everyone showed excitement!

They are not willing to be quiet, they are not willing to be ordinary, they are not willing to go to the birth, old age, sickness and death of normal people, even if they lose their strength, even if they lose their previous abilities, but their hearts are still not willing to be ordinary!

What's more, now, she saw it...... Strength!

"Forehead ............"

The guard's skin began to wrinkle, and his body was rapidly drying up like a deflated balloon.

finally

"Poof!"

The guard's body slumped, leaving a man with his feet off the ground and a Ming that he continued to nail to the door panel with his long sword.

The corners of Ah Ming's mouth still have blood stains.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with some unfinished thoughts, as if unwilling to waste anything.

Then

He bent his head,

Looking at the belly that had been stabbed in a mess and the long sword that continued to nail itself.

Ah Ming stretched out his hand, but he couldn't reach the hilt of the sword.

Zheng Fan immediately came to his senses, dropped the chair in his hand and ran to Ah Ming, subconsciously wanting to reach out and grab the hilt of the sword, but he was a little hesitant.

It seems that when a person is pierced by a sharp weapon, he cannot pull it out at will, otherwise it will cause greater trauma;

But Ah Ming, is this the case?

"Lord, how much longer will you admire?"

"Forehead ......"

Zheng Fan grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and asked tentatively again:

"Unplugging?"

"Pluck."

Zheng Fan began to exert force, the first time he exerted force, but he didn't pull it out!

Taking two deep breaths, Zheng Fan exerted his strength again, this time, without the slightest reservation.

"Poo!"

The long sword was pulled out by Zheng Fan, and even Zheng Fan himself was staggered back many steps by inertia before he could stabilize his body.

Ah Ming fell off the door panel, because the abdominal cavity had been mashed, and after landing, a pile of organ fragments that had been stirred up were all laid out.

This scene can be said to be quite exciting.

A rich and pungent smell of blood began to permeate, and Zheng Fan's throat instinctively began to roll, but he still held back.

However, in the face of the current situation, he really didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, he didn't have to do the next thing, Feng Siniang walked out of the back room, unceremoniously stretched out her foot and kicked Ah Ming's head, and asked:

"Would you like to find a coffin?"

"Yes."

Then, Siniang pointed to the bloody stain on the ground,

Road:

"Do you want to go back into the water? Then sew your belly up with a needle and thread? ”

"No need, the blood is already full, and the head is fine."

"Tut-tut." When Feng Siniang heard this, she looked envious and sighed: "You vampires are really convenient. ”

"Hehehe............" Ah Ming was still laughing, but it was a pity that he was now speaking because his neck was really too miserable, but it could be said that his voice was inevitably a little weak and weak.

"If you want to be convenient too, I can take a bite of you."

Let you be my first embrace, and let you be a vampire.

"Okay, let's talk about it when the old lady is really old, save and spend money on cosmetics."

After a pause,

Feng Siniang bent down, stared at Ah Ming's face, and continued:

"When?"

For half a year, everyone has been diligently and steadfastly trying to be an ordinary person, who would have thought, and suddenly, we had a traitor.

"Yesterday."

"Why?"

Ah Ming turned his head with some effort and looked at Zheng Fan, who was still holding the sword in his hand, who was standing over there:

"Lord...... Woke up. ”

Time

Zheng Fan suddenly found that Feng Siniang's gaze suddenly became hot when he looked at him, and in that blazing heat, with strong madness and desire, he profoundly interpreted what it was called......

Hungry and thirsty!

Siniang's eager gaze made Zheng Fan a little unbearable, but it seemed that although Ah Ming's condition was very poor, it should not be a big problem, Zheng Fan immediately threw the long sword in his hand on the ground and ran to the other side, helping Liang Cheng, who had been stabbed and kicked out before.

This is the first time Zheng Fan has touched Liang Cheng's body, it is a little heavy, and the clearest thing is that his skin is very cold.

Liang Cheng's shirt was torn with a big hole, and there was also a wound on his chest, but it didn't look very deep, and the blood that flowed out was not a lot, but the blood was black, and it felt a little oily.

"Are you alright?" Zheng Fan asked with some concern.

Liang Cheng shook his head, "It's okay." ”

If an ordinary person is hit by that sword, it is estimated that there is a great possibility of being cut in half, but after all, Liang Cheng is a professional artist who performs chest crushing boulders in the inn on weekdays, and it is really not an exaggeration to say that "the skin is rough and the meat is thick".

"Pack up and send people away first." Feng Siniang said.

The guards have been killed, and the boy has been captured alive, what the next thing to do is not to rush to interrogate the "world view", but to do the aftermath first.

"Lord, I have wronged you and me." As she spoke, Siniang looked at Liang Cheng who was covering her wound again, and pointed to Ah Ming, who was still lying on the ground, "You help him clean up." ”

Liang Cheng was a little weak, but he still nodded, reached out and tore off a ribbon from the room, first hastily bandaged the wound on his chest, and then began to pick up Ah Ming, who was lying on the ground and turned into a puddle.

Zheng Fan was led into the back room by Siniang, and the boy with stockings wrapped around his neck was unconscious on the edge of the bed, motionless.

"Does the Lord also like the four babies?" Siniang asked while pulling Zheng Fan to sit down in front of the dresser.

"It's a man's, so it's basically not annoying, right?"

"If you like it, next time the slave family will wear it for the master to see."

As she spoke, Siniang took out a lot of objects from the dresser drawer, and she didn't know what she dug out of a small jar and rubbed it in her hand, and then smeared it on Zheng Fan's face.

The smell was a little pungent, and there was a burning pain on the skin, Zheng Fan didn't know what he was going to do, he didn't dare to say it, he didn't dare to ask, so he just continued to sit there.

"Lord, let your eyes be closed first."

"Okay."

Zheng Fan closed his eyes and felt that Siniang's hand was "processing" his face at a rapid speed.

Is this makeup?

Or is it ............ Disguised?

After about ten minutes, Siniang massaged Zheng Fan's shoulders a few times with both hands, and said:

"Lord, you can open your eyes."

Zheng Fan opened his eyes and saw that his appearance in the bronze mirror had changed dramatically, and he was seven points similar to the guard.

"Lord, that person's clothes have to be pulled down and put on first, and the slave family has to tidy it up by themselves."

It is taboo to wear the clothes of the dead, but now that everyone has been killed, there is no such thing as a taboo or a taboo.

Zheng Fan nodded very obediently, and after pushing the door open, he saw that the floor had been wiped by Liang Cheng, and there was a wooden barrel next to it, which contained what had just flowed out of Ah Ming's stomach.

Ah Ming himself, on the other hand, was placed in another bathtub, with only one head exposed.

Liang Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to a corner, where the guard's clothes were stacked, and said, "There is a little blood on it, so find a few pieces of silk to tie and cover up." ”

"Oh, good."

There was no need to be restrained, Zheng Fan began to change his clothes here.

When her clothes were changed, Siniang also happened to come out of the back room, but even if she was mentally prepared, Zheng Fan was still taken aback.

Where came out in front of me was Siniang, it was clearly the son-in-law.

This disguise technique is really a bit of a peak, and it may have some flaws when it is used on others such as yourself, but it is really completely easy to use on yourself.

Siniang walked up to Zheng Fan with a white powder and satin in her hand, helping Zheng Fan take care of her hair while covering the blood stains on her clothes.

At this time, Zheng Fan couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's too similar."

Siniang smiled and said with some pride: "Lord, the disguise of the slave family can be called the second greatest evil art in the East in the past." ”

"What's the number one in line?"

“PS。”

"............" Zheng Fan.

"Alright, that's it." Siniang picked up the sword, let it be sheathed, and put it in Zheng Fan's hand, "Lord, let's go down." ”

This was a planned process, and since the people came to the inn, they naturally had to let them out, so as to take the inn out.

Zheng Fan took the long sword in his arms in the posture of the previous guard, and followed Siniang down the stairs.

At this point, the inn is naturally not as lively as the golden hour, but there are still four or five tables of guests who continue to drink here.

After seeing the figures of the two, a table of guests couldn't help but stretch out their hands and pat the table with a smile:

"Yo, didn't you turn the phoenix upside down overnight, it's only been a long time, and it's not going to work?"

When Siniang heard this, she looked ashamed, couldn't help but look around, and scolded:

"Vulgar, unreasonable!"

The scolding was far-fetched, but his face was as red as if someone had grabbed his pigtails.

The handling of details is absolutely extreme.

Zheng Fan continued to follow Siniang with a sword expressionlessly, he didn't have Siniang's acting skills, and he didn't dare to add drama to himself at this time.

The embarrassment of "Brother Childe" made the guests at these tables laugh more happily, and some foul language was smashed more unscrupulously.

Brother Childe quickened his pace and left the inn in a hurry, as if this place didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

As soon as he walked out of the inn, he saw the blind man North coming back from outside.

In one hand he was carrying a snack wrap and in the other hand he was carrying some fine silk cloth.

It is conceivable that the blind man Bei "served" the wife of the captain who patrolled the city very well, stayed the guests until late at night, and prepared a good gift when he left.

The two sides met at the door, nodded to each other imperceptibly, and then those who went in continued to go in, and those who went out continued to go out.

Zheng Fan followed Siniang and walked on the street.

To be honest, this is the first time Zheng Fan has walked so far, you must know that the farthest distance he left before was the fortune-telling stall in the blind north at the entrance of the inn.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Siniang flashed into an alley next to her, and Zheng Fan naturally went in with her.

This alley is a bit like the hutongs of old Beijing, with the doors of each house close together.

Siniang took out the key, opened a door, and motioned for Zheng Fan to follow up.

"Lord, this is another place for us to settle down in this city, now let's change our clothes, and then we will go back, take off our clothes, and I will take care of it."

"Oh, good."

…………

"So, almost an accident?"

The blind man Bei sat next to the bathtub with an orange in his hand and asked as he peeled it.

"Well, we're underestimating the world."

Ah Ming, who was sitting in the bathtub, said calmly.

"Well, that was my mistake." The blind man Ben generously admitted his mistake in arrangement.

"It's your mistake, but it doesn't matter, because I think that's the only way to get us excited about the world."

Putting a petal of orange flesh into his mouth, the blind man nodded his head, and then sent another petal of orange to Ah Ming's mouth.

"If I eat it, it will leak out." Ah Ming said.

"I want to see it."

Ah Ming didn't open his mouth.

Liang Cheng was still wiping the floor, doing the aftermath.

The blind man said thoughtfully: "Our manpower is still insufficient, well, by the way, we will have to get some powder from the stove to smear it later, this smell of blood is still there." ”

Liang Cheng nodded, signaling that he was clear.

"Fortunately, there is no danger, now we will wait for Xue San to come back after stealing things, however, I still think that what is really useful to us is the big fish you just caught.

Keep busy, I'll go and interrogate that boy. ”

"Still, wait for the Lord to come back, and then the Lord himself will interrogate." Ah Ming said.

"But I don't think the Lord will do this, and he will push it for me to do when the time comes."

"But the process still has to go through a bit." Ah Ming reminded.

"Hiss........." The blind man Bei took a breath in surprise, turned his head to look at Ah Ming in the bathtub, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "So, is this the reason why you took the lead in recovering some of your strength?" ”

"What?"

"I said I was going to pretend to be reserved together, but you secretly licked your head."