At midnight, when she came to the altar with the staff, about sixty or seventy people were already sitting on the futon, each wearing the same white robe, with their hands clenched into fists on their chests, bowing their heads and saying nothing, so that although there were many of them, the whole scene was very quiet.

Queliel, who was also dressed in a white robe, was led to the altar, and the other five women were already in their positions, staring solemnly at the ground, seeing that she did not look up to say hello, instead of the excitement and excitement they had had had when they first set foot on the island in the afternoon.

Queliel looked at them again, and was apprehensive at their unusual silence, for they were now identical to those seated behind them, looking indifferent and sluggish, without joy or sorrow.

What's going on? Could it be that he was taken down?

Qiu Lie asked her not to drink the soup and water for dinner, maybe the misty was in the soup?

With a doubtful heart, she pretended to bow her head and pray silently like everyone else, and watched the changes.

Soon, the festival began, the lights were bright, and the leader of the Pure Soul Society, Fangzi, slowly walked out from behind the altar with Rita's support, holding a long staff in his hand, a white cloak that reached the ground and making a squirming sound, and he was wearing a hat similar to that of a pope, standing majestically in front of the group.

Quelier quietly raised her eyes and peeked, startled by the wrinkles on his face, she could never have imagined that Fang Zi, the leader of the Pure Spirit Society, would be such a bad old man who looked like he would report to God at any moment!

Fonzi stood behind the altar and said in an old but neutral voice: "Today's festival is to welcome new believers to join, and from this day on, these six companions will experience the bliss of life with us, reaching the state of unfettered freedom. ”

The believers, who had bowed their heads and remained silent, applauded enthusiastically, and Queliel glanced at the five women beside her, and their eyes also exuded fiery reverence, as if what Fonzi said was the truth, and they were deeply moved.

"Now, we ask the leopard god to accept these six pure daughters who have dedicated their hearts to it. Fangzi raised his cane and pointed to the leopard-shaped totem behind the altar, and a red light suddenly appeared above the cane, reflecting the leopard's eyes, and at this moment, the leopard-shaped relief suddenly retracted backwards, revealing a circular channel below.

Queliel stared up, startled by a low roar coming from the channel.

The sound is so familiar!

Before she could finish her thoughts, a dark shadow leaped out of the channel, and the believers all bowed to the ground with their hands in worship, chanting in their mouths: "Leopard God!"

With a slender black body, a pair of golden pupils emitting a terrifying edge, and a haughty whisper, it was a tall and mighty black panther who appeared in front of everyone.

Queliel looked at it stunned, not sure if the leopard was the black panther that had been injured that night, so she stayed in place

Trying to observe whether its hind legs were scarred, he did not realize that he was the only one of the believers present who did not bow down.

Seeing that Quelier was standing tall, Fonzi felt suspicious of her behavior, stared at her with a pair of refined eyes, and asked Rita beside her in a low voice, "Who is she?"

Rita looked at the information in her hand. "She is the heir of the Ichs, El Ellen. ”

"Oh? Fang Zi nodded, he had coveted the huge wealth of the Ai Consortium for a long time, and now that he had the trump card of Quelier, it was much easier to control Fosen.

But... Why does this girl have a strange aura on her? His white tail hair is slightly frowned, and his gray eyes are in a straight line.

The black panther's golden pupils swept over Qilier, and suddenly roared, and the believers were shocked, thinking that the leopard god was angry, and they all hurriedly bowed down.

Awakened by its roar and seeing Fonz staring at her, she realized that she had forgotten to kneel, and she immediately bent her knees and worshipped the people around her.

"Now, the panther god has to check the purity of the souls of these six new believers, Sika!" St. Rita called the handsome Sika to the altar.

"Yes!" said Sicara, as a woman beside her walked up to the altar.

"Take off her clothes. Rita said again, without a smile on her cold face.

Sika stripped the woman naked, naked, and laid her down on the rectangular altar. The woman was expressionless at the mercy of others, and she didn't mind her indifferent appearance at all.

Clarion's eyes widened, and she watched in astonishment at this strange scene. What do they want to do?

Then the panther slowly walked around the woman, spun around a few times, let out a low roar, and returned to the same place.

At this moment, Sika began to take off his white robe, climbed up to the altar naked, pressed against the woman, and slowly touched his hand between the woman's legs...

God, it's not a coming-of-age show! What the hell are these people doing?

Queliel stood up angrily, unable to stand up to this disgusting ritual any longer.

"You—" She tried to stop her, but the panther lunged at her silently, crushing her to the ground.

"The leopard god has flipped up!" the believers were so frightened that they ran away, shouting incessantly.

Quelier blocked the panther's attack with both hands, and at this time she couldn't use the telekinesis, as long as she fought with the panther's claws with her bare hands, but she didn't expect the panther to be so powerful that she couldn't move when she was suppressed by it.

The whole ceremony was interrupted, and Fonzi turned his head to look at Rita with a calm old face.

Rita then held out her hands and shouted, "Quiet!" and walked down the altar.

The panther turned back and yelled at her, as if to tell her to back away.

"Master—" Rita turned back to Fonz for instructions.

"Look what it's going to do. Fonzi ordered.

The panther jumped up, opened its mouth, and licked Quelier's hand as if intimacy.

"The Leopard God has chosen this girl!" Fonzi understood.

Rita's face changed drastically, and her eyes glared straight at Quelier, and her hostility was budding.

Falling into the clouds, she didn't know what was happening, she just looked at the panther in amazement, and couldn't help but touch its fur, taking the panther's behavior as a gratitude for remembering that she had saved it.

"When the festival is over, let her go to the leopard god's room to serve. Fonzi smiled.

Rita paused for a long time before replying with a cold face, "Yes." ”

Greetings looked down at the panther, not quite sure what they meant by "waiting."

The panther looked up at her confusion, a warning in her golden eyes.

What was it going to say? Did you want her not to mess around? Was it its owner, Qiu Lie, who wanted it to look at her? That familiar look reminded her of Qiu Lie again, and she really wanted to know where he was now.

The ritual continued, and Queliel endured the feeling of nausea, and watched as Sika fiddled with the woman, struggling to suppress the intense anger in her heart, and she spun, she wanted to save all the poor people.

Sika stood up and declared to everyone that the woman was a virgin, and the next four women also went up to the altar to be examined.

While Queliel was worried about whether she would have to be concocted in the same way, the Holy Maiden Rita stepped down and took her hand, "Come with me, you have to prepare." ”

She thought to herself, but didn't ask, because she found that these believers never asked questions, they were docile, they had no sense of autonomy, they seemed to act like ordinary people, but their brains seemed to be resting, and in short, they were all puppets, controlled by the old fellow named Fangzi.

So she just quietly followed Rita to the black door she had accidentally broken through last time.

"You're so lucky! The leopard god will choose you, and he's really blind in the leopard's eye. Rita opened the door and pushed her in, spitting out a string of nasty words.

She's jealous!

This room was much more spacious and more opulent than hers, the same four-poster bed was full of veils and bedspreads made of fine fabrics, classical paintings, tables, chairs, sofas and wall decorations, it was simply a ready-made work of art, and after browsing around without a trace, she couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't it be too wasteful to let a panther live in such a good room?

The strange thing is that this room not only does not have the smell of animals, but also has a unique musky smell of men, which feels less like a leopard's room and more like a man's bedroom...

"Change into this outfit and wait for the leopard god in bed obediently, but... I advise you to be careful not to get scratched by his claws, because when he is excited, he has a lot of strength. Rita sourly said, turned and walked out, and slammed the door shut.

Quelier picked up the black veil, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and then suddenly understood what they meant by their so-called service, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that such a perverted religion existed.

"They want me to go to bed with a leopard?" she threw the garment on the bed in a fit of rage, scurrying with pimples from the mysterious filth of the Purifying Spirits.

"What kind of teaching is this? disgusting to the extreme!" she cursed in anger and walked to the wooden door without hesitation. If she stayed here, she wouldn't be able to knock the panther unconscious.

There is nothing in the whole sect of the Pure Spirit Society that is not evil, and since she entered this ancient castle, everything she has seen and heard has been extremely absurd.

She can't bear it anymore, and she's going to destroy this demon cave tonight!

She was about to leave the place with her mind, but the door opened, and the panther walked in quietly, and behind it Sika held a glass basin with a white cloth in it, and he put the things at the head of the bed, bowed his head and saluted the panther before withdrawing.

Queliel looked at the piece of cloth, and then at the panther, and her affection for the panther was slowly disappearing, and she knew that it was a perverted brute, and that she should have slaughtered it when it was wounded.

The panther seemed to see through her thoughts, and gave her a strange expression, and only after a while walked straight behind the screen in the corner of the room.

Quelier was stunned, it wasn't that she was too careful, she always felt that this black panther often showed a look that only humans have, and it was evil.

"Hey, what are you hiding, I'm telling you, I'm not going to let you fool around!" she walked to the screen, intending to take out her anger on the panther first.

"Don't come here!" a man's voice stopped her as she went.

Frightened, she nearly fell, and she froze in place, unprepared for a leopard to speak.

"Don't come here, Quelier. ”

The voice sounded again, but Queliel was dazzled by the familiar sound and her tongue was knotted.

Enmity... Why is he here?

Qiu Lie walked out from behind the screen, wearing only a black bathrobe, his tall body and messy black hair fully showed his wildness that was different from ordinary men, and his brown eyes were shining with a blurred color, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised mockingly, taking into the shock of Quelier, as if he had expected her reaction for a long time.

"You—" Quelier blinked, stared at him for a moment, rushed behind the screen, and asked in a loud voice, "Where's the panther?"

The panther walked behind the screen, and what came out was Qiu Lie, such a simple logic should not be difficult for her IQ, but she really couldn't believe that this kind of fantasy would appear in front of her eyes!

Qiu Lie folded his hands in front of his waist and asked, "What do you say?"

"Oh my God, you... You and the Panther—" Queliel rushed back to him, muttering in a voice of disbelief.

"I'm the Panther. Qiu Lie smiled coldly and leisurely paced to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"You're the Panther?" she asked again as her mind knotted for the first time, stunned as she followed his words.

"Why are you so surprised? You should have felt it, didn't you?" he propped his hands back on the mattress, his smooth and firm chest exposed by the opening of his bathrobe.

Queliel began to think back to the first time she saw him. That's right, he had given her a vague disorder at that time, and that time in her mind, the panther had some kind of association with him.

However, under the premise that he explained that he was the owner of the panther, she naturally regarded that association as the relationship between the owner and the pet, and did not pursue it anymore.

Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly...

As if to confirm the facts, she walked up to him, not wanting to think that her actions were too provocative, so she crouched down and groped his legs.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Qiu Lie was taken aback at this moment.

"I'm going to see the gunshot wound on your leg!" the panther was wounded in the hind leg, and if he was a panther, he would have had a scar as well.

"Didn't anyone tell you what the consequences of touching a man's leg like this would be?" he looked down at her ambiguously.

"What happened?" she simply wanted to verify his identity, so her hand continued to push his bathrobe up, looking for a wound.

Qiu Lie secretly gasped, and his heart fluttered slightly by her intimate actions. In order to confuse female believers, he has slept with many women, and he has long been numb to the affairs of men and women with each other, but why does Quelier's hand just lightly brush his thighs to make his heart pound?

"Let me tell you first, I don't have anything on me but this bathrobe. He reminded with a pretended composure.

"Really?" she responded inattentively, unable to see the wound, she was unwilling.

"You..." Qiu Lie also wanted to warn her not to mess around, his eyes rolled, and he just caught a glimpse of the pinhole monitor in the corner of the roof, he knew that the suspicious Fangzi or Rita were most likely monitoring their every move, so he pulled up Qilier, turned over, pressed her on his body, and kissed her pink ** quickly.

Clariel's eyes widened, flustered by the sudden kiss.

What is he doing? The word "waiting" lit up in her mind, and she shuddered suddenly.

He wanted to come to God!

She was stunned for a minute before she thought about struggling. "Qiu Lie... You... Don't mess around!" she curled her face, avoiding his lips and lashing out.

"Don't move, don't use your telekinesis easily, I won't do anything to you, it's just that someone may be watching the footage of you sleeping with the leopard god right now, just be patient and cooperate. He didn't let go of her, just leaned his lips to her ear and whispered.

"Someone... Peeking?" A tingle ran across her back, and her ears turned crimson like wine from his close-up breath.

Although she often gets along with Phantom Night Gods and Thunderbolts, and there are a lot of physical touches that hug and play, she has never felt such trembling and shame as now.

"Well, it's routine... I'm sorry, but in order to save you from revealing your identity on the altar, you have to avoid Fangz's suspicions in this way..."He hugged her soft body, and although he said this, he was so stirred by the fragrance of her girlish body that he couldn't help but drop a thin kiss on her neck.

"You... You're a... Perverted and disgusting religion... I'm not afraid of Fangzi..."She was stupefied by the strange reaction in her body, and not only did she not resist his kiss, but she also fell into a state of nonsense similar to that of a confused feeling.

"If you make a fuss just now, I promise you and the people you want to save will all die here..." Half of Qiu Lie's brain spoke to her rationally, but the other half was quickly conquered by crazy desires.

Her innocent face was close at hand, her soft brown hair brushed his sideburns, her delicate and slender body rubbed against him through her clothes, and the hot breath exhaled between her noses was enough to break any man's will.

"I'm just—" She tried to retort, but before she could say anything, she fell into a fierce kiss.

The first wave of shock had not subsided, and the second wave of shock caught her off guard.

Isn't it just about acting? Why would Qiu Lie use... Kiss her in this way?

He opened her mouth and invaded her mouth with the tip of his tongue domineeringly, scratching her teeth, teasing her tongue, and fiercely begging for her response. And his hand quietly reached from the waist into her blouse, looking for her unique roundness and fullness of women... The horn seems to be out of control!

"Qiu Lie... Qiu Li'er!" Quelier was awakened by his ferocity, and she pushed him away with all her might, and let out a loud shout.

Qiu Lie propped up his upper body, his breathing was heavy and unsteady, and he looked at her with a wild and fierce look, and he couldn't take back the ** that poured out.

"You... You're too into the play, aren't you... Wake up!" She was also hoarse from heart palpitations.

Qiu Lie gradually calmed himself, grabbed his hair with his left hand, and fell to the side.

I'm crazy!*** like a beast!!!!

Quelier sat up from the bed, pulled up her clothes with trembling hands, couldn't think of what to say, all her usual wits were completely forgotten, and the part of her brain that was in charge of language closed early.

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself sometimes. Lying on his back and looking at the ceiling, he said in a low voice. The wild nature of the leopard in his body is often difficult to control, and this is his biggest problem.

She didn't answer, and turned her head, only to see a new bullet mark on the side of his left thigh, which was exposed outside his bathrobe.

"Ah, the wound is here! It's really you! You're really the panther. She couldn't help but reach out and touch the wound, and only then did she truly believe in the fact that he was a black panther.

Qiu Lie grabbed her hand, moved it away slightly, and said in a patient voice: "Don't touch it! ”

Thinking of his fiery kiss, Chellier's cheeks flushed again, and she immediately withdrew the hand he was holding.

She'd better keep her mind clear and calm, lest the two of them have another embarrassing scene. Speaking of which, she and he have only met three times, and the ** commission between the two of them just now is too unreasonable.

"I think we'd better talk. Qiu Lie, since you are willing to help me, then we are not enemies, can you tell me about the Pure Spirit Society?" she asked him as she sat cross-legged on the bed.

"I'll tell you what I can say, although we are not enemies, we are not friends either. He bent his left elbow over his head and lay on his side on the other side of the bed, not caring that the front of his bathrobe was open to his waist.

It was only then that she realized what it was like for a man to be sexy. She found that Qiu Lie's handsomeness and incomparable sex appeal were perhaps due to the physique of a man and a beast, and his every move often carried the elegance and arrogance of a leopard, and under the calm surface was a sharpness ready to strike, ready to destroy his opponent in an instant.

"It's okay, just say what you can say. She smiled back. Maybe they weren't friends yet, but she knew he didn't hate her, otherwise he wouldn't have helped her.

"Then I'll have to deal with this white cloth first. As he spoke, he got out of bed, picked up the white cloth, and bit his fingers with his teeth, squeezing out a few drops of blood, and the bright red blood dripped on the white cloth like a red rose.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed.

"Prove that you are a virgin. He raised the corners of his mouth in disdain and threw the white cloth back into the basin.

"With... That proves it?"

"Of course, you'll have to test it yourself—" He walked back to the bed and smiled meaningfully at her.

"You're so weird, what about proving that we're virgins?" she exclaimed.

"The virgin will be bled three days later during the ritual at the end of the festival and offered to the leopard god and the sect leader to drink. He sat close to her, but was careful not to touch her.

"Drink, even him?" she tensed.

"I've drunk it before, and then I don't drink it, I'm only twenty-three years old, and I don't need it as much as Fonze. He sneered.

"You... There's no scientific evidence that virgin blood can nourish the skin!"

"Not in science, but in the magic of Fonze. He squinted at her.

"Magic?" "That disgusting old guy has spells?

"Yes, every three months, he has to replenish his vitality with the blood of a virgin. ”

"Does it work?"

"Perhaps. His expression was cold and hard, without the slightest hint of sympathy.

"I can't let those women die so meaninglessly!" she said firmly.

"Then how can you save so many people by yourself?"

"First of all, of course, make it clear to them. She turned to face him, leaned in and asked, "What did you all let the believers drink?"

Qiu Lie looked at her steadily, and suddenly smiled.

"You're like a messenger of justice, coming to the rescue of a bunch of poor people, but you forget that I'm one of the bad guys, good and evil, and I'm surprised that we can sit here and talk, and you ask me about our church. ”

"You're not a villain, Qiu Lie. She didn't ignore the bitterness in his words. He may have a sinister aura, but her spiritual power told her that his heart was not bad.

"Yes, I am the leopard god of the Pure Soul Society, and my hands are stained with the blood of many outbackers, and the first time you saw me, I had just dealt with a traitor who was trying to break away from the Pure Soul Society. He sneered.

"That's not what you intended, was it?" she suspected, Fonze was in control.

"How do you know it's not?" he raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold.

"If you're really bad, you won't help me. She smiled at him.

Qiu Lie stared at her, bullied her, pushed her down on the bed, put his hands on her ears, looked down at her, and said sarcastically, "What if I helped you to enjoy you?"

"But you didn't! or you wouldn't have stopped. Her clear brown eyes have the ability to see through everything.

"Damn!" he cursed, rolled over on the bed, and slammed his fist into the wall in anger. Her innocence is the opposite of his sin, is that why she attracts him?

"Qiu Lie, tell me where you put your misty unraveling, okay?" she jumped on the bed and tugged at his sleeve.

"It's useless to tell you. He tilted his head in annoyance.

"I'll figure it out. She said persistently.

Qiu Lie grabbed her by the shoulders, pressed her against the wall, and said viciously, "Listen! I rescued you from the altar so that you could get out of this island tonight, and stop trying to save people." Now, follow me out of the castle, and don't linger for a minute!"

"I don't—" She was about to protest, but he stopped her next move.

Qiu Lie took out a gun out of nowhere, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at her heart.

"Stop talking nonsense, Queliel. The woman who spent the night with me had to start taking turns sleeping with the other believers the next day, which is called 'sharing', and this is the reason why the believers are willing to stay here, if you don't leave tonight, you won't be able to leave tomorrow. He said with a grimace.

"Points... Enjoy?" Quelier gasped.

"Actually, the confusion given by Fangzi is just to make people lose their spirits. He used the primitive** of human nature and the fragility of the soul to control the believers, and proved the existence of the leopard god with the appearance of me becoming a leopard, and then guided each believer to sink in ** with magic power, and then used a similar hypnosis method to bury the seeds of allegiance to the Pure Soul Society deep in the hearts of believers, which is the main reason why believers have to live here for three months. When they returned to their own circle of life, they all became supporters of Fangzi, and would send money to the Pure Spirit Society every month, nominally as a donation, but in fact as a forced tribute. ”

The more she listened, the more she hated Fangzi's evil deeds.

"As for those who still have their own minds in three months and are not easily controlled by Fangzi, don't think about leaving here again, Fangzi will let these people die a miserable death. One of the six people who escaped a while ago was a reporter who had infiltrated and wanted to publish the affairs of the Pure Soul Society in the newspaper, and he encouraged the other five believers to flee back to San Francisco, thinking that in this way they would sever their ties with the Pure Soul Society... As a result, none of them survived, and all of them were wiped out by me..."He looked down at his hands, which looked white and slender, but the blood stained could not be erased for the rest of his life.

"Qiu Lie...", Quelier suddenly felt sad for him.

"So it's a stupid and fatal thing to provoke the Pure Spirit Society, no matter how powerful the Spirit Power Club is, on this isolated island, you alone will not be Fangzi's opponent..."

"And you?" she said.

"Me?" he was stunned.

"Me and you, the two of us together to deal with Fonze!" she hoped to get him out of this prison as well.

"Let's stop making a fuss!" he laughed, but there was a lot of helplessness in his laughter.

"Why didn't you try to get out of here, why were you willing to be used as a weapon of murder and deception? Why?" she grabbed his wrists with her backhand and looked up at him excitedly.

"Because... He raised me... Because since I was a child I promised to give him my soul ... Because of this collar, I can't escape from his palm no matter how far I go!" he tugged at the black collar around his neck with one hand, his black hair falling from the shock, and his expression was indignant.

"Qiu Lie!" she was startled by his appearance and hurried to stop him from hurting herself.

She had long noticed the collar he wore around his neck all the time, and at first she thought it was a fashionable ornament, but now she realized that it was what Fonzi had tied to him.

Qiu Lie broke free of her hand, raised the gun in his right hand, pointed it at her forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Now you should know your situation, right? I can't join forces with you to fight against Fangzi, although I hate him too, I am destined to go to hell with him... Let's go, before Fonts can deal with you!"

Queliel watched him quietly, she was finally able to free him, he was a trapped beast, trapped in this dark place, and he could not be freed until the last drop of blood was shed.

The only way to save everyone is probably to kill Fangz!

"Let's go!" Qiu Lie held his gun and motioned for her to leave.

Obediently walking out of the room of the enemy, Queliel was still thinking about how to complete her task and raze the bad church, even though he held her gun to him.

She won't give up so easily, because her "divine calculation" is notoriously stubborn, and I believe Qiu Lie will soon be able to understand this.