Be dragged into the room by the succubus

Withdraw, withdraw!

Mud for Luda!

Ning Feng, who almost had a stress reaction, turned his head and left immediately.

But when Ning Feng took two steps, his brows were frowned, and he realized the violation.

What's wrong?

He hesitated for a moment, maintaining the state of "hide and seek", moved behind a pair of strong men playing games, and looked back at the altar over there.

The altar is that altar, but the surrounding scene seems to be very different from last time.

Although there were a large number of people and the fighting was fierce, the participants were all fairly healthy, and there was no smell of blood in the air.

Filling the entire space is the mixed smell of men and women, women and women, men and men...the fierce collision between different combinations.

It's disgusting, but otherwise not dangerous.

"...Isn't it a blood sacrifice?"

So what is this doing?

Could it be, is it really a healthy party where many people do sports together?

Gym party for time assassins?

Moreover, even if it was their free choice, the matter of the altar cannot be ignored.

Ning Feng is still very confident in his memory. With talent and later training, even if it doesn't reach the level of hyperamnesia, it is still the same.

Although it was just a glimpse, the texture of the altar in front of him was quickly compared with the texture in memory.

Although there are small differences in some places, this altar is highly similar to the altar of the Manor Blood Sacrifice!

The altar is an important means for mortals to connect with the gods. Each god has its own order. Under normal circumstances, there will be no highly similar altars.

That means...

"It's the same group as last time~"

Turning his head suddenly, Ning Feng almost exposed his tracks, looked sideways at the nonchalant black cat on his shoulder, then lowered his voice and said:

"Are they calling you? But you're not..."

As he said that, Ning Feng slightly avoided the two warm-hearted men, and hid to the other side.

I don't know if it was really affected by the blood, but Ning Feng didn't feel anything about the obscene things in the space.

It's a frantic scene, but it doesn't make his blood boil, just like watching spring animals doing something they love to do.

"It's not me."

Uh-huh! ! ?

The black cat and Ning Feng looked at each other, blinked, and suddenly said:

"Oh? Didn't I tell you? I wasn't the one those guys summoned and pleased before!"

"I just thought something fun would happen, so I snatched someone else's sacrifice once."

"So I don't know how many followers there are!"

Ariana stared at Ning Feng sincerely, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her sincerity.

This guy obviously didn't say anything on purpose, ready to have fun!

The black-hearted guy is really too disrespectful.

And just when Ning Feng was about to criticize Aryanna tactfully, the door on the other side of the room was slowly opened.

clap la la...

The sound of iron chains came from behind the door, accompanied by several gasps of excitement.

Without any hesitation, Ning Feng shrunk his figure even smaller, carefully looking over there from a dark corner.

After obtaining the blood of the succubus, there was another thing that surprised Ning Feng. His eyes could see things clearly even in a dark environment.

Dark vision, a natural ability possessed by some dark creatures.

The moment he saw the appearance of the visitor, Ning Feng felt as if he had gone to the wrong set.

It seems that I am not deep in the underground of some cult ritual, but walked into the shooting set of some action movies.

Just that kind, what Xijing fever, the kind of black-haired heaven.

The first thing that appeared was a mountain of meat. The tall and fat man was tightly bound by several iron chains, with a metal shackle on his mouth. There was no pain on his face, only dullness.

A woman wearing a backless black leather jacket and holding a long whip was sitting on his shoulder, holding several metal chains, leading several figures like walking a dog.

There are men and women in these figures, and without exception, they are all wearing various props and clothing of restricted grade.

There was no aura of killing at all, and some only had a more depraved aura than last time.

Coincidentally, that woman's real body was also a succubus.

"This……"

But why is this different from what I imagined?

"What's so strange? Blood sacrifice is just one method of offering sacrifices. There are many other methods."

Aryanna didn't care about Ning Feng's doubts, she looked at the woman over there who was swaying and waving the editor, playing with taste:

"Blood sacrifice is the lowest and primitive form of sacrifice, only the most evil and chaotic guy would like that kind of sacrifice."

"And for some evil gods, various forms of degenerate rituals are more common and more likely to be favored by them."

Poking Ning Feng's cheek, Aryanna excitedly pointed to the succubus surrounded by several people in the distance, and whispered:

"The prey has appeared, and the danger is under control."

"This time, what are you going to do?"

"Retreat directly? Or be a warrior who pierces the succubus?"

Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life, or a hero for a minute...an hour?

come on!

Make a choice, boy!

As for Ning Feng, he gave her a strange look, then took out his phone and pressed it silently.

"Ah! Coward! Coward! How boring~"

Turning a deaf ear to the black cat's taunt, Ning Feng fiddled with it for a minute before taking his eyes off the phone.

"Okay, that's it."

Just as he was about to put it in his pocket, Ning Feng thought about it and put the phone in the corner of the door.

There is no other meaning. Although it is broken, you can replace it with a new one, but don't let it break.

"After 10 minutes, a text message will be sent automatically."

"Oh? This time, are you going to die to be a man?"

10 minutes to set the time, 10 minutes to watch the time when the watch will come.

These 10 minutes are the assessment Ning Feng set for himself.

Or, he killed the succubus and raised his bloodline.

Or, he was killed by the succubus and waited for the Overwatch Society to rescue him.

It is impossible to die, it is impossible to die in this life.

However, risks within controllable risks are still acceptable.

Ning Feng could see the information on the other side at a glance, and it was at the same level as the last succubus.

And although I didn't bring the Holy Flame with me this time, I had more room to move than last time, and my physical fitness had also improved significantly.

Most importantly, if a certain Miss Black Cat didn't really have a black heart to the end, she would not let herself die.

And as long as you don't die, there are as many treatment methods as you want.

"You are really cowardly~"

"Please call this prudence, thank you."

Getting stronger is the goal, but the real point is staying alive.

It's ugly to say anything.

This is stability!

"So, as for now..."

Pulling out the dagger from his bosom, Ning Feng's eyes locked on the succubus who was being served by several people, looking up and down.

Finally, his eyes fell on the fat-like jade back, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

"I'll talk about the rest later, such a good back, it's a pity not to poke a hole..."

"Let's do a backstab first."