Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"What are you afraid of?"

As if seriously waiting for a response, Ning Feng dragged the succubus' chin with his fingertips, lowered his head and asked softly:

"Is it death? Or the fear of not completing the task? Or..."

With a little confusion, Ning Feng tilted his head and asked with a smile:

"Are you afraid of me?"

Uh! !

Well!cough cough...

Stimulated by Ning Feng's doubtful words, the succubus who looked like she was about to die suddenly raised her head and stared at Ning Feng, with blood splashing from her throat.

At this moment, she did not live up to the name of a devil at all, and her appearance was extremely stern.

With blood and tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, he glared at the humble mortal, wishing he could bite him.

But Ning Feng was not frightened by the other party's appearance, he wrapped his backhand around the succubus' chin, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He even nodded understandingly and sighed:

"That's right, why are you afraid of a mortal?"

Leaning closer to those bewitching purple eyes, Ning Feng stared straight at the complex emotions hidden inside.

In just two days, he saw two succubi, but nothing interesting happened.

I didn't conquer the succubus or be conquered by the succubus on the bed, nor did I use justice to make the succubus thoroughly enlightened.

These enchanting and extraordinary creatures made him feel disgusted.

Whether they killed ordinary people and took out their organs to build altars, or turned them into animal sacrifices who only knew how to mate, these succubi did not feel guilty or intolerable at all.

Laughing jokingly, appreciating his masterpiece and clapping his hands.

Ning Feng tried to understand that because of the difference in race, the other party did not treat ordinary people equally... and then he failed.

Understanding is one aspect, but when the tragedy happened in front of him, he couldn't accept it.

Therefore, Ning Feng chose the most direct solution without pretense and deception.

fighting.

As for talking or something, it's not too late to ask after the other party is dying.

Well, like now.

"Let me ask you a question now... what is your purpose?"

What are these succubi going to do in Bencheng?Which existence do their altars point to?

Ning Feng believes that these altars have been established recently, otherwise, with the control of the Overwatch Society, it is impossible not to discover these altars.

The discovery of two consecutive days made Ning Feng feel a little uneasy, feeling that there was some conspiracy hidden under the water that did not surface.

"If you cooperate, I won't say that I will let you go. This is impossible, and you can guess it."

"But I can guarantee that you will die without pain. After all, I personally have no hobby of abusing captives."

Facing Ning Feng's serious request, the succubus didn't answer, but just looked back at him with mocking eyes.

it is more than words.

The throat was pierced, and although the flesh and blood were slowly healing, the succubus could indeed answer.

But she knew that the man in front of her would not give her a chance to seduce her.

Because, his body exudes the same kind of breath.

Belonging to the devil, the breath of corruption.

The devil, on the other hand, keeps his word.

Seeing the other party's ridicule and distrust, Ning Feng tilted his head and said with a light smile:

"Don't worry, I'm different from you, I won't cheat a dying woman."

As for other times, that's another story.

Can the matter of the handsome guy be called cheating?

Those are white lies.

Pooh!

With his expression unchanged, Ning Feng tilted his head to avoid the blood sprayed by the succubus, watching it fall to the ground and emit white smoke.

The blood of demons is poisonous, and to ordinary people, it feels like a hot lava filled with toxins.

"Miss, your oral hygiene doesn't seem to be very good? Do you need me to recommend mouthwash for you?"

Looking at the joy in the other party's eyes, Ning Feng knew that he probably had nothing to ask.

Ning Feng didn't feel this way when he learned about that tragic history and only read the text.

He also wondered why the awakened ones didn't try to find a win-win way to coexist with extraordinary creatures?

Although it was very exciting, but at that time, although human beings could protect themselves, it was definitely not wise to declare war on all the envoys.

Is it that the predecessors were carried away by hatred and anger?Must be stubborn to make the envoys pay the price?Let them tit for tat, blood for blood?

no.

Some of them must have tried too, trying to end the fight without sacrificing themselves.

I don't know what the result will be, but in the end, they failed.

Abandoning the fantasy, pointing the weapon at the former envoy.

Now, Ning Feng looked at the succubus who never let go of his so-called pride even at this time, and he finally realized the reason.

"So that's how it is..."

"You are an envoy from above, born to play with the sad fate of mortals."

Regardless of whether the current extraordinary creatures have changed or not, the way of doing things for the group of envoys who are fanatics of the gods has never changed.

Even if she is only a first-order succubus, even if she is about to perish at the hands of a mortal.

This succubus is still the messenger of the gods, and her soul still belongs to the gods she believes in.

"You are indeed afraid of death, but you just don't want to die at the hands of a mortal."

"You are indeed repenting, but not for everything you have done, but just regretting being attacked by a mortal like me."

Ning Feng didn't think highly of Succubus, and the other party didn't think highly of himself either.

"It's really, it's unbearable to laugh."

Hearing Ning Feng's emotion, the succubus really realized that he had no way out, the fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and instead filled with maddened hatred and piety.

The devotion to returning to the embrace of the gods.

She tried her best, gathered all her strength to her throat, ignored the blood flowing out, and said hoarsely:

"Despicable heretics! My Lord... Will return!"

"You must, will die."

"I'll be here, hell waits..."

The succubus smiled miserably, and uttered the last curse in demonic language.

Waiting for the other party to become annoyed and kill him completely, waiting to return to the embrace of the gods.

The other party is just a mortal, and it is impossible to detain his own soul, let him kill and have the possibility of being reborn in the kingdom of God.

But she was disappointed.

Ning Feng was not angry, but looked at her strangely, like looking at a fool.

"You don't seem very smart."

I'm not some stupid young man who is easy to get on top of, how could I not notice this kind of thing.

Ning Feng is different from others. Having seen peace, he actually doesn't have much prejudice against things like belief.

Whether you believe in gods or not, it is an individual's freedom. As long as you don't interfere with other people's lives and wills, he thinks there is no problem.

But now, Ning Feng looked at the demon who had never repented until his death, and he was a little angry.

It's really only a little bit, and it's not even all for those innocent ordinary people, but some personal grievances are mixed in it.

So, he decided not to let the other party die so happily.

Ning Feng turned his head, looked at the black cat who walked beside him unknowingly, and asked suddenly:

"Is there a way for me to defile her soul?"

"Or, is there a way to make demons go to heaven?"

Since your destination is hell, then I will prevent you from going to hell.

I will send you to the paradise you hate the most.