The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

Chapter 440 But you dare to covet and insult my god
He Xiaotong is a 996 worker and an ordinary woman living alone in the city.

It was a hot summer day. After she got home from get off work in the evening, she turned on the air conditioner and took a warm shower.

Although she had a tiring day at work, she still watched short videos while lying in bed to watch her favorite celebrity idols and Internet celebrity anchors she followed. As a social creature, this was the rare time she had to herself in the day.

It wasn't until half past midnight that her eyelids couldn't stop drooping, so she turned off the light in the bedroom and fell asleep with her husky pillow in her arms.

Coffee has a diuretic effect, so she drank two cups of latte during the day to refresh herself, and was woken up by the urge to urinate in the middle of the night. After some struggle, He Xiaotong decided to turn on the light and go to the toilet in order to sleep well.

However, as soon as she touched her phone, she heard rustling footsteps in the room, as if someone was shining something in the dark night.

He Xiaotong froze on the bed, fear rushed into his heart, and for a moment he was so shocked that he lost all sleep.

She has always lived alone, has no boyfriend, and her best friend is not in the same city as herself. Only she has the key to the house. At this point, why would a second person appear in my house?

How did he get in? Or has it always been hidden in her house?

The sounds in the dark night became particularly clear. Apart from the sounds of rummaging around in the room, there was only the pounding of her heartbeat in her chest.

She was afraid that her heartbeat would be too loud and the gangster would find out, so she subconsciously held her breath.

He Xiaotong held her phone tightly, but did not dare to make any movement or even open her eyes.

Now she just hoped that this was a thief who was short of money and left after finding the two valuable bags in her closet. She would rather spend money to eliminate the disaster than hope that this was a very vicious person.

Finally, she heard the door close and the footsteps disappeared.

He Xiaotong's tight strings finally relaxed. She took the phone into her arms little by little and was about to call the police, but in the next second, the hair on her body stood on end.

A warm breath hit the back of her neck.

The man's voice made her hair stand on end in the dark night.

"I know you didn't sleep."

He Xiaotong opened his eyes suddenly, met a pair of blood-red eyes in the dark night, and screamed in horror: "Ahhh!"

……

The crescent-moon smiley face sticker in front of the door smiles weirdly.

A man wrapped in black cloth pressed the elevator on the fourteenth floor. When he walked to the door, he didn't see the red crescent-moon smiley face sticker.

He silently returned to the elevator and pressed the elevator on the thirteenth floor.

After seeing the familiar sticker on the door, he licked his lips and grinned, showing his fangs.

He slowly took out a piece of wire from his pocket, opened the door with a click, then slowly closed the door and walked towards the bedroom.

Almost at the same time, Gu Xiuji on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

In the dark night, the door was slowly pushed open, and the footsteps were very light, but Gu Xiuji could feel someone approaching. There was also a faint smell of blood.

The corners of his lips curled up in amusement. This was the first time he had seen something dirty brought to his door to seek death.

The man wrapped in black cloth stood at the head of Gu Xiuji's bed, staring at his neck and swallowing. The tiger teeth at the corners of his mouth suddenly grew longer and pointed.

He bit Gu Xiuji's neck fiercely.

The next second, the man's painful scream sounded in the dark night.

"Ahhhh!" There was a "pop" sound, the light in the room was turned on, and the room lit up.

Gu Xiuji rolled out of bed, pulled off a black coat from the coat rack nearby and put it on his body. Then he slowly looked at the man on the ground, covering his glasses and moaning in pain.

The man was wrapped in black cloth. It was obviously the hot summer season, but he was wearing black gloves, revealing only a pale, bloodless face.

His lips were so red that they turned purple, and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. His face was haggard, and his eyes were red.

At this moment, the left eye he was covering tightly was still dripping with blood.

A small and exquisite silver cross gun pendant was inserted into his left eye, emitting a dark purple light.

The man wanted to pull out the silver cross gun, but there was a strong burning and stinging sensation when he touched it. He did not dare to touch it and could only endure the painful wails coming from his eyes.

"You, are you from the Holy See of Shenyue?"

The cross gun is the weapon of the fallen angel Xiela, and the Holy Moon Church worships the evil god Xiela. Most believers carry silver cross gun pendants to express their faith.

"No, it's impossible. The people from the Shenyue Holy See are not that strong."

He once escaped from the hands of the Shenyue Holy See, but the man in front of him was so powerful that he had no way to escape just by standing there.

He clearly remembered that the ones he marked were young and beautiful women living alone.

Only that kind of blood is the sweetest.

Gu Xiuji raised his hand, and the silver cross gun pendant flew back to his hand.

He pulled off a paper towel from the bedside table and slowly wiped the blood on the pendant, revealing the moon symbol on the silver cross gun, reflecting a faint golden light.

His thin lips curled up slightly, "The Shenyue Sect is hunting vampires everywhere, and you just hit the door yourself. There is really a way to heaven and you don't take it."

"You, you are the Pope!"

Only the pope's silver cross gun has the moon symbol of the Shenyue Sect!
Gu Xiuji smiled lightly and walked towards him.

The vampire was so frightened that he almost crouched on the ground. His voice was hoarse and trembling: "Your Majesty the Pope, I am blind and blind. I didn't intend to suck your blood. I was just visiting. I was going upstairs." . Please let me go.”

Gu Xiuji in front of him stopped.

He looked down at the vampire coldly, "What you want to suck is not my blood, but the blood from the fourteenth floor?"

The vampire lowered his head and didn't see Gu Xiuji's obviously cold eyes. Seeing him stop, he thought he saw life.

He quickly echoed and begged for mercy: "Yes, how dare I covet your noble blood, Your Excellency the Pope? I just want to suck the blood of the girl on the 14th floor. A lowly human like that is not even worthy of carrying the Pope's shoes. Your Excellency the Pope, please let me go. I am willing to be loyal to you and bring out more of my kind for you."

A man's low laughter came from above the vampire's head.

Gu Xiuji's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you hadn't said these words, I might still consider your surrender."

"But you dare to covet and insult my gods."

The silver cross gun grew in size out of thin air in his palm, becoming as tall as a person.

The vampire was stunned, raised his head suddenly, and was suddenly penetrated by the silver cross gun.

Gu Xiuji lowered his eyes and stared at him coldly, his eyes were clear and cold, but his voice was gentler than the night:
"I was the one who carried her shoes. Do you remember it clearly in the next life?"

"Oh, vampires are too filthy. They are never recognized by gods and have no reincarnation."