Vampire cute baby tomb robber

The golden color slowly converges in the west, and the last twilight shines in the desert. With the arrival of darkness, the mist spreads, and the pure white Gothic roof rises from the ground, solemn, elegant, cold and desolate, dancing over the smoky gravel, The deserted manors and ancient castles in the distance seem to bear sacred marks.

Nangong Baiye thought that he had come to the legendary Jerusalem, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.

Beiming Liancheng was still standing there, with his long black cloak hanging straight down to the ground. The whistling wind, like a dancing fairy, swept through a burst of prosperity and desolation, and raised his black cloak.

Behind him is the setting sun.

At this moment, it seemed that even the sky and the earth were dyed the color of blood.

A true magic moment!

The quiet palace seems to have a history of thousands of years, towering like clouds, and prosperous in an instant.

Planted in front of the hall are the other shore flowers in full swing, the flames of the sky.

On the huge carved stone railing, there are traces of fights and white webs woven by spiders, which spread to the end of the line of sight, until they reached the iron gate with the little angel hanging, and it was replaced by two large The stone statue, the black wings of the stone statue spread out, the face is handsome, and the evil spirit that seems to be a smile is not a smile.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Nangong Baiye always felt that the stone statue was somewhat similar to her elder brother's... Just when she wanted to take a closer look, a childish voice rang out from Lingkong.

"The road you are looking for...the road...anyway, he is inside!"

Nangong Baiye turned back, and saw the little devil who had just been defeated by Beiming Liancheng was carrying a little black sickle, his thin lips were slightly curled up, and he still looked quite arrogant.

Beiming Liancheng only opened his eyelids, and gave him a faint look.

Whoosh!

The little devil hid all of a sudden, he couldn't see his body, he could only hear the small voice: "Go and wake up the king, we are waiting outside!"

Go, go, once you go in, don't even think about coming out again!The little devil hummed as he thought, thinking that he had done a particularly remarkable thing.

However, the iron gate of the castle was locked, and it would definitely take a lot of effort to push it open, which weighed a thousand catties.

Nangong Baiye's research on congealing eyebrows...

But Beiming Liancheng walked over slowly, with the black gloved index finger and middle finger together, and lightly hit him.

With a creak—

The iron lock hangs down.

As if the huge iron gate had sensed, a corner opened under the bloody twilight, countless black crows soared out of the castle, and clusters of black feathers fell lightly, opening the hall of the holy god.

The hall is surrounded by huge walls surrounded by rays of light, all of which are densely packed with exquisite pattern carvings, bright light, penetrating to the bottom, and a huge dome above the head, crystal-like brilliance is broken inside, like a huge The original jade without stitching gaps, the shiny lines carved on the jade, resplendent, mysterious, made of marble, all the portraits inside are made of different colored marbles, a bit like Michelangelo Luo's most proud work during his lifetime... St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.

In front of the hall stands a tall statue with a calm expression and a smile on his face, holding the key to heaven in his right hand and an ancient book in his left.The curly hair on his head, the wrinkles on his face, the beard on his chin and the layers of robes on his body are all carved delicately and realistically.

This is the legendary apostle?

Nangong Baiye raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the opposite side of the statue. The huge black wings slowly opened, wrapping a person. The person seemed to be sleeping, but the corners of his mouth were raised, showing an indescribable evil charm.

The appearance of two statues at the same time is nothing more than saying: There are two roads here.

One road leads directly to heaven, without desires or desires.

The other one fell into hell and immediately became a demon...

Beiming Liancheng walked over, and with a smile on his lips, he resolutely walked towards "hell". The hunting wind rolled up his sable fur, and the evil spread in the cold and elegant.

Nangong Baiye looked at him, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and did not move.

Beiming Liancheng turned his head, glanced at her, and then stretched out his right hand in a black glove. He had a gentlemanly posture, with slender fingers, beautiful fangs slightly exposed, and an icy light in his amber eyes: "Junior Sister, even if you are You, too, have to fall into hell with me."

"Heh." Nangong Baiye lowered his head and smiled, and took two steps forward, instead of grabbing his hand, he hugged his waist: "Brother, although you looked handsome just now, but you are a bit perverted, you don't look like You, let's be realistic."

Beiming Liancheng had a handsome face indifferently, his brows were slightly raised: "Really?"

"For example..." Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand to grab his collar, tapped his toes lightly, his thin lips touched the corner of his cool mouth, and pulled away as soon as he touched it, his eyes were half-bent, and his face was full of anger: "This way ?” That tone of voice was like a rich man flirting with a little girl, full of authentic Beijing accent.

Beiming Liancheng raised her thin lips, grabbed her directly, squeezed her paws with an evil smile, used a little bit of harmless freezing technique, and then continued to move forward.

Nangong Baiye had no use for his claws, so he could only droop his eyelids and rest peacefully.

But he seemed to like her appearance very much, the playfulness in his eyes became more intense, and even his steps became much lighter.

To put it simply, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was casually pacing in front of him handsomely, while Nangong Baiye was carrying a big bag, and the beauty was following behind dripping with sweat.

"Shameless, so shameless! How can you let a woman take things? What he did is not in line with the aesthetics that we demons should have! He should eat her directly and not bully women!!" He kept kicking forward, probably imagining that he could kick a certain highness out of the devil world.

You is calmer, with empty eyes: "The devil who eats soft food is rare... Wait, brother, what are you writing?"

"You, you said another wise saying, I want to write it down!!" The little devil was moved to tears for a while, then lowered his head, and took a brush bigger than his arm to draw everyone's words on the ancient scroll. Unreadable characters.

Quiet: ...o(□)o

Nangong Baiye walked in the hall, because of the huge space, her footsteps sounded like they came from the deepest part of the canyon.There is a huge silence in the air, and a sense of solemnity that resembles a miracle that makes people unable to breathe.

The black marble under her feet could clearly reflect the shadows of her and her senior brother, like a entangled black mist, in a trance, she was a little dazzled, and saw the mist behind him as wings...