Vampire cute baby tomb robber

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The figure slowly walked over, his black hair was dyed with moonlight mercury, and it slid across his handsome and evil side face, hanging down on both sides.

He tilted his face, picked up Nangong Xiaomiao in the formation with one hand, and put it in his arms. He looked at Nangong Rongguang with cold eyes, and the light from Baixue sprinkled on his face in pieces. Outlining his perfect outline more or less deeply is extremely bewitching and dangerous...

In an instant, the copper wires wrapped around Nangong Xiaomiao's body turned into a thick jet black.

The onmyojis opened their eyes wide, looking at the things in their palms in disbelief, and an unknown fear welled up in their hearts...

There has never been that demon that can attack under the triple exorcism array!

Even high-level demons can't stand such a formation!

Who the hell is this man!?

"Your Highness..." A gleam of light flashed on Hei Si's paralyzed little face.

Your Highness?

Those onmyojis who had never seen Beiming Liancheng froze when they heard this name.

Only Nangong Rongguang lowered his eyes, and a layer of white light rose in his indifferent black pupils.

He had already noticed that there was a demonic aura in the capital, but he hadn't guessed that the person exuding such a strong aura would be the Seventh Highness in the palace who doesn't care about the world...

The Onmyojis didn't dare to act rashly anymore, as if they were waiting for Nangong Rongguang's order.

Nangong Rongguang squinted his eyes halfway, and his white fur robes overflowed. Before he could figure out the formation to besiege Beiming Liancheng.

Right under his feet, a tiny gap has been cracked on the blue stone road, spreading slowly, like a small stream of black blood flowing crookedly under the ice.

In the cold wind, Beiming Liancheng's exquisite and stern face raised an evil spirit that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The pure black robe reflected a ghostly luster under the moonlight, which looked like a bird flying across the air. The ghost of the dark night, the panic of human beings when they are dying are reflected in the long and narrow amber eyes.The golden circuits flowing in the pupils illuminated his fair side face, filled with a charming feeling, like some kind of powerful power, a miracle of extreme beauty...

The underground cracks are getting bigger and bigger, black mist is engulfing the ankles, those onmyojis feel unprecedented coldness, as if they are trapped in hell, unable to break free!

Amidst the screams, Nangong Rongguang leaped up, with a needle-like icy cold brewing in his palm, piercing into Beiming Liancheng's body like lightning!

"Desperation!" After seeing this move, the onmyojis all sighed, deeply relieved for their situation, they... are saved!

Soul-absorbing is the most profound soul method in Yin-Yang method. It can make Onmyoji have a soul power stronger than that of demons. Most people can't understand the mystery of it, let alone use it.

No, it should not be said that it is an ordinary person.

But in the whole world, only Nangong Rongguang can use such a soul method.

Whether it's a high-level demon or a god of death in the underworld, in the face of dementors, they can only be caught with nothing!

But what they didn't know was that the person who was really afraid was Nangong Rongguang.

When he stabbed his soul power into Beiming Liancheng's body, his soul power that was supposed to restrain Zhong Beiming Liancheng disappeared without a trace the moment it entered his body!

In contrast, the soul power contained in Beiming Liancheng's body is like an endless ocean, with huge waves rolling towards him wantonly, like boiling water, but it is extremely cold. It's like countless sharp knives and sharp blades are quickly slicing and cutting inside the body...

Nangong Rongguang withdrew his hand in amazement, his face pale and dignified.

He couldn't believe what happened in just a few seconds. His soul power seemed to be swallowed by a huge monster with an inestimable size. What's more frightening was that if he didn't withdraw his hand in time, the soul power in his body would definitely It will be swallowed up in an instant.

Even his cultivation over the years will be destroyed!

Beiming Liancheng... What kind of monster is he...

Although those onmyojis didn't know what happened, but looking at Nangong Rongguang with a solemn expression in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, his hanging heart was lifted into his throat again!

But Beiming Liancheng just smiled, and approached Nangong Rongguang charmingly, golden lines appeared in his eyes, the huge soul power surged into huge waves, and his long legs lifted slightly!

Nangong Rongguang's eyes flashed, and with a "whoosh", he jumped backwards, then turned over in the air and landed on the ground with one foot. The robe was blowing and tumbling.

Nangong Rongguang could no longer resist the surging air in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.

The onmyojis gasped, their eyes filled with deep fear.

Nangong Rongguang's ability in the yin and yang world is obvious to all, and it has been difficult for such a talented onmyoji to come out in decades.

However, he, who had never been defeated before, unexpectedly...lost!

The onmyoji raised their heads and looked at Beiming Liancheng with a calm face, cold and noble, their pupils were constantly swaying, and their hands and feet seemed to be nailed in place.

No demon has ever given them such a strong sense of oppression.

The strangest thing was that Beiming Liancheng had a touch of cleanliness that ordinary demons didn't have.

clean?

How could an extremely evil demon be clean?

Nangong Rongguang shook his head, propping his palms on the icy white snow, his vision began to blur...

Just when Beiming Liancheng raised his hand, wanting to kill his life.

A smiling voice suddenly sounded from the darkness: "Now it's best not to let the little cat smell the blood..."

Beiming Liancheng paused his fingers, and looked behind him with his thin lips slightly hooked.

Under the shade of the swaying trees, Boss Pei is wearing a pure white Tang suit with a Chinese stand-up collar, and a black fur collared cloak on the outside, which gives people the feeling of an ancient scholar, with an elegant and dusty taste, and smiles lightly .

Beiming Liancheng raised a pretty eyebrow: "The Pei family?"

"Your Highness has a good vision." Boss Pei walked over.

Beiming Liancheng spoke indifferently: "The Pei family is easy to recognize."

"Oh? Why?" Boss Pei's face was rarely filled with interest, but he wanted to hear why the Pei family was so easy to recognize.

Beiming Liancheng held Nangong Xiaomiao in the creaking nest, and his voice was cold: "It smells like copper, so it's easy to recognize."

Boss Pei: ...

"Hehe." Boss Pei reached out and brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his sleeves.

The parrot on his shoulder blew up its fur. He was angry, he must be angry!

The scariest thing about him is that when he gets angry, he doesn't show it, and he still smiles softly, it's so freaking scary!

"If Your Highness wants to suppress the demonic nature in Xiaomei's body, come with me." Boss Pei left a word and disappeared into the vast night...

This may be difficult for ordinary people to track, but for Beiming Liancheng, it is a breeze.

Rosemary was left far behind, and the two figures, one black and one white, moved as fast as shooting stars, pulling a blurred light between the streets and alleys of the ancient road.

Hei Sihu stood on the spot with a small face, and at his feet lay a dozen or so onmyojis in disorder.

When Mo Niang led a group of boys and girls over, she saw this scene.

The boys and girls were stunned for a moment, then their noses moved.

"It's His Highness's taste."

"His Royal Highness is back!"

"Don't lie, there is no shadow of His Highness!"

"Your Highness must be back. If you don't believe me, ask the young master of the Hei family!"

When Hei Si heard someone talking about him, his dark eyes shot over.

The chirping boys and girls shut their mouths instantly, feeling a little out of breath under the pressure of the invisible.

"Do you know someone with the surname Pei?" Hei Si was always smart, and asked the answer he wanted concisely.

But when the boys and girls heard Pei's surname, they exploded.

"The Pei family? That exorcist family that enjoys killing ghosts!"

"Oh! I don't want to hear that last name!"

"The Pei family likes to hunt and kill us. It's very wrong! They are not friendly at all!"

"The Pei family is still very black-hearted, don't mess with them!"

Bang!

Holding a wooden stick, Heisi jabbed heavily on the ground, full of martial aura: "I just want to know the location of Pei's family. If you talk nonsense, we will come to a duel!"

Hearing the word "duel", the boys and girls didn't dare to talk anymore, and obediently reported a string of addresses.

The night was intense, and large flakes of snowflakes fell from mid-air and landed on the dilapidated signboard. The signboard was made of sandalwood, but it was dilapidated and unsightly. People often worried that it would fail and fall from the door... …

Inside the room, countless jewels, calligraphy and paintings were placed in a dazzling array. In the center was a mahogany square table with four or five blue and white porcelain teacups in the shape of lotus flowers.

Boss Pei picked up one of the bottles and played with it slowly with his fingertips. The corner of his mouth curled into a faint arc: "It seems that His Highness has recovered his memory, and his soul and body are united."

Beiming Liancheng hummed lightly, leaned lazily on the wooden chair, and casually lifted the cloak on the little man with one hand.

Nangong Xiaomiao was still sleeping, or Beiming Liancheng made him sleep.

If he continues to lose his consciousness, Xiao Miao will most likely become a butcher and kill all the people in Beijing.

Many underage vampires and demons will always take food when they go berserk.

They won't make you feel horrible, even when they smile sweetly, they can bite off your throat with one bite, and then suck greedily.

They are just hungry children. In their eyes, those humans are like milk bottles filled with milk, just for drinking.

Their appetites are bigger than even adult demons and vampires.

Because they have no concept of good and evil at all, let alone the rationality to suppress instinct.

Just like the little cat now, with its soft body leaning against Beiming Liancheng's arms, with its thumb in its mouth, its white fangs poking out, it's handsome and flawless, sucking its thumb from time to time, with a pair of The little one waiting to be fed.

Beiming Liancheng's thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he held him with one hand with a cool face, very demeanor of an international dad.

Of course his actions were not very gentle.

To His Royal Highness Seventh Prince, gentleness and everything are just floating clouds, and a handsome and elegant pose is in line with his aesthetics.

Boss Pei looked at him, and smiled again, with a hint of black belly in that smile: "It means that Robber gave his heart to His Majesty, it's really touching..."

Beiming Liancheng raised his eyes and glanced at him slowly.

Boss Pei took a sip of his tea, and continued: "However, I think the current Robber will never love anyone again."

Suddenly, Beiming Liancheng's amber pupils narrowed, and he looked at him with an evil smile: "You seem to know a lot of things."

"As a human being, I do know a little more about human affairs than Your Highness." Boss Pei clasped his slender fingers on the porcelain cup: "A person without a heart can no longer love anyone, and she will lose all memories about you..."

Beiming Liancheng slowly clenched his fingers hidden under the long sleeves.

Boss Pei, however, smiled: "His Highness subconsciously used Pirates from the very beginning. This was originally a game set up by His Highness, wasn't it?"

Beiming Liancheng's eyes completely cooled down.

Boss Pei didn't seem to notice the surrounding atmosphere at all. Although all the celadon and bronze wares around him were floating in the air, he still drank the tea in his cup calmly.

Beiming Liancheng's knife-like side face didn't have the slightest wave, but his chest seemed to be pulled back and forth by an invisible thread, and it was stuffy to the point of pain.

"This is a silver earring that has been splashed with holy water." Boss Pei took out a delicate earring from his arms and put it on the table: "However, this can only temporarily suppress the demonic nature of Xiao Miao's body. The miasma is getting worse and worse, and the evil dragon should have successfully conceived. Soon, she will release the demons and monsters sealed under the earth's crust to cover her, so that she can successfully escape from the magic night. At that time, the miasma will definitely affect Meow, not just Meow, even blood races will be affected, good ghosts will turn into evil ghosts, and evil ghosts will devour humans even more frantically..."

Beiming Liancheng stretched out his hand, twisted the sleeve of his right hand, hooked his thin lips and smiled evilly: "It sounds good, the feast of exorcism and dancing is coming. I think that when time comes, no one will say that Xiao Miao is Monsters. After all, when everyone becomes the same as yourself, there will be no one who is a different race."

Boss Pei: ... Is this how we should understand it?

Beiming Liancheng ignored the other party's gaze, and with his slender fingers, he fastened the exquisite silver earrings on the little pointed ears of the little cat.

Then he withdrew his hand, and the ring finger ran over the thumb with a crisp punch.

Snapped……

Nangong Xiaomiao groaned, rubbing her sleepy big eyes vigorously with her two little paws.

Then, he slowly met Beiming Liancheng's face.

"Evil Daddy!" Nangong Xiaomiao grabbed his collar, showing her fangs slightly: "You keep telling me, where did you abduct my mother, meow!"

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