Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Boss Pei smiled and narrowed his long and narrow eyes, walked up to Nangong Nie, slightly raised his thin lips, and kindly reminded: "My surname is Pei."

"Pei...Pei..." Nangong Nirvana showed his original shape in pain, his chaotic eyes turned back and forth, and finally fixed on Boss Pei, his face changed suddenly: "Pei? The Pei family of the exorcist dragon clan?'

Boss Pei bent down with a chuckle: "I'm glad that the people on the road haven't forgotten the Pei family."

Nangong Nie's expression was not so good, he kept stepping backwards to avoid this person's touch, because he clearly knew that he was no match for this person in front of him.

He never expected that he would meet the Pei family here.

The family of exorcists who wandered between the world and the underworld.

They never play their cards according to common sense.

Mysterious and unpredictable, Taoism is powerful.

In the former Pei family, many onmyojis squeezed their heads and wanted to go in.

Helplessly, it is passed down from generation to generation, only from the same family.

The disciples with foreign surnames have only learned some superficial knowledge.

Even the Taoism of his Nangong family was learned from disciples with foreign surnames.

The real heir of the Pei family, he has never even met him face to face.

Just because more than 300 years ago, a group of demons danced wildly, and the Pei family fell, and the only blood was missing.

At that time, the disciples with foreign surnames established their own sects outside based on their own abilities.

Here comes Pei's glory!

Nangongyuan took the opportunity to rise up and become a tyrant in the Tao.

But now, he unexpectedly saw the legendary descendant of the Pei family.

No wonder he broke his formation and read out the mantra of the Nine Sons in the formation.

Because the person who set up this formation in the first place was the Pei family!

Nangong Nie kept walking backwards. Apart from being shocked, what he was now was a strong fear gushing from the bottom of his heart.

He tried not to let himself tremble, after all, he was a well-informed minister of military aircraft in his lifetime, and he manipulated so many vengeful spirits after his death.

However, the increasingly intense light beams made him feel as if his body was about to be torn apart, first his chest, then his arms, and finally his ankles...

Boss Pei just looked at him, shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand as if to cover something: "I haven't released my soul power for many years. After opening my eyes, it's so astringent..."

As his last sentence fell, there was a loud bang!

The huge Buddha statue began to break down from the middle, split into pieces, and broken stones were everywhere. In the dust, Boss Pei only took out a white handkerchief, wiped his dry hands with a smile, and raised his eyes again. He has returned to his usual smiling face.

Without the cover of the Buddha statue, the sun shines through the clouds and hits the ground in spots, gathering less and becoming more, illuminating the entire Ximen!

However, Boss Pei didn't show much of a smile on his face. Instead, he frowned slightly as he looked at the yellow-orange light.

It's almost too late.

They must break into the Chaoyang Palace to stop the evil dragon before dark.

Otherwise, everything I did today will lose its original meaning...

North Gate.

Ka Suo was still pulling his scythe vigorously, his impatience was written all over his overly handsome face.

"I'm ashamed to have a companion like you." Suddenly, a warm bass sounded from above.

Ka Suo looked over through the voice, and saw a man in "Reaper professional attire" full of abstinence, suspended on the ice sculpture, holding a black death note in one hand, hanging casually by his side, and pressing the other hand against the mirror frame Going up, he pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his face as carved by a knife showed no expression at all, quite the demeanor of a modern president, of course, if he wasn't wearing an ancient robe.

Ka Suo was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "What a coincidence, Bing, you also come to the world for a walk."

"I'm here to catch you." Bing Death calmly closed the Death Note in his hand, and his tone was so flat that it made one's heart chill.

Ka Suo pretended that he didn't hear it, and continued to change the subject: "Hehehehehe, today's weather is really good, it's really suitable for a walk, but don't take too long, when it's time to go back, you have to go back!"

Ice Death glanced coldly at the dark clouded sky, and sneered: "Your excuse can be even worse."

"Okay." Ka Suo straightened his handsome face: "Catch me back, but I can't pull out my sickle." (If he could pull it out, he would have run away long ago!!!)

Bing Death frowned his thick eyebrows. As a person who regards the work of Death as his life, he absolutely does not allow the slightest flaw in his work.

Abandoning the magic weapon of the underworld in the world is a taboo of the god of death...

Knowing his character well, Ka Suo sighed pretending to be distressed: "Otherwise, can you pull it out for me?"

The God of Ice Death glanced at him, but did not object to his proposal. He walked over and pressed his gloved fingers on the sickle.

Those black hairs seemed to be against him on purpose, from the blade to the handle, and wrapped around his left leg in a very ignorant manner, forming a thick layer of ice.

Bing Shenshen frowned even tighter, with faint impatience brewing, his voice was low, as if he was discussing with someone: "I just want to take the sickle away."

The black hair didn't stop because of his words, but after smelling the hostility from him, they all entangled together.

Ice Death's eyes were clearly filled with disgust.

Ka Suo smiled evilly, and added fuel and vinegar: "Bing, it seems that your politeness will only make the enemy more presumptuous. These hairs, uh, how long do you have to soak in the water before you can wash yourself clean."

That's right, Ice Death God has a cleanliness habit, even worse than Qidian.

He looked coldly at the long hair that spread to his waist, turned around suddenly, and without further ado, he pulled out the monster hidden in the ice, so fast that he didn't look like a human being.

Although he is not human, he is still strong and a bit perverted.

He grabbed the limp monster with one hand, with a cold expression on his face.

The surrounding ice faded layer by layer, and the original normal snow field was restored, but the long hair of those women did not fade in the slightest.

Ka Suo hooked his thin lips playfully, stretched out his hand, and flicked the monster's ear with his fingers: "It turns out that this little thing is just a trick to cover the eyes."

There was still no emotion on Bing Death's face, he just looked at the hair under his feet, and his lips were firm: "This is not ordinary hair, but the resentment formed by betrayal..." At this point, he raised his eyes and stretched out his hand. After catching a snowflake, it was meaningful: "It's a snow girl."

"Snow Girl?" Ka Suo raised a good-looking brow: "You mean the Snow Girl is here? Well... I heard that the Snow Girl looks good."

The God of Bing Death turned his head and gave Dong Bian a meaningful look: "She's not here."

"Then what's the matter with these hairs? You just said that she made them, and you said she's not here." Ka Suo scratched his head.

The Ice Death God threw away the monster on his body, and said in a calm tone, "Snow Maiden's resentment can travel thousands of miles, not to mention the distance between two palace gates... Ka Suo."

"Huh?" Ca Suo was still thinking about his brother's last sentence.

Ice Death said coldly: "Take off your clothes."

What, what? !

Ka Suo looked at Bing Death very strangely, then hugged himself with both hands, and took a big step back: "I don't want it, I don't want to promise it with my body!"

Bing Death's face darkened immediately, and then he said to him word by word: "I, also, no, yes."

"Then tell me to take off my clothes." Ka Suo bit his sleeve aggrievedly.

Ice Death resisted the urge to kick him to death, and said in a calm voice, "Snow Girl hates wretched men the most."

"Huh? What..." Ka Suo didn't say anything, only heard three swish, swish, swish.

The buttons of the coat on his body were cut off by the blade, and when it was loosened a little, there was a bronze-colored chest.

Ka Suo blinked in confusion.

Those long hairs that were as difficult to tangle as black mist suddenly stood up, as if they were alive, and they all looked towards Ka Suo.

then……

Whoop!

Whether it was the black hair wrapped around the long legs of the Ice Death, or the black hair holding on to the sickle, they all put down what they were doing and determined the target of the collective attack! !

Ka Suo whined and whizzed around the palace gate.

The Ice Death God didn't even look this way, and very calmly picked up the scythe on the ground, and then wiped it with the white handkerchief he carried with him.

Ka Suo shouted angrily at the other end: "Deadface, you better explain to me why they all come after me!"

Ice Death turned his head, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose calmly: "Perhaps, they watched you take off your clothes and were attracted by your charming abs."

"Really?!" Ka Suo didn't run away, and put his hands on his hips, his movements were elegant, and he hooked his thin lips evilly: "Say it earlier, do you want me to continue taking it off?"

Ice Death: ... "No need."

Ca Suo looked serious: "I can really continue to take off."

"..." Probably couldn't bear it anymore, Bing Death God glanced at his partner who had humiliated the Death God Realm, and pressed his forehead as if he had a headache.

On the other side, someone eager to show off his abs has been overwhelmed by a large pile of black hair o(□)o

The Ice God of Death didn't care about him. Anyway, as a God of Death, these things are just nonsense, but... this palace gate is not easy to break through.

Not because of anything else, but...the person guarding the palace gate is not here.

Ice Death raised his head, the non-prescription lenses reflected shrewd light, and what was clearly visible was the reflection of layers of dark clouds in those long and narrow eyes.

He stared east for a while, then walked up to Ka Suo and pulled him out from the pile of black hair with a lukewarm attitude.

Forget it, anyway, the affairs of the world have nothing to do with him...

……

Near dusk, the east gate of the palace.

The dark clouds make up for it, and there is no trace of popularity here, and the entire palace looks so gloomy.

The red lanterns hanging high were getting dimmer and dimmer, and the shadows they cast were swaying from side to side, looking three parts like a human and seven parts like a ghost.

But these are nothing to worry about.

And what really made people flustered was that the wick of the lantern was about to burn out...