Vampire cute baby tomb robber

361 Seven Temples Appear

"A Si." Nangong Baiye stood up and put his hands on his shoulders: "Do you think ordinary humans would catch such a moth?"

Hei Si looked back, her face was still very rigid.

Without talking like this, Nangong Baiye was speechless: "Okay, tell me, whose body did this moth come out of?"

Hei Si cooperated this time, but his way of narrating is still a bit...

"Official banquet, kid."

Too short and concise!!!

Will you die if you say one more word!

Nangong Baiye wanted to help her forehead again, but what made her care was the identity of the victim this time.

Boss Pei said a long time ago that Nielong controls human beings through the viciousness deep in the heart, and then reproduces the evil results he wants.

However, according to common sense, children's hearts are the purest and most simple, so why do moths even exist on them?

unless!

The spawning of the evil dragon has been completed!

Now she is almost waiting.

Wait for a suitable opportunity and let those moths take off together! !

Thinking of this, Nangong Baiye suddenly remembered that he had once dreamed about a scene where there were no other creatures in the streets and alleys except for the uncomfortable moths.

The entire imperial city seemed to have been looted. Now that I think about it, it wasn't that someone ransacked it, but that everyone turned into dead bodies!

Nangong Baiye frowned, and then looked down at the moth in the bottle.

Obviously, the moths now are much bigger than the moths she saw before.

And...it even has its own consciousness, even though its wings have been broken, it is still climbing towards the mouth of the bottle, intending to take the opportunity to escape...

Although she has lost her memory, she remembers some things clearly.

When she first discovered this kind of moth, it was only about the size of half a fingernail. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see its existence at all.

But now, he has grown to the size of a finger!

Nangong Baiye didn't know if there were some moths bigger than this one in an unknown corner!

There was a chill in her chest, she raised her head, looked at the young master of the Hei family who didn't feel any resentment, and smiled lightly: "I'll take this moth, you help me take care of the little meow, after the matter is over, I will Then go to Hei's house to pick him up."

Hei Si nodded, with a vigorous appearance, carrying a big bag of tomatoes, and walked out.

When we arrived at Hei's house, it was already dead of night.

The little bald head stood anxiously outside the door, paced back and forth, and showed a hint of surprise when he saw Hei Si: "Young master, you are finally back. Master Xiao Miao woke up and stuffed himself under the quilt. Didn’t come out, didn’t even take a sip of water.”

Hearing this, Hei Si frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, took off his cloak and robe outside, and then walked to the soft couch, standing tall and tall.

The little servants who were serving saw him and saluted one after another.

Hei Si didn't speak, took the teacup from the servant, picked up Nangong Xiaomiao wrapped in the quilt like a little adult, and put it on his lap.

Nangong Xiaomiao knew that he was here, so she didn't make a fuss anymore, she just said a word in a buzzing voice: "My ears."

Hei Si paused, lifted a corner of the quilt, and saw that the little man's ears had turned into pointy ears again, a real little devil.

Nangong Xiaomiao's body was stiff and her fangs were exposed: "If you dare to ignore me, I will bite you to death."

"Drink water first." Hei Si completely ignored the little man's threats, and lowered his eyes to feed the child water, looking like a mature young man.

Nangong Xiaomiao gulped and drank, holding the black pearl in her arms with her two little paws and refused to let go.

He thinks so, even if Hei Xiaosi despises him.

He still has black pearls to steal, and if he takes them, he will run away, just like last time!

Seeing that he was drinking fast, Hei Si knew that he was really thirsty, so he asked the little servant outside to pour another cup. He didn't put down the teacup until Nangong Xiaomiao didn't want to drink anymore, and said lightly: "Before, the tea on your ear What about the silver ring?"

"It's disconnected." Nangong Xiaomiao touched her pointy ears, her jet-black little nails were very sharp.

Hei Si fell silent after hearing this.

Then he reached out, took off the silver ring on his index finger, and put it on Nangong Xiaomiao's thumb.

Nangong Xiaomiao's fingers were one size smaller than his, and they fit just right on her thumbs, and the little hands that lined them became whiter.

In a short while, the child's ears changed back to their original shape, and even the red eyes faded to a beautiful amber color.

Nangong Xiaomiao was not stupid, she was naturally aware of the change in herself, she only stared at the ring for a while, and then crawled to sleep.

Hei Si covered him with the quilt, rubbed his belly, and then laid down beside him.

Nangong Xiaomiao narrowed her eyes for a moment, stood up abruptly, tied up Hei Si with a rope, and then smiled reassuringly. The little tiger teeth were exposed, and she rubbed against the pillow.

Hei Si's sleeping posture is very elegant, with her hands clasped in front of her body, carrying an indescribably aristocratic air.

When the rope was on his body, it just added a coolness.

Moonlight poured down.

A figure stood outside the window.

Hei Si opened her eyes, a bright light flashed across her pupils, and with a small face paralyzed, she approached the wooden window.

The figure landed on one knee, with some hesitation amidst respect: "Your ring..."

Hei Si tilted her head and looked towards the figure, her gaze was extremely cold.

The figure paused, put his left hand on his right shoulder, and retreated slightly, leaving only feathers on the ground...

Another night of dreams.

Nangong Baiye was lying on the imperial concubine chair, for some reason, he fell asleep thinking about the times.

That strange feeling came again.

It seemed that she had been killed by someone before, and then put into a dark coffin.

"Nangong Baiye, remember? He used you."

"From the very beginning, he has been using you. In order to get your heart, he led you into the wild land, because only in the Temple of Demons can he unite his spirit and body."

"It's a pity, you still can't bear to attack him."

"Then let me tell you what the truth is."

"He treats you well only because you are his favorite soul."

"The person who sent you to hell is none other than him... Beiming Liancheng."

boom!

Nangong Baiye suddenly woke up from his dream, his back was completely wet, his eyes were blocked by his wet bangs, his fingers were so pale that he couldn't help.

She certainly wasn't so lucky with her forehead, though.

It will definitely be packed now...

Nangong Baiye touched it with his fingers, but suddenly froze.

She looked at the hand protecting her forehead, that hand was wearing a black glove, with slender fingers, perfect like a work of art...