The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

When Su Yan woke up.

Look around.

It's desolate.

As the sun sets, the burning clouds of the sky are like a roll of beauty slowly unfolding.

She looked around.

It's like a village.

Just nobody saw it.

The cold wind blows and the cowardice gives you goose bumps.

Hiddenly, Su Smoke smelled bloody.

Su Smoke lowered her head and glanced at the clothes she was wearing.

Cotton linen with multiple abrasions.

Grey shirt chunky shoes on feet.

At first glance, life was not good.

She asks in her head.

“Xiaohua? ”

No one responded to her.

After a while, Xiaohua still hasn't answered.

Can't get in touch?

The cold wind kept coming, hidden, and she seemed to hear a painful grunt coming from a house not far away.

That bloody smell is stronger.

This place, it's weird.

After that, Su Smoke grabbed a circle from herself and wanted to find some clues.

As a result, I saw a piece of copper money hanging from my waist and yellow notes in my arms.

It says a ‘ring’.

Dark red font.

Smell it, it smells like blood.

And then there was nothing else.

She looked up and looked at the house where the sound had just come out.

Seems to be coming out on the right.

She went that way.

'Cause I'm not sure which one it is, I'm just gonna keep walking.

Until, bang, bang.

It's like something hit the door.

Su Smoke stopped.

Look at that house.

The house looked a lot bigger than the others.

Obviously, the bloody smell from this house is extraordinarily intense.

She walked to the door.

Tick, tick, tick.

Blood runs down the steps of the bluestone slab.

Like a stream, it keeps coming.

She reached out and was just about to push the door.

There was a man shouting despair.

Dang it.

The door to the house is open.

A man crawled out of it.

One, blood man.

Dressed in a gown embroidered with a jade ring on his hand.

A rich man, full of blood, constantly climbing out.

As he climbed, his mouth hummed with fear.

Probably too scared to even scream for help.

Su Yan couldn't describe the face of the man.

Because he has no face.

A whole face was peeled off.

Bloody, nourishing, constantly flowing down.

The tongue seems to be gone.

There's blood in his mouth, too.

Only his eyes looked like a copper mausoleum.

It's just blood, and the bottom of the eye is all covered in blood.

Doesn't look like a person.

It's like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

Su Smoke Face has no expression.

Then pulled a yellow ‘ring’ spell out of his pocket.

Opening

“OK."

He put the yellow spell on the man's head.

However, this is of little use.

The man was still trembling in fear and climbing out.

Su Smoke looked down at the spell in his hand.

This should be the spell.

She's seen it.

Remember, it's for demons.

She thinks about TV shows she's seen.

I was still with Xiaohua.

A light smile came out of the house.

That's a nice laugh.

It just feels creepy with this scene.

A woman in white.

The cuffs reveal a white arm.

The bell swings between your waist and makes a sound.

Dressed in silk, it outlines a wonderful figure.

The upper body is only wearing a white belly pocket, hidden, and you can still see white skin.

Her skirt rests on the floor.

Not a trace of blood.

The woman looks demonic and has a rather seductive smell.