Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Sister Pofang screamed loudly, twisting her body wildly, and the white wings on her back flapped wildly, as if she was helping Karamuer break free from the restraints, but it seemed more like she was trying to escape from this body.

"Hey, Sister Pofang, it's not yours, so let's not take it, okay?" He Feng waved his hand for Shen Zishu to come over and hold Karamuel down, while he pulled out Poxiao: "Come, let's do a little surgery."

Seeing He Feng holding the knife, Karamur instantly realized what He Feng wanted to do to her. She quickly stopped struggling and tried hard to retract the white wings into her body.

But no matter how fast she was, she couldn't be faster than He Feng. He Feng grabbed Karamuil's hair and forced her to lean forward. In this way, Karamuil's back was away from the cross. He Feng seized the opportunity and used the tip of the knife to cut out the wings sewn on Karamuil's back.

"Ah!!! How outrageous! How outrageous! Don't you know that the Virgin Mary is God's messenger? How dare you treat me like this!" Karamur screamed. She wanted to stretch out her hand to strangle He Feng's neck, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Shen Zishu cut it off with a dagger. Karamur was almost going crazy with pain: "You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die! Why do you treat me like this! What did I do wrong!"

He Feng said indifferently: "Do you know how long it has been since the last old witch who claimed to be the messenger of God died?"

[It’s been about twenty days now, don’t you think, old witch from Dawn Village?]

[Brother, can you torture her to death? I'm so angry that I'm going to have a heart attack.]

[Big Brother Bang said it well! Please torture her to death!]

[Am I the only one who thinks that white wing belongs to Nono? They have the same white wings.]

"You don't have to think about it, it is what it is." He Feng replied while picking up the wings that were fluttering on the ground and throwing them at Dino: "Go!"

The two people who had just met and were hugging each other had no time to pay attention to what was happening over there, so when Dino was suddenly hit on the back by something, he was a little dazed.

He was about to look back, but was bent over by the sudden severe pain.

The broken part wrapped in the clothes was struggling constantly, and the broken bones kept growing upwards. They broke through the clothes and merged into one with the wings thrown by He Feng.

The pair of wings that had been listless behind Karamur were now very energetic, and after flapping a few times they regained their former glory.

Dino knelt on the ground, his head lowered and his forehead covered with sweat. His originally dull hair quickly became smooth, turning from dark yellow to golden again, and he became much stronger than before.

Satan knelt in front of Dino, feeling at a loss as to what to do when he saw his lover groaning in pain.

After all, it was he who broke Dino's wings with his own hands. Even if he got them back now, it couldn't change the fact that he broke them with his own hands.

"Brother." Dino chuckled. He steadied his breath and looked up at Satan who was blaming himself. "If you feel you owe me something, you know how to make it up to me, don't you?"

Satan was slightly stunned, then threw himself directly into Dino's arms.

The pair of white wings that had nothing to do with the devil held Satan tightly in his arms, and Dino carefully kissed his lost treasure.

"Take me home, brother." Dino murmured, kissing Satan who was choking in his arms: "I will belong to you forever."

He Feng didn't know how to comment.

Let’s just say, this man with long blond hair, blue eyes, good looks, a truly compassionate face, and white wings is a fucking demon?

The only difference between Dino and an angel is a circle of light, okay?

Moreover, although Dino's transformation is very different from before, he is completely different from the sarcastic and mean villain in a certain defense-breaking sister's memory.

"No, you still remember how you made the little priest look ugly, right?" He Feng felt a little powerless: "I feel like all the insults in the world can be used on you, Sister Pofang."

Karamur spat out a mouthful of blood foam, she stared at He Feng, and the next second her leg was chopped off.

Shen Zishu put away the knife with a cold face, and waited until he had wiped off the blood on Dawn before handing the knife to He Feng.

"I have someone backing me up." He Feng said proudly, "Sister Pofang has broken through the big defense today."

The pain burned Karamur's sanity, and she endured it alone, but the two people in front of her were stuck together all the time, not to mention the two demons over there who should have died long ago.

"You forced me to do this. You forced me to do this." Karamur spoke very quickly. She whispered, "You all deserve to die. You should have died long ago. Why are you still alive? The wings were originally mine. Why did you take them away? Why did you treat me like this? I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong. You all deserve to die!"

Karamur's voice became increasingly hoarse, and her body slowly swelled, soon crushing the cross to the ground.

Countless brown feathers grew out of Karamur's body, and his originally beautiful face became covered with lumps, looking extremely disgusting.

"Ah!!!! All of you go to hell!"

Karamur shouted, and an arm grew on each side of his body, and the legs that had just been chopped off quickly recovered.

Her body gradually became larger, and in order to maintain her balance she had to lie on the ground, supporting herself with her hands and legs.

The changes have not stopped yet. Something on Karamuil's back is struggling outwards and finally breaks through the skin amid her screams.

Looking at that thing, He Feng exclaimed that it was an eyesore.

Satan and his boyfriend both have three pairs of black wings, which look super cool. Dino's two pairs of white wings are so beautiful, and this Karamur.

Well, a big straight skeleton with a little bit of flesh and blood, just a straight line with a bone on the top.

How should I put it? If it had more bones, it wouldn't be so ugly. It looks exactly like the antennae of a cockroach, so ugly.

He Feng seemed to be hesitant to speak, as Shen Zishu picked him up and flew directly out of Karamur's attack range.

"She's really ugly." He Feng raised his head and leaned close to Shen Zishu's ear to complain: "Do you think she feels inferior in front of you?"

Shen Zishu laughed, turned his head and kissed the tip of He Feng's ear: "It's really ugly."

"Well, how about comforting her?" He Feng shouted at Karamur who was jumping on the ground: "You don't have to feel inferior in front of us! Look, you can transform too! It's already great!" At this point, He Feng felt a little guilty, so he added: "It's just that you're ugly!"

After hearing what He Feng said, Karamur reacted even more vigorously. She screamed, tried to lift her bloated upper body, and waved her arms at He Feng.

He Feng, who was held in Shen Zishu's arms and flying in the sky: ...

He didn't say it, but Karamur is indeed in a miserable situation.

"Forget it, just kill him quickly, the visual pollution is very serious." He Feng patted the arm around his waist: "Just let him go, let me show off?"

Shen Zishu did not answer. When He Feng looked at him in confusion, he leaned over and kissed the corner of He Feng's lips. Then he smiled and said, "Go ahead."

The restraints around his waist loosened, and He Feng fell to the ground. He blew a kiss to Shen Zishu in mid-air, then twisted his body, split Dawn into two, held them in his hands, and with a cross stranglehold he chopped off Karamur's head and landed safely.

"Nothing special, just handsome." He Feng waved towards the live broadcast room: "Please don't stop praising me."

[Ahhhh! Stop praising me!! Bro! I’m not dead, bro!!]

[Brother He!! Brother He ahhhhh! Behind you ahh ...

[Karamuir is still moving! She is still moving! Hege! Run!]

"Tsk tsk, you guys should just be responsible for praising me." He Feng shook his head in dismay. He threw the single-edged long sword high up, and Shen Zishu, who was waiting in the air, immediately caught it. He chopped back Karamur, who was still able to attack even though he had lost his head. While he was forcing Karamur back, He Feng slowly turned his right hand in a circle and put it in front of his chest, and leaned slightly towards the camera in the live broadcast room: "Sorry for the embarrassment."

[…Okay, I admit you two showed off to me.]

[Frog fun, no, this is too cool, husband and wife mixed doubles, frog fun.]

[Previous second: It’s over, it’s over, He Ge is a bit arrogant now, next second: I am a clown.]

[Please remember, my dear friends, that Goff’s fighting power is not made of dough.]

"Little naughty boy." He Feng chuckled and pointed the tip of the knife at Karamur: "You want to die so badly? Although I really want to help you, there are people who are more anxious than me."

Lu Ming, who was watching the movie in the front row and had been sitting there without moving since the beginning, feeling very safe, was a little confused.

There is someone more anxious, who is it?

The next second after He Feng finished speaking, Karamur was suddenly engulfed by purple flames.

The entire church floor was covered with black and red summoning circles. Satan spread his black wings and flew into the air. He sat on a chair made of flames and looked at the ugly thing on the ground with disdain.

"It's really ugly." Satan commented objectively. He clapped his hands, and the demons that walked out of the summoning circle lowered their heads. "Whoever abuses this thing the most, I will fulfill his wish, unconditionally of course."

The demons began to boil and immediately pounced on Karamur.

He Feng was picked up by Shen Zishu, away from the Shura field, and flew to Satan's side.

"Human, you helped my love." Satan spoke, very seriously, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

He Feng stared at the chair under Satan: "Just tell me whether you want to sell your chair or not."

Satan choked and turned to look at Dino beside him with some uncertainty. Dino also looked at Shen Zishu who was holding He Feng.

Shen Zishu smiled and nodded.

So, amid Karamur's endless screams and wails, He Feng received Satan's gift, endless hellfire.

"As long as you want, it can devour everything, and it will also act according to your thoughts and will not harm you or the people you cherish." Satan explained: "There are plenty of these things in hell, you can use them casually, and they can be recycled after use, which is very convenient."

The more He Feng listened, the brighter his eyes became. Under Satan's guidance, he quickly rubbed out a luxurious chair and sat on it.

Ahaha! It’s really cool!