[Blade of Ghost Slayer] Ghost killing team, do you accept ghosts?

I was raised|raised.

Xia Tian is very clear about his situation.

The man in front of him was complaining endlessly, how hard his life was, and everything in the world was unsatisfactory.

Xia Tian listened to each other, and suddenly realized that the man had finally finished complaining, and quickly showed a look of pity and sympathy, and said in a low voice, "God bless, all believers will eventually get rid of the mortal troubles, go to Bliss."

The believers suddenly cheered like chicken blood, "God bless you!"

Xia Tian is really merciful, two hundred or so people guard a ghost and regard this ghost as their faith, and they pull out a blissful religion, wanting to be brainwashed, only thinking about the blissful religion.

Absurd and ridiculous.

All the turbulent undercurrents are hidden under a piece of peace, and the hypocrisy is actually thriving.

Xia Tian sniffed it, and felt a faint smell of blood, which made her frown.

Tong Mo came slowly, shaking his fan, his eyes were obviously indifferent, but there was a hypocritical and mocking smile on his mouth, "Yes, God bless you."

Seeing the Holy Son, the fanaticism in the eyes of the believers became even more intense, and they kept knocking their heads on the ground, and Xia Tian's heart trembled when he heard the sound of thumping.

Tong Mo waved his hand and said, "I have something to talk to the saint, you should step back."

The believer stepped back, and before Tong Mo could speak again, Xia Tian had already started piously blowing today's rainbow fart.

"Today's Master Tong Mo is as handsome as ever."

One of the life-saving rules in summer is rainbow fart.

Whatever he does, it's right to boast.

Tong Mo chuckled, bent slightly, and faced Xia Tian's eyes.

"Xiao Xiaxia still makes me like it as always."

His eyes were full of affection.

...I believe you ghost.

He complained wildly in his heart, but the smile on his face was carved out of the same mold as Tong Mo: "It is Xia Tian's honor to be loved by Master Tong Mo."

"So is my kitten hungry today?"

Nausea suddenly came up.

Those unpleasant memories instantly occupied Xia Tian's mind, and fear surrounded Xia Tian, ​​making her want to escape, but she couldn't move in front of Tong Mo.

The change in Xia Tian's face was so obvious that it would be very difficult for Tong Mo not to notice it.

"What are you afraid of?" Tong Mo put his hand on the back of Xia Tian's neck, as if comforting a kitten, with a gentle and understanding voice, "Why would I be willing to let you eat something you don't like?"

He raised his hand to hook Xia Tian's chin, and forced the girl to look up at him. He looked at the girl's obviously pale but pretending calm face with satisfaction, and the iron fan in his hand formed a beautiful pattern. On the wrist was a small The wound, from which blood oozed.

The girl's palm-sized face was still pale, but it aroused the joy deep in Tong Mo's heart. This feeling of controlling everything about the girl made him very fond of it, "After all, my little Xiaxia, who only drinks my blood will be Enough is enough, isn't it?"