"It turns out that you are actually a subordinate of the Dark God!" Virgil gritted his teeth, "What do you want to do here?!" In fact, without any explanation from Calanhill, Virgil can also guess the general development of the matter, which is nothing more than the Now that the dragon race, the most powerful race, is in the hands, the Dark God can leave the seal faster.

And controlling Qin Li is also to control him. If anything changes in Qin Li after signing the contract, he will also be stimulated.

Calanhill didn't mean to answer. He looked at Qin Li, who was covering his stomach with a pale face, and said lightly, "Thank you very much for the barbecue you provided these days."

As soon as his voice fell, a sharp stinging pain came from his abdomen, Qin Li couldn't help falling to the ground, as if countless needles were stabbing the wound, and the cold breath gradually spread from his abdomen.

Is that a thank you for your barbecue! ! If he could go back to the past, Qin Li would definitely smash the barbecue into Calanhill's face as soon as possible.

Although Calanhill was brainwashed for his sake... but you can't write off what you're doing now ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ

"Qin Li!!" Vergil looked at Qin Li on the ground in a panic, raised his palm nervously, but saw that the dragon-shaped pattern on it was gradually dyed black.

Vergil poured the remaining holy water onto Qin Li's wound, but it was of no use at all.

"This is an artifact cast by the Dark Lord himself. How can ordinary holy water unravel its curse?" Calanhill shook his head.

"Damn!" Fergil turned his head to look at Calanhill, his eyes were full of anger, and he almost roared, "I will never let you go!"

Vergil leaned down, bit Qin Li's neck fiercely, and swallowed a mouthful of his blood. After doing all this, Fergil's body trembled slightly.

His short silver hair lengthened quickly, and his body shape slowly changed. When Vergil stood up again, the shadow of the boy just now could be vaguely seen from him, but it looked completely different from before, completely like a young man.

And his slender and slender hands completely turned into dragon claws. He slammed towards Calanhill, "Even if I become the subordinate of the Dark God, I will kill you first!"

"You're quite confident." Calanhill's expression was still calm, but when his eyes touched the wound on Qin Li's neck, there was a slight difference.

Qin Li almost completely fainted, and his consciousness gradually sank into the darkness.

This is an extremely cold and dark space. Qin Li stood up with a pale face and looked around. This was a black temple with a terrifying atmosphere everywhere.

There were blood-red flowers blooming around, which looked very delicate, but made people feel chills in their hearts. The sky is full of dark clouds, so the light here is very dim.

Maybe the dark god is going to brainwash him? Qin Li thought about it and walked into the temple.

The crisp footsteps sounded very harsh in the empty temple, and even if Qin Li lightened his footsteps, the sound still echoed in the hall.

On the altar in the middle of the temple, there were countless blood-red flowers blooming outside, and on it lay a black-haired youth with no cover on his body.

Simply put, it's a hooligan with no clothes on.

His face was so beautiful that people forgot to breathe. The blood-red flowers set off his already white face and looked even paler, as if a long time had passed, but even that didn't make his charm any less.

"This guy is the God of Darkness." As a Yan control, Qin Li couldn't look directly at his face. Sure enough, the previous clones were all weak, and Yan Jia was not as handsome as the real Dark God.

But what does it mean to show him the fruit body of the Dark God now! ! Do you want to seduce him? =mouth=

The so-called brainwashing is lust - lure! ! Qin Li felt that he didn't know how to deal with the brainwashed Karan Hill...

But what happened next made Qin Li understand that he was thinking too much just now...

I don't know when blood-red vines emerged from the ground, entangling his ankles tightly, and a tingling pain in his mind, Qin Li felt that his consciousness became blurred, and what happened not long ago also happened. As if centuries had passed, only the person in front of him remained in his life.

The dragon-shaped pattern on his hand suddenly heated up, pulling Qin Li's consciousness back.

Qin Li hurriedly tore off the blood-red vines on his feet, but when he had this intention, countless blood-red vines drilled out from the ground next to him to surround him.

...It's over now! ! Qin Li didn't want to face the cruel reality and closed his eyes tightly.

The imagined tentacle PLAY did not happen, and the surrounding temperature gradually rose, which actually made Qin Li feel that he had returned to reality.

When opened eyes, the dark temple had long since disappeared. In front of me was a flowery garden. It seemed to be suspended in the air, surrounded by large white clouds. This was a completely different dark temple from the previous haunted house.A place called a tourist attraction.