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106-Addicts
"Guckling. Vincent clearly heard the sound of his faint swallowing saliva coming from his throat to his ears. At this moment, the surroundings were quiet and scary. He looked at the silver holy emblem handed in front of him, and the smiling face of the bookstore owner. He didn't even dare to reach out to pick it up. He was wrong! He was wrong! mb5E
The problem is the owner of this bookstore, not this bookstore or other extraordinary creatures! Vincent has seen the creation methods commonly used by dark wizards in the church library. Among that gargoyle, at least hundreds of souls were imprisoned, as its core driving force, giving it a powerful force. He can almost intuitively feel that as long as the gargoyle "lives" over, he will undoubtedly die! In the "Eyes of the Moon", each of these resentful spirits was extraordinary before their lifetime, and died in extreme pain and resentment. After being semi-fused into an individual and gathering huge energy, they were trapped in this stone statue. Among them became the will of the stone statue. This is a skill that only high-level black wizards can. And the black wizard who made this gargoyle must be extremely cruel, cruel, and ruthless. He must be a murderous executioner. mbse But no matter who the creator of this gargoyle is, the bookstore owner who owns it now must be.- -Must be an extraordinary person of at least the destruction level! And that creepy rose gave Vincent a feeling of facing the abyss, as if-with a greedy mouth, eagerly wanting to swallow it- --Once it is swallowed, there is nothing he can't return. Vincent's fear of this rose is far above the gargoyle. "What's wrong, priest?"
Lin Jie looked at the blindfolded priest who did not move in amazement, wondering why the other party was not answering, but then he thought, the other party is blind, so it is not good to pass it in the air, so he put it on the table and deliberately made it out. With a soft voice, he said, "Then I will put it here, you can take it yourself. He turned and said casually:'Your face looks a little bad, is it okay?
Vincent barely showed a thin smile, gasped for zero breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and trembling slightly: "Maybe it is caused by the lack of sleep. I came on the road recently. I haven't slept a lot on the road. A good night's sleep. His gaze fell on the holy emblem on the counter and swallowed the sorrow in his heart. Now the only available spellcasting item is in the hands of the other party. The sentence to pick it up by himself is definitely a deterrent and provocation. However, what is sad is that, as a priest who is not good at fighting, without the holy emblem as a support, Vincent did not even dare to try to retrieve the holy emblem that was there. There was a trace of despair in his heart. He couldn't help but abandon himself. I thought, what does this bookstore owner, an absolute high-level expert, want? Lin Jie said: "Hey, this is a big problem. Colin is really too much this time-I don’t know how exactly such a misunderstanding was caused. Cause trouble for others.
He reluctantly said with hope: "But I am getting better now, please-be sure to tell him all about the situation truthfully, I am not an evil spirit, I hope I can quickly resolve this nonsensical misunderstanding. You may not be an evil spirit. , But you must be a more terrifying existence than evil spirits!
Vincent yelled in his heart, his throat tightened, and his forehead trembling slightly all over his body. It was not that he was so timid, but that he was in constant tension.
He can’t describe this feeling, but he can tell the difference from his own emotions at the moment. This is a kind of feeling, more like a physical rather than psychological feeling. Accompanied by the sweat on the back and forehead, it makes the lungs Heavy gasps with slight twitching, accelerated heartbeat, slight moistness on the tip of the nose, and an ant-like order
Fear of itchy skin. And the hallucinations in front of us "Lin Bai Guang. After the current emotions are seduced and amplified, it becomes uncomfortable, more violent than before, making muscles tense, and even showing signs of cramps. Breathing, breathing.... Too short and too rapid, heart and lungs are uncomfortable, thinking--. Smoking... Vincent's fingers involuntarily twitched twice, he coughed twice, and quickly reached out from his arms. He took out the pack of cigarettes crumpled by him. Then, like grabbing a straw, I drew out a straw to light it. mhb5Ee's strange and eager desire made him even briefly forget the bookstore owner who was "watching his eyes" in front of him, staring at the cigarette in his hand and nodding: "I will, I will explain it to Colin, and believe that he will be to you. There will be new ideas. When I saw the cigarette, I couldn’t help but feel relieved. The thinking is also re-working. The bookstore owner should want to conceal his identity from his neighbors. As long as he promises to help conceal it, he will not be "Quiet the mouth"... But with this kind of existence, will the Secret Tower and the truth be ignored? Does he need to report to the church? "Hey! Hey!
Vincent-while talking and thinking, the match did not light up twice after trembling. At this time, Lin Jie reminded in a low voice: Father, smoking is prohibited in the bookstore.
"Sorry!" He took the cigarette back helplessly, and looked up and saw the bookstore owner with an ugly face looking at him. At a loss, he suddenly became a panic. Vincent's hands and feet were weak, and his scalp was shabby. "I'm very sorry! I don't know, I just "you just can't control yourself. Right? Lin Jie folded his hands against his chin, and the smile on his face disappeared completely. Suddenly: "Did you often feel upset recently, sweat in your sleep, emotional ups and downs, often tremble uncontrollably, feel that your breathing is suppressed, your body twitches and convulsions, and, especially, longing for one--" Lin Jie He pointed his finger at the cigarette in his hand that was forced to be folded: "Smoking? The expression on his face has become a little dignified from Vincent's trembling forehead and panting, his eyes re-examined the priest sitting opposite.
Since Vincent entered the bookstore, he had already discovered that the other party's mental state was not very good, but he thought it was simply not good because of lack of sleep or work pressure. However, as the conversation progressed, he frequently watched the other's subtle performance. Until now, when Vincent took out the cigarette, he could basically
The priest in front of him is an addict! But he didn't notice it himself, and looked very at a loss. This shows that he was probably framed by someone! Vincent stared blankly at the cigarette in his hand. Lin Jie's eyes were deep, and he asked meaningfully:, Father, where did the cigarette in your hand come from?
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