Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 92

The sun was still hanging in the middle of the sky, and the golden hall was almost empty. The various sofas and chaise longues that were visited around were messy and disorderly. Only a few older female workers were half-squatting on the side, cleaning them up every once in a while.

Squeak.

The closed brown-red door on the side of the hall slowly opened, and a slightly pungent mixed scent wafted out from the pink box corridor. With slender legs, step by step, he casually surveyed the hall.

She rubbed her elbows with her hands that were wrapped around her chest, feeling the milk-like smooth skin, and said with some displeasure:

"I'm still eating too simple recently, I need more nutrition..."

"Xia Lu, to be honest, your food has been very nutritious recently. Does Mr. Clement still hurt you?" Another girl walked out of the door that was not fully closed, and joked with a smile. .

She looked at the colorful drops falling from the stained glass window, and seemed to remember something, and she asked sideways without paying much attention:

"By the way, where has Mr. Rahn been recently? I remember that he and Mr. Clement had an argument because of you some time ago. Why haven't he come recently?"

The white gauze girl called Xia Lu, licked her pink lips with the tip of her tongue, her beautiful blue-purple eyes blurred in the dazzling sunlight, and replied absently:

"Who knows, maybe after falling behind, I don't dare to come, maybe it will never come..."

Her voice was like a dream, and at the end of the sentence, as if she had remembered something good to remember, the tip of her tongue made an arc on her lips slightly naughty.

The girl, whose figure and appearance were not as good as hers, shrugged, her eyes were half closed, and she stopped talking.

She glanced at Xia Lu invisibly, and hummed in her heart.

"What's there to show off, isn't it that a few gentlemen have been coming to you recently?"

"That is, the little girl who is hot for three minutes. See how many people get bored with you after just a few times, and never visit you again after just a few times?"

"And you're just deceiving those lower-level guys, I at least hugged that gentleman's thigh, you just wait for that day to anger Ms. Lopez, be thrown into the dungeon, and buy something like Bai Lang. Go to a poor place!"

In the previous intercourse, the high-level gangster who had always liked her told her some less important secrets.

The jealous girl kept scolding this guy who had been here for a few months, but stole his own glory. While talking with Xia Lu with a smile on his face, he wanted to kill her for thousands of dollars. cut.

In the shadows she can't see, thick darkness grows on her shadow, bubbling and gurgling, and under the undulating shadow, it seems that some terrible monster is about to jump out.

Xia Lu, who was trying to deal with the girl in a perfunctory manner, glanced at it in a not-so-obvious way, her heart moved, and the boiling shadow instantly became quiet, but there was an obvious vacancy in the girl's shadow's heart. After struggling a few times, Gradually engulfed by the normal shadows around.

"Sorry, I'm tired, I think I need a good night's sleep."

The expression on the face of the girl who was chatting with Xia Lu suddenly froze, and her smile gradually became slightly hideous.

Xia Lu, who was yawning, obviously didn't have the heart to deal with her anymore, waved her hand, and walked back to the pink box with no windows and ambiguous colors.

The slender legs alternately touched the ground, and the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes echoed in the golden hall, which was extremely clear.

Her slender and tender white arm gently pulled open the tall brown-red wooden door.

bang!

The wooden door was closed, and in the corridor of the pink box, there was a strange loud noise that did not disturb most of the resting girls and staff, and the dim light around seemed to be distorted.

The expressionless Xia Lu looked mechanically at a shadow in the corner, her blue-purple eyes became brighter and brighter, and a little bit of bright light was entangled downstream driven by the distorted shadow.

He slowly narrowed his eyes, and the shadows in the corners were still bland.

The noisy street just now returned to calm again, slightly changing his appearance, so that Klein, who didn't look so old, stood beside Mike. the owner's mood.

"Do you really want to go in like this?" Klein looked at the house in front of him, which was not too big and had no sign at the door, and said in a low voice, baring his teeth.

Standing upright beside him, Mike, who looked eager to try, gave him a strange look.

"Sherlock, are you against this kind of place?"

"Haha." Klein, who has always been conservative in experience, smiled dryly, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and expressed his attitude more implicitly, "Most of my youth was spent in Lenburg, not Intis. "

Unexpectedly, he is a good young man who abides by the law on earth, and has not searched for bad software and videos. After crossing, he was forced to watch private images from psychic, and then he was forced to watch portraits of private houses at work, and now , must go directly into the devil's cave!

Seeing the restrained look of this mature detective, Mike smiled maliciously.

Sure enough, just like the gentlemen in the club who served in the university said, some men who are mature in all aspects and have achieved certain achievements, no matter how magnanimous and natural he is on weekdays, there is always something that makes him look like a teenager. Embarrassing place.

It seems that this is what makes Sherlock embarrassed... He subconsciously glanced at the door of Golden Rose.

Because it is afternoon, and it has not arrived after eight o'clock, when the meeting really begins to pour in guests, there are still not many people in the golden ballroom, and the inspection is not serious. Under the leadership of Mike, Klein was only touched. Physically, the doorman didn't even carefully search his inner pocket, which contained a lot of miscellaneous items.

This guy is definitely not the first time to come to this kind of place... Klein observed Mike's familiar movements, sat on the sofa next to him, and watched the other party dance with the young lady with some resentment.

Suddenly, his spiritual intuition responded passively, subconsciously following his feelings, he saw a young girl in a white gauze dress looking at him with a smile, and it stuck to his back in a few steps.

"Good afternoon, sir, my intuition tells me that you should be a very learned person."

The girl with white skin and smooth and beautiful black hair, put her hands on Klein's shoulders, bent down slightly, and the heat exhaled from her lips was extremely real.

Leaning on the back of the sofa, Klein, who was sitting casually, tensed his body not so clearly. The right hand wearing the "substitute" seemed to be suppressed by 10,000 tons of heavy objects.

The spiritual intuition in his brain vibrated strangely, like twitching and jumping, sometimes frantically, sometimes as calm as water.

What's the situation, is this lady a high-ranking "witch", or is she another sequence, just a simple-looking Beyonder?

No, why is she here, wouldn't there really be Beyonders who like this kind of life?

The thoughts in Klein's mind suddenly diverged, and his brain was spinning rapidly, but he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Half of her body was leaning on him, and the girl whose chest was soft to the touch was looking at the mature man.

The blue-purple eyes are no different from ordinary people, but they are very beautiful and dreamlike, as if they can drown people's hearts.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue uncontrollably, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth was really beautiful.

Another prey that "smells" delicious.

The intuition of a very high personality tells him that if he devours this individual, he can fill in the part that he lacks and return to the level that this body should have.

The corners of his mouth were slightly opened, and his ethereal voice was about to flow out from between the delicate lips.

Suddenly, the shadow under his feet trembled uncontrollably, and the thin crowd in the hall was in a trance at the same time. The relatively thin emotional fluctuations instantly turned into substance, and they were used like a stream of water. Combined with the secretly descending breath from higher places, it was completed. Fraud.

Xia Lu, whose eyes were as crystal clear as gems, was stunned for a moment, her nose moved slightly, but the question was no longer "delicious", but as if she had smelled the stench of the sewer, and released her hands from Klein's shoulders without reluctance. Hastily took a few steps back.

He almost leaned against the wall of the golden hall, and there was a deep disgust in his eyes.

What the **** was going on, he actually took a fancy to this kind of stuff?

Immediately, as if he was thinking of something, the color beside him was indistinctly distorted, and he suddenly looked at the end of the pink box. His blue-purple eyes penetrated the obstacle and stared directly at a rapidly sneaking shadow. .

"The offal that fell from the mother tree!" His white teeth were clenched together, and there was almost real anger in his lowered voice.

I must have been affected by my senses just now!

Without thinking~www.mtlnovel.com~ He walked out of the hall without restraint and went straight to the shadow that was about to escape.

Boom!

The sound of the door closing, which was almost imperceptible to others, seemed to Klein the most beautiful movement.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and the tense body just now relaxed slowly, and his eyes unconsciously met Mike's inquiring gaze.

The reporter didn't seem to see anything.

Nodding slightly, Klein greeted that nothing had happened. Klein had just retracted his gaze, and the ice-blue eyes really solidified like ice crystals, like an old Caton movie, and soon became agile again.

He changed back to that casual sitting look, and looked at Mike who was about to finish the pas de deux with a little resentment, as if he had forgotten everything just now.

The crimson light gradually dimmed, and he sat at the top of the long bronze table with his right hand raised, and the "secret" shrouded in thick gray mist gathered his spirituality, and the golden pattern on the surface of the robe became clearer.

He stared at the picture that was constantly rippling with crimson ripples like a stone statue, and remained silent.

"Oh, Fabti and Angelwed?"

"It seems that 'Adam' thinks they still have value, so he gave a certain promise?"

"Mysterious"'s familiar fingers tapped the surface of the long table, as if seeing something funny, the corners of his mouth rose more and more.

"Well, I respect his choice, Fabti, hehe, isn't it just to provide help from Origin?"

He raised his right hand slightly, gently covered it on the "glass crystal" placed at the corner of the table, and kept rubbing it.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, the gray-white giant dragon that couldn't move in the crystal was even more frightening.

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