The two heads immediately started arguing. In the past, he was relatively stable and felt that the three of them were no match for Lucilla and should run away immediately. The future is relatively crazy, and he thinks he should give it a try and turn his bicycle into a motorcycle. As long as they eat the girl, they can evolve again. He Shang was a little irritated by the noise between the two heads. "Stop arguing! Act accordingly!" Finally, when he made his decision, the two heads stopped arguing. A flash of madness flashed deep in He Shang's eyes. He felt that what he said in the future made more sense. Although the risks of doing so are high, if the bet is right, the benefits can be absolutely staggering.
Past said in a worried tone. "Now, you must not be affected by the future." "The future is a madman. If you are influenced by him, you will become a madman like him." Future said dismissively. "How can you become a saint in the future with your timid appearance?" "Which saint is like you?" Just then. Lucilla seemed to have finally thought of something. She made a fist with one hand and smashed it into the palm of her other hand. "Yeah, I remembered." "You are the handsome young man named He Shang who is in the highest office of the prison guard!" Hearing the words "little handsome boy", the corners of He Shang's mouth twitched uncontrollably. At this time, the believers kneeling next to He Shang looked at Lucila with extremely hostile eyes. The pastor was the first to speak, and he said with a crazy look on his face. "Little girl! Why don't you kneel down when you see the Holy Lord?" As he spoke, his expression changed rapidly, from madness to worry. This change took only one second. "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate." "As long as you sincerely repent, the Holy Lord will definitely forgive your disrespect for Him."
"From now on, you only need to serve the Holy Lord and redeem your sins." Upon hearing this, Future opened his mouth and stretched out his tentacles to gently stroke the priest's head. "I love hearing this, hahaha!" The pastor looked enthusiastic and was about to speak again. A glint flashed in Lucilla's scarlet eyes. "A mere commoner dares to tease a noble like me with words!" I saw her gently waving her hand. A line of blood immediately appeared on the priest's neck. Immediately afterwards, his head slowly slipped from his neck, and the fracture was incredibly smooth. He Shang's pupils shrank sharply. Even he didn't see clearly what method the girl used. The other fanatical believers all looked at Lucila with crazy eyes. The look in her eyes was like she wanted to strip Lucy naked and tear her alive. Lucilla's eyes were cold, she opened her mouth and spoke in a judgmental tone. "You lowly servants, the look in your eyes makes me feel sick. It's a capital crime!" After saying that, she waved her hand again. "Plop!" "Plop!" The sound of heads falling to the ground was endless. Heads were rolling on the floor, and even to death, the faces of those believers were still filled with fanaticism. Lucilla looked at He Shang. "Little handsome boy, no one can disturb us two now." As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the corner of her mouth. "Although I don't know why you suddenly became like this." "But instinct tells me that I can evolve again by eating you." At this time, her expression was troubled again. "But, Chief, he wants me to take you back." "Oh, what can we do?"
She seemed to be talking to herself. But these words seemed to be humiliating to He Shang's ears. Obviously, the other party didn't take him seriously at all. In just an instant, veins popped out on his face, and madness completely took over his heart. He vowed to tear the girl in front of him into pieces and put it into his stomach. That will be her best place to repent. Lucila didn't seem to see the change in He Shang's expression. She suddenly clapped her palms lightly. "There is a way, I can eat your body." "Then take your head to the Chief." "In this case, He can't blame me, can he?" Hearing this, He Shang's expression began to twist. Those bulging veins began to squirm crazily, as if there were some terrifying creatures under his skin. "I hope you can still maintain your arrogance when you're in my stomach!" He Shang growled. Under his body, the slippery tentacles danced wildly and stretched out in the direction of Lucila. Lucila's eyes turned cold again. "You lowly servant, you actually want to touch me with your dirty body." "capital offense!" After she finished speaking, she lightly snapped her fingers. The tentacles that were crawling toward her broke instantly. The fracture is extremely smooth. He Shang looked in disbelief. Until now, he still didn't see clearly how Lucila acted. At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone through the glass window at the top of the church. In an instant, all the shadows were dispelled. Under the sunlight, a faint light flashed in the church. It was densely packed silk threads, criss-crossing like a spider web.
Infinite threads reflecting metallic luster appeared out of thin air in the original shadow. He Shang's eyes briefly regained consciousness. "So it's relying on these threads hidden in the shadows." The corners of his mouth curled up slowly. "Pride is the original sin, and your pride will become the hand that pulls you into the abyss." After knowing the other party's means, He Shang instantly had a way to deal with it in his mind. As expected, Lucilla's expression became astonished. She said in disbelief. "How is it possible? I have clearly blocked the sunlight." She covered her chest and took a few steps back. The exquisite little leather boots made a "click-click-click" sound on the floor. Seeing her like this, He Shang instantly realized that his guess was right. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile. "Next, it's my turn." "And you, go to my stomach to confess." As he said this, the light crown behind his head shot out a scarlet light. The head on his right shoulder laughed crazily. "Hahaha! That's it." "Eat this little girl, eat her! Hahaha!" As if infected by the future, a hint of madness appeared on He Shang's face. He raised his hand to make a flower-picking gesture. The tentacles under him squirmed wildly again. The tentacles dragged him towards Lucilla's position quickly. His body kept twisting, and he dodged the silk threads blocking him one by one. If he couldn't avoid it, he would just force his way in. For a while, bloodstains appeared on his body. Black mucus flowed out from those wounds. He Shang didn't care about this.
His wounds were also healing rapidly. His position was getting closer and closer to Lucilla. At this time, Lucilla had retreated to the door of the church. Suddenly, a weird smile appeared on her face. Then she pinched the hem of her skirt, crossed her legs, and bent slightly to perform the lady's etiquette of a noble lady. "Hehe, I lied to you!"