Enoch was half-knelt on the ground and could only support his body with his sword, but he knew that he was just lingering.

Most of his companions were unconscious, and the strong smell of blood almost made him lose his sense of smell.

"Where is the location of the sacrifice?" Ding He raised his chin with the tip of his sword, and the sharp blade left a bloodstain on his skin.

A strong sense of frustration and faithfulness to the church haunted him, making him choose to remain silent.

Ding He withdrew his sword: "If you don't say it, more people will be injured. Do you choose to maintain that illusory belief, or your people?"

Enoch's expression loosened, with pain and struggle in his eyes.

Ding He's sword tip randomly picked the body of a knight next to him: "You should know that I will not be merciful."

"Why do you do this?" Enoch finally spoke, his tone filled with sadness, "They used to be you Your companions."

"They are also your companions, are you going to watch them suffer now?" The

weak knight struggled to open his eyes and comforted Enoch: "It is my honor to sacrifice for my faith."

Ding He raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised by his answer, and put away his sword: "Since you don't want to tell me, I can find it myself."

He couldn't waste time with these people anymore.

The knights on the ground flashed unwillingness in their eyes, clenched the swords in their hands, staggered up from the ground, and tried their best to strike out a sword.

But the tips of their swords were fighting together, and those who wanted to stop them had drifted away.

Ding He could think of what a sacrifice would be like.

They know what Yu Jin is most afraid of now, and how to "purify" him.

They will definitely choose an open-air place that belongs to the church for the ceremony.

The way to the square is not difficult to find, just ask the attendants in the palace and go to the most heavily guarded place.

Outside the square, there were several teaching staff, with solemn expressions, calmly and vigilantly watching the evil-looking intruder.

Dazzling walls of light rose from all directions, firmly surrounding Ding He in the middle.

He stood in the center of the wall of light, feeling the erosion of the white light on his body.

The holy white light gently bit his skin, burrowed into his flesh, and almost replaced him.

But there was no pain on his face at all, on the contrary, he quite enjoyed the process. With a slight smile, the white light was driven to attack the caster.

Most of the attacks in this world can't really hurt him, they will only attack the original owner.

The barriers erected by the clergy were broken, and not even the Pope could fill the widening gap.

Ding He stepped over the fallen and struggling priests and stepped into the altar.

Raina suddenly stood in front of him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Raina said respectfully and indifferently: "You can't go in now."

"Did he arrange for you to wait for me here?" Ding He was not surprised, but his hand was already on the saber.

"His Royal Highness hopes that you can wait for the ceremony to end."

Ding He groped for the hilt of the sword with his palm, and the corner of his mouth raised a cold arc: "This is all arranged by him? The purpose is to prevent me."

Raina looked serious: "His Royal Highness just I don't want you to worry."

"He knows that I don't want him to bask in the sun, and use the church to stop me, right?"

Raina replied calmly: "Since you know, why would you expose it?"

Ding He's tone Slightly loose: "I could have him in the sun, but not here."

Raina raised her head, her eyes glowing red: "I will always be loyal to Your Highness."

She opened her arms and stopped in front of Ding He. What she conveyed was a conscientious will, and she only obeyed his orders.

***

Yu Jin looked at his shadow on the ground indifferently.

As the position of the sun moved, the shadow was constantly changing its posture, and he was already bored enough to draw with his own shadow in his mind.

The strong sunlight made him almost unable to open his eyes, and even fell asleep. But it also happened that he didn't want to see his festering skin at all.

At first he could still feel the pain in his body, but now he is used to it and his senses are numb.

His wrists and ankles were tied to the cross by chains, and the originally cold metal also showed a burning sensation slightly higher than body temperature under long-term sunlight.

In fact he could easily break free from the shackles, but he had to stay on.

The pain was gradually replaced by a slight itching. He looked at the rotten skin that fell on the shadow, and thought indifferently that it was finally about to begin.

From beneath the festering skin, fresh flesh and skin grew again.

And his originally drowsy thoughts were also awakened by the power that suddenly poured into his body.

Perhaps because the area of ​​skin exposed to the sun was much larger than before, he felt that the speed of strength was much faster. Even the whole degeneration process is faster than before.

He was able to perceive the movements in the entire palace, and the tiny arcs of every grass and tree swaying in the wind were all reflected in his mind.

He felt a large fluctuation of power coming from Laina, sighed in his heart, and ordered her to move away.

The chain tied to his body was cut by a sharp weapon, and before he could use his ability, he fell into a warm embrace.

Ding He wrapped him in a cloak and carried him off the altar.

Yu Jin put his arms around his neck and narrowed his eyes: "I haven't finished sunbathing yet."

Ding He's footsteps didn't stop: "I know, you can sunbathe in another place."

"Would you like to hold me in the sun? Yu Jin struggled to jump out of his arms, tore off his cloak, and exposed the skin that had not fully grown to the sun.

The skin on his back, which was close to the cross, felt a fiery pain, causing him to stumble a bit, but his eyes became clearer.

Ding He pressed him into his arms, and only let his back face the sun: "Yes, you just sunbathe like this."

Yu Jin breathed weakly into his ear: "Don't look, the skin on my body is rotten. "

I have to make sure that you are not in danger." Ding He stared at the gradually festering skin on his back, his tone could not refuse.

Yu Jin begged in a low voice: "Close your eyes and don't look at it, I feel sick when I see it myself."

"Why do you have to choose this method, can't you take it slowly every day?" Ding He held him down The body that wanted to struggle, bound his hands on both sides of the body.

"The effect is different. I have to succeed once."

"Have you tried secretly many times?"

Ding He's voice sounded a little cold. Yu Jin was silent for a while, and didn't speak any more, it was a default.

He changed his way and spoke in a tone that was half helpless and half coquettish: "I knew you would be unhappy when you saw it, so I kept it from you."

"Then why don't you think about what will happen to me when I find out for myself. ?"

Yu Jin whispered: "You still won't be angry."

Ding He laughed, the anger originally caused by the church's behavior and his deception also dissipated a lot, and rubbed his hair: "Are you? I do this every time because I don't get mad at you?"

"I know you can definitely see it, so I don't think I'm hiding it."

His rightful tone made Ding He wonder if his cognition had gone wrong.

"I can accept your way of strengthening yourself, but it must be in a state of complete safety for you." Ding He's tone was serious and serious, "I can let you bask in the sun, but it is definitely not under the hands of those people in the church."

Yu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked forward blankly: "If one day you are really angry, just tell me directly, and I will take the initiative to leave."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Ding He pressed slightly harder He rubbed the back of his neck, "When did I get mad at you?"

Yu Jin lowered his eyelashes uneasily, and laughed mockingly: "I might be getting a little dizzy because of the sun too much."

He finally put his head on his head in peace. On Ding He's shoulders, he said lazily, "I'm afraid you think I'm ugly and don't want me anymore."

"You've been worrying about this?" Ding He opened his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief, "What have you become, right? It doesn't matter to me, even if you eventually turn into ashes, I will wear the ashes on my chest."

He gently stroked Yujin's hair, lowered his head and kissed: "Don't worry, just sleep well. "

Yu Jin responded gloomily, relaxing his arms.

The scorching sun was still biting at his skin, but the dull pain made him drowsy.

Ding He observed the changes in Yu Jin's skin and helped him expose all parts of his body to the sun equally.

The skin that has undergone transformation is as smooth as porcelain, with an inanimate cold feeling, and when you put your hand on it, you will even feel a chill to the bones.

The sun was setting, and the kingdom was plunged into silent darkness.

Ding He wrapped a cape on Yu Jin, ready to take him back to the bedroom.

Yu Jin, who was in a drowsy sleep, suddenly moved, hugged his neck and muttered to himself, "You smell so good."

The slippery coolness on the side of the neck made Ding He's movements pause for a moment, and then he felt the cold and hard fangs pierce the blood vessels on the side of his neck.

Yu Jin seemed to be sucking blood unconsciously, making a regular swallowing sound in his throat.

Ding He didn't push him away. The rapid loss of blood made his body feel weak and cold, and his brain came to a standstill.

Yu Jin greedily grabbed the energy in his body, and the body that had lost its vitality due to pain also regained consciousness.

After replenishing the energy his body needed, he licked his lips with satisfaction, opened a pair of scarlet eyes, and looked up to see Ding He's pale face.

A trace of confusion flashed in Yu Jin's eyes, who had regained his senses, but he saw Ding He fondling his head, his voice a little weak: "Enough?"

"You should push me away." Yu Jin panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down Come down, pull out Ding He's sword, cut his wrist, and hold it to his lips.

The sweet smell of blood fills the nose, making people instinctively resist. Ding He grabbed his hand, lowered his head and gently licked the gushing blood beads: "You need to replenish energy."

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