After all, it is a good-grade upper-level neighborhood. Even in the alley at the back door, there are several tall and thin street lamp poles erected.

When night just came, the conscientious lighter had already lit up the gas lights on the street lamp poles.

A slightly dim light illuminates the alley.

But when the two carriages arrived quietly, silent chills enveloped half of the back alley, and the gas lights on the street lamp poles quietly went out, making a few slight "puff" sounds.

The back alley was completely dark, and an unsettling whisper came from the void.

If someone had the ability to have night vision, and at this moment, in this alley, he would have noticed that the snow in the alley was quietly covered with a strange layer of black and green.

It is a kind of unsettling, dirty, like a turbid color that drips into the rotten blood, full of algae. After the dirty blood quietly solidifies, it penetrates and merges with the dark green algae, which makes it appear.

Two wild cats, who were so hungry that they were trembling and trembling, made a shrill cry and staggered past the alley.

They ran through the alley and ran forward seven or eight feet away. A strange black green was also covered with a layer of strange black and green on their fur. The decaying breath of death quickly soaked their flesh and blood. Two wild cats slapped the ground with a "splash". The flesh and blood and internal organs instantly turned into a ball of dirty blood and penetrated into the snow.

There were only two dirty fur left in place, wrapped in a small pile of black and moldy bones.

Two wild cats, who were originally alive, had already grown black and long mold like spider webs between their bones.

The door of a carriage was quietly opened, wrapped in a cloak, and his eyes were flashing with a cold and faint light in the dark night, quietly walked out of the carriage. She squinted her eyes, smiled and looked at the direction where the two night cats fell to the ground, and sighed softly: "The breath of death is really sweet..."

She reached out and waved gently to the place where the two wild cats fell.

A small whirlwind of bones rose silently on the ground, and two cat-shaped phantoms twisted and struggled wildly, and were swept in front of Arya by the little whirlwind. She reached out and grabbed it gently, and the two phantoms squirmed violently, quickly condensed into two small black meatballs the size of mung beans.

Arya hummed a strange tune softly, picked up two small balls, and stuffed them into her left and right pupils.

In her pupils, faint ripples appeared, and her eyes seemed to have a hint of light than before.

Joe was cheated in Tulum Port and killed on a special train to the imperial capital. He also followed Arya off the carriage, the sister of Simon von Miller, who was unlucky in the entire family, and Hillier von Miller from the Music Department of the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital?

Hillier, who was originally young and beautiful, is now haggard? Her originally fair and tender cheeks? She was so thin that she lost her shape. A thin layer of skin loosely wrapped around her cheek bones? At first glance, it looks like a skeleton.

Hillier, who was shaking his body, walked off the carriage with a little difficulty and tightened the thick fox fur coat on his body.

"Biden Arya? This is my home." Hillier gritted his teeth? He stared at the back door of his house in a daze.

"Good house." Arya chuckled, she turned around and looked at several nearby mansions for a while: "The location is good, the yard is big enough? The main building is luxurious enough... Oh? The Deron Empire Supervision Department captured your father? It seems that he did not wrongly accuse him. With your father's position, his salary is not enough to buy this house."

Hillier laughed a few times.

Arya's words were undoubtedly a very disrespectful offense to her father and even to the Miller family.

But Hillier dared not show any dissatisfaction.

In order to avenge her, she agreed to Andrew's conditions? She volunteered to dedicate herself to Arya's accomplices. These days, she felt like she was in hell? Her body and soul were tortured and humiliated.

That kind of pain and humiliation is completely the most terrifying nightmare.

Even if Hillier has no social experience? No matter how naive and ignorant she is, she deeply understands - Arya? And her accomplices? They are completely real? The human-shaped demon walking on the earth.

A tall and thin man, who was like bamboo leaf green, wearing a black tuxedo and a short cloak on his upper body, walked off the carriage slowly with a cane. He naturally put one hand on Hillier's shoulder, slender and soft, like an octopus' wrist foot, and his wet and cold fingers gently stroked her skinny chin.

"His Excellency the Bishop is right, dear Hillier, your father must be a corrupt official..." The tall and thin man chuckled softly: "But I like such people, I really like such people."

"Although I haven't seen it before, I can imagine that your father's soul must be filled with the breath of greed and depravity... Oh, if I have the chance, I will definitely regard his soul as my treasure."

"Well, just like you, his soul deserves my careful and careful play and taste."

The tall and thin man approached Hillier and squirted a chill on her cheek: "Of course, you are treated differently from him... I can only play with his soul, and you, your body and soul, are all small toys that intoxicate me!"

Hillier's body shivered uncontrollably, and her teeth clattered and collided, revealing extreme fear and despair from the raised eyeballs in her eye sockets.

Arya and the tall and thin man laughed at the same time.

Hillier's despair, Hillier's fear, her twisted and hideous expression, and the shriveled, decayed, and almost shattered breath that came out from every cell of her body all made them extremely enjoy.

"Praise Hill..." Arya stretched out her finger and gently tugged Hilliel's chin: "Clier, after you die, your soul will definitely make our Lord extremely happy... I can have a foreshadowing this, and you will definitely make our Lord extremely happy."

The tall and thin man leaned against Hillier's ear and said words that made her face twist, her pupils shrink, and her body almost spasm.

"Dear little baby, don't worry, I will reunite your family with you... Well, I will definitely do it... Let you witness your relatives crying, wailing and endure endless pain because of me... You will definitely be happy, right?"

Hillier opened his mouth and kept making meaningless wailing sounds from the depths of his throat.

"But don't worry, you must believe me... I will help you kill your enemy... That guy named Qiao, I will definitely help you kill him... I can even let you do it yourself and let you kill him bit by bit!"

"Do you think this is good...I torture your family, and you torture that guy named Joe... Let's enjoy endless joy together. Do you think this is good?"

Hillier stared at the tall and thin man with a blank hole in his eyes.

Arya, a tall and thin man, and seven or eight Hill Church people who came out of the two carriages, felt the extreme fear, despair, and extremely strong longing, fantasy, and the crazy happiness and pleasure caused by the inexplicable longing and fantasy.

At this moment, Hillier was like a schizophrenic. In her body, there were two different emotions, both in hell and in heaven.

These people from Hill Church laughed silently at the same time.

Play with the soul, process and carve the human soul according to their own wishes, completely twist it into a sacrifice that Hill is satisfied with... They enjoy this evil and depraved ritual.

Seeing Hillier's appearance, these guys from Hill Church felt that they had become a high god!

Two four-wheeled carriages left silently, Arya gently patted Hillier's skinny cheeks and laughed softly: "Okay, okay, what we promised you will definitely do... and you must do what you promised us!"

"My Lord's preparatory offering, Hillier, must grow into the most satisfying appearance of us."

"Okay, now, let's wait at your house... Our partner Andrew is such a greedy little guy. It's really a headache to kill his two brothers and also arrange them as some kind of accident."

"If it weren't for him and the people behind him to use them in the future... I really want to disclose our relationship with him and turn him into a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him. Hehe, that scene would definitely be very interesting!"

The tall and thin man chuckled softly: "His Excellency Bishop, we have prepared countless evidence of the crime of Andrew collusion with us... With your order, not only Andrew, but also the Werner family behind him will be implicated."

Arya sneered a few times and said, "Okay, okay, let's play slowly and enjoy slowly..."

She glanced at Hillier with a sideways: "Open the door, dear Hillier... You won't tell Andrew what we said just now, are you? You won't be so stupid, aren't you?"

Hillier looked at Arya with great fear and kept nodding.

She trembled and untied a bunch of keys from her waist, walked to the back door in small steps, and skillfully inserted a key into the keyhole in the door.

She whispered and stuttered: "My brother Simon, he used to come back in the early morning, so this back door can be opened directly from outside with the key... There is no need to disturb the servants at home."

She twisted the keys, and then she was stunned.

A short Hill church member snorted coldly: "The lock core has been destroyed... Well, let me see."

The short man walked to Hillier, smeared her thin waist, then walked to the door lock of the back door and looked carefully: "Yeah, yah, you're in... very rough craftsmanship, these bastards, the door lock they used violently to pry open, tsk, it's really rough... Well, the traces are very new, very new traces..."

Arya raised her eyebrows and smiled in surprise: "It's not that coincidental, right? Will we meet a group of lucky uninvited guests? Oh, I can't wait!"
Chapter completed!