Chapter 316 Complex of Light and Darkness (Part 1)

That night, the night sky of Nandu seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dark clouds. The sky was dim. From a distance, it seemed that there was a faint mist. The moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, and the outer edge seemed to be wrapped by a faint halo...

"This kind of weather really makes people feel a little evil..." With a gentle sigh, in the most prosperous area in the center of Nandu, one of the most famous buildings in Nandu, a slender figure stood in front of the balcony in the top-floor luxury suite of Hilton Hotel. This person was Ximen!

He was wearing a soft white robe at the moment, and the texture of the robe seemed to be pure cotton. It made him look extremely clean, but with his beautiful and evil face, he looked a little evil on such a night.

Ximen was holding a crystal goblet in his slender and white hand, holding a bright red wine in the cup. He picked up the cup and took a sip, and then turned around.

There were two people in the room behind him.

One of them was his white driver. This guy was tall and still wore the straight uniform he had when he was at Tian Zhen's house during the day, with snow-white gloves in his hand. His cold face was facing Ximen, but with a little respect...

It was a kind of complete respect, but not "respect". His expression at this moment was like looking at a respectful friend or opponent with equal status, but not the expression of a driver looking at his boss. His eyes were still indifferent, and his hands were not idle either. He was holding a very delicate dagger with one hand, which shone a light blue luster under the light, and his other hand was holding a snow-white scarf, carefully wiping the blade of the dagger.

"Xiao, you've wiped that dagger for one night." Ximen sighed, with a mocking smile on his face: "No matter how much you wipe it, the dagger will still be stained with blood."

The driver then raised his head again and looked at Ximen: "What did you call me just now?"

"Ah..." Ximen smiled slightly, "Sorry, I almost forgot that we are not in the Vatican. But, dear Xiao, your name is so ugly, I still like to call you Xiao. After all, this is your code name, isn't it?" He suddenly showed a cunning joke: "If the guys from the Knights saw that their awe-inspiring Xiao was actually a driver for me, I think they would have surprised those guys and their chins fell to the ground."

Xiao Leng glanced at Ximen coldly, his eyes were a little cold, and he slowly said, "I'm just doing my order. The Bishop sent me to follow you to protect you. I only regard this as my mission. It doesn't matter what identity it is."

Ximen sighed, picked up the wine glass and took another sip. A trace of bright red wine was stained on his lips. He looked at Xiao with a mocking look: "Protection... is such an interesting noun... I personally think it would be better to use the word "surveillance" instead... After all, hehe, protect... Xiao, do you think that if someone can hurt me, then for enemies of that level, do you really have the ability to protect me?"

Xiao shook his head: "I refuse to think about such things. I am just performing my tasks."

Ximen looked at him deeply and finally sighed again: "Xiao, you are a very loyal person... I think you will send us a message to the Bishop on time tonight...including my affairs?"

"Yes." Xiao put away the dagger and nodded slightly at Ximen: "I will send the news back...including..." He hesitated for a moment, but still said it: "including what you did here."

"Whatever you want." Ximen smiled and suddenly said, "Xiao, you actually don't like me very much, right?"

"Yes." Xiao said without any concealment: "I can't understand why you can exist in the Vatican... This subverts my previous cognition and principles. Because a race like you is originally a blasphemy against the gods."

"Oh?" Ximen put down the wine glass in his hand and walked forward two steps. He still had an evil smile on his face, but a dark aura gradually emanated from his eyes. His lips were stained with bright red wine. When he smiled, his white teeth showed.

"I can understand your feelings." Ximen smiled and said, "All those who practice the light system are naturally sensitive to the dark aura and dislike them... Frankly speaking, if you can stay by my side for so long, you must have endured it very hard." He had already walked to Xiao's side. At this moment, the strange thing was that Ximen's body emitted a faint cold aura. Although he was wearing a white nightgown, his whole body seemed to be standing in the darkness. The aura on his body was cold, as if he was emitting a slight black aura!

Xiao immediately stood up straight, his whole body tensed almost instantly, his eyes fixed on Ximen, and the dagger in his hand couldn't help but squeeze it hard.

"Haha..." Ximen let out a light laugh. He had already passed Xiao's side and walked towards the gate. Then he looked back at Xiao: "Don't be so nervous, Xiao. You have been by my side for so long, but still can't adapt to my breath?"

Xiao replied coldly: "It's like light can never coexist with darkness!"

"But the opposite of light is darkness." Ximen immediately added: "Everything in this world has positive and negative sides, otherwise the world will be incomplete." He suddenly showed a happy smile: "Ah, my good friend is back... You see, although I am not practicing the power of the pure light system, I am equally sensitive, even more sensitive than you."

"That's because... your friend is the same as you." Xiao's eyebrows showed a hint of disgust: "You want it again tonight?"

"Yes." Ximen smiled happily: "I hope my fellow tribe brings me the best tonight."

The disgusting expression between Xiao's eyebrows became even stronger, and unconsciously, there was a hint of anger.

"Okay, Xiao. I know you don't like to see such scenes, so according to your past habits, you can leave. You can report to the above tonight's events, I won't mind... The Vatican won't mind either."

At this moment, a soft knock sounded outside the door.

"Please come in, my dear brother, the door is not locked." Ximen smiled happily.

The door opened and a pale young man walked in from outside.

This man has a pale face like a European medieval aristocrat, with delicate facial features, as if he was a bit weak. To be fair, his appearance was not outstanding, and even a little ordinary. However, as soon as this man walked in, he showed a bit of temperament very similar to Ximen, the same delicateness, and the same eyes were filled with a bit of evil charm that was as natural as evil.

And similarly, his expression was very calm.

Ximen walked over and patted him gently on his shoulder: "Thank God, you are finally back. I hope you won't let me down tonight."

The person who came showed a helpless smile on his face: "Dear DuPont, why do you want to thank that god? I think you should thank me more."

As soon as he heard the words "God, God", Xiao, who was beside him, immediately let out a heavy cold snort, then looked at him with a cold look, with a bit of murderous aura in his eyes.

But the young man didn't care about Xiao's anger at all, but instead chuckled: "Xiao, don't be angry about this sentence. You should understand that my beliefs are different from you, and they are completely different. Moreover, you should also understand that I do not threaten you, and I do not have any strength. If you want to kill me, just pick your fingers gently. So, you don't have to look at me with this kind of gaze."

"Longyan!" Xiao said coldly in a solemn tone: "You'd better not talk to me in this tone anymore. Otherwise, one day, I'll really be unable to help but kill you." A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, deliberately approaching Longyan's side, and said coldly in his ear: "You should know that even if you don't say anything or do nothing, once you smell the smell on your body, I can't help but want to kill you... What's more, now you're doing this evil thing with my eyelids down!"

After saying that, he seemed to be worried that he would not be able to bear the anger in his heart, and strode out of the room and closed the door with force.

Longyan let out a light breath, shrugged her shoulders, looked at Ximen, and smiled bitterly: "Why, the people in the Vatican I met have such a face?"

Ximen said lightly: "Longyan, don't forget, I am also half a Vatican."

"But you are covered with blood like me." Longan immediately said.

Ximen looked at him a few times, suddenly changed his expression and showed a happy smile on his face: "Okay, dear Longan, we won't talk about these dull topics. What I am interested in now is, have you arranged the matter tonight?"
Chapter completed!