Quick time travel villain boss, please let go

Chapter 110 Blood Prince "Cute" "1"

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task~
Soul piece +1, points +200, existing points 900]

Gu Yimo looked at the system, then said lightly, "Tell me, what happened to the last plane?"

There was a hint of coldness in the tone, which made the system feel a little guilty for no reason.

"Ahem, host, some things are not that I don't want to say, but that I can't.

Just think of me as having a last resort. "

After all, I will never harm you...

Gu Yimo pondered for a while after hearing this, then shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to say it, and I won't force you."

Anyway, one day, the truth will definitely come to light.

"Thank you host for understanding. I also know that my behavior will make you feel confused, but it is better not to know some things."

"Ah."

"By the way, the host is big, the next plane is about the blood race."

Bloodlines?
Gu Yimo was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "The blood race...is that the race in my impression?"

"Anyway, the difference is not too far away, but this time you will bring the character and emotions of the original owner, that is to say, there are some emotional things that you cannot control.

Compared with the previous planes, the later planes will be more and more difficult, and there will be more and more rules.

At the same time, the rewards will be doubled, I hope the host will be well prepared, I believe you can. "

"I see, let's start transferring to the next plane, finish it as soon as possible, and end all of this as soon as possible..."

During this period of time, I felt an increasingly uneasy feeling. I always felt that something bad was going to happen, but I had no way of knowing what it was.

It's better to finish everything here quickly, uncover the truth of the matter, so that I won't be so confused anymore.

"A good host is big."

[Began to pass into the next plane——Strigoi. 】

--Dividing line--

Blood race, an ancient and mysterious race.

According to legend, they have endless life, that is, eternal life.

They live on blood, and live in eternal darkness...

Whose blood is buried in the morning light

It is the crown of the saints, it is the wandering of the dark night

O bard's song, starlight in the dust
That's our castle, everlasting watchman

Perhaps the ancient scepter has decayed
Maybe the wings are covered with frost

But our blood is still pure

Swear to defend the faith with life

that is the cross of blood

unchanging glory

Sincerely, Blood Knight

……

under twilight

silent sadness

Let the sunset flow in the shade
wearing a black robe
As if the crows on the shoulders also mourn

our forever king
The world seems to be stained with blood

ashes flying

we sing softly

looking forward to your return to the sun

We are just shadows in the night

but we wait
Forever
with my blood
give you the highest baptism
you are my king

in the moonlight
The king who walks in darkness
Angel, afraid of your blood-red eyes
Devil, afraid of your white face

The king who comes in the night
my king

——(From the Internet, slightly modified)
In the dark night, the moonlight shines on a young man.His black hair shone softly under the moonlight.Three-dimensional facial features, slightly thin lips, must be very suitable for kissing.The nose is straight, but not big.

Looking up, the pair of golden eyes like a hidden starry sky make people sink in, and the long eyebrows are sharp like sharp swords.However, although the corners of the lips were slightly raised, but because of the sickly white skin, it made people feel evil for no reason.

Looking to the side, the other boy was a little pale, with a morbid sense of beauty.A pair of eyes are as clear as the clear spring in the sky, but there is an imperceptible cold in the depths of the eyes.The blood-colored cherry lips grow under the small nose, showing his strangeness even more.

Her silver-white long hair was not tied up, but was easily draped over her shoulders, revealing a bit of laziness.

Such a young man, no one would associate him with the blood race the first time he saw him.

It seems that red roses are falling on the ground, and the scattered petals are still making a wedding dress for you in the sky. Who can understand the coldness in the hinterland?The pure white fog could not cover the carrion under the white cloth, and the strong fragrance of flowers could not dispel the deliberate smell of blood.

"Jun Zhuo, you can't escape."

"Oh? Is it?"

Looking at the young man with black hair who was about the same height as himself, Jun Zhuo curled his lips.

He is really a young boy. After living for so long, today is the first time I see him.

"It's boring to fight with you. I don't know. I thought I was bullying children. Don't you think so, boy?"

Ling Yanchen raised his eyebrows, looked at the young man who seemed to be not much different from himself, and smiled.

"Your old man has been asleep for so long, and you don't know many things about the outside world, right? How do you know that I can't be your opponent?"

Jun Zhuo has lived for so long, but this is the first time someone dared to call him an old man.

The young man in front of him really made people feel a little uncomfortable.

　This plane is about the blood race, I hope you like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)