The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

Seeing the pretty and delicious little maid, Xi Wei couldn't bear it. If he kissed him, and the little maid used him to practice a wave of musical instruments again, would he still sleep tonight?

Can you stand it?

Amitabha, Xi Wei decided to pretend to be asleep.

"Snoring...snoring..."

"Humph……"

The little maid pursed her lips, hummed twice unhappily, and looked at him with resentful eyes, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

She bulged her cheeks, twisted her body and lay on Xi Wei's chest, and kissed him on the mouth with a "baji", as if feeling that it was not enough, she kissed several times in a row, and finally Satisfied, she blushed and retreated into the bed.

In fact, she originally wanted to practice musical instruments with the master, but sister Lina told her that it is best not to do this every day, as it will make the master very tired.

Although Loli felt that the little master looked a little too energetic...but since sister Lina said that, she didn't dare to take it seriously.

After a moment of silence, Xi Wei opened his eyes helplessly, looked at the happy little maid who was huddled in his arms, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then let his mind go and gradually fell asleep.

The moonlight spread in through the big hole in the roof, and gently swayed on the two people who were cuddling each other.

Loli blushed and opened her big eyes, staring at Xi Wei's profile in a daze.

I watched it for a long time.

……

In the middle of the night, a dozen furtive figures appeared at the gate of Winter City.

All of them were dressed in black robes and hoods, and carried weapons pouches on their backs.

The night wind blew a corner of the black robe, revealing the standard armor and the red dragon badge inside.

"who?"

With the faint light of the torches, the guards on the city wall spotted this group of people.

The man in black didn't speak. They took out the hook lock from the weapon bag behind them, threw it vigorously, and hooked it on the ten-meter-high city wall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the guards in the city wanted to cut the rope of the hook lock with the sword in their hands, but the rope was made of unknown material, but it was as tough as metal.

For a while, the guards couldn't cut it open at all, but the group of black-robed men had already pulled the hook and lock all the way up the city wall with the explosive force of fighting spirit, and pierced the back of the guard with a sword.

The other guards drew their swords to meet the enemy and sounded the alarm on the city wall.

"Someone is attacking the city!"

"alert!"

However, this group of men in black robes didn't waste time with these city guards. After killing a few guards, they quickly swept down the city wall and galloped all the way to Winter Castle.

The speed of these men in black was extremely fast, and the city defense guards had just notified the patrol team in the city, and they were about to enter the inner city of Winter City.

However, at this moment, an old man with bright eyes and a stooped figure stopped in front of them.

"This way is dead."

Old Parker stood under the moonlight, with a sword behind his back, and his eyes were indifferent.

A long shadow dragged behind him, covering his small pharmacy.

There was a moment of silence in the wide street, and the leader of them, a man in black robe, took two steps forward, took off his hood, and revealed the face of a middle-aged man.

"Parker Luther, do you still recognize me?"

Old Parker narrowed his eyes slightly, bursting out with astonishing hatred, his lips trembling, and said ruthlessly:

"Wade Hawk? It's you..."

"That's right, Parker Luther."

The Templar named Wade showed an elegant smile and said:

"If it weren't for your eyes, I'm afraid I still wouldn't recognize you. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a year or two, and you have grown so old."

"Your wife's blood is really useful, and now I feel stronger than ever, thank you Parker."

As the Templar spoke, his eyes were filled with a frightening blue light, and the aura of a top earth knight approached him.

He looked at the hunched Parker contemptuously, and then sneered:

"I've been waiting for you to seek revenge from us, master alchemist Parker, but I don't know how you, a waste, plan to avenge us without the source of magic power?"

Parker trembled all over, his eyes turned red with hatred and anger.

He stretched out his withered hands and took out a box from the pocket of his coat.

Open the box, and there is a red pill lying inside.

"I wanted to kill these Templars and go to you... Unexpectedly, you came by yourself... Revenge, you will see..."

"I promise!"

In the night wind came his deep and hoarse voice, full of hatred and determination, he carefully took the red pill out of the small box and stuffed it into his mouth.

As the pill was swallowed by Parker, his whole body began to convulse abnormally, and the tearing pain made his figure even more bent.

This is the result of his two years of dormancy in Winter City.

First, he bought the devil's heart and five drops of dragon's blood with all his possessions.

Then I found a method of alchemy using life force from ancient books, and made this pill instead of magic power.

This pill can raise the strength of an ordinary person to the extreme within three days, and the price is death.

"Cough...cough..."

"Tick tock..."

A lot of blood was sprayed on the ground, and Parker's aura gradually increased. When he raised his head, a few mouthfuls of blood spat out from his mouth, and his gray-black hair became gray and rough.

"Lisna, I'm sorry...Parker failed to protect you well...nor was able to accompany you at the first time..."

"However, soon, soon," Parker smiled, with blood and tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, and pulled out the long sword from behind:

"Kill them, and I will accompany you!"

"boom--"

A fierce fighting spirit was ignited on Parker's body. At this moment, he used special potions to overdraw his entire life, and finally reached the realm of Sky Knight.

Parker practiced sword for two years, during the day and at night, from a frail alchemist to a calloused martial artist.

He was afraid that at this moment, he had all the strength in his body, but he didn't know how to use it.

Now, all the hard work has paid off.

Dou Qi gushes out and moves forward without hesitation.

At this moment, he is no longer the alchemy master Parker, but the sky knight Parker with blood feud and mortal will.

"die--!"

The Templars felt the aura of the sky knight on Parker and were not afraid. No matter what, this was just an ordinary person with the fighting spirit of the sky knight.

He has no knight skills, nor does he have the perception and experience of a sky knight. Even if he learns to use a sword, it is only tricky but not fatal.

Wade smiled coldly, drew out the long sword behind him and went up, and at the same time ordered the other knights behind him:

"No. [-] and No. [-] will come with me to play with this old dog, and the others will complete the task of His Highness the Pope."

"Don't underestimate the enemy, make a quick decision."

The other Templars nodded slightly when they heard the words, bypassed the four who had already started fighting fiercely, and galloped towards the direction of Winter Castle.