Let me live [Quick Transmigration]

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After An Tuo left, Lu You checked all possible entrances and exits in the room, and found no damaged places.After thinking about it for a long time, he could only guess that An Tuo opened the door and came in when he was carrying his sister upstairs. First, he hid himself in a corner of sight, and then when he went back to the downstairs room to pack his things, he entered without anyone noticing. up the attic.

The guy was tall, with hard-soled leather boots and holy patterns all over his body that could make vampires uncomfortable. However, neither Lu You nor his sister noticed any movement during the whole process, as if he was moving. Turned into a transparent ghost.Lu You seriously considered the consequences of breaking the contract—although it was completely a "promise" that the guy unilaterally identified—and the possibility of self-reliance after running away with his sister, and finally realized it reluctantly. Fact: The probability that he needs to sacrifice is infinitely close to [-]%.

Three days, three more days...

Lu You sat on the edge of the mattress where An Tuo used to sit, touched his sister's pale and thin face with his fingertips, and couldn't help sighing.Probably An Tuo's visit, and the movement created by his tossing and tossing afterward, had disturbed the younger sister's sleep a little bit, but his touching and sighing made the younger sister wake up in a daze.Before she opened her eyes, her tiny fingers touched Lu You's hand. Lu You's eyes were sharp, and he quickly changed the other hand to her. .

The younger sister took his hand and tugged it down, turned over and hugged his arm, and yawned a little, revealing two cute fangs that were too small.Lu You saw fresh cracks appeared behind her ears again, bloodstains as thin as hair.She was so used to such a slight pain that she didn't even notice it.She squinted her eyes, muttered "brother", and fell asleep again within a few seconds.

...My brother just sold himself out of disagreement...

Lu You thought sadly, wait for her breathing to be stable, and save her arm from the little girl who was hugging him like a koala hugging a tree.He touched the scratches and teeth marks on his hands, watched them gradually heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and felt that his heart was overwhelmed by some kind of heavy fear.

Compared with being entrusted... what Lu You didn't want to experience, and what he was more afraid of, was the violent and sadistic tendency contained in that desire.

Anto liked to make him hurt.And obviously looking forward to more.

He didn't know how far Anto would have to go to be satisfied.

Also, that guy possesses the attribute of strength... Recalling the feeling of a little bit of saliva soaking into the wound when the palm was licked, Lu You felt the pain in his body in advance as if he had a premonition.Don't take it too seriously, he tried to comfort himself, the target had seen a vampire thrown into a holy water fountain, and it didn't melt in the water, it just burned...

— Consolation failed.Lu You sat blankly for a while, raised his hand and rubbed his face, thinking with an ostrich mentality: Since it is three days later, let him face it directly in three days.On the bright side, at least he doesn't have to worry about having nowhere to go, and no way to complete the task.Although it may be a bit expensive to get a pass for this road.

After all, when Anto enters from the "exchange", the system is directly disconnected. When he is in the plot, it is probably not allowed to use the program to act on his behalf...

That is to say, if An Tuo didn't come, and it was the little curly passerby who came directly, could he choose to spend points to skip the process, or go to the battle himself to earn some extra money?Lu You imagined it for a while, and sincerely decided that after the system pretended to be dead, he would praise it that "the lower limit still exists"—at least there are still things that can be skipped, right?

But the system seems to be unable to make up its mind.Lu You poked it a few times, and felt that its silence this time was probably because of his sister.Thinking of this, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

The younger sister is a plot character, that's okay; An Tuo...why is he too?

In the last memory of the target, it was a bullet that took his life, not the crossbow arrow used by An Tuo.There is no relationship between placement goals and Anto.If Lu You hadn't been shot by An Tuo's silver arrow, there should have been no intersection between that person and the plot of "Save My Sister".

——Ever since I saw you for the first time, I have had an urge...

When An Tuo said this in his ear, Lu You only felt that he had witnessed the distorted love at first sight of a psychopath.Looking back now, it seems to have a more subtle meaning.

Qi Zhengyun, Gu Yi, Ji Sen, An Tuo.

Resemblance or identical appearance, occasional gestures that bring a sense of familiarity.

——Does he really believe with all his heart that this is just a coincidence arranged by the boring gods to make the show more exciting, or... fearing that guesses will be empty, and dare not guess and look forward to it at all?

Lu You sat on the cold floor, watching the ray of sunlight leaking in from the corner of the blanket covering the small attic window.He just sat quietly and thought for a long time, until the sun was setting and his sister woke up again after a full sleep.He fed his sister a little more blood, in case the deterioration would occur if he came back too late, and then endured the dizziness caused by blood loss and exhaustion, and went out alone.

Lu You poked the system while walking downstairs. After poking three floors, the system finally came alive. "Is there anything I can do for you?" it asked, alarmingly friendly.Lu You hid his previous doubts in his heart, and tentatively asked if it could detect the holy pattern and point out the way, but luckily he got an affirmative answer.

Lu You didn't want to rely entirely on An Tuo's news, so he did nothing but waited for these three days in fear.And he still needs to eat.He decided to try his luck at the bar where the target had heard of "serum"—that is, the bar that was rumored to receive vampires and provide plasma to guests, hoping to find out more about it while solving the problem of foraging. some information.

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The bright white light illuminated the messy bed sheet and the two entangled figures on it.The boy who was crushed below was slender and thin, his skin was the typical pale skin of a vampire, his body was covered with painful bruises and scars, but his face was full of pure joy and bewilderment.This moment is the end of a period of indulgence, the man who is concentrating on galloping is getting bigger and bigger, sweating like rain, on the verge of eruption——

The window facing the big bed was knocked from the outside.

The groaning and panting stopped abruptly, and the boiling lava suddenly solidified.The uninvited visitor outside the window had very limited patience, and after a few seconds there was no response, a holy mantra that exuded a thin shimmer of light swam in through the window, entangled the bolt that had been locked, and pulled it down.

The window is open.The vigorous figure jumped over the window sill neatly, entered the room together with the sudden influx of cold wind, and the soles of his leather boots stepped on the floor almost soundlessly.The visitor glanced at the two sculptural figures on the bed...Correction, it was a man with a distorted face and a stiff body, and a vampire who was unaware of the disturbance and was swaying its waist and hips, wrinkled as if it saw something dirty. I frowned.He stepped over the messy things scattered on the floor, walked to the chair next to the bed, pinched the back of the chair and turned it half a circle, and sat down facing the bed.

"Isn't it over yet?" The young man who put his cloak over his uniform showed a bored expression when he smelled the smell that filled the room.He didn't seem to realize what he interrupted, and said naturally: "I have a question for you."

A few seconds later, the man above suddenly let out a roar.

"Damn! Anto, you fucking—"

An Tuo raised his eyebrows, raised his long legs, and kicked heavily on the edge of the bed.He kicked the entire bed and the person on it, and the photo frame on the bedside table on the other side fell to the ground and cracked with a loud "click".After a flurry of noises and movements, the man withdrew from the tender place with a look of displeasure, and pushed the vampire boy who was still open to the side.The vampire seems to have been used to such rough treatment for a long time. He turned sideways on his own, while continuing to rub the sheets. The bright red and wet tongue slowly moved in and out and licked between the slightly parted lips, but a pair of watery blue eyes looked at the bedclothes. Anto's direction.

An Tuo stared at him intently, as if studying the operating principle of some kind of machinery.The man who got off the bed naked rolled his eyes, slapped the unsatisfied pet's butt, and casually took a thick, long and hideous toy from the pillow, and stuffed it mercilessly into its body. "Go to your mother's consultation... What are you here for consultation?" He suppressed the twisting under his palm, and asked angrily, "I don't know anything about the group of elders, so it's useless for you to ask me .If you are finally willing to eat meat and want to ask for advice, I can share some useful tricks with you."

An Tuo turned his gaze away, and gave a "huh" inexplicably.He saw that the messy bed sheet was of a normal style—the one with the customary holy marks, and the vampire who was next to his skin didn't show any discomfort; there were used syringes and empty medicines in the trash can next to the bed bottle. "About adaptogens," he said curtly.

The man stopped his movements and looked up at An Tuo, as if he heard a dirty joke he just said. "Adaptogen...? I didn't expect to hear this word from you one day." He looked at An Tuo's expression, and then at the pet who was curled up and panting underneath, and gradually revealed his meaning. smile, "Why, you want to raise it too?"

"Not like you." An Tuo said blankly, "I need a long-term one."

"Long-term? There is no such thing." The man got out of bed again, opened the cabinet, took out two small medicine bottles, and threw them in the direction of An Tuo. An Tuo caught them, "The time limit for this kind is eight hours. , There are also four hours and a whole day, the longest seems to be seven days... But the sequelae are more serious, and they are basically useless after use. If you play it once and throw it away, you can buy that."

There is a light yellow liquid in the small glass bottle, which is slightly viscous. There is no label or description on it, and it looks like a three-no product without quality assurance.Anto tilted the bottle, looking at the traces of liquid that had slid down and hung on the side of the bottle. "Serum," he whispered.

"Purified vampire blood," the man said, "can make them less sensitive to the holy power, so that they won't get burns if they just rub it anywhere, or struggle and scream too much when they're shot inside." He chuckled, "Honestly, I thought you'd like that better..."

"Is it also useful for suppressing deterioration?" An Tuo didn't refute his guess, but just confirmed it to him.

"Deterioration?" The man was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you? If you want to play, you can play something more advanced..." An Tuo looked up at him, and the cold eyes made the man swallow the last half of the sentence that he didn't say. Afterwards, he said resentfully: "That's right. In fact, the function of the adaptogen is reverse transformation...but it's not permanent."

He thought for a while and added, "You should ask Hearst about this kind of thing. She has been researching adaptogens for several years, and she also calls this thing 'serum'. There is a way to restore human beings, but so far only a few improved versions of adaptants have been researched."

Anto stood up from the chair. "This is useless." He commented on the adaptants in his hand, and then put them into his pocket casually. "Then you give it back to me!" The man chased after him and said, until An Tuo turned out the window again, and after two or three times using his strength to fall to the ground from a height of more than a dozen floors, when he lifted his leg and walked away, he still heard His angry voice echoed near the window sill above: "These two bottles are also expensive—"