The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Dean was held tightly by the hand,

Straight away from this dangerous oil painting.

"ink?"

The tall, thin dark-haired knight didn't look back,

His gentle voice came from under the mask,

"Let's go back."

Dean wanted to say something else,

But keenly felt that he was in a bad mood,

shut up,

Some reluctantly glanced back at the gallery.

I didn’t bring any money this time, so I must buy this painting back next time.

……

Ruan Mo's mood is not only bad, but also annoying.

How charming is that oriental mermaid picture,

He knows better than anyone.

Originally, this painting will be exhibited in a touring exhibition in Norway, and its reputation is getting bigger and bigger.

Half a year later, at the palace dinner, it was bought by an earl and dedicated to the old king,

Only then will it be seen by Dean and the eldest prince who have just taken back to the palace, and they will start to dream,

Can't sleep at night.

God knows this painting,

It just happens to be exhibited at this place today.

bad luck.Ruan Mo lowered his eyes,

Leaving the trade zone as quickly as possible.

through the busy streets,

Passing through a small road in a civilian area,

A little girl in shabby clothes came stumbling,

The plain little face was covered with tears, very pitiful.

"Brother, help me,

elder brother. "The little girl wanted to hug Dean's leg,

He was blocked by Ruan Mo with his scabbard.

"Master, don't get close to her." Ruan Mo warned in a low voice. Before Dean could ask, several ferocious civilians came after them with sticks in their hands, watching them warily.

"Who are you, hand over that female thief!"

"She is a thief, are you her accomplices?"

A few civilians asked angrily, if it weren't for seeing Ruan Mo with a sword in his hand, it was not easy to provoke, they would have rushed forward and tied the three of them together.

"I didn't steal your things!" The little girl's ashen face turned red with anger, and she hiccupped while crying, waving her little fists, and her blue eyes were full of tears.

Dean looked at the poor and cute little girl, and at the same angry civilians beside him, his brows were tightly frowned, and he couldn't tell which one was lying.

"Mo, what should we do?" He held Ruan Mo's arm tightly, and his eyes fell on the crying little girl involuntarily, obviously moved with compassion.

People gathered around and surrounded them, Ruan Mo pushed the little girl a little further, without hesitation said: "Let's go, don't stay here any longer."

He pulled away to leave, but the little girl hugged his scabbard tightly instead, "Brother, I didn't steal anything, woohoo...they want to catch me and sell me, save me, woohoo."

She was dragged one meter away with the scabbard in her arms, and her knees were scratched on the rough ground, bleeding out glaringly.

Dean felt that Ruan Mo was simply cold-blooded, "Mo, as a knight, do you want to forget the eight virtues of a knight?"

humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul

-I swear to help anyone who asks me for help

He stopped, and Dean didn't see his expression behind his hood and mask.

……

"If you didn't steal something, what are you holding in your hand!"

"Dare you open it for everyone to see!"

Those ferocious civilians shouted angrily, and the little girl got up from the ground, the small fist in her right hand did not let go.

"I didn't steal anything." The little girl raised her cute face, ready to cry, "Brother, I only show it to you."

Dean looked at her subconsciously. She opened her five fingers together and threw a small poisonous needle at Dean's face unexpectedly.

A gloomy green light flashed across the tip of the silver poisonous needle, as long as it was stabbed, it would surely take his life away in an instant!

唰

The black cloak unfolded, and Dean fell into the warm arms of the young man. Ruan Mo swung the cloak to sweep away the poisonous needles, and completely protected the stunned little prince in his arms, without hurting him at all.

The little girl missed a single blow, with a look of resentment on her pure and beautiful face, she pulled out the poison blade hidden in her clothes, and rushed towards the two of them together with the few villagers who had chased her down just now.

"Die!"

More swords stabbed Dean, and most of the civilians and passers-by who surrounded the two were assassins sent by the prince.

Dean was pushed to the corner by a strong force, and he rolled on the ground in embarrassment. When he looked up again, his guardian knight in black had drawn his sword and was fighting with the assassin.

"ink!"

The sound of sword clashing was endless, innocent passers-by screamed and ran away, and there were only two groups of people left in this civilian area in an instant.

Dean's face was pale. He glared at the little girl who lied to her, took out the dagger from his waist, and rushed into the battle ring resolutely.

"I'll help you!" Dean yelled and attracted the attention of many assassins. Immediately, two people broke away from Ruan Mo's entanglement, and rushed towards the little prince with their weapons in hand.

"Master, dodge!" Ruan Mo stabbed an assassin to death with three swords, risking his back injury, took another kick out of the gap, and kicked Dean back to the corner to avoid the assassin's attack.

Dean Gulu Gulu rolled aside, and the dagger in his hand came out of his hand, and he threw it precisely on the face of an assassin, hitting KO.

This is really bad luck.

.

Blood spattered to the cheeks, staining the handsome edges and corners of the black-haired knight.

His mask fell off during the battle, revealing the highly recognizable Chinese face.

Ruan Mo's gentle face was no longer there, and the desire to kill was hidden under Ruan Mo's calm appearance. He bit his lower lip, the sweet red color spread all over his taste buds, and a sneer overflowed from the corners of his lips. With such strength, every fencing will definitely take away a life!

The sword light was as fast as lightning, bringing out a bewitching rain of blood.

In just a few minutes, fourteen assassins with first-class skills were all beheaded by his sword, and none of them survived!

Dean was stunned by the deathly silence of the street. He resisted the desire to vomit amidst the corpses with broken arms and colorful flowers. .

"Mo, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now." Dean's voice was a little out of tune, but his emotion was extremely sincere, "Next time I will obediently listen to you, and I won't trust some messy people anymore."

The blood-stained blade was inserted into the ground, supporting the weight of the black-haired knight.

Ruan Mo didn't respond, and Dean carefully jumped over the dead man and walked to the young man in a few steps.

"Are you angry?" Dean carefully held his hand, and it was cold where he started.

"ink?"

The body of the black-haired knight fell down in response, and was hugged by Dean with some difficulty.

His gentle and handsome face was gray and white, and a black blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

---

The moment he blocked the poisonous needle, Ruan Mo felt his little finger go numb.

The poison quickly attacked the heart along the blood vessels, and almost instantly, Ruan Mo's entire right arm was swollen.

System: "Damn it, it's so poisonous, if you don't exchange it for the antidote, you'll die brother in 10 seconds."

Can you stop talking nonsense and detoxify quickly, you pit!

Ruan Mo kicked the restless little prince to the corner, and took out his sword to meet the assassins.

The antidote was directly melted into his body by the system. Just as Ruan Mo breathed a sigh of relief, Dean's heroic voice came from the corner.

"Mo! I'll help you!"

Dean rolled all over the ground, his blond hair was disheveled, and he rushed forward brandishing a dagger like an angry lion cub.

Seeing that the two assassins were about to attack him, Ruan Mo stabbed a man to death in desperation, and kicked him back to the corner with a kick.

Dean was safe. Ruan Mo was stabbed in the back immediately, and more venom invaded his body in an instant, making the situation that had just stabilized worse again.

System: "Damn it, this poison is stronger than the one just now, if you don't come with two antidotes, you will die in 5 seconds brother."

Do you know that two seconds have passed since you finished saying this sentence.

You detoxify me!

Excluding the assassin who was accidentally killed by Dean, Ruan Mo felt as if he was in a 1v16.

The meal had to be eaten one bite at a time, and the antidote had to be changed one by one. When the venom was almost cleaned up, Ruan Mo also completely eliminated the assassins. The sharp saber was stuck on the ground, supporting his increasingly heavy body .

These two poison-drugs were extremely overbearing, even if the poison was quickly detoxified, Ruan Mo's body was still greatly damaged.

He lowered his eyes, black blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

In a daze, the little prince, who had been kicked twice, walked around the corpse and begged for forgiveness with a little crying.

"...Don't trust some messy people anymore." Dean promised with the utmost sincerity.

hope so.

Ruan Mo closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

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His guardian knight was tall, but not very heavy.

With Ruan Mo covered in blood on his back, Dean returned to the castle the same way and sneaked back to the bedroom.

A maid was called by him, looking at the blood-soaked black-haired knight, she almost screamed in fright.

"Shut up, Windsor!" Dean frowned and scolded. After an assassination, he had an unquestionable aura, much more majestic than before.

"Go and get the antidote. If you alarm others, don't appear in front of me forever."

After the time for the medicine to take effect, Dean's light gray eyes were burning with dark anger, and his fair side face was stained with blood, looking at the maid angrily like this made her shudder.

"Okay, Mr. Dean." The maid walked away tremblingly, with flustered steps.

"Wait." Dean called to her, and threw a heavy gold coin over, "Wipe off the blood on the road."

The bedroom door was closed.

The tall and slender black-haired knight was laid flat on the soft quilt.

His face was pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his thin lips were slightly parted, as if he was experiencing great pain.

"Mo, what's wrong with you?" Dean felt his discomfort and touched his arm, "Windsor will come with the antidote soon, please bear with it for a while."

My arm is so swollen, it must be painful.

Dean looked confused, and suddenly found that under the poisoned knight, the glaring blood stain on the sheet became bigger and bigger, more than double the size when he was put on the bed.

My knight... is wounded!

Dean slapped his forehead in frustration, and only then did he understand the situation. He roughly rolled Ruan Mo on the bed, and tore off his worn cloak twice.

A deep bone-deep scar stretched from his right shoulder to his left side, bleeding out violently, and he couldn't even cover it.

Dean immediately panicked, tore off the young man's soft armor twice, squeezed the wound hard to prevent blood collapse, and almost cried.

He remembered that his knight was stabbed in the back in order to block the assassin rushing towards him!