[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Qi Ran kills people, but there are still bones to be found. Shang Han kills people and eats people without spitting out bones. He said that Wamir is dead, so he is really dead.

In the room, the large whiteboard glowed coldly under the clear moonlight. Mo Yu listened to Shang Han's shallow description, there was no thoughtful remarks, only a simple path leading to the truth On the way, he recounted to Mo Yu the process of buying Gu Ying, as well as the production method of the collar, and even the time of the explosion is very clear, very clear, but Mo Yu, who is the audience, can no longer listen.

The traveler's thoughts became more and more drowsy, and in the end, even the time became confused, "Have we met before?" Mo Yu asked.

He didn't understand why he said that, he just felt doubtful and confused, and when he came back to his senses, Shang Han had disappeared.

In fact, it was not only Shang Han who was missing. In fact, in a short moment, the familiar small hall, the whiteboard with complicated black lines, and the bookshelves in that corner disappeared, and the surrounding area was empty, leaving only A vast expanse of whiteness.

There was a humanoid figure taking shape in the distance, but it was only an outline. Mo Yu's brain suddenly cleared up, and he realized the source of his familiarity. The mysterious question just now was his answer to that vague asked the shadow.

This is a special space body, and the situation is not difficult to guess. Wamir died, the protagonist died, the mission failed, and the traverser was also teleported to a place similar to a crossroads.

Mo Yu was still wearing that clean suit, with a gun pinned to his back waist. This was not an illusion. Therefore, once the timeline intersected, Shang Han's one-dimensional time should have stopped.

With no further worries, Mo Yu began to carefully examine the unexpected guest in front of him. He has lost contact with the headquarters now. In this empty space, he can only vaguely see a shadow being slowly elongated, being Vaguely deformed, but still recognizable as a woman.

"Is that you, Aisha?" Mo Yu asked bluntly. Although little Aisha had always been in the form of a vampire child under his nose, it's hard to say something like a soul body.

The space was quiet, no one responded to him, Mo Yu didn't know if the person couldn't hear him or didn't want to answer, but the white light became more and more intense, piercing his eyes slightly painful.

Aisha once told him that stealing is a sin, but isn't it a sin to inherit the memory of little Aisha and play with everyone in the soul body?

"No," came a cold voice, and a woman's voice explained, "This world is not real."

"Tell me everything you know." Mo Yu ordered standing in the light, the traveler was always extremely sensitive to the monologue of information.

"Yes." It was still the voice of an emotionless woman, "The current situation is that the current protagonist killed the former protagonist."

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, "What else do you know?" Mo Yu was not calm, the timeline would leak information to the homeless, such a thing was completely unheard of, but a huge white light swept him like a shock wave , if the waves knocked him to the ground, the force was strong enough to kill someone.

Mo Yu couldn't react in time, just when he thought he would be killed by little Aisha in this mixed flow of space, the white light around him turned into a sparkling river again, er, the traverser expressed his reaction No, he was choked on several mouthfuls of salt water in that river, my god, this, this is the rhythm of Berserk War Second Transformation Master!

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As if waking up from a big dream, after a burst of top-heavy overturning, Mo Yu poked his head out in the white sparkling water, and the first thing he saw was a solemn and solemn old castle, in the sunset glow all over the sky. There is a beautiful luster in it, it is Wamir's former residence, and it is a building that does not belong to his era.

The traveler was still wet and floating in the water, and there was an intimate and familiar voice coming from nearby. It was a title that hadn't been used for a long time.

"His Royal Highness." Wamir stood at the suspension bridge on the canal and stretched out his hand to Mo Yu.

The gaze of the drowning man was all the way up, and he met a pair of beautiful and serene blue eyes, such a pure color, in this troubled world, it was unbelievable like a lie.

"Vamir." Mo Yu found that he could no longer think, but his body had learned to trust, so he handed over his palm, from the water to the land, he glanced back at the river when he was in trouble on the suspension bridge, and murmured, "Is it a hallucination?"

"I hope not." Wamir replied with a smile, that smile was so perfect, as if he had rehearsed countless times in front of the mirror.

The little vampire took the opportunity to stick to Mo Yu's chest, and he naturally put his palm into Mo Yu's trouser pocket, which was already soaked by the river water. It was only then that Mo Yu realized that he was still wearing that suit. A well-groomed black suit.

"You brought back an interesting potion," Wamir commented with a smile, and there was a crisp crunching sound, and then there was a meeting of lips, and then there was Eviscerate Lingering.

Mo Yu had just traveled through time, and his whole body was not quite awake. He was taken advantage of by Wamir, and when he came to his senses, he noticed that something liquid was already pouring down his throat.

I couldn't tell whether it was anger or blame, but there was a faint, chaotic question that forced him to get out.

"Are you nervous about me?" Wamir smiled, and he said in a slightly smugly intimate tone, "We just kissed."

"Vamir, you, why are you?" The traverser finally cleared his mind, the potion was given to him by Qi Ran... strong potion? !

"You should care more about yourself." Wamir said with a smile.

That night, Mo Yu was carried back to the castle by Wamir. There were some small pink flowers blooming between the stone steps. The little vampire put Mo Yu on the big bed in the master bedroom on the second floor. , he took off his wet clothes for him, his movements were gentle and sympathetic.

"I can't do it?" A pious, prayer-like voice came, "Why can't you like me a little?" This was a question from Wamir.

By the way, that person's eyes are really beautiful, embellished with the brilliance of the stars, Mo Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw it, and under the rendering of his body, a thin layer of water vapor spread across the eyes of the traverser, he Bewitched by that angelic face.

I really want it, Mo Yu heard the voice in his heart, he likes this place, he likes this room, and also likes this bed, this place makes him feel familiar, this place is very safe, as if he has finally decided what has been done, he stares at Looking at Wamir, he let go of the last doubt, and admitted, "It's you."

"It's me." Wamir took off his clothes in front of Mo Yu, just looking at the man's body, his hotness was already driving him crazy.

But Mo Yu's thoughts were much more peaceful, just quietly watching Wamir's movements, yes, he thought, why can't he like Wamir?

The little vampire took off completely, buried his head in Mo Yu's neck, and made an extremely intimate tease to the traveler.

Mo Yu was served extremely comfortably. In the drowsy love, he missed the little vampire. How wonderful is Vamir. He can do all the housework, cook at a top level, pay living expenses, be considerate and loyal, and have explosive strength. The most important thing is that they still hit it off.

He has obviously lived together for so long, and such a person has always been by his side, but he was able to turn a blind eye at the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, how stupid and unbelievable it is for him to be like that.

"Please try to accept me." Wamir raised his head.

Mo Yu had already acquiesced in the little vampire's behavior. He wanted to stand up, but Wamir restrained his wrist.

The little vampire climbed onto the body of the traverser and straddled Mo Yu's calf. This behavior made Mo Yu stunned for a moment. Is this... a riding style?

"I'll make you comfortable," Vamir promised, dipping his fingers into his mouth and soaking them with a thin kiss.

"Master." Wamir moaned in a low voice, showing a sly smile as if coquettishly.

In a vast ocean of passion/desire, Wamir's slender and cold fingers were stained with water, they stroked Mo Yu's chest, all the way down, and then probed to a hidden place behind Mo Yu... etc. Wait, behind?what is that place

The air froze in an instant.

Mo Yu, "..."

wipe!wipe!wipe!

In just an instant, most of the desire in Mo Yu's mind has faded away.

Thousands of worlds, reincarnation of hundreds of generations, plus the elite training of the time travel department, Mo Yu originally thought that there was nothing that could affect him anymore, but the facts proved that he was still too naive.

Obviously, following the actions of the little vampire, Mo Yu already knew of Wamir's plan. Regarding this, the traveler said that his nerves were greatly challenged by the nuclear power level!

And this proves from another aspect that honest people cannot be bullied, just like a cat catching a mouse, if the mouse is not dead, then at the edge of life and death, hold your breath and fight hard, the cat will inevitably fall The lower half of the nose comes with one eye.

Just like now, whether it's the lingering ghost, or the time travel before death, at this very moment, Wamir actually wants to fall in love with him!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Under the influence of the medicine, Mo Yu's body was already soft like a puddle of spring water, but at that moment just now, his thinking was horribly clear, his right leg exerted strength, and the bent knee joint was He kicked between Wamir's legs fiercely, and the situation reversed only in an instant!

Wamir had used this kind of potion before, and he didn't expect that Mo Yu would still have strength at this time. He was defenseless, and his perineum suddenly suffered pain, and then he was pressed back by Mo Yu in the electric light and flint.

Although in terms of strength, the two are on par, but in terms of experience, a well-behaved sex/love like Wamir does not take any advantage at all, and Mo Yu has no spirit of pity, he suppresses Wamir Underneath, at this moment, anger has clearly surpassed passion/desire.

It's just that I didn't expect that Wamir, who was turned upside down, still had the energy to make a request, "Please, look at me." He begged hoarsely.

Mo Yu was still willing to care about him, he pressed Wamir's shoulder, and said angrily, "I'm watching you, Wamir." He paused every word, gnashing his teeth.

Wamir can't move, only the neck can bend slightly, he doesn't like this posture, he is not that person, nor anyone else, he wants to look at Mo Yu, he doesn't want to continue with this similar posture.

In terms of love/matter, Mo Yu has a more sensitive emotional capture. His thoughts were already dizzy due to the impact of time travel. At this time, he was even more angry. A loud slap fell On Wamir's right buttocks, he taught, "I didn't expect you to think about other things at this time."

Wamir was caught off guard by the beating, Mo Yu forcibly separated his legs before he even had time to cry out in pain.