[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

What pierced the silent atmosphere was a piercing sound of broken windows!

The blue-purple glass on the high wall was all shattered in an instant, and they were formed into a dense icy frost pouring down, and the moment the fragments hit the ground, they made a frightening crackling sound.

Wamir and Mo Yu tensed their nerves at the same time because of this sudden change.

The blood race reacted quickly, and took out the sharp dagger hidden in his waist while bowing and raising his hands.

But the intruders moved faster!

They jumped down from the wide open window, their cloaks billowing in the wind, revealing their slender limbs and long silver hair—they were Spirit Guardians!

In the icy air, Martha, the leader, pressed an even colder blade against Mo Yu's Adam's apple. She was very good at selecting opponents, and a head-on confrontation with the blood clan was not worthwhile, but she controlled a man who was completely incapable of fighting. Human beings are much simpler and easier.

The air was still filled with the sweet smell of blood, and the smoke of medicine fragrance still curled up from the surface of the long table, but at this moment, this silent contest seemed insignificant in front of the enemy of the spirit guard.

The sound of Wamir's dagger unsheathed was so severe that it could cut people's minds. Moyu breathed shallowly, and his neck was pressed against the cold blade in Martha's hand. The moment he noticed that Wamir raised his eyebrows slightly, he immediately He clearly realized that the lie that he was under the prince was self-defeating.

After all, since he belonged to the prince, how could he be threatened by the prince's guardian as a hostage?

Mo Yu squinted his eyes and smiled slightly. Now that Wamir knew the truth, he didn't know how to be angry later.

Thinking about it this way, the result of being killed on the spot or abducted by Martha seems to be a little more secure, not to mention that Martha is still helping him bandage.

Of course, this is not the therapist's considerate attitude towards the injured and sick. The so-called bandages are nothing more than simply and rudely tearing a section of Mo Yu's clothes, and the purpose is to extinguish the red halo in Wamir's eyes. .

But Wamir's focus is not quite the same as that of Mo Yu. Of course he can infer Mo Yu's lies, but there is still a more practical problem that has not been resolved.

Who leaked the news?

Who let the guardians know the existence of black-haired humans?

However, under Martha's cold warning, Wamir didn't have any thoughts. The voice of the female guardian was full of the joy of ice and stone, but the words were extremely cold, "Don't go to him, never don't want."

Wamir snorted coldly. He ignored Martha's warning, but asked calmly, "Is it his order?"

If it wasn't for the prince's order, then Lingshou shouldn't be speaking arrogantly here, and even... the blood clan smiled and raised the corner of his lips, and slowly raised the dagger in his hand, he wouldn't give up just like that.

The expression of the silver-haired Lingshou remained unchanged. The instruction she received was a simple sentence of 'find out the truth and wait for the opportunity,' and it was not necessary for her to answer Wamir's question.

It's just that blue-purple glass shards are scattered all over the smooth marble floor. The uninvited guests in robes stand under the corresponding high windows. The sunlight falls through the open windows, casting a layer of light on everyone in the hall Light golden... Disputes are about to break out!

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But no one expected that there would be such a long monologue before the real dispute.

"Long time no see." Wamir greeted gently.

Martha frowned and didn't speak. The vampire was not in a hurry, but just talked about how he was attacked from behind by Martha. As a hostage, Mo Yu had no choice but to chill his neck Listen along, and secretly question the protagonist's reminiscence thoughts at this moment.

Five minutes passed, and the corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched to hold back the urge to complain.

I said the protagonist, if you want to say a few words, you can say a few words, but what is the rhythm of this sneak attack from behind to the first encounter in the dungeon?

Anyway, under the chattering attribute of Wamir who didn't know when it was lit up, Mo Yu even started to help the protagonist analyze the battle situation under the suppression of Martha in the end, so as to divert attention.

In order to accommodate him as a human being, the blood race has always visited during the daytime. Although it is approaching dusk, it is daytime after all. The spirit guardians destroyed the stained glass, and the light from outside was all over the marble floor in the hall... …As soon as the unfavorable conditions are met, there will be an afterglow in the sunset.

Hanging down his eyes and recalling the whole process of the attack, the spirit guardians acted in unison and struck neatly. At first glance, it was not a random mob that started on the spur of the moment... The second disadvantageous condition was fulfilled, outnumbered.

Thinking of this, the trapped human beings dared to look around the current situation with the peripheral vision of the corner of their eyes. Such a big movement broke through the window, and the family soldiers did not notice the strangeness until now and came up to support... Disadvantage [-] Achieved, the reinforcements are all wiped out.

In summary, Wamir wins!

Mo Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, the current Wamir is not chattering, he is simply delaying time, okay?

Looking up at the curling incense rising from the long table, the medicine that has no effect on the vampires can easily affect the nervous system of other races, and the spirit guardians represented by Martha are no exception.

It won't be long before these silver-haired Zhaohua's uninvited guests will be so slow in thinking that they will lose their ability to resist, and Vamir will win without a fight.

Mo Yu drooped her eyelashes, and the scenes in the castle once came to mind. The interaction between the blond little vampire and the guardian Martha is still clear. They are not close friends, but they can be regarded as partners who get along day and night. But now, Vamir To be able to wait for the broken mind to be destroyed without changing his face.

At this moment and this scene, how can we not make people feel moved?

Since ancient times, it has been common to become a king and lose a bandit, but with such a cruel heart and no mercy, it is impossible not to let those who know the inside feel chilled.

This is not the same as the protagonist's original behavior setting!Mo Yu pursed his lips and reflected, he never imagined that the education he had painstakingly achieved at the beginning would fail so far.

It's a pity that the traversers at this time still don't know that desperate love is much more terrifying and powerful than decent hatred. Many things in this world cannot be explained clearly by a set of fast-growing formulas.

Therefore, Mo Yu made a random but destined choice.

He spoke out to stop it!

The Lingshou family has always been sensitive and cautious, but this time they acted suddenly. Although they noticed something different, they never thought that the biggest problem was that they were unlucky—they were so unlucky that the medicine that Wamir used to deal with Moyu turned out to be a problem. It can also hit the ground so that they can catch up.

On the other hand, Mo Yu is well aware of the art of lying, so even if he tells the truth, he exaggerates the efficacy and duration of the medicine, and the more he doubts, the more cautious he becomes. After the incense was extinguished, the spirit guardians also left based on the principle that it is not appropriate to stay for a long time.

Mo Yu clutched her neck and looked at those spirit guards who walked to the heights but walked on the ground and felt a lingering fear. From this point of view, Mo Yu was a little grateful for the attribute of the vampires who went crazy when they saw blood. Judging from the situation of a confrontation, although the spirit guards dare not touch Wamir directly, isn't it normal to make a fuss about him as a hostage and cut off an arm and a leg?

But the current situation is not much better, the prince's name can no longer bear the name, Mo Yu looked at Wamir in front of him speechless, he touched his chin with his fingers, thinking about making up another one that would allow him to Possibility of the perfect lie with personal safety guaranteed.

After all, now I have two more crimes, calling the blood race with animals, and persuading the spirit guard without authorization.

However, according to Mo Yu's estimation, Wamir, who should have been extremely furious, didn't give him any chance to react. In fact, the blue-eyed vampire just stiffened and took a look at Mo Yu, then turned and left.

But that wasn't really leaving, because Mo Yu heard the dull sound of the heavy door being opened!

In front of Mo Yu, Wamir slowly opened the gate of the castle where humans were imprisoned for dozens of days!

The light came in, and the young vampire slowly opened his arms under the radiance. He leaned back and tilted his body into a beautiful arc. The evening sun was like wearing a luxurious robe, and Wamir only wore white. The single-clothed body seemed a bit unbearable under such brilliance, and the vampire's soul roared with a kind of pain that seemed to be scorching, and the muscles trembled as if the skin was burning.

Mo Yu didn't pay attention to Wamir's behavior that seemed to be masochistic. He was too eager to see the outside scene. His thin body was drawn by the light, and his white robe reached the ground. He moved forward all the way. He and Wamir passed by. Standing outside the gate of the castle.

In this life, he is a human being, and the afterglow of the setting sun will not hurt him. For the first time, the traveler has truly felt the light in this world, which is warm and warm, and has a palpitating texture.

Only then did Mo Yu clearly understand the surroundings of his residence for the past few days. The magnificent blue canal came from afar like a soft ribbon, and fell around the castle. On the water surface, the colorful clouds are mottled and the red light is smudged. The water world at dusk is as beautiful and luxurious as a gift from a god.

The sparkling water unexpectedly stimulated the fragile eye nerves of human beings. Mo Yu felt his eyes hurt under such light and shadow, and frowned and narrowed his eyes.He had been in the dark for too long, and he wasn't used to the light.

At the same time, a bold idea refracted into the secret heart of the traveler like sparkling water.

As if to confirm, a hug with a cold breath came from behind Mo Yu, and the human body froze. He knew that it was Wamir's body.

Cold, affectionate, timid and lingering.

"you are back."

The hoarse voice behind him was trembling and thin, as if it did not come from the mouth of a vampire who had experienced many battles.

Mo Yu tilted his head slightly after hearing this, and a handsome and helpless young figure slowly rose from the voice of the cruel vampire. Under this embrace full of pity, the vampire's soul suddenly washed away in the evening sunset. Exhausted all the blood and lead, and began to rush into a lingering distant dream.

In this way, human beings fell into the pair of blue pupils. Under the warm and broken light, their eyes met. The night and the tide were intertwined after all. The black eyes of the traveler faithfully recorded that Wamir knelt down all actions.

After the dust settled, what caught Mo Yu's eyes was the shining golden hair of the Blood Race, with a palpitating luster, Mo Yu lowered his eyes silently, and the breeze blew his long black hair, making it hard to see. Clear the look in his eyes.

The blood race's well-articulated right hand slowly raised up, all the way up, and carefully stroked into the light-colored thin shadow under Mo Yu's eyes, the skin touched by it was smooth and real!Mo Yu sighed in his heart, so speaking of it, those who play cards not according to common sense will definitely show their flaws.

Back then when he broke into the castle without incident, he could have evaded it by saying it was the prince's order, but the act of dissuading the spirit guard without authorization, and the act of taking medicine was all Wamir's temporary intention. How did he understand this so clearly? The minutiae in the medicinal fragrance... So, he knew it from the very beginning... But the only one who knew about it was the Prince.

By now, Wamir knew about it.

Mo Yu's expression softened, he stopped the cautious movement of the person in front of him with his pale and slender right hand, and just about to admit it, he suddenly felt Wamir's movement change!

The white bandage wrapped on the injured palm was torn off in an instant, and the unhealed knife wound came out. With red eyes, Wamir buried his head in the sweet blood...

Did he not control his lust as a vampire!

It doesn't hurt, but it feels itchy, and the cool and intimate touch is like the pious and humble kiss of a fanatic.

Wamir's white teeth grazed Moyu's fingertips inch by inch, and his fangs did not pierce the thin layer of human flesh with the remaining rationality.He licked the greasy tongue in the broken palm, and he lingered for a long time before raising his eyes slightly. The breath of the blood race was extremely light, and it could even be described as cautious. It is filled with the intoxicating breath under the smooth skin of human beings.

Vamir's soul is lost!

... Mo Yu is right, a vampire is a kind of animal.

The traverser's pupils moved slightly, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled his hands away, but it was too late.

Vamir held him, with his slender but powerful hands.

The tall and straight upper body of the vampire fell into Mo Yu's black pupils, and what he could hear was a moaning sound like a complaint. The blond vampire was still kneeling on the ground, but what Mo Yu didn't expect was that Wamir was under his cold gaze. Under his watchful eyes, he actually slowly crouched down.

The unusually handsome cheeks of the blood race rubbed against the floor-length white robes worn by humans, and the azure eyes were full of timidity and infatuation, and then a cold kiss that had passed through half a century fell gently on the On the instep of the human being in front of him!

With a thought in Mo Yu's mind, he suddenly thought,

Animals can be domesticated!