The whole world wants to kill me

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Fu Jiang was flipping through a book on the table, the light was jumping on his fingertips, and the sound of flipping through pages.

He read it for several hours and finished reading the heavy books.

On the table, randomly placed books, the title of "King Arthur" is printed on the cover.

Next to this book are several other books.

Knowing oneself and knowing one another can win a hundred battles.

The unknown servant replaced King Arthur's job description, King Arthur replaced Paracelsus' job description, Paracelsus most likely replaced Fu Jiang's original job description, and other servants' job descriptions remained unchanged .

Fu Jiang thought a lot and organized his thoughts.

Feng Yi's existence can restrain Yan Rui, and the spearmen have no threat to him for the time being.

When Biaojiao meets the false, holy father and real, dark-bellied Paracelsus, she will probably fall in love with him crazily. Biaojiao has been trying to die all her life, and it is very likely that he and Paracelsus will die Lose.

Although the grandfather and grandson Lu Hao and Lu Ting have two servants, they are also being targeted by the masters of the two servants at this time. Fu Jiang secretly fanned the flames and killed one of the servants. will be greatly reduced.

Arthur took the place of a servant. His master is the most terrifying. The family used the monster's gene to create a cold-blooded killing machine. At the same time, he is the master with an infinite magic power circuit, which can greatly strengthen the ability of the servant.

The gene of this monster, Fu Jiang knows what it is, the ghost phoenix of the underworld hell, frozen in a rock, discovered by archaeologists, and sold to Arthur's current owner's family at a high price.

After more than ten years of experiments, the Nether Phoenix gene was injected into the mother's body. Ordinary people conceived in October, and the fetus injected with the Nether Phoenix gene was born in one month. Both hands tore the mother's belly and crawled out of the sea of ​​blood.

The mother screamed in fear: "Monster, I'm going to kill you." She stretched her hands forward and put them weakly on the baby's neck, but she was still unable to hang down, unable to pinch the fragile neck.

The monster in her mouth stared at her indifferently, the bones on her back were broken one after another, and a pair of black wings slowly spread out from the depths of the bones.

The body soaring in mid-air was surrounded by deep flames, burning fiercely, burning everything around him, including the living weak woman.

He burned his body with flames and turned it into ashes. He was reborn from the ashes, and quickly grew into a slender, mature body with the appearance of a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old.

This body has no gender distinction, he has neither feminine nor masculine qualities, but he is arrogant and extremely beautiful.

What a terrible enemy, he also has the same ability as Fu Jiang.

Death is rebirth.

As for the servant with the title of Berserker and his master, Fu Jiang didn't consider the existence of a cannon fodder at all. The master is as timid as a mouse. Once the berserker is ready to fight, he can't control his reason and won't obey his master's orders.

The most critical question is the servant who can inherit the most powerful job—who is it?

Fu Jiang felt faintly uneasy, this variable could not be grasped, and he couldn't even guess how big a storm the butterfly's wings would cause.

The flapping of the butterfly's wings disrupted the rhythm of the world, so he must have power that even the power of the plane cannot control.

Hopefully, his guess was incorrect.

Otherwise, this will be the most difficult battle.

***

"Paracelsus." The thin boy nestled in the man's arms murmured in his sleep.

The young man leaned on the warm embrace wholeheartedly, like a kitten soaking up the warmth, rubbing against the firm chest.

"Ale." Paracelsus dropped his chin on his master's forehead, and sighed contentedly and sweetly.

I want you to be really happy, this is my greatest wish, and the only wish I want to promise right now.

The action of Paracelsus awakened the boy, and he let the covering quilt slip off, and his white and smooth body fell into Paracelsus' stretched arms accurately.

He grinned contentedly, and rubbed his hips restlessly against the other person's things that made him so happy. He was clearly doing something seductive, but he naturally showed a pure and dependent expression on his face, his eyes unblinking. Looking at Paracelsus.

"Can you guess the biggest wish in Shen Le's heart?" The young man named Shen Le, who was also called by Paracelsus A Le, asked Paracelsus if he fully understood the depths of his heart wishes.

"I can guess." Paracelsus replied without thinking, kissed the corner of Shen Le's lips intimately, and got up to help Shen Le wash and dress.

"Paparacelsus." Shen Le's eyes were amazingly bright, he had never been so eager to hear an answer quickly.

He said urgently and seriously: "I want to hear your answer, tell me."

True lovers are connected with each other.

Shen Le believed that he and Paracelsus were true lovers.

"That is, we can be together forever, let me guard you with all my life, and make you happy all your life."

This was Paracelsus' answer, Shen Le didn't answer yes or no, he leaned tightly against his chest full of security.

Paracelsus did not press the question either.

Shen Le's long breath sounded again, Paracelsus carefully put Shen Le away, put on the brocade quilt and started to leave in a hurry.

As soon as the figure of Paracelsus left, Shen Le suddenly opened his eyes.

He wanted more than just the company of Paracelsus, he wanted this man to fall in love with him with all his heart, not to look at another person through his face.

It was so hard for Paracelsus to admit that he could only love him.

Shen Le tightly grasped the quilt, he wanted to make a wish that Paracelsus would only love him, only him and Paracelsus could exist in this world, and no one else could attract the attention of his lover.

The clenched teeth were loosened, and the blood from the punctured palm spilled on the white sheets, dripping into bright red plums.

Ever since Shen Le met Paracelsus, all his thoughts were on this man.

Shen Le felt upset, breathed heavily and smashed the items in the house, and quickly called the servants to clean it up, after all, he wanted to show his docile side to deal with Paracelsus.

The servant in front of him is new, the tenth new servant this month.

He put the fragments on the ground, and said to Shen Le with a low eyebrow: "Master, do you have any other orders?"

Master, stimulated Shen Le's mind to become more confused.

The irritability between his brows did not show, and he stared at the new servant tenderly: "Master, who else do you think would use the title of Master?"

The servant replied: "The servants hired by the rich always call the master of the family like this."

The servant was honest, his ordinary face was staring at Shen Le in doubt, apparently he didn't know why the master would ask such endless questions.

"There is a person who calls me master and promises to use his life to satisfy my happiness, what about you?"

The servant obviously didn't know how to answer. He opened his mouth and buried his head in a daze, unable to think of a reason.

"Since you can't answer, just follow my idea."

The servant nodded quickly.

The quilt slipped from Shen Le's body again, and the beautiful young man walks lightly to the servant without a thing on his hands.

The servant's bowed head saw exactly what it wasn't supposed to see.The delicate and thin young man's body is all beautiful, full of morbidity, pale, transparent, and bloodless.

However, the coquettishness that hits the depths of the vision.

Shen Le fell on the servant's shoulder, lowered her head to the rouge-stained ears, and said softly, "Look up at me."

The servant's head drooped even lower, the tips of his ears were completely red, and it reached the bottom of his neck.

The obedient servant seemed even more obedient and quiet.

Shen Le pushed the servant down, and pushed the legs of the man's body with his knees. The object penetrated into the man's body, and the ruthless beast tore apart the captured prey.

Forcibly pushing this ordinary man into the abyss of death.

There was blood all over the floor, and the room was full of passion.

The frightened and desperate man wanted to push away the ruthless beast, but his seemingly weak body possessed great strength. He pinned down the man's limbs on the ground, making him unable to break free and could only endure extreme torture.

Shen Le smiled and touched the servant who was out of breath, and laughed softly: "How does it feel to be owned by the master?"

It was an extremely crazy pain close to death, and it was hard to suffocate.

Unfortunately, the servant couldn't speak anymore.

Withdrawing from this purely venting game, Shen Le took out a bottle of medicinal powder from the drawer, waved his hand and sprinkled it on his body that was gradually losing temperature.

In an instant, the body turned into a puddle of blood.

Shen Le dialed an unnamed mobile phone number: "Lin Huang, I agree to the deal."