[Quick Transmigration] On how to use the charm of personality to conquer the old attack of amnesia

Later, Qin Su and his wife fought two more battles. It wasn't a big battle, but just ran north and south, and it was right for his daughter-in-law to travel and relax.

The targets of the raids of the two were simple and rude, basically they were to catch the local specialties and landscapes, and the noise caused several small tribes to worry about which location to move to in order to escape the catastrophe. Mentally broken down, I was directly discouraged. When I come to pay tribute every year, I will give the couple a local travel package, all-inclusive food, drink, lodging and play, and a tour guide.

And the throne that was robbed at the beginning finally fell into the hands of the crown prince. According to Qi Xiuwen's words, the two sons brag next to his ears every day about how good he is and how capable he is to take on great responsibilities. Feeling good for a while, I didn't bother to play any plot twists for my subordinates, so I wrote an imperial edict, and threw it to the prince together with Yuxi, and took a few healthy wives to learn from Qin Su and his wife to travel around.

Here he still has an original sentence about the boss and the youngest Qi Xiuwen, what he said is: "I'm the best and most capable of taking on great responsibilities, right?"

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The sweetest love words that Qin Su heard from his wife in his life was when he was about to bid farewell to this world.

The old man in his twilight was lying on the rocking chair, and he opened his folding fan to cover his face from the sun as he did when he was young.Qin Su put his arms around him, and heard Cheng Shu suddenly chuckled and leaned into his arms, with some warmth in his voice.

He said, "Have you heard of Liu Yong's Yu Linling?"

The former Qin general who retired long ago sincerely and frankly admitted his lack of cultural accomplishment, "No."

Cheng Shu closed his hand, and waved a fan to Qin Su's head, but the strength was full of love. "There is a sentence in it, this year, it should be a good day and a good time. Do you know what it means?"

A certain person's body froze, the hands around his waist tightened a little, and his voice was also mournful, "I don't know", after thinking about it, he added, "This kind of poetry is frivolous."

This time it's for real.

"I told you to read less scripts, where are you thinking?" Cheng Shu took back his fan and rubbed against Qin Su's arms. "I mean," he thought for a while, "The rest of my life when I met you, I This is a good time in my life, I am very happy, Asu."

Holding him in his arms was warm and tight, like a dream that couldn't be softer, Cheng Shu felt as if he had turned into a cloud, and was about to lose consciousness, and vaguely heard the voice of the man speaking.

"I'm happy too, I've been happy all my life."

……

Opening his eyes again, Cheng Shu had already returned to his body, floating in the air, looking up at the small world that was shining like stars all over the sky, converging into a twinkling river.

Such a bright color, but gradually sinks into the gray space.

Cheng Shu covered his eyes with one hand, feeling sour in his heart. He has been with Qin Su for more than 60 years, and it is still difficult to accept parting, let alone this time, it is a really long separation.Cowherd and Weaver Girl can still walk on a seemingly unstable bridge for a while, but at most he can only dream about it unilaterally.

It was never a fair love.

It is said that the cycle of cause and effect is just reincarnation. That is Qin Su's life, but it is not his life. It is like an ordinary pleasure-seeking in a long time, a story that has no end for him, and it ends abruptly at a certain moment. .

Cheng Shu let go of his hands covering his eyes tiredly, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a star above his head that seemed to be surrounded by black energy, faintly threatening to overwhelm the luck of the world, he frowned and quickly called out the world material.

This is a small world where characters are blackened.

Regarding the issue of aggressive blackening, we actually have to talk about the beginning of chaos in the world.

At the beginning of the primordial world, the consciousness of the universe was born in the chaos, an infinitely small world was created, and it was sent into the long-term reincarnation. The perpetual cycle is in a fixed posture, but there are also variables.

Because the consciousness of the universe has gradually dissipated in recent years, the characters in the small world's repeated and unchanging reincarnation have derailed self-will. The blackened situation is that these derailed wills either torture others to death or live, or they themselves die or live. In short, it is It created the source of pain, the hotbed of blackening, and when it was on the verge of collapse, it burst out with a force comparable to the luck of the world, disrupting the cycle of reincarnation below.

In fact, even if there is a sense of derailment in the non-blackened world, there is no problem. In the next reincarnation, all the characters will return to the starting point and will still follow the original reincarnation trend.

Those in charge of the world don’t have to worry that the characters who are retaliated against on the way to appease the blackened characters will also be blackened. After all, the karma of these characters has been planted in the past, and one day they will have to pay back. After the enmity in the previous life, the remaining unwillingness is not enough to support the blackening of the character.

I don't know how long the black air has been there. Cheng Shu observed the will of the world being chased by it, and found that it was about to blow out in the past few days, and the stars were also faintly dim. It can really directly destroy a small world.

The young man gathered his mind, drew out runes one by one in the void, and stepped into the gap in time and space again.

……

It seems that the situation is not on the normal level every time it is transmitted.

Cheng Shu looked at the scene of blood flowing in front of him and thought silently, last time he was drunk, but this time he was directly teleported to the battlefield, it was really a surprise every time, next time it would be better for him to go directly to have a baby.

A dark moon hangs in the sky, thick and gloomy clouds cover the silver moonlight from time to time, but they can't stop the bloody smell in the air. At this moment, it seems to Cheng Shu that countless plates of delicious food are placed on the tip of his nose. Although the recovery speed of the wound that the hawthorn tree had slashed into had been delayed, it was no longer bleeding.

His hand brushed over the hideous scar of flesh and blood, and the new tissue quickly healed the wound, leaving only a shallow mark in a short while.

Cheng Shu looked at his hands.

The nails on these hands were very long, and the skin was slightly pale. Under the moonlight, the blue veins and tiny blood vessels inside could be vaguely seen. He pursed his lips.

...felt something was wrong again.

Cheng Shu touched his mouth, and there were two long fangs protruding from the top, arrogantly brushing his sense of existence.As soon as he thought about it, the two teeth retracted, and when he touched them again, they were no different from normal.

After a long while of silence in his heart, Cheng Shu was basically sure that this was a world of vampire dramas. Looking at the blood-stained cloak and Baroque-style dress on his body, he sincerely lamented how cool the look was.

On the battlefield, two parties dressed like the gentlemen of the night strangled each other, and they both attacked with fangs and strangely long nails.However, there were also a small number of humans among them, who greeted the two vampires with swords made of hawthorn wood in their hands. Fortunately, there were not many of them, and they could only disrupt the situation.They wear the Holy Cross of the Holy See, and their costumes are more like the early vampire hunters.

Cheng Shu had a headache, so he raised his hand and pressed his temple.

This should be the continuation of the Millennium War in the legend of blood. Cain and Lilith, the ancestors of the blood clan, created five second-generation vampires, and the second generation created thirteen third-generation vampires, which gradually evolved into thirteen clans. Among them, two clans degenerated into demon clans and established demon clans, while the remaining six clans established secret parties, four clans remained neutral, and one clan was extinct.In order to prevent the divine punishment predicted by the Lord Jehovah, the secret party began to eliminate the demon party. For thousands of years, the two alliances have basically had no other life pursuits except fighting.

Times are a bit chaotic.

The bats dormant in the deep forest flew up in large numbers to pick up the flesh and blood on the battlefield. The crescent moon seemed to be dyed with bright colors, and even the scattered moonlight was charming and enchanting.Standing on the high ground of the battlefield, Cheng Shu's blood seemed to be boiling because of the sweet smell in the air.He took a deep breath, trying to clear the smell out of his nostrils.

A goblet filled with a dark red liquid was sent to the side in good time, and the rich aroma overflowed. The color was a bit like Bordeaux, but it was thicker and more irresistible.

Cheng Shu took it and took a sip, feeling that his brain went blank for a moment like fireworks exploded, every cell in his body let out a comfortable sigh, and he even squinted his eyes for a moment of enjoyment.When he finally woke up from the pleasure, the blood in the cup had bottomed out.Cheng Shu licked his lips eagerly, because of his body's instincts, he had almost no resistance to blood.

"Whose blood is this?"

He glanced lightly at the blood servant who was kneeling beside him, and the other party lowered his head, "It was offered by the newcomer, who begged Bailey, who was first embraced by the king."

"Oh?" Cheng Shu handed him the goblet, and instead of continuing to ask, he looked towards the sky, and his words sounded like a sigh, "Is the day coming soon?"

"It's not long."

Cheng Shu turned his head and glanced at him, "You will make arrangements later, I have some things to deal with." After thinking for a while, he added, "Don't wait for me."

The young prince smiled after finishing speaking. He took out his sword, stepped off the high platform, and walked towards the forest. He didn't notice that the blood servant behind him raised his head, and his eyes were almost obsessed with love.

……

Cheng Shu walked in the silent woods, his silver knight boots stepped on the dead branches and leaves that fell on the ground, making a crackling sound.

It was like a gloomy place of death, except for himself, there was only the sound of bats flapping their wings gradually returning to their nests.

The sweet scent lingering at the tip of his nose dissipated slightly, Xiao Xu, the blood that had been agitated in Cheng Shu's body just now seemed to be calmer, he sat down leaning against a boulder, and began to sort out the original plot of the world this time.