The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mobei didn't know how he left the underground vault.

He opened his eyes, and saw He Songming's worried face, the werewolf was holding him in his arms, his face was gray, affected by the night of the full moon, those animal signs had not faded.

The pigs disappeared, as did the downed hyenas and bats on the ground, which were no longer in the vault.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, only to feel his blood surging, he had never felt this way before, he was so angry that he passed out directly.

Was it the curse of losing Longinus, or was he really driven into this by violent emotions?

"What about it?" he asked, his voice sounding strange.

He Songming knew who Ruan Mobei was referring to, and said in a low voice, "It left with the Holy Spear, Master, are you okay?"

Ruan Mobei didn't notice that He Songming called "Master" instead of "Master" as usual, so he nodded, feeling less uncomfortable.

Ruan Mobei touched his chest, and a hard metal object was stuck in his palm.

He took it off and found that it was a medal.

The pigs left him something like this.

The above pattern is quite familiar, with an eagle spreading its wings in the center and letters with unknown meanings engraved on the outer ring.

The feeling of the pattern and texture engraved on the palm is very familiar, but Ruan Mobei can't remember where and why he got it.

The pig man said: I am the heart demon, the person you hate the most.

--you.

Are you guys referring to him and He Songming?

The moment he saw the pigman, Ruan Mobei was indeed engulfed in hatred, did He Songming feel the same way?

He looked at He Songming and asked, "Did you... feel anything?"

He Songming shook his head, his focus was not on the pigman at all, and he asked with concern: "Master, how do you feel now?"

It seems not, is it because He Songming has not recovered the memory that does not belong to this small world?

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, stood up with the werewolf on his shoulders, and said, "I'm fine."

There were constant gunshots outside, and it didn't sound very good. The housekeeper hurried to find him, but he didn't see him for a few hours, his hair seemed to be graying a lot: "Master, how are you? The holy gun——"

"The holy gun was taken away." Facing the other party's sudden ugly expression, Ruan Mobei knew what he was worried about, and he was calm, and comforted, "It's okay, am I still alive now? As long as the curse happens Before it can take effect, just take back the Holy Spear."

"But……"

"Don't worry, I already know who took it away, and I know how to catch up with those people."

The noise outside was getting louder and louder. It sounded like the guards were retreating steadily. Without the protection of the Holy Lance, this side of the castle should be occupied soon.

"Hurry up and take everyone away. The castle is probably about to fall. If you stay with me, you may be affected by the curse. I can't implicate everyone because of myself."

"No, then you—"

"He Songming will accompany me." Ruan Mobei interrupted the housekeeper, he looked at the werewolf on the side, and said firmly, "We will follow the clues together and get back the Holy Spear, and if there is fate, we will meet again .”

The butler hesitated, and he looked back at the shivering maids. Most of them were young girls in their teens and twenties. They had never seen such a scene before, and they were huddled together in horror.

Most of them were bought from the slave market, or presented by other nobles. Their family members have long since disappeared. After losing the stable life in the castle, it is very likely that they will not be able to survive.

"Okay." The butler made up his mind and nodded, "I will take good care of everyone, and when everything subsides, I will come here again and wait for you."

"Yeah." Ruan Mobei held the medal tightly, showing a faint smile, "There will be such a day."

Taking advantage of the darkness, the steward dismissed all the servants and left the castle with the youngest maids under the cover of the night and the guards.

At the same time, He Songming drove the most inconspicuous car, took Ruan Mobei with him, and left quietly without disturbing anyone.

The streets were full of orcs, shop windows were smashed, glass was scattered all over the place, and the fire spread. Those orcs who had been tortured and treated unfairly finally vented the anger accumulated in their chests for many days and nights.

People are all hiding in their homes and closing the doors and windows. Those who treat their orc slaves kindly feel better. As for those who used to be violent... Maybe when the rebellion is quelled, the guards will find many people in their homes that they were slaughtered by wild beasts corpse.

A werewolf, Matsuaki Ariga, steered the car in front, and the ordinary car did not attract the attention of other orcs. The orcs only thought that the werewolf had robbed some human property, and they were still cheering for him.

Ruan Mobei wrapped in He Songming's unwashed clothes, and used the werewolf smell to cover up his human aura. He lay on the back seat of the vehicle without being seen by any orcs.

Otherwise, if he is recognized as the city lord, Ruan Mobei will be torn to pieces by the angry orcs.

Their carnival will not last for too long. In two days at most, the army of the Human Federation will pass through the "gate" and come to Gunathan in the corner of the star field to suppress it and maintain the rule of human beings on the planet.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how magical the legend is, it is useless.

"Master, where are we going?" He Songming turned around and asked as the vehicle drove out of the city smoothly.

Ruan Mobei was finally able to straighten up from the back seat, and he just took the opportunity to rest for a while, the pain and suffocation of the heart attack were gone.

The full moon in the night sky sprinkled bright and clear moonlight selflessly. This day was the moment when the power of the werewolf was at its peak. Just now in the dark room, Ruan Mobei had already witnessed the tyrannical power of the werewolf.

"Go find that pigman." Ruan Mobei said, he was a little dazed looking at the moon outside the window, how many times has he seen it?

In every world, there is such a bright moon, like someone's golden pupils, silently staring at him.

"You should be going in this direction too, right?"

"Yes." He Songming admitted that he has been following the smell left by the pig man, and he will never forget the stench. The ugly pig took the holy gun away in front of his face. Maybe the owner will So he lost his life, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

He wants to take back the Holy Spear.

"It should rain tomorrow." At that time, all traces of the smell will be washed away by the rain.

Ruan Mobei withdrew his gaze, looked at He Songming who was controlling the direction ahead, and said softly, "Turn on the autopilot, come and have a rest."

He Songming responded and turned on the automatic driving of the vehicle. As the owner's car, it is not as ordinary as it looks on the surface.Put the co-pilot and driver's seats away, pull out the rear seat and it will become a bed, turn on the wall lamp hidden in the car wall, and the spacious interior will become a cozy small bedroom.

At the push of a button, the many small drawers slowly pop open, storing drinks and snacks, enough for three days, as well as books and handheld game consoles to pass the time.

The perfectly camouflaged solar panels on the roof will collect solar energy on sunny days. If you encounter continuous rainy weather, you only need to put some energy stones into the energy cabin.

Autonomous driving will strictly plan the route and don’t have to worry about the road conditions at all. They can stay in the car all day except for eating and going to the toilet.

They can live comfortably along the way. When they arrive in other cities, the limelight will not be so strong, and supplies will be much more convenient. At that time, they can stay in a hotel and decide what to do next.

Ruan Mobei thumped his abacus, and lifted He Songming's clothes. He was wearing a very low-key uniform, and the medal was in his chest pocket, facing his heart.

The electric baton was pinned to the waist, as if it had become a habit, and other firearms were placed under the bed. Inside was a large and heavy long box, which contained Ruan Mobei's favorite sniper gun.

On the way to exile, there must not be too many weapons.

Putting down the electric baton, Ruan Mobei patted the bed next to him, and said softly, "Come and rest."

This is an invitation.He Songming put away the driver's seat and walked over docilely. He still had a faint smell of blood on his body. When he was ambushing hyenas and bats in the vault, his sharp claws pierced the opponent's body.

There is a strict food chain among animals, even though they are both orcs, gray wolves don't think they are of the same kind.

His kind should also be wolves.

There was no place for him to wash his body, so He Songming carefully took off his stained clothes as much as possible, and carefully lay down next to Ruan Mobei.

The moonlight shines on him through the sunroof on the roof, and the blood in his veins seems to be boiling because of it, wanting to run, bite, and howl.

But He Songming held back, his animalization was still very high, and he would not disappear until the night of the full moon passed.The heavy wolf claws were gently placed on Ruan Mobei's hands, afraid that the sharp claws would hurt the fragile human skin, so they only touched them with the pads.

Ruan Mobei raised his hand and pressed the button, the skylight was closed, and the moonlight was blocked, which might make He Songming feel better.

This day was truly thrilling. Before this, Ruan Mobei had never imagined that he could be so fierce that he could deal with several highly animalized orcs with an electric baton and a pistol.

His marksmanship is very good, and his physical skills are also top-notch.

If He Songming is also a human being, the two of them will not necessarily win or lose when they face each other.

The medal on his chest had a strong sense of presence, he closed his eyes and tried to recall.

Perhaps that was the feat he had obtained, and it must have a very important meaning.

He didn't remember his father's appearance or name, his amazing marksmanship, the red-haired girl who always had a lively smile, that pig man who aroused his monstrous hatred...

He has forgotten too many important things.

The only clear one is He Songming.

This is the only certain existence in his chaotic world.

Even I started to explore all this because of him.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath and couldn't help opening his eyes. The face of the werewolf in front of him was close at hand, and the ear that he had bitten in his mouth many times stood up docilely.

He Songming was as handsome as ever, with a horizontal wound on the bridge of his nose, which may have been caused by some previous owner, and his amber eyes seemed to be shining, looking at him.

So affectionate.

Ruan Mobei finally couldn't bear it anymore, instead he held the werewolf's furry paws, propped himself up on his elbows, and kissed the werewolf's chapped lips lightly.

The curtains block everything outside, turning this side of the world into a private space exclusively for two people.

The moment the kiss fell, He Songming was stunned. He and Ruan Mobei had more intimate physical contact, but never had... a kiss.

This is... what does it mean?

Is that what he imagined?

Things that I never dared to imagine seemed to have happened.

The master's lips were very soft, just as he looked and imagined. The werewolf opened his eyes wide in a daze. The dim wall lamp illuminated the face of Ruan Mobei who was close at hand. his face.

It was a kiss that touches away, Ruan Mobei didn't go deeper, when they left, their lips were even dry.

"How long has it been since you drank water?" Ruan Mobei pressed the switch with his backhand, and the hidden compartment popped up. He took out a bottle of soda water from it and handed it to the werewolf who was still in a daze. You've had a hard day."

He Songming caught it dumbly, and screwed the bottle cap on instinct: "Master, drink first."

Ruan Mobei has already unscrewed another bottle. He is not a fragile existence who needs the bottle cap to be opened by the other party: "Why did you call me master all of a sudden?"

Xiaoxin was finally discovered. He Songming was nervous for a moment, and then tried to adjust his state. The light was dim, and the expression change on his face probably couldn't be seen clearly:

"In this situation, it seems inappropriate to call him a master. It is easy to expose. If you buy me, you will be my master."

"Let's change to another one." Ruan Mobei thought for a while, and it would be impossible for He Songming here to call him Ruan Ruan. The other party's concept of status is still deeply ingrained, and he has a kind of stupid loyalty to himself, "How about calling me Mr.?"

gentlemen.He Songming tasted it on the tip of his tongue. Different from titles such as master and master, which show ownership, the word sir seems to reveal more intimate intentions.

Master, he is... what do you mean?

He Songming tried desperately to tell himself not to think too much, but the voice in his heart refused to calm down, clamoring for him to rush forward and occupy the human beings that should not belong to him in front of him.

"...First, sir." He Songming's first yell was a bit difficult, as if he was shy, Ruan Mobei was very satisfied with the effect. In an ordinary title, there was a private, unknown emotion .

He raised the soda bottle, toasted He Songming, and drank most of it in one go.Not only was the werewolf too busy dealing with the enemy to eat and drink, so was he, who hadn't eaten a drop of water for several hours.

The water stored in the car is not enough, only enough for drinking. Washing has become a luxury. You have to wait until you go to other cities and stay in a hotel. Ruan Mobei simply rinsed his mouth, unfolded the quilt, and lay down.

Next to his pillow was the clothes that He Songming used to cover up his human smell, exuding the unique smell of werewolves, and Ruan Mobei didn't take it away. He Songming was lying on the other side of him. Now, he was just right To be surrounded by each other's smell.

The thrill subsided, and the exhaustion surged up. Ruan Mobei had no other thoughts at all. He just wanted to have a good rest. The appearance of the pig man made him physically and mentally exhausted. He was eager to know more answers.

The pig man said it was his inner demon, but didn't this world exist to collect soul fragments? How could there be a concretization of his inner demon?

And what does the image of a pig represent?Has he ever been bullied by a mutant pig over two meters tall and over 300 kilograms?

Amid endless doubts, Ruan Mobei fell asleep unknowingly.

He Songming witnessed the whole process of him falling into a deep sleep. The master seemed to be really tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, his breathing started to be steady and long.

The werewolf still clearly remembered the heroic appearance of humans in the vault a few hours ago.The trajectory of the electric baton is the best in the eyes of the beast, as if it has been accurately calculated, and it hits a specific position with the fastest speed and the most precise force.

The marksmanship is even more miraculous, and in an instant, the weapon of the hyena was abolished without hurting the orc by hitting the energy clip.

It turned out that the master was so powerful.

Mu Qiang in his animal instincts made He Songming unable to control his emotions. He approached cautiously, and lightly touched Ruan Mobei's cheek with the tip of his nose.

The burning blood on the night of the full moon makes every cell clamor for more intense stimulation. Tonight is destined to be sleepless. The werewolf silently looks at the sleeping face that is close at hand, suppresses all instincts, and guards quietly.

The moonlight was quiet, and the vehicle drove towards an unfamiliar city along the wide and uninhabited road.

The next day, as expected by Ruan Mobei, it rained.

The rain dilutes the smell left by the pigmen along the way. He Songming got out of the car and sniffed carefully, frowning tightly.

Ruan Mobei poked his head out of the car window: "If you can't find it, don't chase it first, go to the city and take a rest, just in time for some supplies."

The werewolf responded, and answered the car again, and the autopilot guided the car to the city along the most unobstructed road.

The raindrops fell on the car window, and the wind carried damp water vapor, washing away the dull smell in the car. Ruan Mobei sat by the window in a daze for a while, still holding the electric baton, unconsciously pressing it in the palm of his hand. Play around.

He Songming opened the driver's seat and looked back. After the full moon night was over, he finally felt much better. The clamoring instinct in his soul quieted down, allowing reason to occupy more places in his brain.

Recalling everything last night, he was still surprised that the master actually... kissed him on his own initiative.

Now the two of them have to rely on each other to go on.

Compared with the central city of the rebellion, another city hundreds of kilometers away also had an uprising, and most of the humans hid in their rooms, waiting for the federal army to suppress it.

Most of the shops run by humans were damaged, and the safe ones were closed, with thick explosion-proof panels on the outside of the windows.

He Songming found a hotel run by orcs, and Ruan Mobei followed him to register at the front desk.

At this juncture, the front desk saw that Ruan Mobei was a human being, and was reluctant to arrange a room for the two of them. He Songming looked back at Ruan Mobei, and summoned up his courage: "This is my partner."

Not all humans treat orcs with discriminatory and oppressive means, and many humans are willing to form partners with orcs. The orc front desk is skeptical. It sniffs and notices the strong werewolf smell on Ruan Mobei, dispelling its doubts.

As the former city lord, what Ruan Mobei needed most was all kinds of false identities. He successfully registered and received the key card.

The room was on the third floor, and the two entered the room carrying a simple small suitcase with nothing in it.

There was a faint smell left by other orcs in the room. He Songming frowned and opened the window to ventilate, trying to get rid of the slight smell as soon as possible.Ruan Mobei didn't mind, he couldn't smell the slight difference in the smell in the air at all.

"I'm going to buy some clothes."

He came out in a hurry and didn't have time to bring a change of clothes. He Songming handed the key card to Ruan Mobei and said, "Sir, please be careful when you are alone."

"Don't worry." Ruan Mobei took off the electric baton from his waist, threw it on the bed, unbuttoned his jacket, and said lazily, "If someone really comes to make things difficult for me, they should be the ones who should pay attention to safety."

Having seen Ruan Mobei's strength, the werewolf should be at ease, but he still rubbed his own strong scent at the door, telling all the orcs passing by that this room belonged to him, and then left without turning his head.

Ruan Mobei locked the door behind him and went to take a shower first. Yesterday he was covered in sweat and smell of gunpowder smoke. He didn't even have to change his clothes, so he fell asleep with He Songming in the car. Even if his sense of smell is not as good as that of a werewolf, he You can feel that the smell on your body is definitely not wonderful.

The water temperature was just right, there was no such thing as a bathtub in the small hotel, Ruan Mobei washed himself from head to toe with their bath products, before buying new clothes, he wrapped himself in a towel, went back to the bed and sat waiting.

He was playing with the medal in his hand, the electric baton was at his feet, and there was a disassembled gun in the suitcase by the wall.

These are things that give him a sense of security.

He Songming had been out for a long time this trip, and Ruan Mobei's hair had dried naturally before he heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. He immediately recognized that it belonged to He Songming, got up and walked to the door, waiting for the footsteps. It is only when you stop outside a door that you open it.

He Songming was raising a hand, ready to knock on the door.

"came back."

Ruan Mobei's casual words made the werewolf suddenly feel at home, as if the two of them were really a couple, he hummed lightly, and entered the room with the big bags he bought.

In addition to a change of clothes, He Songming also bought some toiletries, which will be used in the car. Drinks and food also need to be replenished, and there are two big bags here and there.

Ruan Mobei took off a set of clothes and changed them on, and said to He Songming, "You go take a shower too, and I'll clean it up here."

The werewolf nodded: "Then I'm going to trouble the Lord... sir."

"What's the trouble, I'm no longer your master now." Ruan Mobei took out all the things in the bag, sorted them separately, and put the things that need to be brought into the car into the suitcase.

He Songming went to take a bath, and the smell left by Ruan Mobei remained in the bathroom. Ruan Mobei's changed clothes were on the stool beside him, and he hadn't had time to wash them yet.

The werewolf's eyes couldn't help but stick to it, and he reached out his hand and picked up the pair of pants in a mysterious way.

He Songming buried his face in the soft cloth and took a deep breath.

In He Songming's eyes, Ruan Mobei's not-so-good smell became a potion that cheered him up. Ruan Mobei, who was a door away, was still packing his things, probably in a good mood, humming softly.

He Songming couldn't imagine how the owner would react if he knew what he was doing in the bathroom. He stood under the shower clutching the pair of thin pants tightly, and suddenly, another piece of fabric fell out.

This is……

Even the darker wheat color of the skin couldn't stop the redness on the werewolf's face. He leaned over to pick it up, adjusted the water temperature to the coldest, and splashed the cold water on his body, but it couldn't extinguish the flames that ignited deep in the blood vessels. .

He Songming is no longer a wolf who can only clumsily seduce and is unfamiliar with everything more than a dozen days ago. Sharing the same bed every night has taught him many things.

He was sure that under the cover of the sound of water, Ruan Mobei could not notice the movement in the bathroom, and for the first time in his life, the wolf became bold.