[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

A round of fiery red sun hangs over the vast plain, and the tepid sunlight evaporates the water droplets on the green grass into hot and humid water vapor.

In this humid and sweltering environment, a man in a cloak hurriedly walked among the grass.He wore a mask on his face, and almost no skin on his body was exposed to the sun.

He seems to be very purposeful, and has been walking in a fixed direction since he set foot on this grassland.

Several times on the way, he encountered terrifying beasts, but each time they ran away whining before he could get close.His breath seemed to frighten the beasts.

After several hours of rushing, the man finally arrived at his destination before noon.

This is an ancient cemetery, and the dilapidated ruined stone walls form a semicircle, enclosing the slightly raised red soil in the center.The dark red as black inverted cross is inserted into the soil, which is a symbol of thinness and absoluteness.

The person sleeping here is the ancestor of the blood race, and the person the man wants to find.

The man looked at the reverse cross, his eyes filled with bloody and fanatical light.

Blood!Blood!The blood of the ancestors!

As long as he drinks a bottle, he can step up and become the second generation. At that time, he, Daeron, can return to Bartlett and return to his master's side!And the master will only rely on himself!

Daelen just thought about it for a while, and felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling like magma.

He suppressed the heat in his heart, poured the potion prepared in advance around the cemetery, and then activated the magic power according to the method of the Holy See of Light. The watered scarlet soil will automatically separate to the two sides, revealing the deep coffin, Daeron Staring intently at the coffin, as if he had already seen his own bright future, he lifted his cloak and jumped down into the deep pit. Regardless of the instant redness and swelling of his skin exposed to the sun, he just caressed the lines on the coffin fascinatedly.The pattern of the ancestor's coffin is exactly the same as that of the Bartlett family's coffin belonging to the prince. They are all delicate and lingering enchanting flower branches. Those flower branches converge on the top of the coffin, forming a huge delicate rose. The beauty with long hair exudes a mysterious and attractive beauty.

Daelon didn't dare to open the coffin rashly. Although the ancestor hadn't woken up for thousands of years, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't wake him up when he opened the coffin.

He thought for a while, handed him the blood clan secret work, and sprinkled the potion that was said to deplete the power of the ancestors on the coffin, and then chanted a spell, just before he was about to reach out to open the coffin, but when he was about to touch the coffin, those who sprinkled it The potion that went up suddenly emitted violent light power, which dissolved half of the coffin containing the strong dark power. Daeron jumped away in panic, but a piece of flesh on his face still fell off due to the strong light power.

It hurts!But he is more concerned about the ancestor in the coffin. If the ancestor who is so close to the potion is also dissolved, he will not only become a sinner of the whole blood family, but also lose the qualification to return to his master!

He peeped into the coffin through the big melting hole, only to find that the coffin inside had disappeared!

The ancestor's coffin is missing...

Looking at the deep pit, Dai Lun was filled with unwillingness. In order not to be discovered by the blood guards, he deliberately chose to come to the Holy Land during the daytime, but he did not expect that the success would still fall short.But where is the ancestor's coffin?

Just when he was puzzled, not far away under the scorching sun, guards in pure white uniforms hurried towards this side with silver weapons.

A conspiracy against the blood race has just begun!

In the middle of the prairie, by the lake, Mo Qi stared at the corpse that seemed to be ripe under her feet, dumbfounded.

No one would believe that this corpse with red and white skin like boiled pork was the lover who had just kissed his forehead.

Mo Qi looked at his swollen and red and white skin, no matter how much he wanted to cry, he couldn't help but hold back the tears. After so many partings, only this world, sealed to death, made him want to cry and laugh at the same time.

This kind of death is really special. It is unlucky and stupid to swim in the lake and get steamed. If it were someone else, Mo Qi would definitely laugh out loud on the spot.But now the person who experiences such a death is his seal, his lover.

While holding back her laughter, Mo Qi wanted to cry at the same time, feeling really uncomfortable in her heart.

At the same time, because of this, his expression looked very ferocious. If others saw his look, they might think that he wanted to eat the cooked corpse.

At this moment, his left earlobe started to heat up, and when Mo Qi touched it, it was Yu Po.

It is rare for Yu Po to have a fever, but Mo Qi is sure that the change of Yu Po must be related to Feng Feng.Therefore, in the most optimistic way, Feng should not be dead now, and it is very likely that he has returned to his most suitable body in this world.

Looking at the familiar corpse, Mo Qi finally couldn't help laughing. If it was intentional, Feng would be too weird.

Fortunately, Feng didn't leave this world the day after their reunion.

While feeling lucky, Mo Qi kept sensing Feng's specific position while holding her earlobe.

After going around the lake several times, he finally confirmed that Feng was in this lake.Perhaps the boiling and earthquake just now were also related to Feng.

Mo Qi tilted her head and thought for a while, then took off her coat and shoes and jumped into the water.

The exquisite white shirt stuck to Mo Qi's body as soon as it came into contact with water. Mo Qi tugged and pulled out the shirt tucked into his trousers. The white corners of the shirt were rippling in the blue waves, like a naughty white fish.Mo Qi pulled off the cuff buttons again, brushed the corner of his clothes, and plunged into the water. The lake water was very clear, but it still hurt a little when he opened his eyes. Mo Qi resisted not closing his eyes, and focused on searching under the water The lover's whereabouts.But the bottom of the lake was too big, he swam for a long time without finding his lover, but fortunately, vampires don't need much air, otherwise Mo Qi might have suffocated to death.But at the same time, he didn't find anything.

The camouflage on his face had already lost its effect when exposed to water, revealing his original astonishing appearance.The sun shines faintly into the bottom of the water through the turquoise water waves. His light golden hair fluctuates in the water like green algae. His smooth skin is still dazzlingly white under the indifferent sunlight. The emerald green eyes had also turned red at some point, as beautiful as the brightest red coral.

After searching another area, Mo Qi was about to go up to take a breath, but when he turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an extremely handsome man not far from him.

The man with silver hair and blood pupils was dressed in extremely old aristocratic attire, and his eyes were staring straight at him with those blood-red pupils.

Startled by that look, Mo Qi accidentally poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, and the water suddenly rushed into his nasal cavity, completely disrupting his breathing. He hurriedly swam his body to float up to take a good rest.

But when he just came out of the water and coughed for a while, before he recovered completely, he was pulled down into the water again by a force.

Before Mo Qi could open her eyes, someone bit her lips hard.The other party uses both lips and teeth, wandering around the corners of his lips for a while, and licking them fiercely for a while, because in the water, in order to avoid the infiltration of the lake water, the two of them do not leave any extra space when they kiss deeply. Capture everything, if you want to be lingering, leave no distance, even go straight to the throat.This kind of ferocious pro-law made Mo Qi doubt whether he was going to be bitten hard in the next second every time Mo Qi was probed in. The other party's violence made him feel that he was going to eat him whole.While he couldn't help being afraid, he couldn't help trembling at this wild and ferocious rhythm.

"Aha~" Mo Qi finally couldn't help moaning, he pushed the other person away, wanting to slow down the overwhelming pleasure, but just as he got out of the water, he was chased and kissed from the back again.

"Don't kiss anymore, I feel a little uncomfortable..." Mo Qi couldn't help but trembling and said, the other party's tongue penetrated through the wet shirt, and licked his sensitive back, the pleasure ♂ rushed from the toes to the At the back of his head, he couldn't help curling his toes.

Someone sticking behind him chuckled, his voice tinged with eroticism was hoarse and magnetic, "Why, who asked me to change into a healthy body and take a good test ♂ before?"

Mo Qi turned around and punched him, but because he was too emotional, the force of his fist was as gentle as flirting, he blushed, and said in an unsteady voice: "That's not now!?"

Feng grasped the fist he had punched, lowered his head and kissed, his blood-red eyes were full of touching warmth, "Then when?"

Looking at his incomparably handsome appearance, Mo Qi suddenly felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He turned his eyes away and said awkwardly: "Anyway, I don't like being in the water."

"Oh, why?" Feng asked intentionally, "Could it be because of that time?"

Mo Qi turned her head and gave him a fierce look, "What are you talking about!"

Feng lowered his head, long silver hair sticking wetly to Mo Qi's face, and said in a desolate manner: "Then what should I do, I really liked that time!"

Mo Qi's ears turned red.

"As soon as I think of your wet and warm response to me, I can't help hugging you, and..." Feng gently stroked Mo Qi's back with his hand, watching with satisfaction that the white and tender skin under the thin shirt turned red, "You are still so easy to leave a mark now, I really want to stamp a seal on it."

"Gai...what kind of stamp!" Mo Qi cursed with a blushing face, not daring to look at him.

Feng laughed, and whispered in Mo Qi's ear, "Do you mean that you want to be stamped by me..."

"Who, who thought!"

Feng followed and asked, "Yes, who would think so?"

Mo Qi snorted.

Feng Xiao asked himself and answered, "It should be me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he licked Mo Qi's neck, and then took a bite hard and hard.

Mo Qi hissed and wanted to push Feng away, but when he touched it, Feng changed it into a hug gesture.

With one movement, the two hugged each other stickily.

Feng pressed Mo Qi's back, let go of his mouth, and watched with satisfaction that Mo Qi's porcelain-like skin was stained with dark red marks.

"It looks like a good match for you." Feng said.

Mo Qi raised her hand and touched the sore spot on her neck, raised her head and gave him a white look, and said, "Why didn't you say that you are a good match?"

Feng pondered for a while, then nodded affirmatively, "Well, you and I are very suitable."

Mo Qi blushed instantly from the base of her neck to her face.

Feng patted Mo Qi's head, kissed her forehead intimately, and said: "My child is born to be my spouse, so you are born to be a pair with me, you know?"

Mo Qi was dumbfounded. He digested for a long time, then raised his head numbly, and asked, "What are you talking about!?"

Feng smiled maliciously, and then said: "I am your father, dear Mo Qi."