[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Arthur entered the territory of vampires for the first time, but it was not as scary and dark as he imagined.

The pastor said that vampires like to use human bones as seats and corpse oil as candles to illuminate the decorations in front of the tomb. The castle they live in is dilapidated and dark, full of cold green creepers.

But what he saw now was the gray castle with the silver moon as the background, and in the courtyard surrounded by stone walls, there were still large patches of red roses planted, and the flower branches swayed gently when the night wind blew.

Mo Qi pushed open the small door in the low stone wall, walked up the stone brick path, then turned around and said to Arthur who was smelling the fragrance of flowers, "Welcome to Bartlett."

Arthur thanked him, then sniffled again, and said strangely: "This scent is a bit familiar."

Mo Qi responded perfunctorily, then turned around and continued walking towards the castle.

Arthur stopped where he was and looked at his back, his fair face suddenly turned red.

The scent of roses was exactly the same as his body, so it was no wonder he felt so familiar.

When Mo Qi arrived at the gate of the castle, before he could put his fingerprint on it, the gate opened by himself from the inside.

Randall led two rows of neatly dressed servants, saluted him respectfully, and said, "Your Highness, welcome back."

"How's your family doing?"

"Everything is fine, Your Highness. Carter and Bruce sent over the ledger and title deed a few days ago, and they are waiting for His Highness to look over it, and all Rochester's real estate has been credited to the family." Randall reported quickly and methodically.

Mo Qi nodded, and greeted Arthur who was still outside the door, "Come in, Arthur."

Arthur, who was still carrying his mother behind his back, and Randall, who looked up in surprise, looked at each other, and their faces suddenly looked bad.

"It turns out that Master Arthur is back." Randall was very gentle and amiable, "How will His Highness arrange for Master Arthur?"

"Stinky vampire, I don't want you to worry about it!" Arthur was very angry when he saw his hypocrisy.

Mo Qi frowned and looked at Arthur, "Arthur, don't forget that you are also a vampire!"

Arthur curled his lips and fell silent.

Randall stepped back with his head down, and said with some disappointment, "I think maybe Master Arthur misunderstood me before."

"That's enough," Mo Qi sensed that there was something wrong between them, "Randall, explain to me why Arthur was discovered by the Holy See, and Arthur, don't show up again in the future." A human posture, you are now a vampire, don't let me hear the slur of vampire again."

After several days of running around, Mo Qi was really a little tired. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards his room.

Randall looked at the figure of his master leaving, and felt a little annoyed that he had offended him. He turned around, looked at Arthur who was still staring blankly at Mo Qi's back, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with some disdain: "Then, Come with me, Master Arthur."

Arthur snorted, then followed Randall's pace.

Mo Qi squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and pushed open the door of the room a little tiredly.

And then -- I was taken aback by everything in the house.

The room is full of burning candles, arranged neatly and orderly in rows, like tiny shining stars.On the big bed in the center of the room, the dark purple bed curtain was tied on both sides by golden ropes, exposing the naked body lying on it.This is an extremely handsome man, with his eyes closed, curled up in the middle of the big bed, his beautiful long silver hair is scattered randomly on the dark sheets, winding out attractive arcs.

This person is a bit like the guy who tried to play with shame a few days ago.

Mo Qi walked over hesitantly, and as soon as he got to the bed, scarlet petals sprinkled all over him.

"Huh?" Someone who was sleeping on the bed woke up.

With a dark face, Mo Qi gritted her teeth and asked, "What's going on?"

Some unconscious people sat up, pulled Mo Qi down very naturally, then kissed the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you still like this surprise?"

Mo Qi was speechless, "Don't tell me that your surprise refers to the room full of candles and you sleeping naked."

Feng sat on the bed, pointed to the rose petals on his body with an innocent expression, and said, "There are still roses."

Mo Qi raised her forehead, "I remember that I haven't forgiven you yet."

Feng blinked, then suddenly straightened up and tore off the golden rope beside the bed curtain.

Mo Qi took a step back vigilantly, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Feng didn't answer, but lowered his head and wrapped the golden rope around his hands and feet a few times, successfully demonstrating for Mo Qi how to tie himself up.

"The gift has been tied up, master please sign for it." The cover face said solemnly.

Mo Qi couldn't laugh or cry, "You want to give me yourself?"

Feng nodded.

Mo Qi smiled helplessly, and the anger in his heart dissipated. He climbed onto the bed, and while untying the knots on Feng's hands and feet, he muttered a few words: "It's outdated to light candles and sprinkle roses, you should go and see other people How do you pursue your lover?"

Feng didn't respond, and asked him back: "Do you like this gift?"

His pure red eyes looked quite beautiful under the light of the orange candlelight. Mo Qi looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss her, saying, "I like it."

Feng Wan curled his mouth, then broke free from the rope, pressed onto Mo Qi, and said with some complacency, "Then I'm going to start unwrapping the presents too."

"Hey, when!"

Just now it was obviously Feng who sent him here as a gift, why is it now that he is a gift again?

Feng Qin kissed the tip of his ear that was red because of sensitivity, and breathed into his ear: "When you say you like me, you are also my gift."

Mo Qi curled up her toes so itchy, her whole body felt weak, and she retorted in an unsteady voice: "When did I become your gift? You're just talking nonsense."

Feng Qinqin, who had been almost stripped clean by him, tied a bowknot around his neck with a golden rope that resembled Mo Qi's hair color, and added: "When you were in the grassland that day, you said you would send I have a gift, and the gift I want most - is you."

Mo Qi blushed and wanted to avoid his kiss, but in the end there was no way to hide.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, the night wind lingers with roses, and it is another night of desolation (ei) Tang (pi) wind (ei) and flow (lian).

When Mo Qi woke up the next day, it was almost dusk outside the castle.

He was woken up, and the orderly voices came from the hall downstairs, grabbing him abruptly from his sleep.After waking up like this, Mo Qi couldn't fall asleep even if he turned over again, because he was blocked all night last night, so he was not in a good mood, so he put on his pajamas and prepared to go down to train others, but when he reached the corner of the stairs, someone exclaimed After saying "Your Highness", Mo Qi's sleepy look fell into the eyes of all the people who looked over.

With dark circles under the eyes, listless spirits, and strawberries reaching the back of the ears, the people present knew what had happened at the first sight, and then contacted the legendary anecdote and the ancestor sitting on the stage, everything became clear.

Although the appearance of the male god is really delicious, no one dares to compete with the ancestor.Everyone looked away in unison, not daring to look any further.

Mo Qi was completely awake now, he glared at Feng on the stage, then turned around and prepared to go back to his room.

Feng Ziran followed closely behind. Anyway, what should be explained has already been explained, and these people below are not stupid, they naturally know what to do.

After Mo Qi changed her clothes, Feng Bian pushed the door open and entered.

Before Mo Qi could ask, Feng took the initiative to explain: "I called them here for two reasons."

"what's up?"

"One is to remind them of the actions of the Holy See, and the other is to let them find something for me."

Mo Qi looked back at him, and asked him what it was.

It shouldn't be something simple that the feudal people can find.

Feng didn't hide anything, and said directly: "The power structure of this world is somewhat similar to that of the source world. I need to find something to enhance your soul power and smuggle you into my world."

Mo Qi was stunned, "Your world?"

Feng nodded, walked over and hugged Mo Qi, "I want you to meet the real me, which is me."

Mo Qi hesitated, "But when I come to your world, won't I be replaced by my 'self'?"

Feng looked serious, and said with certainty: "That's why I asked them to find something that can enhance your soul power. If you increase your power, you don't have to worry about being replaced by your 'self'. On the contrary, you may replace you." 'I am'."

"Replacing the 'self'? Is there really such a powerful thing in this world?" How powerful is that thing that can make the self in the small world replace the self in the source world.

Feng kissed him on the forehead, and didn't say that it was a sacred object of the Holy See, but just to reassure Mo Qi.

Many things happened during this period. Arthur's mother died of illness during the season change, and the Holy See declared war on the Blood Race because of the death of a cardinal named Corrick Sidney.

Feng did not back down, and directly responded to the Holy See's declaration of war, and launched a pre-emptive attack on the Holy See.

This war has been fought for decades, because the number of people is too small, even if the blood race has the advantage of physical condition, they have to spend so many years with the Holy See.

But under Feng's command, they finally broke into the holy city of the Holy See on a winter night and obtained their holy objects.

When Feng put the golden wine glass in front of Mo Qi, both of them were a little excited to varying degrees.

If it works this time, they might be able to be together for real, forever.

But in the middle of the soul strengthening ceremony, Mo Qi suddenly vomited a blood clot, and then, his brain hurt like a blunt blow, and a severe tearing feeling came from the depths of Mo Qi's soul, he couldn't help it Howling in pain, like a seriously injured beast.

Feng can only hug him vigorously, comfort him, and prevent him from hurting himself.Because this level of strengthening the soul is indeed painful.

But the reality was far from what he had expected. Mo Qi began to vomit blood non-stop, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his whole body was as pale as a piece of white paper, completely lifeless.

"Feng, that's not right! This...not right, my soul seems to be torn apart!" Mo Qi finished speaking intermittently, and then couldn't help but started howling again.

Hearing these words, Feng couldn't help but start to break out in a cold sweat. He divided his mind to investigate Mo Qi's situation, and found that Mo Qi's soul was indeed being split, but at the same time he was growing stronger.

"How could it be!" At this moment, the always calm Feng couldn't help but lose his mind.

At this moment, Arthur suddenly led a man in a black cloak to rush in. Seeing their distressed appearance, Arthur smiled.

"Does it hurt, both?" Arthur asked.After decades of growth, his eyes are not as clear as before.

Feng shouted, "Get out!"

The man in the black cloak pulled back the hood, revealing a face full of scars, "Dear ancestor, Your Highness, long time no see."

Mo Qi was so painful that his eyes turned black from time to time, but he could still clearly see that the man in the black cloak was Daeron, who had been exiled for a long time!

"Dai... Dai Lun!" Mo Qi called out his name tremblingly.

Dai Lun blinked, as if he was very satisfied with Mo Qi's painful appearance, "Your Highness, I cast a curse on it to expel souls, are you back now?"

"For decades, I have been imprisoned in the Holy See. Several times I wanted to commit suicide in desperation, but when I learned that you need a sacred object that strengthens your soul, I swore to myself that I must kill the demon that later took your body. Expulsion!" Daeron's eyes were full of fanaticism, "Now my Highness should be back soon, right?"

"It turned out to be you!" Feng rushed over angrily, tearing Dai Lun to pieces in a few strokes.

When he was about to attack Arthur, he was stopped by Mo Qi.

"Ah... Arthur, I want to ask why you want to do this...to me like this!" Mo Qi suppressed the pain forcefully, biting the skin of her mouth, but insisted on asking her doubts.

Arthur smiled, not caring at all that his companion was torn apart, "I just want to destroy something that doesn't belong to me, just like I killed my mother with my own hands..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng pulled his neck bone aside in a rage and broke his head.

In the bedroom, it was so quiet again that only Mo Qi's howling was left.

Feng walked over, knelt and hugged Mo Qi, who was rolling in pain, and said with tears all over his face, "I'm the one who underestimated you!"

Mo Qi could no longer hear him clearly, he suddenly felt that he was the split one, and suddenly felt that he was the other, and he was a little confused.

"That bastard wanted to expel your soul, but he didn't expect that when you came here, you were combined with the 'little you' of this world. That curse can only divide your soul, it can't expel it at all. But I ignored it!" Feng stroked the back of Mo Qi's head, feeling his every twitch with distress.

"I might have to break my promise, my Ah Qi." Feng lowered his head and pressed a pityful kiss on Mo Qi's forehead, then stretched out his hand to cover Mo Qi's head, exercising the power of so many worlds he had experienced Stitching the soul for Mo Qi.

For a moment, many, many memories flashed through Mo Qi's mind, like a revolving lantern, he saw himself in many worlds, and in each world, he met Feng, they kept falling in love and separated, and in Feng's memory Here, as well as the pain and despair of sealing a person every time he leaves.

It turns out that they really loved each other for so many lifetimes--

"Mo Qi, would you like to be with me?"

After bearing so many memories, his final request was still as simple as that.

"Feng, we must always, always be together." So, please don't do things for me that I can't undo.

"Okay." A light kiss fell on Mo Qi's lips, "Your soul will be repaired by me, and my memory will be recalled by you."

"Farewell, Yuan World, my Ah Qi."

Mo Qi's soul was finally repaired, and the passage leading to the source world was opened with the last strength.

And he, after exhausting his strength, turned into a white light and rushed into the passage.

Mo Qi opened her eyes, and found that the place she was in was completely different - he came to the lover's world.