[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

In the early morning, the soft sunlight shines in all directions, and the earth gradually wakes up.

Over a certain silver-covered forest, an agile figure stepped lightly on the tip of a big tree, causing the birds on the tree to startle.

Mo Qi flapped his wings, curved his lips into a smile, and walked past the treetops with a little complacency. Occasionally, the treetops caught the corner of his clothes, and soon let go unnaturally because of his departure.

After flying around the forest, Mo Qi sweated a little on his forehead. He landed on the stone wall of the castle, folded his huge black wings, and the cool breeze from the forest raised his smooth light golden hair. Mo Qi narrowed her eyes with a cat-like expression on her face. Behind him, the gentle morning light quietly dyed the corners of his clothes.

In the dark castle, Randall Rochester walked to the window with red wine, shaking the red wine in his hand a little disturbedly, thinking about the proposal of Patriarch Carter at the banquet yesterday, he took a sip of the red wine without taste.If Carter really intends to annex Bartlett, then he can't fall behind. Although Rochester used to be Bartlett's retainer, they have become completely independent over the years and no longer need to be attached to Bartlett. However, he couldn't help but care about the curse.

The more Randall thought about it, the more upset he became. He stretched out his hand and opened the heavy curtains, wanting to see the territory that was about to be annexed.

It was just a coincidence that Randall first saw the person who was favored by the sun on the gray low stone wall.

And this one glance made him unable to look away.

Human beings are burdened with the original sin of greed, and vampires are no exception.They are jealous and even want to destroy what they cannot have.

But Randall, who has always been jealous, couldn't afford to be half-destroyed this time.

The man in the morning light seems to be placed in a brightly colored oil painting. He was born to be the darling of this world. He has the sunshine, the most beautiful appearance in the world, and all the beauty that people desire. The inherent nobility and alienation are as perfect as the person in the painting, and no one else has the slightest chance to get close.

Mo Qi blew the wind for a while, feeling some itchiness in his back, he turned his head, and the golden morning sun kindly hit his side face, Mo Qi was dazzled by the sun, he hurried down the wall to avoid the sun Unexpectedly, someone in the castle was amazed by his movements for a moment, and then frantically chased his figure with his eyes.

Randall searched for a while, only to realize that he really couldn't find that person.He stared at that stone wall with infinite wistfulness, and a tantalizing expectation arose in his heart.

If he could see that beauty again, he would definitely offer the best sacrifice to Satan during the New Year Festival.

Mo Qi's nose was a little itchy, but he didn't sneeze. He touched his nose, wondering if his health had deteriorated due to too much sun exposure.He thought about it for a while, and then felt that he was really bored, so he strode to the main gate of the castle, pressed his fingerprints, and opened the gate.

The castle was very quiet and dark. Mo Qi took advantage of the early morning sunlight to see the scene inside the house clearly. What surprised him was that even though he was not at home, the inside of the castle was as messy and messy as if a banquet had been held. .And the servants belonging to the Bartlett family were nowhere to be seen at this moment, as if they had no intention of welcoming their master at all.But thinking about it carefully, it is conceivable that Bartlett Castle lost its master and butler, and the order was unstable.

Mo Qi walked into the hall, and accidentally kicked several human corpses that had been drained of blood with her booted feet. Mo Qi frowned, feeling extremely surprised.

Although the servants of the Bartlett family were not very loyal to Morrie, they were not so bold as to commit suicide in the castle.

At this moment, a woman's groan came from the dance floor in the hall. Mo Qi walked over, but before she could make a sound, the woman suddenly let out a pleasant scream, and then fell silent.

Mo Qi took a closer look and found two people on the dark dance floor.

One is a woman with her upper body naked, and the other is a male vampire holding her neck and piercing her fangs.

The vampire was handsome in appearance, but his movements were a bit rough, as if he were an unrefined glutton.

Mo Qi didn't slow down her footsteps, and the vampire quickly cast her eyes on him, without letting loose the woman's neck.

"Who are you?" He asked vaguely, some cloudy red eyes stuck to Mo Qi's body without blinking.

Mo Qi looked at him coldly, with a very rude expression, "Master."

"Huh?" The vampire let go of his mouth, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"Master of Bartlett Castle." Mo Qi said lightly.

The vampire gave a strange "huh", then looked at Mo Qi with an expression of "I understand", and said: "You are some little guy who broke in without knowing the reason, brother, tell you, this is Bartlett The castle is right, but it will become the territory of Carter and my family in a few days, you don’t have to pretend to be that useless prince, if you want a castle, my brother will give you one, of course—” The speaker narrowed his eyes and smiled A bit obscene and obscene, "Before that, you have to spend a few days with your brother."

Mo Qi laughed angrily. The person in front of him is probably the Jon Bruce who molested the protagonist in the original plot. He is a small giant among the three giants of the nine big families. He is famous for gluttony and lust. Together with the Carter family, they successfully annexed many of Bartlett's territories.Although he didn't know why he appeared here, Mo Qi felt that now he had to give Bruce a good look.

Jon originally thought that the beauty in front of him would fall into his arms most of the time, but he didn't expect that it was not the beauty's body, but a slap in the face.

The face was slapped properly, hard and fast, before Jon had time to react, a red handprint was thrown on his face.As for the "living people" present, besides him, the only one was Mo Qi who was standing ten meters away.

Jon was stunned for a moment, stroking his cheek with his hand, looking at Mo Qi with a strange look in his eyes.

"Do you know who I am, that you dare to hit me!?"

"Jon Bruce, one of the Big Three of trash."

One of the big three garbage who came after hearing the sound - Randall Rochester was shot while lying down.

Jon said "You..." and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, but he has never been a person who can please his tongue. Soon he adjusted his state and was ready to personally capture Mo Qi .

Mo Qi didn't pay much attention to the third-generation Jon, as soon as he released his coercion, the rushing Jon knelt down one step away from Mo Qi like a heavy hammer.

Randall was extremely surprised. Because he was far away, he was far less coerced than Jon, who was about to attack the second generation, but for a moment, his knees were almost on the verge of kneeling.

"How... how come! Who are you!!" Jon's whole body seemed to be suppressed, and he couldn't even lift his head. There was nothing on his back, but there was an aura that came out of nowhere and made him unable to move. , He was terrified, deeply afraid that Mo Qi, who was standing in front of him, would suddenly stab him again.

Mo Qi ignored his question. For him, he had already revealed his identity just now, so he didn't need to waste any more words. He turned around and before he went upstairs, Mo Qi suddenly found a person with bright eyes on the stairs. staring at himself.

"See my lord!" Randall knelt down on the stairs, respectfully like the most loyal knight.

Mo Qi responded, and couldn't help correcting: "You should call me Your Highness."

Randall looked up, not understanding what he meant.

Mo Qi didn't speak any more, he put his airs on his head and looked straight ahead, passed Randall with his long legs, and went to his room.

As the air floated, Randall, who fell behind, seemed to smell the fragrance of roses under the moonlit night.