[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Today seemed to be different from usual, as soon as Bai Mo opened his eyes, he noticed that the stickiness in the air had eased a lot.

He got out of bed and moved his joints, and the feeling of relaxation he hadn't felt for a long time made his mood better.

Bai Mo habitually closed his eyes to perceive everything around him, but he froze in place the next moment.

Too quiet.

Goats and lions who are too bored on weekdays will occasionally take a walk near the palace, or fight over a word or a piece of biscuit, but the snake never participates in it, it likes to hide in dark corners, silently Little voice.But no matter what, they have never been more than a hundred meters away from Bai Mo for such a long time, and Bai Mo can easily capture their location.

But now...

There was no sound around, and a needle could be heard.

The overly keen sense of hearing allowed Bai Mo to know what was happening within a certain range. Apart from the three guys living in his room, there were still many monsters in the castle.And the life activities that have always been in this range seem to have disappeared, and it is so quiet that people feel palpitations.

Bai Mo opened his eyes and looked out the window, his eyes were solemn like never before.

It was still dark outside, with a light purple moon hanging in the sky, but Bai Mo always felt that something was wrong.

He raised his hand tentatively and stretched out the window.

really.

There should have been a strong restriction there, but Bai Mo still remembered a string of characters that immediately appeared in shape after accidentally touching it.With just a quick glance, I saw at least three layers of restrictions on the outside of this room.The outermost and innermost layers are used to protect the defense, while those placed in the middle are all advanced attack spells. Once the protective layer is damaged, those extremely energetic spells will start to attack indiscriminately.

Anyone who wants to enter by force, or anyone who wants to leave here by force, has only one dead end.

Bai Mo realized then that the king would rather kill him than let him leave here.

Really ruthless.

He stayed for an inexplicable idea, but ended up being locked up, and the instigator never appeared.

He looked out the window and smiled.

I don't know why the ban disappeared completely, but this just happened to be convenient for him.

With a thought in his mind, Bai Mo felt heat coming from his shoulder blades, and a pair of bat wings pierced his nightgown and stretched out in the air.

The blood-red bat wings are broad and powerful, with a thin film of flesh covering the wing bones, on which are painted swirl-like patterns. If you look closely, you will find that each line is actually composed of characters.

The bat wings flapped, and those characters crawled as if they were alive.

The rotation speed of the vortex gradually increased, and a layer of light green light film covered Bai Mo's body to isolate the viscous magic power in hell. At the same time, the moonlight filtered by the light film turned into pure silvery white, shining on Bai Mo When Mo was on his body, he could feel the full power of the moonlight, and his whole body was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Without the slightest hesitation, the blood race flapped its wings and flew away from the tyrant's palace.

The human world is not peaceful.

Light and darkness have always coexisted and coexisted. The two are opposed to each other, but they cannot completely eliminate each other. The past experience of thousands of years has made everyone know this, and they also understand that all they can do is to keep it. balance.

Balance is peace.

However, there will always be arrogant people who try to show their own existence in vain. They have ambitions but are ignorant, and this state was suddenly broken seven years ago. The hard-won peace in the human world is very fragile, and they cannot resist such a big impact. .

Seven years ago, the blood family who had been reclusive for a long time was hit hard, and the third-generation blood family Methuselah had to show up.With the appearance of nine Methuselahs, several clans that had been suppressed for a long time stopped hiding and began to hunt and kill humans in large numbers.

The Blood Hunting Guild responded immediately.The guild spent a lot of money, dispatched all the high-level blood hunters stationed, and at the same time issued a large amount of rewards to call blood hunter mercenaries from all over the world to go to the blood clan's hideout to strangle them.

It's just that they still underestimated the power of the blood race.

Six of the twelve SS-level blood hunters died, four were seriously injured, and the other two disappeared before and after the war.The remaining S-level and AAA-level blood hunters had more than [-] deaths, and the number of casualties below the AA level could not be counted.

What made the guild leaders feel desperate and panicked was that with such a huge loss, the number of Methuselahs who were completely strangled was... zero.

It turns out that the rumors in those tattered classics are true!

That is the real monster, the dark existence closest to God!

Only then did the Blood Hunting Guild realize how stupid what it had done before, and the high-level decision makers regretted it even more.How could they believe the words of that mysterious man so easily!

If that person hadn't taken out the long-lost coat of arms and vowed to guarantee the authenticity of the information, they wouldn't have done this!

But no matter how much they regret, the war has already begun.

The horn from the dark creatures has sounded on the edge of the land, and they have to fight!

In the center of the continent stands a snow-white conical building, its peculiar shape makes it look like a tall tower from a distance.There is a lily floating on the top of the pointed tower. It is surrounded by the power of light, and it has not shown any signs of withering for so many years.

This is the holy temple, the most revered place in the entire continent.

The power of light in the temple is too strong, except for the only being, even the most devout believers cannot bear such a strong light element.

However, the Holy Son is benevolent and kind. He couldn't bear to see the people around him suffer because they couldn't bear this power, so he engraved a magic circle to compress and condense the abundant light power, turning it into a white liquid.

Facing the spire at the top of the center of the temple, drops of milky white dew are condensing on the petals of the lilies. When their weight becomes large enough, they will roll down from the petals and pass through the transparent glass at the top. , falling into the holy pool in the center.

The holy water landed just as the priest in the red robe approached.

A white pearl-like liquid slowly falls, and a circle of shallow white light will appear every few seconds. This state will continue until it completely enters the pool.

The nearly hundred-year-old man watched this scene obsessively, and suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He barely supported his body so that he didn't fall down, but he was already terrified in his heart.

When did the power of light in the temple become so powerful?

When he was in a daze, the white light swayed out again, and when it approached the red-robed priest, he felt dazzling. He knew that it was too late to dodge, so he could only subconsciously raise his hand to block his eyes.