My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

"..."

The irritability in Troy's heart became heavier.

The unhappy mood became even more unhappy after seeing someone's face.

However, even though he was unhappy, the boy still reluctantly thanked the guy who helped him remove the lamp: "It's better, thank you."

"I am really lucky in my life to be thanked by the noble brother Troy."

The tone sounded sarcastic and mocking to Troy.

"...What are you mocking?"

"It's nothing." Snoke said with a sneer, "I just think Brother Wang is really amazing."

"Great?" Troy frowned.

"Yes." Snoke narrowed his eyes slightly, his red lips curled up coldly, and his words were stained with a little anger that Troy felt inexplicably: "Dare to come here alone without any troops to fight with the Blood Emperor." Fight it, it’s so desperate.”

"If you don't want to live anymore, you might as well just tell me and let me take you on the road in person. It's easier and faster, isn't it?"

The red-haired boy smiled and said, his words were stinging and bloody, everyone could hear it.

Troy pursed his lips slightly. He was really too lazy to argue with Snoke, but he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart, so he stabbed back and said, "But I don't want to die by your hands at all, Snoke, I don't want to die at all. Nothing to do with you."

As soon as the words fell, the wrist that was bitten by the blood emperor was immediately grabbed by the boy next to him!

Troy gasped in pain, frowned, and yelled at Snook who suddenly approached him: "What are you doing?!"

The red-haired boy sneered, looking at him with red eyes burning like open flames.

Troy was slightly stunned, the red pupils in front of his eyes were mocking and cold as always, but for some reason, under the cold expression, there were some emotions that he wanted to escape inexplicably.

Very complicated.

--He can not understand.

Snooker's deep voice sounded in Troy's ear, and he seemed to be completely irritated by the blond boy's words, and he became hoarse, warning: "Listen to me, Troy, as I said, the war you provoked will be destroyed. It's up to me to end, so no matter how much you try to avoid me, I'm the one person you'll never get rid of along the way."

"..."

Never get rid of it.

In fact, Troy knew it too.

He is so tired.

I don't want to say anything more.

The voice softened slightly, and he said coldly: "Let go, your wrist hurts from being pinched."

The place bitten by the blood emperor cannot be cured by simple wood element potion.

The boy could only be bandaged briefly, and then rushed back to Aurora Church to find the Pope of Light to treat him with light elements.

Snoke let him go slowly, but did not move away from Troy.

He still sat beside him, not knowing what it meant.

Troy closed his eyes again, moved his lips slightly, and murmured slightly: "I can't shake it off... Isn't that just a roadblock, idiot."

Snooker: "..."

The red eyes turned slightly, and he wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but when he looked back, the boy had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Even breathing echoed in the carriage, and the oil lamp next to it flickered on and off, shaking with the ups and downs of the carriage.

Even with such a dim light, the blond boy's face is still so fair, but his eyes are a little bit blue, and he should still be in the exhaustion stage.

Snoke withdrew his gaze indifferently.

The heart is not as peaceful as the surface.

When the bruised boy was held in his arms.

The throbbing and pain that emerged from the depths of his soul came so suddenly that he was caught off guard, as if his breathing was being held back.

—Troy got himself too embarrassed.

He was so embarrassed that he almost thought that the boy in his arms was going to die.

Snooker used to want Troy to die crazily, thinking about it so hard that he couldn't sleep at night, with extreme desire.

It should be the same now, it's just——

It's not about dying anymore.