Self-inflicted self-inflicted self-inflicted villain [Quick Transmigration]

The crow's cry broke the calm of the night.

The man licked the blood on his lips and looked at the full moon in the sky.

The fangs are exposed, revealing the identity of his dark people.

He was going to rescue his master from the place where he was imprisoned.

At this moment, the bell rang.

The man's figure was elongated by the moonlight, and he looked at the black coffin placed in the center of the Gothic synagogue.

The once supreme prince of the blood race was sleeping quietly, even with a smile on his lips.

The man knows that his master is waiting to be awakened.

Gently hugging him, the man's figure suddenly disappeared, as if merging with the darkness.

The protracted war between the vampires and humans resulted in heavy casualties on both sides.

When the new blood prince learned that the sleeping boy in the coffin had disappeared, the first thing he thought of was his deadly enemy, that disgusting defective product, the damned vampire hunter.

After another confrontation, the strongest vampire hunter whom he called "defective product" finally reached a consensus with him.

That sleeping body was stolen by a shameless thief.

The new king of the blood race is so fierce and cruel that he doesn't look like a "second generation" transformed from human beings, but is colder and bloodthirsty than those "first generation" blood races.

His eyes are not the red of a normal blood race, but pure ice blue, and even his appearance is more like a compassionate and holy angel.

It's just...after all, it's just an illusion.

The heart under the surface is already like a vampire, without warmth.

At the same time, the blood race with the boy in his arms drove the carriage to a remote abandoned castle.

Barely suppressing the pain in his body, he picked up his master and put him on the bed.

The boy was still asleep with a peaceful expression.

However, he only felt guilty and heartbroken.

The master treated that human being so carefully, what did he get?

His power was taken away, his identity was taken away, and he had to fall into a deep sleep.

Humans... all damned!

If it wasn't, if it wasn't for taking the master back by himself...

Could the master just continue to sleep in that cold coffin just because of the ridiculous compromise reached between those two?

Master, he is clearly the king of the blood clan.

But had to be imprisoned in such a simple place.

Rather than that, why not...

The door was knocked open.

The two ungrateful culprits who had caused the master to fall into a deep sleep entered the room.

The vampire hunter who didn't know how many shots he had shot at his master pointed his gun at him again, "You think," Abel narrowed his eyes, his eyes were filled with anger besides contempt, "you can take him away?"

A figure suddenly appeared, with pale skin, a handsome face, and ice-blue eyes. It was the new prince of the blood clan, the despicable person who once stabbed the dagger into the heart of his master.

Maxwell's gaze was colder than ice, and only when he saw the boy did he get a little warm.

He looked down at the weak vampire who dared to touch his reverse scale, "I'll kill you."

Mander hugged his master tightly, without saying a word.

If the master is destined to be trapped by them, why not...

Suddenly, the boy in Mande's arms moved.

"Hmmm?"

The boy opened his eyes.

When Si Zhuo opened his eyes, what he saw was this kind of weird scene.

Before I had time to say anything, I felt that the person who was holding me was thrown away, and then an unknown object hugged me.

That unknown object was so powerful that Si Zhuo almost lost his breath.

Breathing hard, "Cold, calm down."

Maxwell did not let go, but tightened his arms, as if the person in his arms might disappear at any time.

"Let go." Si Zhuo said these two words with difficulty, and then felt that he was finally let go.

When I looked up, I was bumping into a piece of ice blue.

The owner of those eyes raised the corners of his mouth, "You finally woke up."

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"Is there something wrong with your body?" The current prince of the blood clan smiled gently, and the way he asked for warmth almost blinded people's eyes. "Your face is a bit pale."

The boy sitting next to him didn't speak, but the man standing at the door sneered.

"It's not thanks to you that he is like this." Abel didn't seem to be visiting a sick man, but more like seeking revenge.The long black windbreaker hung down, making him look like an emissary of the night, with an ominous aura.

Maxwell didn't seem to hear his words, and all his attention was on the boy beside him.

"You just woke up, eat something."

He asked softly, but at the same time pulled off his collar without hesitation, revealing delicate and pale skin.

Si Zhuo looked at the little expectation hidden in this guy's eyes, and silently looked away.

"I have no appetite for the time being, hehe."

Maxwell's expression didn't change, but the emotion in his eyes darkened.

"Be obedient," he smiled, "you need my blood."

It should be thoughtful words, but when they were spoken, there was a bit of coercion and order.

Grabbing Si Zhuo's arm, pulled him in front of her, let him lean against her neck, and whispered coaxingly, "Come on, bite it down."

Si Zhuo wanted to get rid of it, but the strength of this guy was too great.

He opened his mouth as if giving up on himself, thinking in his heart that this is white bread, and when the blood gushed out, Si Zhuo felt that his bottom line was a little lower.

It's delicious orz

law!

Don't tell me to get out!

Wrapping his hands around Maxwell's waist, he found a comfortable position for himself, Si Zhuo muttered 'this is juice, this is juice', and ate it without stress.

Maxwell's brows and eyes softened, and he raised his eyes to meet Abel's secretly angry gaze, and slowly lowered the hand pressing the back of Straus's head, with a sense of comfort.

"You lowly monster." The gun in Abel's hand was raised, but he didn't pull the trigger after all.

.....

After eating and drinking, Si Zhuo lay on the bed and began to think about life.

"Rule, to be honest, you didn't ask me to heal some protagonist," Si Zhuo licked his lips, feeling a sweet taste, "You came to play with me, right?" '

[Please be careful. 】

'What's going on with Xi Jing!ah!I asked you to push the boss for him, but you really spared no effort to tease me, right? Si Zhuo rolled his eyes, "Is it easy for me to heal the protagonist so hard!"Can't you let me play a positive role once! '

【…】

'I have nothing to say, just let me play the boss!You fucking gave me back my force value! Si Zhuoyue became more and more unhappy thinking about it, "Return Lao Tzu's psychic powers back!" '

[S-level dangerous persons are prohibited from possessing abilities higher than ordinary people. 】

'roll!This elite is a good young man with normal three views!There is something wrong with your classification system! Si Zhuo opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Anyway, it takes a certain force value to complete the task. If you don't give it to me, send a thug to be my slave." '

"Owner."

The sudden voice made Si Zhuo sit up from the bed.

All he saw was a handsome face, the man looked at Si Zhuo expressionlessly, and called out that shameless address again, "Master."

"I said," Si Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "I don't want to see this face."

"According to the detection, this face is the face with the highest favorability..."

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense! Xuanyuan Shu's face gives me the urge to hit someone! Change it for me!" Si Zhuo was telling the truth, the boss's face is so out of character, I always feel that In a second the guy was going to start chattering.

The man blinked, but obediently changed his face.

"Hey," Si Zhuo sat cross-legged on the bed, and hooked his fingers at him, "From today on, you'll be called Xiaoqiu, and you're my tool. Is there any problem?"

The man whose name was forced to be named nodded half-understanding.

"Okay, let's try it first," Si Zhuo smiled, "Then...help me kill all the people in this castle first."

"I don't want to do things that violate the rules." Xiaoqiu blinked, "I'm sorry, Master."

Si Zhuo, who was rejected, was not angry at all, but instead smiled wider, "It's not that I can't, but that I don't want to." He said something vaguely, and then smiled, "Then turn into a soft girl and see."

Xiaoqiu nodded, and then she really turned into a young girl, but her somewhat empty eyes made her look very strange.

"Haha, it's fun," Si Zhuo seemed to be messing around, "Then you turn me into Xuanyuanshu."

"I'm sorry master, I'm here to help you complete the task of the law." Xiaoqiu said in a calm voice.

Si Zhuo narrowed his eyes, his voice could not detect any emotion, "Xiaoqiu, you are really interesting," he seemed to be talking to himself, "You know, I will not die, so the law asked you to come here, not to protect Me, are you here to spy on me?"

After a pause, he continued, "No, if it's surveillance, you don't need to appear in front of me. Then, Xiaoqiu, what do you and the law want to do. Healing the protagonist is just a cover."

After saying this, he burst out laughing first, "Ah, I'm sorry, you don't have to worry about it, I just said it casually."

Xiao Qiu didn't speak.

"Okay, let's stop this topic," Si Zhuo yawned, "Tell me first, what's going on in this plane."

The author has something to say: Maxwell (blush): It's merged into one, our blood.

Si Zhuo (stomach pain): I am a normal human being!Those who drink blood are the most annoying!

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