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

The sun was shining brightly, and the young man was sitting by the window, flipping through the books in his hands.His legs were covered with a thin blanket, which was a bit strange in this early autumn season.

"elder brother."

Hearing the voice, he looked away from the book, and smiled lazily at the man walking towards him.

"What is brother looking at?"

The man's smile was bright and his voice was very pleasant. He walked to the young man, his eyes rested on his legs for a moment, and then he smiled and lifted the blanket.

Covered under the thin blanket are the legs wrapped in gauze.

The young man looked down, and then refocused his eyes on the book.

His legs under the gauze were covered with scars. Even with the physique of a vampire, he couldn't heal the wound by himself after being injured by a special sacred weapon.

The tearing pain should obviously make him look painful, but he looked at the book indifferently as if he didn't feel the pain.

Gu Chen bent down and pressed on the wound.

He saw the young man frowned as he wished, and turned his gaze to himself.

But that look...like looking at a vexatious child.

"It's almost done." Si Zhuo rejected the twisted protagonist, "You're almost a villain."

Gu Chen's eyes were full of sternness, what he hated the most was this attitude of not caring about anything.

Supercilious, high above everything.

Gu Chen's subordinates unconsciously used some strength, and the wound burst open, but a smile appeared on the corner of Si Zhuo's mouth.

law!

What kind of broken protagonist did you choose!

It's just a shaking S, okay?

My leg hurts like hell!

Looking at Si Zhuo's smile, what Gu Chen recalled in his mind was the gunshot that took his life.

His expression changed almost instantly.

When Si Zhuo saw this guy's expression, he knew that he was ill again.

Sure enough, in the next second, this guy hugged himself, and it was a princess hug.

"My brother is really not afraid of pain."

…………

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Leaning against the corner, the man's body was as thin as a skeleton.

A low, hoarse cough signaled his poor condition.

The man hid in the shadows, the blood in his eyes looming.

He never thought that his life would become like this, so dilapidated and ups and downs.

In the first 20 years, as the heir of that family, he was rigorous and obedient.

A belated rebellion severed his ties with his family.

For the so-called freedom, he didn't take a penny and left the family that had protected him for 20 years.

Back then, he was too young and vigorous. Even though he realized the cruelty of reality, he would rather choose to accompany the wine than return to the family.

In that smoky environment, under the pseudonym Xin Lan, he numbs himself with alcohol and cigarettes every day, just to prove that he is independent.

And then...he met the man.

A strange newcomer.

At first, I thought that person was submissive, like a walking corpse, but suddenly one day, that body seemed to have a different soul and became alive.

Perfect smile, casual eyes, strange tone of voice.

And... in the transpiration of water vapor and the touch of limbs, the touch of that person's lips.

The ordinary little things, superimposed bit by bit, the man gradually penetrated into his heart.

Raised in a cage since he was a child, he never knew that he was so eager for warmth, longing not to be alone anymore.

The happiness I felt for the first time was so broken that I was caught off guard.

He didn't have time to react, that person disappeared from his life, he didn't know how to keep him, he could only watch helplessly as the distance between that person and himself grew wider and wider, and then...

Give your whole heart to someone else.

He approached himself, but it was only for another person? !

He was not reconciled.

The taste of loss is so insane.

He swore back then that he would never let that person get what he wanted.

Abandoning the freedom he had been pursuing so hard, he returned to the cage called the Ke family.

He knelt down to admit his mistakes to the person he hated the most, begged to regain the seat of heir, calculated to get rid of all those who blocked him, and... the violinist who was loved by that person.

Like that violinist?

Just kill it.

Want to leave me?

Lock it up.

Do you want to find him even if you commit suicide?

well.

I have the time of my life to spend with you.

Si Zhuo, I bet you will fall in love with me one day.

He really has the blood of the Ke family.

Paranoid, twisted, insane.

But he never imagined that when he thought he had finally won the gamble, that person would disappear in front of him like this.

In the end, all he saw in front of him was the blood-stained appearance of the boy he wanted to adopt.

At that time, he knew that that person... probably no longer exists in this world.

In the following days, he fell into bottomless darkness.

He regained the ability to see ghosts, took the position of Patriarch, and used the forbidden curse to abandon the human body. In order to stay in the human world, occupy the body of a living person, absorb the living soul, and linger in the human world...

Just to find him.

"Si Zhuo." Saying the name in a low voice, the body in pain seemed to be suddenly injected with energy, but it was just obsession.

"Sir, you are in such a mess."

The sudden sound made Xin Lan look in that direction.

His strength in the human world has been compressed a lot, and his current body is so broken that he didn't notice anyone approaching him.

It was the little devil that I helped on a whim.

Seeing the increasingly thick black air surrounding the handsome young man, Xin Lan smiled.

"Why, it failed."

Gu Chen's bright smile, but coupled with his gloomy eyes, showed a bit of creepiness.

"No, it's just that I thought about it..." He took a step towards Xin Lan, "I don't think it's enough."

Xin Lan coughed again.

He didn't mind, Gu Chen said to himself, "Sir, tell me the way to trap the soul."

Gu Chen walked towards Xin Lan slowly, his current body is no longer human, and he drank the blood of the blood prince, his strength has been greatly improved.

That's why he found this... person?Probably not.

Xin Lan's eyes turned an ominous red, and she clenched a few charms tightly in her hands.

"ridiculous."

Gu Chen sighed helplessly, then rushed towards Xin Lan, with a strange dagger gleaming in his hand.

"It's a pity, since the husband is unwilling to cooperate, then we can only..." He tilted his head with an innocent expression, "Kill the husband."

………………

"stop."

The man in a solid suit said in a deep voice.

Looking sideways at an alley, his expression was very serious.

Walking in front of him, the boy holding the pink map clicked his tongue impatiently, "Xuanyuanshu, it's the third time."

Xuanyuan Shu ignored him, frowned slightly, and then walked quickly towards the alley.

In the corner shrouded in darkness, the man lay there quietly, only weak breathing proved that he was still alive.

Blood covered his face, and his eyes were a strange blood red.

"It hurt so badly."

Xuanyuan Shu squatted beside the man, took out a bottle of extremely ugly potion from his pocket, and let the man drink it bit by bit.

Zina's potion was obviously very useful, and the man's breathing calmed down. Although the blood stains hadn't disappeared, the wound should have healed.

Xuanyuan Shu's wrist was held, the man's eyes were full of sternness, he was not grateful at all, but with murderous intent.

"You're welcome." Xuanyuan Shu pulled the man's hand away with a paralyzed face, stood up, and couldn't help but whispered before leaving, "With your personality, the villain is destined to not run away."

Xuanyuan Shu, who walked out of the alley, received Kun's eyes full of disgust, obviously contemptuous of his act of saving lives.

Xuanyuan Shu gave her a cold look back, but the words that came out of her mouth were extremely short, "Save the world, start with small things." With his hands in his pockets, a halo almost appeared behind his back, "...By the way, let's deal with the backlog of inventory at the headquarters .”

The author has something to say: Xuanyuan Shu (nodding): By the way, let me deal with the backlog of inventory at the headquarters.

Zina who made the potion (with a confused face): Blame me?

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