The protagonist of the legend is the villain

It makes people want to laugh.

On the contrary, Ai Shimi, who was watching, "hummed" dissatisfiedly and said "boring." Turned around and left.

Lijieer seemed to care about Ai Shimi, and after seeing Ai Shimi leave, he hurriedly chased after her and shouted, "Where are you going, little junior sister, wait for senior brother!" Mo covered his face speechlessly again.

The people around were still doing their own things, but the expressions on their faces all showed weird expressions in unison.

It seems that the character of being calm in the world is cultivated after seeing many such scenes.Senior brother, how many shocking things have you done to make your brothers and sisters look like this.

The picture is too beautiful to imagine...

Just when Yanmo felt that there was no love in the world, Moore spoke lightly.

"……You know him?"

"Eh!"

Shocked in his head, Yanmo instantly woke up.

That's right, at this time (amnesia) he wouldn't know anyone except the people he met in the past few years... But the interaction with Lijieer just now seems to have revealed too much.

For example, he still has some memories about knowledge, for example, he still knows some people from the past?

Although he and Lijieer have never met before, the affectionate behavior just now can easily be misunderstood by Moore... At the beginning, he told a lie about his amnesia, and now he has to use more lies to make up for his previous mistakes... …so, sooner or later, something will be exposed.

Vaguely frowning, Yanmo quickly returned to his light expression.

"He seems to be someone I knew before... I can vaguely remember his appearance. It should be someone I knew before..."

The voice is flat and the expression is normal. In Yanmo's view, this is the most perfect disguise he can make now.But Moore's expression still seemed very dissatisfied, and a strange emotion faintly exuded.

Is this an exposure?Yanmo raised his eyebrows slightly, but he looked indifferent.Anyway, he knew that he had nothing to do with him. It was quite abnormal for the two of them who had nothing to do with each other to stand together now.If you really don't trust yourself and leave from here, it doesn't matter.

When Yanmo was thinking this way, Moore suddenly leaned over and bit Yanmo's neck hard.

"Fuck, you?!..."

The originally white skin was bitten open, and a dark blood stain appeared in an instant.The good skin is now bloody and bloody, and there is a severe pain in the neck.

There was a salty taste in his mouth, and Moore licked the corners of his lips that were stained red with blood, his eyes darkened.

"what are you doing!"

Yanmo moaned and pushed Moore away vigorously, the blood loss feeling from the previous few days spread to his brain again, Yanmo felt a strong sense of shame after a burst of dizziness.

how could he... how could he...

... There was a strange tingling sensation on the neck, the wound on the neck was slowly flowing out of the blood in the body, and Yanmo felt a strange feeling.

Yanmo stiffly raised his right hand, and after a flash of light, the wound on his neck disappeared.

"Damn you, are you crazy! How dare you... woo!" Before Yanmo finished speaking, Moore pounced on the spot just now, and this time the bite was heavier and the wound was deeper.At that moment, Yanmo's eyes suddenly lost focus, and fell into a strange daze.

... hurts

It really hurts, but Yanmo's eyes can only see a piece of purple in front of him.

The purple pupils reflected Yanmo's dazed expression at this moment, as well as the extremely dark blood red in the depths of the pupils.

like a repressed beast...

What are you suppressing? ...

"Don't heal..." While Yanmo was still silent, Moore spoke, his voice was quite low for some reason, "Remember, this is a trace..."

It's just me, leaving traces for you.

"......"

Leng "Hmph," Yanmo turned his head angrily.But he didn't object.As if he was afraid that he would pounce on him again, the next moment Mu went down, he quickly ran to a place a few meters away from him.

The wound scabbed quickly, and even if the Bright Physique didn't specifically heal it, it could quickly repair it on its own.

But because the wound is too deep, this wound may have to leave scars... But man, how can there be no scars?Besides, the complexion of this body is too white.Yan Mo has always felt that she is too sissy, so it is good to leave some scars like this.

So Yanmo didn't care.

Due to the entanglement between the two, the footsteps have fallen a lot.At this time, there were only Yanmo and two people left on the road, surrounded by green trees and occasional insects, it seemed too quiet.

It is the atmosphere that Yan Mo hates the most.

"Follow, follow...?"

Opening his mouth lightly, Yanmo even felt that even speaking at this moment made him feel embarrassed.He tried his best to keep his face normal, and strode to the front of Moore.

Moore also consciously didn't follow, but walked slowly behind Yanmo, with a low expression as if he was thinking about something.After a while, he wiped his right hand on his waist, and a yellowed scroll appeared in his hand.Untiing the ribbon on the scroll, Moore just opened the scroll and looked at it.

Yanmo was still sullen for no reason at this time, and he didn't even notice Moore's actions behind him.

If he had noticed that Moore was reading the scroll at the back, maybe he would have leaned over to read the content out of curiosity.Too bad he didn't watch it, so it's bound to be a sad ending.

The gap seemed to be too great. After walking briskly for 10 minutes, the two of Moore still failed to catch up with the main force.However, the large army seemed to have forgotten their existence, as if they had no intention of stopping to wait for the two of them.

Moore's expression was indifferent, not at all in a hurry, but Yanmo was a little anxious. He played a wind on himself and Moore under his feet, and then quickly moved forward with his toes.

Moore still followed slowly, buried in the scroll in his hand.

For him, it is good to be with Yanmo, more or less is none of his business.

He just needs to crack the scroll in his hand quietly.

What a pretty quiet handsome man. 【=mouth=】

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of Yanmo's eyes.A roar of a wild beast came, and Yanmo stopped in his tracks.

The gray-haired bear-shaped beast jumped out suddenly, and Yanmo was taken aback when he didn't react. Moore behind him held Yanmo's leaning forward body, and put the scroll back into the storage bag with a calm face. Inside.

According to the appearance, Yanmo quickly analyzed in his heart that the beast in front of him was a male named ferocious bear-shaped beast.The fierce one in front of him is about four meters tall and has reddish hair. He presumably has reached the fourth level.

In the world of "Create", there are seven realms.

One world of humans, two worlds of gods, one world of orcs and dwarfs, one world of elves, and one world of undead. The demons once occupied the two worlds, and one world was won by the celestial clan and divided into the gods world.

The spirit beasts in the human world are the lowest, but have the strongest reproductive ability.Among them, the psychedelic forest was once a holy place for hunting animals.

However, in various forests, low-level or middle-level spirit beasts often appear.Therefore, generally speaking, the traveling team will carry medicine powder that is annoying to spirit beasts, so as to avoid the harassment of spirit beasts.Because spirit beasts like the smell of humans.

Simply put, they love to eat human flesh.Spirit beasts can improve their ranks by preying on human races with cultivation.

But the two of Yanmo didn't think about this kind of problem at all when they came out, so they were surrounded by spirit beasts.

But unexpectedly, an excited look appeared in Yanmo's eyes.

It came just in time... A strange golden flashed in the depths of Yanmo's eyes.

Stuffed with that strange emotion in my heart... I'll just vent my anger on you.

Greedy for all the breath on his body...

His skin, his dark hair, every part of his body.

It's all mine... don't try to escape.

You belong to me alone.

——Little Black House

The author has something to say: Xiong Da: "Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

Xiong Er: "Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

Let's call this world "Create", translated into Chinese is creation.

The author inadvertently created the world of "Legend".There are seven races that I love in this world, and my favorite is Western Fantasy style.

Thank you readers for loving the legend and reading so far.The author loves you too.

☆, ferocious 【Change】

With a flip of his right hand, Huo Jue suddenly rose.Before the fierceness could react, the flames had already exploded into the encirclement.The flames were filled with smoke, Yanmo quickly took a step back and grabbed Moore while he was in a haze.The wind picked up under the two people's feet, and they retreated a hundred meters away in a moment.

"Roar!"

Although entangled by flames, the fourth-level spirit beast is not easy to fool.And Huojue is just a second-grade spell created by Yanmo casually, and it dissipates into the air in just a few breaths.After the flames dispersed, three fierce beasts were revealed.

Stopping to put down Moore, Yanmo took out the staff from the storage bag.When the palm of his hand touched the wooden staff, Yan Mo's pale golden eyes flashed a trace of disdain that he didn't even notice.After a while, the mantra began to be chanted in his mouth.

Moore's reaction speed has always been very fast, but he never thought that Yan Mo, who is a mage, would react faster than him.When the shirt behind him was pulled up, his hand just touched the black sword at his waist.But before he could transform the black sword into the size he wanted, Yanmo had already brought him a hundred meters away.

Frowning with some doubts, Moore enlarged the black sword and stood it in front of his body, staring vigilantly at the ferocious one who was rushing forward at an extremely fast speed.Their ferocious and fat bodies make them quite bloated, reminiscent of slow but extremely aggressive beasts.However, the real situation is that their speed and attack power are extremely dangerous, and they are quite difficult to deal with among spirit beasts.

A fourth-level spirit beast is equivalent to a junior swordsman of a human swordsman.Moore thought to himself that if he faced a ferocious fourth-level head alone, he should be able to win, but at most he could only win by a narrow margin.But now there are three spirit beasts, and there is a delicate and frail mage beside him, the first reaction that arises in Moore's heart is to run with Yan Mo.Three fourth-level spirit beasts were simply not within his reach.

But now Yanmo doesn't seem to have the intention of running away at all, instead he is still reciting the incomprehensible and extremely long mantra calmly.Generally speaking, the longer the spell the mage recites, the greater the attack power of the spell.But the more powerful the spell, the harder it is to comprehend and remember.Moore thought to himself that he had been with Yanmo for so long and had gone out with him as a partner to hunt many spirit beasts and fought many times, but he had never seen him chant such a long spell.But if he didn't learn it from Karla in the enchanted forest, how did he realize this skill?

Doubtful emotions flashed quickly in my heart, but the situation in front of me also required careful observation.At this moment, Moore turned his back to Yanmo, so he couldn't see the expression on Yanmo's face, and couldn't turn around to ask.

But if he turned around now, he would definitely notice that.

At this moment, Moore's figure is reflected in Yanmo's golden pupils, with a malicious and wicked smile on his face.

There was no time to think, and the distance of a few hundred meters was only a very short distance for Ji Lie. In the time of two breaths, Ji Lie had already reached his eyes.Fierce's brown fur smelled bloody, and Moore, who had sensitive facial features, could smell that exciting smell even when Fierce was a hundred meters away from him.

The tip of the sword was lifted slightly, and in the next instant the sword turned around 360 degrees, and the sharp sword energy abruptly forced the three fierce ones that rushed forward to retreat 3 meters.

Yanmo behind him was still chanting low-pitched incantations, with high and low tones, slow and fast.

When Ji Lie charged forward again, the black sword buzzed.The blade of the sword trembled slightly, Moore paused at his feet, and forced the two Fierce back with lightning speed. He turned his left foot slightly at 45 degrees and retreated one meter to make a vertical strike again, forcing the other Fierce away.

Yan Mo didn't seem to notice that Moore's battle was getting more and more defeated at this time, and the speed of chanting incantations slowed down instead.

At this moment, Moore didn't even have time to frown, let alone turn his head to reprimand Yan Mo for his speed of reciting spells.He struggled to resist the simultaneous attacks of three Fierce, and also to prevent Fierce from approaching Yanmo, this is indeed a very difficult task.

Besides, Moore was well protected by Ryder in the psychedelic forest, and he hardly encountered any difficulties. When facing strong enemies, he was only one-on-one. Difficulties.

Like a spoiled child in actual combat.

The color of the eyes is dim, and the black sword is whirling and shining brightly.The sword energy reverberating around once again forced back the three ferocious ones, but Moore also felt that there was not much fighting energy left in him.

Yanmo behind him seemed to be falling asleep, and his tone became lighter and lower.

The body is a little tired...

After turning around once, Moore was caught by one of them fiercely because of a pause on his right shoulder. In an instant, a huge hole was torn on his right shoulder.

The blood splashed out, and the eyes of the spirit beast with a sensitive sense of smell were filled with blood, and its movements became more and more ferocious.

Moore turned his head with difficulty, and finally saw a trace of disdain flashing from the corner of Yanmo's eyes behind him.

Fleeting, as if it had never been there.

"why..."

Before he could finish speaking, another one came forward ferociously and grabbed Moore's chest with one claw.

Old wounds are not healed, and new wounds are added.

Moore coughed up a mouthful of blood, was forced to take three steps, stopped and stabilized, and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

His eyes were already blurry, but suddenly, there was a dull pain in the back of his head, and when his eyes went dark, Moore fell down.

The spell in his mouth stopped at some point, and Yanmo's whole body was full of light.A huge light bow with four light arrows resting on it was reflected behind him.

The three arrows of light rushed towards each other fiercely, piercing the heart.With the ferocious fall, the last arrow of light pointed at Moore.

"Stupid... Demon Race."

The gold in the pupils ignited again, and the golden arrow tip reflected the dazzling light,

Moore on the ground was still sleepy.

The atmosphere became rigid.

In fact, Yan Mo didn't know what he was doing at the moment.

The light in his hand was very bright, obviously he couldn't use spells above level [-] without using a magic staff.Besides, he only learned two spells above the fourth level.

They are the middle-level healing technique and the fourth-level explosive technique.

But at this moment, he is using at least level [-] or above Holy Art of Light.And most of the light spells I have learned belong to healing, and I have never learned such advanced light attack spells.

Why, can it be used?

...I can't move, my body can't act according to my own wishes at this moment.Now he can only watch helplessly as his hands quickly formed seals in the air, and after killing those ferocious ones within a few seconds, he aimed the last remaining arrow at the arrow that had just been thrown by "him" casually. Moore, who was hit in the head and fell unconscious on the ground.

Could this be the consciousness of the ontology? !Then why am I still awake, but no matter what...

stop! ! !stop!stop……!

Damn, that guy can't die without my permission.If he dies, I will die with him too!

There was a twist of struggle in the golden eyes, and the hand that was stuck in the air gradually trembled for some reason.

The light arrow was still aiming at Moore, and if he missed it, he might go straight to the heart.Even if the self-healing function of the demon clan is not inferior to that of the sky clan's body function, it is quite good, but if it is pierced through the heart in an instant, it is impossible to escape death.

Stop it, stop it, stop it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

At this time, the entire handsome face of the black-haired boy was weirdly distorted, and black and gold flashed alternately in his eyes.If someone had been watching carefully at that time, they would have found that Yanmo's shoulder-length black hair had also turned silver.

stop stop stop!

【Okay, let's stop then. 】

Suddenly, a long-lost familiar voice came from his mind, and Yanmo was in a trance, as if thinking that it should be the voice of a brat unique to that damned system.

[Then, let's stop.Anyway, there are still those people who will take care of it. If you faint, you shouldn't be eaten by other wild animals. 】

faint?what's the situation? ...

But before Yanmo had time to think about it, a sense of dizziness came, and Yanmo just felt dazed, and then unconsciously fell to the ground.

【Hmph, thanks to me, kid... It seems that I'm going to go to Alexin, and I'm going to be able to go out and do some activities. 】

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"It's unbelievable. Although I just wanted to see what level my strength has reached, I actually killed these three vicious beasts."

Jeter's voice suddenly came from the grass not far away. He patted the grass clippings on his body for hiding, whistled and walked out.Afterwards, Eshmi and Liger walked out.

"It's so powerful, teacher, why don't we go back and report this matter directly to the academy? Let's not talk about having a bright physique, and the affinity for magic is really high! And that black-haired kid is also quite skilled. At least It's also at the level of an apprentice swordsman!"

Lijieer looked at Yanmo on the ground with some joy in his eyes.I didn't expect the comrades in arms in this world to be so powerful, it seems that this is the rhythm that needs to hug the thigh!

"Hmph... Isn't he a mage? If it wasn't for that Moore buying him time to chant the spell, he wouldn't have a chance to defeat those ferocious ones."

On the contrary, Ai Shimi seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the two of them, and turned her head with complicated eyes.

"Uh, Yanmo is indeed quite powerful." Lijeel touched his nose innocently.

"Brother, are you saying that a swordsman is not as powerful as a mage in front of a swordsman! And you are also a swordsman, please!" Ai Shimi gave Liger a dissatisfied look, turned around and said, "I'm so stupid, I don't even want to Reason" look.

"No, yes, but..." Liger hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

Jeter pressed his forehead with a headache, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Really, these two people can't be at peace for a moment.But this time, maybe the Central Academy really picked a treasure?

A mage with a bright physique, and an apprentice swordsman who seems to be under twelve or thirteen years old.

Really looking forward to their performance after Central Academy...

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【Are you awake? 】

When Yanmo opened his eyes, there was endless white in front of his eyes, and Yanmo's eyes suddenly became hot.

"Dirante?"

[Yes, it's me.Why, haven't seen you for so long, are you going to forget my existence? 】

The childlike brisk voice echoed in this white space, and Yanmo seemed to have returned to the moment when he first knew Dilanerte five years ago, which made people surprised and sad.

"Fuck me, why did it take you so long to come out?! Do you know how many times I have called you!"

【Hey, I know, didn't I tell you?I can't compete with the protagonist for the scene, otherwise the author will beat me.So I can only appear at the most critical moment, just like superman, handsome or not! ! ! 】

Handsome ass!

At the moment Yanmo just wants to make the system handsome.Tell him the definition of truly handsome.

"Then what happened to my state at that time? You seemed to be here too?!! I was really mentally divided at the time, right? I couldn't control myself at all, hey, hey, hey!!"

【Eh... Well, it might be my fault. 】

"What? Your fault? =口="

[That's right... At that time I was very worried about your [protagonist's] safety, and now the plot is running like a grass mud horse. A little seal inside your body...→u→】

"What kind of seal." (I saw the protagonist and so on)

【→_→Ah, you better not know about this.Anyway, you are also ready to go to Alexin now, I will give you branch rewards now.[-]% of the memory of the original body, turned on. 】

"Don't talk to yourself, bastard!!!"

As Dilanerte's voice fell, Yanmo only felt a pain in his head, and he knelt down.

Countless fragments suddenly flashed in his head, but intermittently, it was difficult for people to understand. Sometimes it was the memory of a newborn baby, and sometimes it was the memory of getting the first sword when he was young.

"Glyach Igor, my favorite son. Do you have anything to say?"

A picture suddenly froze in his mind. In the picture, an old man with white beard and hair stared fixedly at the boy with silver hair in front of him.The young man has a handsome face, with a holiness that cannot be desecrated.

Behind the silver-haired boy is the unique white wings of the Celestial Clan. The only difference is that the Celestial Clan has only one pair of white wings, but he has six pairs of wings.

"My father..." Glyach raised his head slightly, revealing his pale golden pupils. "My father, I want to lead the Celestial Clan brigade to attack the Demon Clan."

"Why?"

There was a faint flash of strangeness in Gliachi's pale golden eyes, and he lowered his voice. "I have some personal grievances with the demons, and the demons are too arrogant now, I think I need some lessons."

The old man's complexion remained unchanged, and his dark golden eyes looked at Gliach, who lowered his head again, calmly.

"Yes." After a long time, the old man said.

"I allow you to lead the Tianzu No.11 team to destroy the demons, remember to return safely."

"Yes."

Gliach lowered his eyes, said with a sigh of relief, and then backed away.

The screen flashed around, Yanmo didn't understand anything, and returned to an endless white.

Inexplicable fear spread to the heart, and an unimaginable possibility flooded Yanmo's mind.

Although it is said that the memory recovery is very tricky, and there is almost no coherent memory, but at this moment Yanmo feels a chill on his back, and he is sweating profusely.

Perhaps, among the group of people surrounding the Demon Clan in the novel, his original body was the initiator.

Legend has it that Moore was forced to reincarnate into this appearance.

Maybe it's his original body.And that original body might be...

The author has something to say: Yan Moore is a trend of wanting to fall in love and want to kill.

Yanmo: "If I kill him, I can be the protagonist."

Author: "Don't even think about it!!!"

☆、College 【Change】

"........."

When I woke up again, my eyes had changed from an endless expanse of white to a plain wall.Yanmo blinked, with a somewhat complicated look on his face.

After sitting up, Yanmo's first reaction was to look around.What he didn't expect was that Moore was sleeping next to him as usual, just like the two sleeping peacefully in the same space on different beds in the enchanted forest.

Strange, where is this... It is absolutely impossible to be in the psychedelic forest, but at that time, I clearly remembered that I was unconscious in the wild?

"woke up?……"

With the "squeak" sound of the door being pushed open, Lijieer's figure appeared.At this moment, he was holding a plate full of food in his hand, and he was still chewing something in his mouth.

"Brother?..."

Yanmo called softly, and his head started to work rapidly.In this case, it seems that it is better to pretend to be seriously injured?

"Brother, I feel like I have lost all my strength... I have a wound on my neck and it hurts too much. How did you find us? It's obvious that the large army couldn't even see the shadow. QAQ"

"...Um, what about this?"

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Lijie put the plate on the wooden table, put his hand on his chin in a contemplative state. "At that time, we found that you seemed to be quite far away after you disappeared, so when we rushed back, we only saw that you had already killed Ji Lie. By the way, Yanmo, you are really powerful. You actually killed Ji Lie. Such a small person The two of them are actually so strong hahaha (it's a pity that I don't need to save them)."

While laughing strangely, Lijieer still didn't forget to pick up some food from the wooden table and stuff it into his mouth.When Li Jieer's entire cheeks were puffed up, Yanmo couldn't bear to watch anymore.

It's really a disgrace to this world, senior brother.

The lying technique is also so bad... Yanmo's eyes are half-closed, and his thoughts have drifted to nowhere.

If it was discovered, then it should have been discovered long ago instead of waiting for them to kill fiercely.Moreover, if such a special existence of bright physique was placed in an ordinary college, I am afraid that it would have provided the best treatment long ago.Not to mention that I found out later, maybe at the beginning, both of them would feel nervous when they were not in sight.

Therefore, this lie really deserves to come from Li Jieer's mouth.

After a slight sigh, Yanmo returned his gaze to Lijieer.Lijieer seemed to be afraid that if he said too many words, the lie would be exposed, and he kept eating the food on the tray, and couldn't stop.

So Yanmo just kept watching Lijieer continue to eat food until the tray was empty and his stomach was full Lijieer's face showed a look of embarrassment, Yanmo felt that Lijieer was almost enough when Lijieer Er finally spoke.

"Yan Momo, can you stop looking at me like this, it feels like you're going to see through me."

"Huh?... Brother, you are not kind. Is there something you didn't tell me as a fallen person in the end of the world?"

Yanmo's tone was flat, with unquestionable affirmation.Li Jieer felt overwhelmed. It was the first time he lied to his compatriots in this world, and he was actually caught. Should he be worthy of being a compatriot in this world...?

"I...I'm just. Hey, I can't explain this matter clearly. Senior brother will tell you when the time is right. By the way, Yanmo is your real name? How did you get here?"

Li Jieer quickly changed the topic while laughing, Yanmo's expression sank but he continued to follow the topic in cooperation.

"I had a dream..."【Then I was brought here】

Lijieer remained silent, and silently patted Yanmo's shoulder.The feeling of suddenly finding myself in a different world after sleeping can't be more sour. "You are miserable too, at least I was mentally prepared before coming here."

"Psychological preparation? What the hell. Can there be psychological preparation before time travel?"

"Hmm, before I came here. Someone told me about it." Liger burped as he spoke.

...If this is the case, does it count if the person in the dream told him?Although he didn't believe it.

"Anyway, let me take you out to eat now. Your brother will raise us here first and then bring food to him later." Lijieer realized that he seemed to be a man just now after belching continuously. In order to hide something, he ate the food for three people that he brought to Yanmermoor and himself, so he reminded with some embarrassment.

Yanmo felt that he was a little hungry, so he agreed to the proposal.

After the door was closed and the footsteps disappeared, the black-haired boy on the other bed frowned somewhat dissatisfied.

"Traveling... the present world... silent words?..."

The purple eyes opened at some point, and there was darkness inside.

"Yan Mo, Yan Mo, Yan Mo, Yan Mo..."

He said his name softly, his voice getting softer and softer.

"Sure enough, you still have so much to hide from me... What if I can't catch it?"

Then kill him?Kill him while he's not looking.You're just trying to get him anyway, right?

"If you don't have the strength, how can I hold you tight?"

It doesn't matter, he trusts you very much, as long as you trick him into an alley, you can kill him easily, and then you can enjoy his body, his soul, and his wonderful blood.

"I want something..."

I can give you power, right now, to sell your soul?

"Since you, Yanmo, have given me warmth, then you can only be mine... No matter what... even if I sell my soul, I will never let go."

The purple pupils turned into a sticky blackness. Moore grabbed the quilt in his hand and turned over to sit up, restraining his emotions, and then walked out the door.

On the bed, the quilt that Moore had just grabbed turned into a piece of charred black and shattered into powder.

Yanmo and Moore didn't walk for a long time, so after a few breaths, Moore saw the backs of the two talking and laughing happily.

"Ah, Moore..."

Just when Moore frowned and wanted to walk forward quickly, Yanmo felt a familiar aura behind him, and after turning his head slowly, he found the black-haired boy following behind.

"Just wake up. Lijieer and I just said that we are going to find something to eat and get acquainted with the surrounding environment. Well, this is already the Central Academy inside Alexin."

When talking about the Central Academy, Yanmo's eyes flashed a distorted excitement for some reason, but it was quickly suppressed.Yanmo smiled gently as if he didn't know the expression just now.

"Ah."

After humming softly, Moore walked slowly behind Yanmo and wrapped his arms around his waist.Yanmo turned his head suspiciously, but because Moore buried his head in the crook of his neck, he couldn't see his expression at the moment.

Now Moore looks only about 13 years old, and the immaturity on his face has not faded.And Yanmo grew taller for some reason after being in a coma, and now he looks like a 15 or 6-year-old big brother. Compared with Moore's height before, he is now a full three to four centimeters taller than Moore.So the scene in front of my eyes was as warm as a black-haired boy trying to show off his cuteness to please his brother.

But Yanmo didn't think so.

This guy Moore had a high sense of vigilance when the two met at the beginning, and he knew a lot.Acts like an adult most of the time, and cannot be treated as a child at all.

So in the current situation, there must be something wrong?

"What's wrong... uncomfortable?"

"..."

Moore shook his head, but hugged Yanmo even harder.His eyes are full of obsession.

His toy... could only smile at him.

His stuff, only wanting to be around him.

His determination should only appear in front of him.

It's a pity, it's not enough...the strength is not enough.

Burying his face deeply into Yanmo's hairline, Moore said sullenly, "Well, I'm a little dizzy."

"Dizzy?"

Like a really caring brother, Yanmo broke away from Moore's embrace and touched Moore's head with his hands. The feeling in his hands was gentle and his skin was delicate.It doesn't have the scorching heat that comes with a high fever.

"It shouldn't be a fever. Maybe it's the sequelae of being too tired from fighting...? Well, go take a rest after eating?" Yanmo asked.

"no need."

Moore lowered his head, black bangs blocked Yanmo's gentle sight.

"When I finish eating, I'll go back alone....

"Ah."

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The Central Academy is very large, covering an area of ​​more than five hectares, and has an independent supply system.

There are many pedestrian streets in the college, and there are also many restaurants in it.For Central College students, there are generally three classes.

The first class is the elite, the second class is the common people, and the third class is the common people.

Lijieer is Jeter's eldest disciple and a very powerful middle-level swordsman.Naturally, he is considered a first-class student, so all the consumption on the pedestrian street is borne by the school.

"Yan Momo, what do you like to eat? Grilled steak with thick bread and mushroom soup?"

Lijieer kept talking to prove his existence along the way, Yanmo responded politely from time to time, while Moore was silent all the way.

"We can eat whatever brother likes to eat."

Yanmo replied calmly, the complicated roads in all directions made him dizzy.

Damn, there are so many roads in such a big academy, and it still makes Lu Chi live!

The grief and indignation are well hidden in the heart, but the colorful road signs and corners in front of him still make Yan Mo feel dizzy.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand warmed up, and a warm object grabbed Yanmo's hand.

"It's okay, I know the way. I will take you away."

Moore's purple eyes are harmless to humans and animals, as if he is really a 13-year-old child.It made Yan Mo feel like "I believe there is probably nothing wrong with it."

"it is good……"

Anyway, it's not the first time.

In the psychedelic forest, when I got lost for the first time, it was also