The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"Wake up, wake up, Doctor, he's awake!"

A voice of irrepressible joy rang in his ears.

Then there was a burst of chaotic footsteps, as if many people surrounded him. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he was too weak to even do this. What made him even more terrified was that his mind went blank.

Can't remember anything.

"Where am I?"

He felt as if he was lying on a bed and being pushed forward by someone. There was a lot of noise around him. Apart from the sound of people talking, there were also the sound of electronic beeps and keyboard tapping.

After a while, he had enough strength to open his eyes. After a moment of blurring, his eyes were blindingly white.

White ceiling, white walls, white lights, and a few people in white coats standing in front of them.

Seeing him open his eyes, one of the people in a white coat came forward to check his pupils.

Under the dazzling white light, he couldn't see the blurred face of that person clearly, but he noticed the focused eyes in the white coat.

That kind of gaze seems to be looking at not a person, but some kind of inanimate object, a tool that is manipulated at will.

"The consciousness seems to be a little unclear, but I can confirm that there is no serious problem with the mind."

The white coat seemed to be relieved.

The "bed" under him suddenly moved, turned into a standing perspective, and he finally saw the faces of several people in white coats in front of him.

There are men and women, most of whom wear glasses, and their eyes, like the white coats just now, carry a cold scrutiny.

He could tell at a glance that the fat old man with glasses and grey-haired but serious face who was guarded in the middle was their leader.

"What do you remember?" The old man asked with narrowed eyes, his eyes resting on his face.

He was a little dazed, and his empty mind made him somewhat unable to understand what the old man meant.

Remember?remember what?

"Doctor, it seems to be successful."

The fat old man called Doctor did not take it lightly, but took a step forward and reached out to caress the top of his head.

In an instant, he felt as if something entered his brain along those hands, stirring and patrolling in his mind wantonly, bringing tearing pain.

His temples throbbed with pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without screaming.

Somehow, he didn't want to appear weak in front of the group.

After "checking" for a while, the doctor put down his hands in satisfaction, "It was indeed successful."

The doctor turned his head and said to the white coat who had just checked his pupils: "Go, 'Bai Qi' bring it here."

Hearing the name, the white coat trembled a little, as if he was a little afraid, but he didn't dare to resist the old man, so he turned around and took it.

He looked around at the group of inexplicable people in front of him, his blank brain made him a little uneasy, staring at the fat old man, he asked hoarsely: "Who are you?"

There was a meaningful smile on the doctor's face, looking at him as if he was looking at a very satisfactory artwork created by himself, "the one who gave you a new life."

Before he had time to understand the meaning of the doctor's words, he suddenly felt a murderous aura that made his hair stand on end.

The huge murderous aura is like a dark cloud, with faint shouts and resentment, getting closer and closer.

The cold air rushed from the soles of the feet to the spine, every cell in his body was reminding him to leave quickly, this is the fear of danger engraved in the genes of human beings.

He stared at the source of the terrifying murderous aura - a black mask placed in a white jade box.

As the white coat got closer, he could clearly see what the mask looked like.

The whole body is black, short and thin, which seems to be only enough to cover half of the face. There are raised and simple golden dark lines on it. It is made of unknown material, and there is a strange bloody light floating on the surface.

Just looking at it, he felt a little bit of qi and blood surging, and an uncontrollable killing intent surged in his chest.

The white coat holding the white jade box didn't seem to be feeling well, his hands trembled slightly, his eyes were bloodshot unnaturally, and it was extremely difficult to walk.

The doctor picked up the black wire glove presented by another assistant, and after carefully putting on his right hand, he carefully picked up the mask from the white jade box.

Holding the mask, the doctor approached and said: "This thing is called 'Bai Qi', as long as you can withstand its test, it will bring you great power."

The black mask slowly enlarged in the field of vision, and the terrifying murderous aura was like a ferocious monster biting at him. An extremely bad premonition arose in his heart, and he wanted to struggle, but his body was firmly imprisoned, and even a finger Can't move.

The next moment, raging murderous intent and evil thoughts roared into his mind!

Countless pictures flashed before his eyes.

Killing, killing all over the sky, he saw countless strangers being slaughtered, and their faces were grim, howling, and crying before they died.

Blood, endless blood, corpses piled up into high mountains, seemingly endless, the ground was dyed dark red by the coagulated blood, even the sky was blood red.

And he, as if incarnated as that murderer, holding a knife, mechanically and ruthlessly slashed at strangers, the raging evil spirit slowly condensed on his body, turning into a bloody wind, bringing death...

Immersed in hallucinations, he felt as if he was falling in a boundless sea of ​​blood. His consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, and unreal voices came from his ears.

"Doctor, he seems to be unable to hold on!"

A sigh came, "It's a pity."

He thought vaguely, what a pity, what a pity?

Am I going to die?

Just when his consciousness was about to sink into the sea of ​​blood, a familiar voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Yi."

who?Whose voice is it?

Xiaoyi?

are you calling me?

"Xiao Yi,"

"Xiaoyi..."

A familiar call pulled up his consciousness that was on the verge of shattering. He opened his eyes in the sea of ​​blood, and an inexplicable sense of unwillingness surged in his heart.

No, I can't give up yet, someone is waiting for me.

Even if you don't remember anything, that obsession is deeply engraved in the depths of your soul.

Someone is waiting for me to go home...

"Failed again."

The assistant looked at the test product that was no longer moving, sighed, and said helplessly: "This is already the 158th material consumed by the experiment, and it is also the most powerful one among them."

He pushed his glasses, and said with some regret: "I knew that he would not be allowed to participate in this experiment. After cleaning his memory, he should be thrown directly to the Black Blade. There is a shortage of manpower to explore the ruins of the cave. It's a pity that the strength of the middle-level and middle-level is compromised here."

The doctor was very calm, and said indifferently: "Anyway, it wasn't cultivated by us with all our painstaking efforts. If you die, you will die. It is the people in the dragon group who should be distressed. It is already an unexpected joy to be able to successfully perfect my soul control technique through him. gone."

The assistant smiled and said: "Yes, yes, yes, congratulations, mentor. With this technology, Mr. Tai will definitely give you a great credit when he comes back after knowing about it."

The doctor glanced at the boy with his head hanging in front of him, shook his head, and said, "Take back the test subject."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Just as he turned around, a soaring murderous aura suddenly rose from the young man who was considered mortal by everyone, and the murderous aura condensed into substance, forming a red shadow behind him.

All the people present were a little unsteady. They felt that what they were facing was not a person, but a fierce beast. Some of the weaker ones were already trembling, and even sat on the ground paralyzed.

Amidst the bloody flames, he slowly raised his head, a pair of red eyes full of murderous intent were revealed in the gap of the mask, his thin, bloodless lips were tightly pressed, and through the well-shaped chin, although he was wearing a mask, he could vaguely It can be seen that this is a handsome boy who is not very old.

The doctor turned around suddenly, carefully feeling the breath of the young man. It was different from the rampant murderous aura before. Although the murderous aura now was equally astonishing, it was like a horse on a rope and a tiger in a cage. It has become controllable. .

He asked in surprise, "Successful?"

The boy remained expressionless and didn't say a word.

The doctor looked ecstatically at the masked boy in front of him, finally couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, raised his head and let out a wanton laugh, "Hahahaha, heaven pays off, three years, three years, I finally succeeded! "

When he had laughed enough, the doctor's face was flushed, and he looked at the young man with the eyes of a rare treasure, and said loudly: "From today on, you will be 'Bai Qi', the killer of the black sun!"