[Quick Travel] Black Moonlight Whitening Plan

The severe pain on his forehead made Lu Chuan's consciousness a little trance, and he seemed to be lifted up.

The rustling conversation around was not loud, but Lu Chuan could hear it very loudly.

very noisy......

The whole body was shaking in the bumps, and the pain on his forehead seemed to be getting more and more intense.

Lu Chuan wanted to open his eyes, but his whole body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and he couldn't open his eyelids no matter what.

He is, dying?

Lu Chuan didn't know, his consciousness was not clear, but the indistinct voice of the conversation became clearer and clearer.

"This time is already the tenth sacrifice, is it useful?"

"Who knows, that lord has a weird temper. If it doesn't work, we have to find a suitable one even if we break through the iron shoes."

"The first nine are all dead, and even the one who sent people in couldn't come out alive. I don't want to die!"

"This time it's a good one. The old Liu family has raised this little bastard for 16 years, so it's time to help the village."

Listening to what they said, Lu Chuan's heart cooled down inch by inch.

I remembered.

That night the village chief and the old people in the village brought chicken to their house, and specially added a big chicken leg for themselves. I'm afraid this is the moment they've been waiting for?

Lu Chuan had mixed feelings in his heart, and disappointment and despair spread in his heart.

He knows about it.

In the northernmost part of the village, there is a deep tomb, where a monster seems to live.

Every year, sacrifices must be found for him, otherwise the people in the village will be bloodied.

But every year, the sacrifices were not satisfactory, and even those who sent living sacrifices failed to return.

He was the tenth to die, and was forcibly carried here.

The cold wind suddenly blows towards Luchuan, and the cool air clings to the body and even every pore from all directions.

Lu Chuan was so cold that he wanted to shiver, but he couldn't move.

The turbulence was still going on, and he listened to the whispers of the conversation below.

"It's so damn evil here. It's been terribly cold since I came in just now. No wonder no one wants to come here."

"If I didn't think this kid was upset, I wouldn't come here!"

Anger welled up in Lu Chuan's heart. He was just appreciated by the county magistrate and prepared to seek a job so that his family could live a more comfortable life. Why did he suffer such a murderous disaster?

After an unknown amount of time, the jolting finally stopped.

Lu Chuan could feel that he was being put down little by little.

"Old Ancestor, your small sacrifice has been brought to you, please come here...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The screams were endless, and the air was filled with an extremely thick smell of blood.

The smell of rust made Lu Chuan want to vomit, if it wasn't for being unable to move, Lu Chuan would definitely be shaking badly at this moment.

They are dead.

The big hand that had been cold and cold slowly pressed against Lu Chuan's neck, and when his fingertips swept over Lu Chuan's Adam's apple, Lu Chuan had the illusion that the tip of a knife was touching him.Afterwards, Lu Chuan felt that something seemed to be approaching him, and took a light breath.

"It smells good."

The deep and mellow voice is like an ancient clock that has been preserved for thousands of years, with a very strong foundation and extremely pleasing to the ear.

Lu Chuan was a little uncertain for a while.

Could this be the monster they were talking about?

The cold and wet thing slowly licked his neck, and Lu Chuan's hands were imperceptibly clenched.

In the next second, a stabbing pain hit his neck suddenly, and Lu Chuan gasped in pain, and even let out a muffled snort.

This sound made Lu Chuan suddenly open his eyes.

He can move!

Then at the moment when he raised his eyes, Lu Chuan saw the silhouette of a chin with sharp and smooth lines.

The blood drained from his body quickly, and Lu Chuan's face turned pale inch by inch, almost fainting.

The dull pain in his forehead and the pain in his neck were mixed together, Lu Chuan took a few deep breaths, but he still couldn't resist the blackness in front of his eyes.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, and fell over and passed out.

The man finally let go of his mouth and retracted his sharp fangs.

Elegantly wiping off the blood stains on the corners of his lips, at this moment he was staring at Lu Chuan like a prey, seeming to be very interested in him.

Lu Chuan was lying on the ground with a pale complexion, his forehead was wounded by a blunt instrument, and the place on his neck where he was bitten by teeth was also bleeding.

His facial features are delicate and fragile, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids like a feather fan, which is extremely beautiful.

The man just stared at it for a long time, and after finally admiring it enough, he slowly picked up Lu Chuan and walked deeper into the tomb step by step.

The pain on his forehead and neck made Lu Chuan break out in a cold sweat. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a luxurious golden nanmu bed.The curtains beside the bed are embroidered with lifelike dragons and gold thread, which is extremely luxurious.

There was a heavy weight around his waist, and Lu Chuan's neck was injured, so he couldn't move at all, so he could only carefully adjust the angle of his neck from the corner of his eye to look at the person holding his waist next to him.

The man held Lu Chuan in one hand and propped his head in the other, looking at him with interest.

The way she moves her head carefully like this is really... very cute.

Just like that, Lu Chuan ran into the man's silver-gray pupils unexpectedly, that face was handsome and coquettish, his complexion was sickly pale, and his nails were

The pure black color, even the hair is not an ordinary black.

With silver hair and silver-gray pupils, Lu Chuan was speechless because of this visual shock.

"scared?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled and his voice opened lightly, the voice was low and mellow, like the murmur between lovers, or like the order of the power-holder when life and death are at stake.

Contradictions and strange fusion.

Lu Chuan, who was admiring the man's facial features, came back to his senses in an instant. He wanted to shake his head, but accidentally touched the wound on his neck.

The man smiled lightly, and tapped Lu Chuan's neck lightly with his fingers, and the wound that was originally painful healed instantly without a trace.

Lu Chuan touched his neck in disbelief, then he lay on the bed and turned over carefully, looking at the man face to face.

"Are you a monster that has been passed down in our village?"

"monster?"

The man bit his words one by one, and then there was a trace of disdainful coldness in his eyes.

Lu Chuan realized that he had said something wrong, and he quickly changed his words: "Xu, Xu, I heard wrong! It's really inappropriate to describe your appearance as a monster."

"Oh? Then what do you think is appropriate?"

Lu Chuan stared at his face and then thought about it very seriously: "I think, if you look like this now, it should be the emperor's king.

Mutually. "

The facial features are sharp and murderous, handsome and dangerous.

Such a person is most suitable to stand in the vortex of power and hold the power of life and death.

The man actually laughed lowly, he stroked Lu Chuan's hair, and then spoke lazily.

"Then do you know, what was the name of the king of this country thousands of years ago?"

Lu Chuan didn't hesitate, and even when he mentioned this, Lu Chuan's eyes shone brightly.

"Gu Chenzhou, he is the first generation king who opened up today's Rongguo. He was decisive in killing with iron and blood wrists. He is a hero who has been passed down through the ages! It's a pity that he seems to be in poor health and passed away at the age of 25."

When Lu Chuan said this, he sighed regretfully: "If he can live to his sixtieth year, I'm afraid Rongguo will be even more magnificent than it is now. Among the kings of all dynasties in the future, no one can match him."

The man's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and there seemed to be some interest in his eyes: "You know him very well."

"Emperor Gu Xian is a predecessor I respect very much!" Lu Chuan nodded affirmatively.

"Then do you know how his appearance is described in the annals?"

Lu Chuan has long been familiar with these memorizations from the history books and historical records, and he opened his mouth without the slightest hesitation: "Emperor Gu Xian's sword eyebrows, starry eyes, long eyebrows, and face like a crown of jade are the gifts of heaven and man. There is a mole of tears on the place, and there is a small..."

Lu Chuan looked at the man's face, his originally confident words suddenly became smaller and smaller, and then disappeared completely.

This, this person has exactly the same facial features as Emperor Gu Xian!Even the tiniest twigs match.

Gu Chenzhou finally laughed out loud, his smile was clear and sweet, and then he stretched out his long arms and directly hugged Lu Chuan in his arms.

"You little guy is really interesting, but the lonely king never expected that after a thousand years, there would still be people who miss the lonely king so much."

Lu Chuan was held in his arms, Gu Chenzhou's body was ice-cold, and there was no heartbeat in his chest.

"You, you..."

He was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"I wonder if the lonely king is a human, a ghost, dead or alive?"

Lu Chuan couldn't tell why, so he nodded obediently.

Gu Chenzhou gently stroked Lu Chuan's back, his deep voice was full of amusement.

"Do you think that living people will drink human blood?"

"The lonely king died thousands of years ago, but his obsession and resentment soared into the sky and could not be resolved, so his body did not rot when he was buried, and he will look like this after a thousand years."

Lu Chuan considered it for a while, and then slowly said: "So, you are a zombie now?"

Gu Chenzhou nodded happily: "It is indeed understandable."

"The blood of the first few people who sent it smelled bad, and I killed it when I saw it. Your blood is the most fragrant smell I have ever smelled."

Lu Chuan understood the hidden meaning of this sentence.

The blood of those people smelled bad, so it was useless to Gu Chenzhou.

There is only one dead end for waste.

And his sweet blood is of use value to Gu Chenzhou, so he can live till now and lie on this bed safe and sound.

Gu Chenzhou is worthy of being the most ruthless king, even if it is killing someone, he can still do it without blinking an eye.

When the knife is lifted and the knife is dropped, the head falls to the ground.

"So, do you know what to do?"

Lu Chuan swallowed, then nodded with difficulty under Gu Chenzhou's gaze.

He gently lifted his collar, exposing his smooth neck.

"Also, please ask the ancestors to be lighter..."

Gu Chenzhou was amused by Lu Chuan's title, and lightly licked Lu Chuan's neck with the tip of his tongue.

"Don't worry, I can't bear to kill such an interesting child."

The sharp teeth pierced the skin, and Lu Chuan almost fainted from the pain.

He really believed in his evil! !