Heartbreaker

"I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to choose him?"

The woman's cold voice sounded, and for a moment I thought that I had chosen not her child, but her lover.I held that person's feet in my palm, teasing his cold and soft soles, although the other person didn't respond like a dead body. "Reluctantly, mage?"

The woman said, "This is a deal, there's nothing to be reluctant about. But I need to remind you, lest you make trouble for me in the future."

I was still stroking those feet, and snorted, "Tell me?"

"The child's name is 'Luo'. If there was no accident a few years ago, he would be 19 years old this year."

Oh, even four years older than me.If my elder brother was still alive, he would probably be as old as this man named "Luo".

"Do you know the cause of his death?"

I shrugged. "I'm not interested."

"But you must know." The woman began to chatter, "This is crucial to your decision. Your purpose is revenge, Lemon, and you will walk a thorny road full of burning coals. If you choose Luo, Not only will it ruin him forever, but you will also lose your way."

I said indifferently, "Wouldn't the undead obey his master's words?"

"But you come from two worlds, two completely different people." The light in the mage's eye holes softened, "Luo is an orphan, and he never knew who his relatives were when he was born."

"Oh." Very boring beginning.

"Fortunately, he is a beautiful boy. Also, that is his misfortune," said the woman. "He was adopted by a widow with a sick young son. These two need someone to tend their fields. Luo is very beautiful, and his eyes are especially beautiful, like the sparkling ocean under the clear sky. After he was adopted, he regarded the family as his close relatives, plowing the farmland, taking care of the sick, and doing housework. He did everything he could... ..."

I couldn't help laughing. "Maybe I can use him to pull the cart."

"Then one day, his life fell into a quagmire." Seeing me smiling, the woman's face became gloomy, "A wealthy businessman in the town took a fancy to him..."

I continued, "Do you want to take him back to be a male favorite?"

"No." She said, "He offered a high price, just for Luo's one eye, the whole eyeball. A sum of money can do many things, repair houses, treat diseases, buy livestock. took his own eyeball, put it in a box and presented it to the rich merchant."

The woman said, "With money, all difficulties seem to be solved. Luo's younger brother recovered from illness, and the remaining money is still abundant. The widow was unwilling to be lonely, and found a gangster in the town to be the stepfather of the two children." .In no time, that bastard was wasting all his money, beating up women and children and making them go out and make money."

I sneered and casually played with the bone knife.I killed at least a dozen of them, and Barbara said she liked watching me chop those men into minced meat the most.

"Until one day, Luo's younger brother said to Luo, 'Brother, you sell the other eye too, so that we don't have to be beaten'. Luo didn't want to lose the last eye, and begged, 'My dear Brother, brother will work hard to make money, so that you and mother will not be beaten, can you let me have this eye, I still want to see the world'. Brother burst into tears, "but I have already told that master Well, if you don’t give him the eye, he’s going to break my leg’. Luo had no choice but to cry uncontrollably as he gouged out his own eye, and then the eyeball shattered.”

I suddenly stopped laughing.So I unscrewed the water bag to let the blood fill my mouth again, and the stench made me clear like a ****.

"You're right, he was indeed arrested later." The mage said, "It's not that he's the male favorite of a wealthy businessman, but another big man has taken a fancy to him. On the way to the king's city, he jumped from the speeding carriage. When he got down, his attendant drew out his sword and pierced his head..."

I interrupted her, "Enough."

"Have you thought about it? Luo is different from you. He is very kind and occasionally stubborn. These qualities may cause you some trouble." The woman pointed to the other bodies and said, "These children are different. He was beaten to death for stealing bread, this one stumbled and fell off a cliff, this one..."

"I want him," I said, not really knowing what I was talking about, "I wanted him."

****

I think I am a calm person most of the time, at least I will not be disturbed by some boring emotions.But it turns out that I am really arrogant, because every turn of my fate is retribution with a bloody rampage.

I still don’t know why I chose Luo at that time. If I could rationally analyze the pros and cons, maybe I wouldn’t have those troubles in the future.But let me tell you a reason, probably, he has an ungrateful brother, and I have a wolf-hearted brother, which sounds very suitable.

I stared at the naked, red-haired boy in the mirror in front of me, his bony face looking like a knife in the shadows with a casual look. "So sorry for taking your future lover away, mage."

"You saw it. Luo is indeed my favorite child. He is tall, handsome, and kind. He will be a gentle and romantic lover." This time it was the mage's turn to shrug his shoulders, "But there is no way, I always keep my promises .”

"I don't need the tenderness and romance of those shit." I leaned forward and narrowed my eyes. "The reason why I choose your favorite is that I guess you spend more energy on him, and the more you gain power, the more powerful."

"That's not necessarily true." The mage smiled mysteriously, "How much power he can gain is up to you, not me."

"I?"

She stirred a pitcher of black potion, and I could smell the rusty mint smell of heavy metal from far away, "Look carefully at this mirror, Lemon."

I did and wanted to see what the hell she was up to.The necromancer brushed the potion in the jar onto the mirror, like a layer of bright grease.

From the flowing oil layer, I finally saw my original appearance.A monster without facial features or skin, its body was like a piece of black coal that was about to fall apart, only the red hair was like a grass sprout out of a crack in the rock, burning like a fire on the pitch-black stone.I smiled at it, and it also smiled at me, showing its bright red tongue and gums, and its two rows of teeth are like two clusters of sharp knives, which is the result of my drinking blood all year round.

"This is what your soul looks like." There was a hint of teasing in the mage's voice, "Take a good look, Lemon, do you have anything to say to your real self?"

I leaned close to the mirror, "Tsk, you horrible ugly thing." I kissed the hideous face of the monster, "Don't be sad, I'm with you."

I left the mirror, but the mirror image remained inside.The necromancer pressed his fingers on the mirror, like peeling off a sticker, and peeled off my black soul frozen on the mirror.I heard the frying squeal of my soul as it peeled from the mirror, trembling like a piece of jelly under the mage's fingers.It was stuffed into the jars where the fat had been, and crushed in an iron mortar, like a donkey howling when it is slaughtered.

At that moment, I really wanted to slash the knife in my hand towards this damn female mage, but I couldn't move, I was like a dumbfounded puppet, watching my screaming soul being smashed into a pulp.The necromancer hugged Luo Xiu's long body in front of me, we sat facing each other, and I watched her feed Luo my soul juice.

I was holding the knife in my hand, but I couldn't move.I saw Luo's fair complexion turn purple the moment he drank my soul, he seemed to twitch his body a few times in pain, and then aimed at the jar, spitting out a pile of black slime.

The pot of soul syrup was still shining when Luo poured it down, but when it was spit out, it turned into a blackness thicker than ink.The mage brought the jar of slurry that smelled worse than rotten flesh and bone to my mouth, and said, "He can only absorb so much of your soul. As I said, your souls are not compatible, he can only digest part."

I didn't speak, and suddenly hated this guy who didn't know what to do or what was wrong sitting in front of me.There is a kissable lip under his high nose bridge, and his eyelashes rise and fall peacefully with his breathing. I stared at his peaceful sleeping face without blinking, and drank the remaining soul in the jar.

An expired can of sardines doesn't get any smellier than this.I've drank the blood of so many rogues, none of it tasted like what I had in my mouth, and if I hadn't swallowed my own soul, I'd have ripped my stomach out and washed it.

Soon, my limbs regained strength.I moved my joints and looked at Luo, my future servant of the undead, who was directly opposite me.His face gradually changed from a stiff stone gray to a soft pearl color, and I leaned closer to him, smelling the sweet breath from his lips.Everything about him is damn tempting to me.No wonder, it was the breath of my own soul, the most fragrant strand of my fetid soul, which melted into Luo's flesh and blood.

I said, "I'm not the first person to ask you this, mage."

"Of course not." The woman put the jar back in the cupboard, "But I keep everyone else's information as confidential as I keep it from you."

I thought of the eggshell cultivator who exposed his brain to the wilderness, "What if someone wants to intimidate and lure you, and get out information?"

"Which living person would want to invite the necromancer's misfortune?" said the mage as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "unless he goes through hell first and lives forever."

Sounds reassuring.I moved my body forward and stroked Luo's fair cheek.The necromancer put on her cloak and said before leaving the house, "I'm going to deal with that bitch's portrait."

"Oh, whatever you want." I murmured, "Tell me how to revive Luo."

"It's simple."

She gently closed the door, "Use your way to occupy him."