The host is a slime [Quick Transmigration]

As a sensualist, Earl Rolle doesn't really care if his bed partner is a man or a woman, as long as he looks good.

And for the good-looking ones, he has to be more tolerant.

Therefore, after discovering that Ohm was disrespectful to him, he didn't get furious like he did to Erin, but planned to enjoy it first.

It's just that he had just finished speaking, and before he could wait for Ohm's answer, he was punched in the face by a fist from behind.

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Feiteli's eyes were red, and he obviously planned to pretend to be innocent and docile in front of Ohm, but at this time he was already in a state of anger that he couldn't control himself, and the only thought in his mind was to tear it up with his hands. This smelly and shameless Roll!

Feitelie's stature is at least a circle smaller than Earl Rolle's. If Earl Rolle is already a mature man with a strong physique, then Feitelie, who still has a youthful look, is almost pitifully thin in front of him. .

But it was such a thin young man who staggered Earl Rolle with one fist, and kicked Earl Rolle before he could react—the seemingly slender legs carried amazing strength, and directly knocked Earl Rolle The whole person was kicked down!

If it wasn't for the big tree behind him, Earl Rolle would have been kicked "flying" some distance away!

If so, there was a pleasing rose bush growing from the place where Earl Rolle, who was kicked down, fell, and the fine and sharp rose thorns mercilessly pierced into his flesh!

"Damn it..." Earl Rolle, who had already been beaten, experienced another kick and fall. Not only did his body hurt from the beating, but his face was also streaming with physiological tears and nosebleeds, and his eyes were filled with gold stars. , It's terribly uncomfortable.

Since he was born, even when he was learning martial arts, he has never been so embarrassed!

Reluctantly opening his swollen eyes, Earl Rolle wanted to see who was so daring to attack him, but he found that the one in front of him was not a muscular man, but...Fetley?

He said that the voice he heard just now was very familiar...

and many more? !

Fettere?

That Fetley who is so weak that he can poke it over with a single finger?

Many doubts piled up in Earl Rolle's mind. The long-standing impression of Feitelie made Count Rolle subconsciously ignore his situation, and while struggling to get up, he cursed: "Feidelie, you..."

The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, because through the not so bright moonlight, he finally saw Fettere's expression clearly.

At this time, Feitelie did not have the docile and cowardly appearance that he usually had, and his whole body carried a sense of chilling and killing. The gaze he looked at himself was even colder than ice, as if in his eyes, he looked at him at this moment. It's not his half-brother, but a dying ant!

To make matters worse, Earl Rolle didn't know what was going on. He tried hard for a long time, but he couldn't lift his body from the rose bushes, as if his body was no longer his own.

Regardless of the bright and beautiful rose bushes, they can be used as plants, but they also need to be fertilized. At this time, the smell of natural fertilizer exuded from the dark fertile soil, which made Earl Rolle dizzy and almost nauseated.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only watch helplessly as the cold-faced Fetrile slowly stretched out his hand, and the slender fingers that looked like a girl were firmly stuck like eagle claws, and slowly tightened .

Especially when he looked at Feitelie's eyes full of hostility, for a moment, Earl Rolle finally felt fear belatedly.

Do not!He doesn't want to die!

Earl Rolle was startled by this idea as soon as he appeared, and he began to use all his strength to struggle desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of those hands, but no matter how strong his thoughts were, when they were reflected on his body, it was true. Not moving at all.

What, what's going on!

Why can't he move?

The inescapable death is slowly approaching, and the eyes of Earl Rolle, who has always been so proud and supercilious, gradually changed from the initial fury to panic, and as the strength in his neck strengthened and his breathing became more difficult, his pride was shattered into pieces scum.

Longing for life, he finally looked at Feitely with humble pleading.

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"Okay, Feiteli." These short words, to Earl Rolle's ears, were more beautiful than the fairy music of the gods.

Feiteli was shocked suddenly, and finally realized that everything just now was seen by Ohm.

For a moment, he panicked.

However, the hand holding Earl Rolle did not relax at all, and Earl Rolle, who thought he would escape from death, began to roll his eyes unconsciously. The blood will burst open!

"Fetley, let him go." Ohm's voice was still so clear.

Feiteli pursed his lips tightly, the killing intent in his eyes didn't decrease by half, but he subconsciously didn't want Ohm to be frightened by his eyes, so he just turned his head and didn't look at Ohm, his voice was suppressed: "He has something wrong with you. .”

Ohm's eyes were focused: "Well, I know, he's not a good guy."

Luo Er, who has almost lost half of his life and cannot speak or move, is not a good thing Earl: "..."

Hearing Ohm's words, Feitely didn't mean to protect Earl Rolle, and the violent aura on his body dissipated a little bit: "Then why?"

"He's been anesthetized now, and without an antidote, he can't move at all. Most importantly, you don't have to bear his life, he's not worth it." By the time Ohm said the last word, his hand had already Gently placed it on the back of Feitelie's hand.

Ohm doesn't have much strength in this world, but he can feel how powerful the other party's thin skin is.

This kind of Feitelie strangely overlaps with the image of the great white lion and Tu Zongye who is strategizing.

Speaking of which, he was also blinded by his emotions, because the first time he met the other party, he looked innocent and innocent and needed protection, and afterward he always looked gentle and harmless, so he wishfully thought that the other party was a little rabbit that needed protection.

As everyone knows, the other party actually hides a lion in his heart, but because he sees that he seems to have special pity for the rabbit, so he pretends to please him by pretending to please him.

It's just that, no matter how Fettlie pretended in front of Ohm, Ohm didn't only contact him alone, so he noticed that Fettlie's eyes were different from other people's eyes early on, but at the time he felt that this It's harmless, so I didn't delve into it.

To put it bluntly, as long as Feitely is the person he believes, let alone he is just a two-faced character, even if he is told that Feitely is actually a dwarf or a goblin, Ohm will not accept it in the slightest.

After figuring this out, some of Ohm's previous disagreements with Feitelie also made sense.

At the same time, I feel a little more distressed for Feitelie.

He doesn't like little rabbits, he likes them because Feiteli behaves like a harmless rabbit in front of him.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that they have put the cart before the horse?

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Feeling the body temperature from Ohm's cool fingers, the touch of the skin made Feitelie strangely feel the other party's non-repelling mood, which made Feitelie's flustered and angry mind full of exposure Calm down for more than half.

He originally failed to control his emotions and instincts because he was concerned about chaos, but after the attack, he was afraid that Ohm would feel suspicious when he found out that his nature was different from usual, and all kinds of complicated emotions caused him to accumulate emotions. When he got up, he could only vent to Earl Rolle, the culprit.

But at this time, Ohm's gentle and tolerant attitude calmed his anxiety and restored his sanity.

He threw Earl Rolle on the ground with a "bang", ignoring that the other party was finally greedy and desperately breathing air, but because his body couldn't move, he looked like a dying fish, but he didn't dare to dodge. Eye contact with Ohm: "He treats you badly. It's not worth it."

Ohm looked at the fierce and awkward appearance of the other party, and actually felt that it was cuter than the simple and shy bunny expression on weekdays—maybe because compared to the well-behaved Feitelie who made people pitiable, this violent temper was his cuter. Are you familiar?

Not to mention how gentle and gentle Tu Zongye in the second world is, as a former courtier, he is no less cruel than the Great White Lion.

Of course, the most important thing... is that Feitelie's current behavior is definitely an expression of jealousy and possessiveness... This shows that the other party's inner feelings are actually the same as his own.

Hey, I really can't save it, I can still think about it and be happy.

Ohm was complaining inwardly, but he couldn't help showing a bit of a smile on his face: "Is it for me? I'm really, very, very happy, but it's also because of this, I don't want you to be infected by your relatives. Blood." After a pause, Ohm felt a little embarrassed, "I can't bear it."

Ohm is not being hypocritical. No matter in that era, blood relatives are not a good thing. As the lord of the city, if Feitelie did not want to take a brutal path, there is really no need to do this.

Ohm's "reluctant" successfully wiped away all the negative emotions of Feiteli. He was obviously pressing people on the ground and rubbing them fiercely just now, but the next moment he seemed to change back to that shy boy: "I, you can't bear to...I..."

Is that what he meant?

After Ohm saw that his appearance was inconsistent, not only was he not afraid or angry that he was being concealed, but he showed himself...

Ohm smiled slightly: "Well, are you sure you want to talk about this in this environment?"

Fettley was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the other two people present.

Although Yilin was stunned by a series of situations just now, but at the moment when Feiteli saw it, she was shocked and bowed with a strong desire to survive: "Thank you, Lord Ohm and Lord City Lord, for your life-saving grace, it's not early Now, Irene won't bother the two adults, and come back tomorrow morning to formally thank you." After speaking, she ran away quickly with a look of shock.

So Count Rolle was left alone.

The night wind was blowing, and Earl Rolle, who was in pain and fear, looked at Fetrina's immature face at this moment, and he had already equated him with the devil in his heart. Seeing him looking over, he subconsciously panicked At a loss: "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go! I won't ask you to do dragon slaying tasks again!"