The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio received a routine wake-up call from Alice this morning.

He rolled on the comfortable big bed. The first thing he did when he woke up every day was to turn on his light brain and see what new information he had today. After lying down and brushing it for half an hour, he would crawl slowly. Get up to wash.

But today was a little different. He was lying on his back on the bed with Guangnao in his arms, but he was not eager to see anything. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked into the darkness above his head.

He vaguely remembered some past events last night.

He didn't want to mention that man's name, that was his father of the blood clan, a true lunatic who took pleasure in looking at others in pain. Of course, he didn't know the true face of that man until later. He had always respected the other person, and thought that at least, the other person really loved him.

Actually not at all, he is just a...toy?

It was only later that he clearly realized how malicious the man used when he first mentioned Ruzius to him. The man sat in front of the heavy-curtained window as usual. The window was not opened due to the day, but Arecio knew how the crimson rose was in the sun in the garden outside.

[Areci. 】The second generation blood family smiled softly, 【The temple found you a... little playmate. 】

[He will be cultivated into a powerful human, may die halfway, may come to you at the end, maybe you will hate him, maybe you will like him... how interesting. 】

Arecio also finds it funny, but his funny comes from the heart. Following the man's words, he seemed to be able to imagine how the hunter of the temple would be cultivated into a good appearance, and finally appeared in front of him on a moonlit night, bravely raising his swordsman.

This is really interesting enough in the long and boring life of the blood race.

[It's a lovely idea to train an exclusive hunter. ] The man took a sip of black tea and slowly raised his eyes, revealing black and purple pupils. [But a few small things have died because of this, and the hunter who killed them has become a hero. 】

[Maybe this idea is not stupid... Areci? 】

[Yes, father. ] He raised his head, [I will pay attention to this. Do you think you should set up a target now to test how fast the temple is cultivated? 】

[Good idea, do it, I'm going to have a meal. 】

The man summoned the Blood Servant, the Blood Servant had been completely domesticated, and he hung his head obediently. As long as the blood clan hooked his fingers, he would put it on his neck.

[Come some together? ] The man invited with a smile.

[No, father. 】Arecio is still thinking about the hunter who is about to appear in his life, 【I will leave now. 】

He left in a hurry, suddenly remembered something, then backed away, he still had one more thing to think about...

The man in the room glanced at the heavy curtains. The heat of the sun outside was still leaking in. It was a sunny day that made him feel painful and weak, but it didn't hinder Arecio's travel. He looked at the tightly fitted curtains with heavy eyes, and suddenly broke the neck of the blood servant who was kneeling beside him.

[...I'm jealous. 】

Arecio stood silently at the door for a while, without reporting what he wanted to say, and turned to leave.

He originally wanted to ask, there are blood races who have been killed by specially trained hunters due to negligence. Does he need to act first? Or just... as a playmate, watching each other grow up?

Don't kill it yet.

He has some expectations for what kind of person he will be.

...It's a neurosis! At least it became a neurosis in the later stage!

Arecio stood up suddenly, turned out the dialogue page with the neuropathy, and transferred the money in one second! He is sure that the neurosis must be paying attention to the daily information at this time, and he is ready to fight! He must win this time!

[The other party has accepted your transfer. 】

Arecio was stunned.

What does it mean?

He looked at the page for a while, but no matter how long he stared at it, the money that was always pushed around was actually accepted by the other party. This is by no means a compromise and softness. Arecio understands the neurosis very well. He doesn't know if the neuropathy of this period has the same idea as the neuropathy of the later period, but there is always one thing that remains the same, that is Ruzius. The decisiveness in the human bones.

The purpose of accepting the transfer is simple-he doesn't want to get involved anymore.

What does this **** mean? !

"Even in the coffin, I still can't fall asleep?" Zhu Heng reconfirmed and sighed worriedly after getting the affirmative answer.

"Your body has been trained for a long time, and it is also very resistant to drugs. If it can, we don't want to increase your dose."

Ruzius lowered his eyes, of course he was tired, but he just couldn't sleep.

"If I still can't fall asleep before leaving the center, then increase the dose."

Zhu Heng sighed, "I am very concerned about your mental condition. How are you doing if you lack sleep for a long time?"

This time, the saint was silent for a long time.

"I remembered something again." He finally said, "I know that it happened in the past, and maybe it has changed afterwards, but I still can't help it."

"..."

Zhu Heng didn't speak, he knew he only needed to be a qualified listener at this time.

"What do you think of the word'playmate'?"

Zhu Heng thought for a while, "I think this is a very common term, similar to friends and partners, but it seems... you don't think so."

"Yes." Ruzius nodded, a little haze appeared in his sky-colored eyes, "I think this word is equivalent to'toy'."

"... Did you hear this word again in your memory?"

"Yes it is."

"I'm sorry to hear this."

Today's routine consultation ended, Ruzius took some sedatives as usual to see if it would be effective tonight. After exiting the door, the disguised haze in his eyes faded away, and he stared at the door deeply.

Zhu Heng still doesn't see much, but there will always be clues.

After returning from the military, he has continuously tested many people on his suspect list, and even the old marshal and Ai Li are also on this list. Ten thousand years later, the appearance of the suspected temple organization really made him feel a little shaken at first, but soon, he calmed down again and even began to try to investigate internal responses outside Zhu Heng.

Because of his familiarity with the temple, he knew what a terrifying behemoth the temple was. Once even the heavily guarded castles of the blood clan had chess pieces that they tried their best to insert, the werewolf clan in the snowy area, the most exclusive Eastern branch, the dark elf dungeon, the **** fortress of the fallen angels, and they also had the tentacles of the temple. .

As long as it is an enemy, the temple is willing to do everything possible to destroy the opponent. The temple knows that human life is short and fragile, and that’s okay. They can accumulate for several generations, father to death, brother to brother, wife to replace husband, and young children will be cultivated into usable new blood. The most useful thing is, if you are born at a bad time, you will freeze it up, hoping to see the sun again in a certain hundred years, even if...

Some were frozen to death.

He was so vigilant because he knew it was terrible. Yes, he does not intend to return to the temple of this era. It is no longer his destination. Even if he has the same totem and purpose, in his era, the temple did good. In this era, it is undoubtedly no longer Pure again.

Ruzius glanced at the portable optical brain on his wrist. The optical brain stayed on the page for receiving the transfer. He could already imagine how the blood race would jump after reading this news, and maybe it was coming to him now.

Guangnao shook slightly, it was the news that Aili had sent him, looking very nervous.

Ai Li: The procedures for the house have been completed, but...is this really okay? QAQ

Ruzius: Thank you, yes.

Alice: Even though the house is within the area designated by Areci, I am still worried...

Ruzius: This is the consequence of inefficiency.

[Ruzius withdrew a message. 】

Ruzius: I will tell him.

Ellie:...

Ellie was silent, and Ruzius put down his wrists and settled the lunch in the canteen of the childcare center. He also had an appointment in the afternoon. The expression of the ancient myth has been determined to be a print. He will be the narrator behind the scenes, so he has to go to the recording studio for this.

Halfway through the meal, the saint glanced at the time on the terminal for an unprecedented time.

Why hasn't it arrived yet?

His eyes sank slightly and he turned his fork.

Was it attracted attention by something else?

He was thinking about it, suddenly his eyes went dark, and he flew.

He guessed right. The angry Arecii was rushing towards his position, but he ran into a staff member on the way. The staff just came out of the third canteen. Today, there is a limited amount of egg tarts in the canteen. He specially sent some to Arecio.

Three big boxes, eight in each box, fragrant.

The kinsmen who didn't have much concentration on their own immediately forgot their anger, holding the egg tart, and remembering not to leave the neuropathy for a kilometer to prevent him from powering off, and they found a secluded corridor nearby. There were some benches scattered in the corridor in the center. He sat down and decided to go after the egg tarts and go to trouble with neuroses.

"Oh!" The wolf cub's voice was heard not far away. When the wolf cub saw Arecio, he didn't let the nurturer Dalf hug it away. He rolled to the ground and stepped on his four short short legs. Running and rolling towards Arecio.

"Wow!"

The wolf pup squatted at the feet of Arecio, scratching his trousers. Arecio glanced at him silently, and finally picked it up and put it on the bench, and gave the wolf cub the egg tart. The wolf pup also likes to eat this limited-edition egg tart, and he slams into it, eating it all over his face.

Arecio ate his box indifferently, suddenly feeling something, and looking up—

The last box of egg tarts has been pulled to the other end of the bench. It was a boned hand that held the box of egg tarts tightly. When Arecio's sight was noticed, that hand shook, not only did it not loose, but also "swish". He pulled a whole box of egg tarts into his arms! Then the criminal who committed the crime pulled his hood and ran away!

There is such a thing! !

"Wait! Put down my egg tart!" Of course Arecio refused to suffer this loss. He rushed to catch up. With his talent, he teleported and moved to the prisoner who was running very fast. Then he found that it was bad. Up!

More than a kilometer! Neuropathy is out of power!

He grabbed the prisoner and tried to teleport back with him, but the cloak came loose with a grasp, revealing the girl with black hair and black eyes. The girl's eyes were dark, with a blue soul fire burning in her pupils, and she looked at Areciou with tears in her eyes.

Arecio was startled.

This is a...

Maiden Lich.