The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

It's really the best thing to nibble on your own CP, especially if you really have a good impression of the other party.

Alessio nabbed CP for three days. During the period, the sacred bird gave him Amway high-quality food. He quickly grew into an excellent food hunter under the baptism of many food rations, even because he was the party involved. , Has a pair of eyes that are particularly good at discovering OOC.

... this kind of thing is nothing to be proud of!

He looked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the gray curtain was closed, and a bunch of vegetables were growing vigorously under the bright sunshine. In this world ten thousand years later, the seasons will not affect the plants in the flowerbeds, and the rose against the wall has already unknowingly climbed a fine vine.

It grows so fast.

He wants to bite more and more neurotic, the kind of [First Embrace].

He turned his gaze back to Guangnao, staring at the site, and suddenly a neurotic voice rang around him.

"...Did you play a lot with Guangbrain these past few days?"

Arecio hid the light brain subconsciously and blinked at the neuropathy.

"Have it?"

The saint glanced at him lightly and put the fried egg on the table.

"The home network can record the online time, and you are still checking it in the middle of the night." He put down the toasted bread again, "Be more restrained, don't sleep."

Arecio went to see the recorded online time. As expected, except for work, he was almost playing with the brain, so he had to restrain himself. Before exiting that page, he subconsciously glanced at the online time of the neuropathy next to him.

Ok? Why is it longer than his time?

He asked, and the saint was expressionless for a while, then replied:

"Because I still work at home."

"While you are playing."

Arecio was in awe, he stopped asking, and felt that he was indeed a little loose lately. But after that, there was not much free time. Crawvenson seemed to have already settled some links and began to introduce some dark creatures to Arecio. Arecio had already seen almost all the dark creatures of the Alliance, and coupled with Crawvenson's connections, he had the illusion that he had formed a dark front.

"I'm not all playing either." He sat down at the table, "Maybe I won't be back for dinner tonight, Crawvenson set the game."

As he said, his rosy eyes were slightly narrowed.

"The resistance here is bigger than I thought. I have to bring Andrey in."

"Join the league?" Ruzius asked.

"No, the alliance only absorbs dark creatures. This will not change, but there are as many extra posts as you can."

"There are so many things you want, so the resistance will be great."

Ruzius thought of the rights that Arecio asked for. Not only did the previously protected dark creatures need to go to the front, he also wanted the dark creatures to be the commander-in-chief of this special team, and he had absolute power to decide. Vincent can do anyone.

"The resistance is big, and it is not impossible to solve it, at most it is more troublesome."

"I hate being on the front, and there are still people who worry about this and that, although it is a good intention, but this time..." Arecio lowered his eyes, "but the ones who really plan to let those cubs actually fight are definitely not going to watch. Make a turn on the front line."

Ruzius had heard of Arecio's terrible commanding power and prestige among the dark creatures. He was looking forward to witnessing Arecio's ability to dominate a front on this battlefield.

"I'm full." Arecio consciously put the bowl in the dishwasher, and when he went out, he suddenly heard the neuropathy say.

"Looking at your progress, I'm afraid it won't be long before we can set off. I'm considering bringing the Griffin with me, starting from now on the magic that I used before building the temple."

"Do you mind if there are more small animals in the house?"

Alessio didn't mind, and then when he returned home in the middle of the night, he saw the mini-griffin that had shrunk by not knowing how many times.

The Griffon stood on the table majesticly, feeding it something neurotic. Even if they eat, Griffins are absolutely well-trained and never take a bite without the owner's permission.

"Can you touch it?" Arecio liked the fluffy, and was satisfied with two silky furs.

"You haven't kept any animals before?" Ruzius asked, he had no information in this regard.

Arecio was teasing the Griffin, and the Griffin looked at him very seriously, but too small and very cute.

"If you don't raise it, I can't raise it."

"I thought that the lord of a small animal, three generations of princes could still do it."

"How can I put it..." Alessio didn't mind talking about this problem, he even smiled, "Of course it is easy to find a small animal to raise, but I often go out to do errands. In Moon Castle, the relationship between me and the other blood races is not very good..."

"After Crawvenson's death, no one will help me watch it, let alone raise it. Someone will steal it."

There is not much sadness in his eyes. Being rejected by humans and rejected by his family is something he has become accustomed to. He is not nothing, because there are many of his friends outside the ghastly castle.

The saint looked at him quietly and suddenly raised his hand. When his fingertips touched Arecio's forehead, Arecio had already reacted, and his eartips were slightly reddening to hide behind.

"You, what are you doing?"

However, the saint was very persistent this time, even if Arecio leaned back, he still leaned in and touched Arecio's head, paused, and touched.

"You said before, I dragged you into the coffin?"

The topic shifted a little inexplicably, Arecio sensed the weight of his hand on his head and responded.

"It's you."

"Ok."

In the end, the other party only responded and touched his head for a while before slowly retracting his hand. There is a light and warm mood spreading in the sky-colored eyes of the saint, making these seemingly clear but indifferent eyes add a lot of temperature.

Ruzius thought, he seemed to understand himself a little bit ten thousand years ago.

Look, in this world, almost everyone loves his destiny.

Theo's ward had already moved to a sunny room in accordance with his request. With the support of all kinds of precision instruments, his physical condition quickly stabilized. Except for the shadow rose in full bloom on his chest that would show his presence from time to time, Theo has almost completely recovered.

At this moment, he was leaning on the soft pillow, quietly looking at the bright sunshine outside, there was no joy or anger in his purple and black eyes.

Delvey walked in gently, she was still wearing a white dress that showed her holiness, her dark and slightly curly hair all the way down to the waist, and the fine wavy curls made her look very charming.

"Mr. Theo." She knelt down in front of the hospital bed. This was the courtesy recently requested by Theo, and of course she would obey it unconditionally.

"Did the Southeast Division take care of it?"

"Yes, the insects have already been..." Delvy shivered at the thought of the eggs, "all implanted in the relevant personnel."

Theo then smiled faintly. He raised his hand, and Delvey immediately walked to his bed and looked at him with more obsessive eyes than ever before. Theo gently stroked her head like a small animal.

"Good job, my girl." He smiled faintly, "I believe you will be as capable as you go to the north."

"Yes, sir! I will be loyal to you!" Del Wei eagerly responded, and then she showed a look of hatred.

"The hunter who took the information but betrayed us, do we want revenge?"

Theo's smile did not change at all. He stroked the well-behaved pet who was kneeling by the hospital bed, his voice a little dim.

"Why revenge?"

"can……"

"You just need to listen to me, good girl, I don't need to respond."

Delvey suddenly closed her mouth tightly, she was afraid of being punished by Theo.

"I will not retaliate against him. He is a vital part of my plan." Theo smiled. "The previous method was wrong. If you hit the wrong place with a snake, you will of course be bitten back."

"They are together now, they know each other, and even their hearts are connected. No one can compete with this combination."

"But... the crack can be made."

"The sad hunter will definitely kill his destiny. My script has been written like this."

He said calmly, suddenly remembering something.

"You seem to have asked me before why you care about Arecio so much. In order for you to understand my thinking and make it more useful on the northern front, I will condescend to tell you the reason for this problem."

"I want Arecio..."

"[First Embrace] for me."

He would never accept that he would spend the rest of his life with a weak and short-lived human body. He should be an immortal, noble, blood family that will always live on the top of this world, even if he will be descended to two generations in a row because the implementer of the first embrace is three generations of blood family.

Delvy raised her head and asked carefully:

"Do you mean to keep Arecio's life as long as possible?"

Theo patted the silly **** the head, and said with affection:

"Of course not, I want you to go with the determination to kill him. The vitality of the blood race is very tenacious, Arecio will not die so easily, and once you start to shrink back, you will mess up my plan. "

"My girl, I don't accept failure, understand?"

Delvey understood, thinking of Theo's various methods recently, and knelt down with a trembling.

"Yes, sir, I will do my best to kill Arecio."

"Good boy, I will also help you. The hunter is on our side."

At this time, Delvi was really confused, but she did not dare to ask, so she had to lower her head deeply to show her leadership. After she left the room respectfully, Theo enjoyed the sunshine outside the window for a while, and then took out the communicator that the idiot in the body had contacted the hunter.

He has lived for a long time, knowing the temple better than anyone, and knowing the exclusive hunter better than anyone. The temple once tentatively cultivated a little guy for him. He likes to study people the most, and of course he smiles unceremoniously. In that pleasant game, he deeply understood what kind of existence the exclusive hunter of the temple really was.

...The little guy was still reaching out for comfort before he died.

He lowered his eyes and sent a message with a cruel smile.

The hunter would never share this information with his children, Theo was sure.

[Theo: The hunters of the temple cannot accept the first embrace. 】

[Theo: Have you ever thought about the issue of longevity? 】

The dark purple shadow fell behind Theo, and a line of patterns began to wind down from his ears, running through the neck and flowing into the collar. Theo looked up and looked at the blurred shadow, which smiled at him.

[I take care of you, slanderous believer. 】

[No one can escape your trap, where your words and phrases arrive are your domain. 】

[Go to bewitched, to cause disputes and wars, and use your domain to suppress people without domain! 】

Theo felt that his consciousness had reached the hunter's side along with the domain. He had never been favored before, and at the moment he only felt infinite joy. His words were full of maliciousness, and he vowed to provoke a dispute between the hunter and Arecio!

he wants……

"Would you like supper?" Arecio knocked on the door outside. "I want to have supper, do you want to eat it?"

The purple shadow that pounced on the hunter suddenly seemed to hit an invisible barrier and immediately dissipated. Arecio, who knocked on the door outside, noticed something, his expression dreaded, and he broke into the door directly, but he only saw a little purple aftertaste.

The favored person has done something to the neurosis!

He teleported to the neuropathy, saw the other party's head hanging down, and immediately ignored him, lifting the opponent's wrist and biting it down!

The attacker should be possessing a spiritual domain, and he will wake up soon after being insane!

Ruzius heard the voice in the void again.

[I have seen it. 】

In the depths of the nursery center, the planet-like pupils burst out of brilliance, and the dazzling light bands revolved around him endlessly. Other staff members watched this scene in surprise. Fortunately, this abnormality only lasted for a short period of time, and Hitomi returned to the usual way and calmed down again.

The only place that has changed is in Hitomi's very empty core database.

[Detected a violation of the slanderous god, once. 】

[Remaining times of reaching rulings: two. 】

Ruzius suddenly turned a lot of guesses and thoughts in his heart, and before he could sort it out, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, followed by the familiar boundless bliss. As he lowered his head, the fangs of the blood clan were embedded in his wrist, and the blood-sucking business did not appear to be a bit diligent, and a blood line wandered from his hand.

He could no longer think about other things, while gathering the prototype of the domain he had just opened, while stabilizing his aura of chaos for a moment, he asked:

"Before you eat supper, can you make me mentally prepare?"

Arecio who also bit his wrist trying to rescue him: ...?