The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

When Alexei opened a package of snacks in the room, he clearly felt the fluctuation of the undead magic. He laughs, as usual, while eating snacks and browsing what's interesting today, he suddenly feels as if he has forgotten something.

He thought seriously for a moment.

I remind of it!

He immediately went to pat the door of the neuropathy next door, quietly, the owner of the room has not come back. He turned around in anger at the door for a while and began to send messages to the psycho.

Alexei: what do you mean?!

After waiting for a while, the message always showed "unread". Alexei bombarded dozens of messages in succession. Finally, he was tired. With a stubborn experimental mentality, he opened the transfer page and transferred a sum of money to the neuropathy.

It's not that you don't watch your brain in time? Regret it! He immediately withdrew the transfer! Wait for him

Your transfer has been received by the other party

... I'm here.

Arecio:???

What a dog operation! What a dog! I'm teasing him if I have time to collect money or read information?!

He immediately sent a communication to Ellie, asked where the neuropathy was, and killed her in anger.

On the other hand, ruzius turned off his brain and was happy. His eyes turned back to the notebook that was spread out on his lap. The notebook belonged to himself, and now he can open the back pages. As he expected, he did record the breaking process of the thorn cross, with some information about the Lich who came with the blood clan, but

On the normal note, there are obvious handwriting added later. Later, we can see that his style is more inclined and sharp. In the blank space of each page, some words are drawn repeatedly with different colors of ink. In some places, the paper is even broken uncontrollably.

He's so cute

I want to kiss his tusks

I saw his wings

[eyes... Eyes...]

There are more, words and sentences intense madness, almost make ruzius doubt that he wrote these, because write these sentences is more like a madman.

His fingertips crossed the last line, which was normal. He wrote it in a calm tone——

I don't care if the blood clan treats me as a plaything

And crazy he added——

I will be the most interesting one

"Mr. ruzius, the confirmation has been completed. You have worked hard." The staff came out to thank him. Today's recording is very smooth. This Saint from ten thousand years ago has the calmest voice, which is especially suitable for narrating history.

They, the staff involved in the production, have already known in advance how incredible and shocking this period of history is. Although some studies have shown that light and dark used to be antagonistic, there was no source, no details, and naturally no sense of reality. This period of history is bound to cause an uproar in the Federation.

Ruzius nodded slowly and closed the note calmly. The fairy tale that had just been voiced flashed in his mind. The vague guess made him feel heavy, but he was forced down again.

"When will it be made public?"

"Tomorrow! Exactly... Twelve o'clock tonight! The relevant notice has been posted on the official website! "

"Well."

To bid farewell to the staff, ruzius took the less commonly used passageway. He was used to mastering the surrounding terrain thoroughly, and he has been able to find out where the conservation center can go these days. This road will not meet Alexis, the blood group will no doubt rush into the air, and then call his communication in a rage.

It's about this time.

The saint stops and stares down at the brain on his wrist. As expected, there is a communication request for access, but the object is beyond the saint. He was a little lighthearted. He sank a little. He picked up the communication and said something. He just had no expression.

"Sitting together and talking is really a good way to solve most problems, but doctor Zhu, I think you misunderstood."

"I didn't think that word was insulting."

Because it is the blood clan, the monarch of eternal night, a dark creature that will survive all the time without accident. Not to mention, Alexei is a noble blood clan of three generations. He is also at the top of the pyramid of blood clan. The temple predicts that he is at least 1000 years old, because there are records that Alexei not only has friendship with lich, but also knows dragon.

And the last dragon has been dead for at least a thousand years.

Such a long life, powerful and beautiful creature can be called "playmate", which ruzius thinks is almost praise.

Of course, he will prove himself and let the blood clan recognize his opponent's position by virtue of his powerful power. He will treat him differently and even only look at him. If he wants to kill him soon, he will be the most

The saint's hand suddenly trembled slightly, thinking of the crazy words on the note.

I will be the most interesting one

He was a little stunned for a moment.

He may be... Far from normal as he thinks.

Alexei pounced on the air in the recording room. He felt that he was already on fire, and the psycho was pouring oil on his head one by one. He walked back with a stiff face. This time, he finally opened the door of neuropathy. The other party had already made tea. When he came in, he nodded calmly.

"I have something to tell you."

Alexei's anger trough finally broke up. He was angry and laughed, but he was calm.

"It's fun walking me?"

“……”

The saint looked at him quietly. Silence means acquiescence. Alexei knew this psycho was not as good as it seemed!

"Not only this time, but also before, at the Griffin training ground of the military headquarters." Alexei's memory got better at this time. The memory of the blood clan is usually not very good, but it is absolutely enough for revenge!

"Although the old Marshal suggested that I should hide something about my combat ability for the time being, I don't think it's very difficult to hide it..." he looked at the saint with a smile, and the tattoo in his right eye became more and more distinct, "as long as I hit you in a place without monitoring."

The saint immediately got up, but now he was obviously defeated by the serious blood clan. The sound insulation nearby is not very good, but there are no other people living on both sides, so Alexei boldly hammered him, washed all the negative energy brought by this neuropathy since his recovery.

After everything calmed down, they sat at the table peacefully again. The left eye of the saint was black and blue, and Alexei's clothes were burning.

"It seems that you can't draw the sacred gun now." Alessio sighed, "it's so beautiful. I hope you'll be so weak all the time."

Ruzius, with a cold look, took a sip of tea, while alecio held up his cup in a happy mood and said:

"I'm in a good mood now. Come on, what's the matter?"

"... the real estate procedures have been completed." Ruzius said coldly, "we'll move out of the conservation center the day after tomorrow. We're looking forward to the speed of your house selection. I'm afraid we'll have to face a model house without decoration that day."

He gave alecio a brochure of a two-story building with a garden in the heart of the capital. In fact, at the beginning, Ellie gave Alexei many brochures in the hope that he could purchase real estate in the area specially designated for dark creatures and important personnel. Alexei picked a few new places for a while, and then forgot about it. Only now do she think about it.

"I made a reservation in your name before, and today you just transferred it to me, plus the original one on my side, it's paid in full." Ruzius said, "please decide the interior style as soon as possible. Although the technology is developed now, the decoration tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the limit."

This passage is a bit informative, not to mention how the psychopath quickly completed the psychological construction under the same roof with him in the future. Alexei was shocked that the psychopath got an asset in silence.

He thought that none of the saints in the temple would make money... After all, there are people to support

"History." The saint was brief, "because I remember almost everything."

This is a field that Alexis can't get involved in. He remembers some big events, but he is really vulnerable to the history that neuropathy has systematically memorized on a large scale. Not to mention neuropathy has always been quite erudite. The knowledge of ten thousand years ago can also get some vague confirmation in modern times, such as biological evolution, ethnic origin, or geological changes.

In addition, people now yearn for that era very much, even if the psycho to engage in film and television, make up a story can also make money.

After choosing the style, Alexei was a little surprised when he showed the result to the neuropathy.

"I didn't expect it to be this style. I thought the blood clan liked it more..."

Alexei intuitively asked him if he didn't speak well.

"Which one?"

"It will thunder."

"... do you want to be symmetrical?"

Ruzius doesn't speak any more. He has other things to do. He has to watch the blood race finish.

"The first mythical video has been released by Tong. It will be released the day after tomorrow, so... How about the rest of the history?"

“……”

"Not at all?"

“……”

Ruzius took a deep breath and calmed himself down. It seems that he overestimates the work efficiency of the blood clan. It should be that there is no efficiency at all. No one is staring at him. He won't work at all.

"Bring it here, and I'll watch you add."

Alexei opened his mouth, just want to say something, the saint has simply put his words back.

"Don't you remember anything?"

"Remember! I've experienced it myself

In the hours before he went to bed today, Alexei regretted the big words he said at the beginning. He had a headache in his memory, and the history he recalled was just like a dog in ruzius' words.

"I really didn't think of it." Ruzius said pitifully, "if I had known that, I would not have embarrassed you."

Intermittently remembering, most of them forget, and it's easy to remember... The memory of the blood clan is really amazing, which may be the reason why they will go to irresponsible sleep after a while. The history of human beings is fragmented, and the forces and changes of the dark creatures are very clear. At least ruzius has gained a lot in this process.

Alexei was lying on the table, breathing like a thread.

"Her mother is... It's... It's Ariel..."

"... that's her dead great grandmother."

“……”

Alexei was staring at the pile of paper on the table. The messy names and countries were still tormenting him, and the related terms kept whirling and crashing in his head.

He stares and suddenly sits up.

"I have a good memory, don't I?"

The saints are indifferent to each other.

"Do you have any misunderstanding about" good memory "

Alexei was not angry either. He lit up the events he remembered one by one, as if he were sketching the track of someone's life. He looked up again with a smile in his eyes.

"Look, I remember everything about you."