Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

The earl's eyes turned cold: "Why do you say that?"

Wen Wusheng was afraid that he might misunderstand: "I didn't mean to speak ill of him."

"I trust you," said the count.

Wen Wusheng was stunned.It was the blood prince who nominally raised the earl for 18 years and gave him all the splendor and wealth, but the earl said he believed in him, the little boy he had only known for a few months.

Is it better for him to be ruthless or to be affectionate?

"Why?" Wen Wusheng smiled, "That's your father, and he's good to you."

The count disagreed: "You treat me better."

Wen Wusheng said: "Is there someone who treats you better than me, and you just trust him?"

The count glanced at him: "Yes, so you have to be nicer to me."

Wen Wusheng laughed helplessly, and felt that he was like an unfamiliar cat. A cat just doesn’t remember old favors, and always only looks at the present. Do long-winded objective questions, go straight to the point, never get entangled, so you will always be unique.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with it, even a little...cute, making him want to treat him better.

Wen Wusheng thought to himself that he was really stumped, and finally moved his eyes away from the Earl's face, and got back to business: "Just now he was behind me, and for a moment I felt that he was going to attack me."

That feeling appeared and disappeared so quickly that Wen Wusheng even suspected it was an illusion.

He was hesitant to say it, fearing that it would be an unfounded worry, but if he didn't say it, he felt uncomfortable.He can't trust anyone in the ghost world except the Earl. He has doubts hidden in his heart, and sooner or later it will ferment and rot, and if he speaks out, if there is no problem, his doubts can be dispelled.

The count frowned: "What did he tell you?"

Wen Wusheng said, "Ask me about my past."

Earl: "Your past?"

Wen Wusheng said "Yes", "I also mentioned the dean."

Wen Wusheng consciously remembered just now, and now he recounted the conversation between himself and the prince to the earl verbatim.

After hearing this, the count frowned deeply, and said after a long while, "He asked about your upper limit, and in the past, he even mentioned the dean..."

The Count stroked his chin.

He is not a brainy character, and he never likes to think about problems that can be solved by violence. For a while, he feels that something is wrong, but he can't tell exactly where it is. The inspiration is fleeting and hard to catch.

Wen Wusheng nodded: "Ask one or two alone, which is the polite question of elders to juniors, but they asked all three."

"I'm a bit of a conspiracy theory. Asking the level cap is like spying on future threats. Asking about the past seems like he knows a little about me, and what he wants to compare. Asking the dean is more like defense."

The count frowned deeper, and pondered for a moment: "Why did he want to kill you? Because of me?"

After he finished speaking, he shook his head: "No, your life will be good or bad for the future of the blood race, unless..."

Wen Wusheng couldn't understand what he was talking about, thought for a while, and asked: "You said that the dean is the younger brother of the ghost king, did the prince have an enmity with the dean, so Hate Wu and Wu wanted to kill me? After all, I am the dean Long student."

"Not really," the earl said, "I don't know much about the grievances and grievances between the blood clan and the ghost clan, but the old man has always been a mercenary person. Even if he really has a grudge against the dean, your value can definitely offset that point of vigilance." , if this is the case, he should try his best to win you over instead of killing you."

"After all, his philosophy of life is that emotions are hypocritical and short-lived. There is no one who cannot be used by him in the end. If there is, then the effort is not deep enough."

Wen Wusheng coughed: "The old thing is..."

The count wondered, "Aren't you talking about the prince?"

Wen Wusheng: "... Isn't that your godfather?"

He was a little afraid at the moment that the count called himself a "little thing" in front of others.

The earl stayed with him for a long time, and he understood the human brain circuit a little bit, and said with a smile: "I won't speak ill of you behind your back. You are different from him. I can understand the motives of your actions."

"But he, I can't." The count's expression turned cold.

"In the past 18 years, he has never been sorry to me. You can even say that he is kind and generous. It stands to reason that I should be grateful to him and filial to him, but he is merciless to the same kind of blood. As long as he does not obey his orders, he will torture and kill him. Almost omnipotent, I don't believe a person can be so divisive."

"It's true that he treats me well, but he has no motive. I always feel that the good without motive is more worthy of vigilance than the bad with motive."

The earl couldn't understand, he was the only son of the former prince, and the current prince was only a subordinate of the former prince, how could he not be afraid of him?

But instead of responding, he also said that he would pass the throne to him in the future.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't believe that there are kind-hearted people in this world, but if he is really kind-hearted enough, why didn't he immediately give him the throne and assist him himself after he hatched from the egg?But to pass it on to him when he gets old?

The difference of one word is a thousand miles away.

That is to say, he is still greedy for that position, still wants to be the ruler of the blood race, or is intoxicated and obsessed with the power that responds to everyone. If this is the case, why would he want to pass the throne to him from the bottom of his heart?

How could he not ignore his own existence?

Can a person who is above ten thousand people and no one below him really tolerate the existence of an heir who will step on his head at any time in the future?

What's more, he has no blood relationship with the prince, and is the descendant of the former prince, the logical successor.

It's not that the prince has no children, on the contrary, he has many children, and there are many outstanding ones. How can he love himself more than his parents and children?

He is not interested in that position, and he doesn't care about others being courteous to him, so he can see clearly.

Although he doesn't like to think, he still understands the simplest truth, which is fundamentally contradictory.

Wen Wusheng was nice to him because he liked him and wanted to get close to him, and the prince was nice to him without any motive.

No motivation is the scariest thing, because most of the time it is not that there is no real motivation, but that the motivation has not yet surfaced.

Wen Wusheng obviously also figured out the key point, and said: "That's why you don't like him, beware of him."

The count nodded.The heart of guarding against others is indispensable, not to mention his complicated life experience.

Wen Wusheng said: "The old man wanted to kill me, but he stopped suddenly because you came?"

The Earl is at level 77, the Prince is at level 80, the Earl can’t beat the Prince, the Prince really wants to kill him, and the Earl has nothing to do with him, so he suddenly stopped, maybe he didn’t want to tear himself apart with the Earl, so he gave up first, of course there is another possibility ...

He felt that the timing was not good, and wanted to pick a better time to strike.

Wen Wusheng had a strong sense of foreboding in his heart.

The Earl said decisively: "Don't go back to the game recently, stay in the real world, and wait for me to find you."

This matter can be big or small, if it is true, Wen Wusheng is not suitable to stay here anymore, this is the territory of the blood clan, it is too dangerous, if he is not careful, he will die in Huangquan.

Wen Wusheng didn't hold back: "Okay, if you need anything, come to me anytime."

The Count responded.

Wen Wusheng looked at the Earl, and frowned suddenly: "Your own situation...you have to be careful, I'll go to the dean and see if I can help you."

For some reason, he always felt that the Earl's situation was much more dangerous than his own.With his level, he can't pose a threat to the prince at all for the time being, and the prince may even attack, so the earl who is stronger and more threatening than him...

The count said that the prince had no motive for his kindness...

Hate the house and Wu, really don't you hate the earl, and him...?

The moment this idea appeared, Wen Wusheng's heart beat wildly.

But he really didn't understand what necessary connection he could have with the Earl.

Unable to figure out many things, Wen Wusheng gave a few more instructions before leaving.

"Good," said the count calmly.

……

Inside the castle.

"Prince, I really can't wait any longer!"

Several old and retired blood clan elders surrounded them, looking anxious as if a knife was on their necks.

The prince said angrily: "What's the noise!"

Not only did his voice not stop them, but it made them more anxious, and one of them came out to persuade: "Prince, don't be afraid of [-], just in case, there is no such coincidence in the world, a string of similar bracelets can't prove anything , but why did Wen Rengu like the earl? The probability of this is too small!"

"Yeah, the change of appearance can be explained by Wen Rengu reincarnated, but he is a human being, with such a fast upgrade speed... really besides him back then, who else?"

"I just said how could he level up so fast, it's really abnormal, and he still has the ability to comprehend..."

"Prince, his consciousness is restricted by his body! The fight with the count when he first came in has shown that his consciousness is not much worse than that of the count, but we didn't pay much attention at that time..."

The more they talked, the more nervous they became, the foreheads were sweating uncontrollably, and the prince's face became more and more gloomy.

One person said angrily: "I saw him die with my own eyes, it is impossible for him to be reincarnated! Don't confuse people with nonsense!"

The person who spoke was an old man in red, with gray hair and beard, and his face was wrinkled like tree bark. His facial features were hidden in the folds, and he looked like he would scare a child to cry.

"Bah," someone spat, "You also said that the earl was completely dead, but he was reincarnated! You are too ignorant! Can the two of them speculate in a normal way? The secret of the earl is unknown until now. Didn't untie it!"

"Yeah, yeah, maybe he's reincarnated too, otherwise, how can he explain that he just happened to enter the game, and the count chose him so many women? How can there be such a coincidence in this world? matter? He must be!"

The old man in red still insisted: "It can't be him. If it was him, with the relationship between Bai Yusheng and his father, how could he not raise him since he was a child and let him fend for himself for more than ten years?!"

"Think about it for yourself. If it was really him, would he be at this level? His talent, Bai Yusheng taught him since he was born, and he is at least at the earl's level now."

This does not make sense.

When Wen Rengu came in, he was clearly at level zero. He was indeed Bai Yusheng's student, but Bai Yusheng, as the principal of the Spiritual School, the principal of the Xuan Academy, and the younger brother of the Ghost King, did not teach him to use the power of the ghost world at all.

Wen Rengu came to Bai Yusheng's side only in his teens. If Wen Rengu was really him, how could Bai Yusheng let him be an orphan for more than ten years?How could he be so cruel?Isn't he afraid of sorry for his old friend?

And if it was really him, Bai Yusheng sent him to the ghost world to play games when he was so weak, so he was not afraid of being discovered by them and strangling him in the cradle?

It just doesn't make sense logically.

What's even more exaggerated is that Bai Yusheng actually put him under their noses, allowing him to be with the earl without stopping him...

It just... makes no sense.

The people below chatted and quarreled, and they couldn't stand for a while, and each side had its own reasons.

After a long time, someone sneered: "Then how do you explain that he was with the earl? Don't tell me it's a coincidence."

"You..." The old man in red was speechless for a while, and then said coldly after a while, "Then what are you going to do? If we attack him now, the Earl will definitely know, and even the Earl will be killed together by then?"

"Why not?!" The man sneered, "If you don't kill now, with the earl's upgrade speed, will you have a chance to kill him in the future? If he hears a little bit of wind from somewhere, or suddenly recovers his memory, who can stop him?" ? I don't want to die with you!"

The old man in red sneered: "The earl is dead, what about the future of the blood clan? We finally have the hope of dominating the ghost world, do you still want to be angry with the ghost clan like before?"

He resolutely said: "Only the earl can lead the blood race to glory."

The person next to him said "hehe" twice: "That is also on the premise that you can control him, can you guarantee that he will never know the truth and take revenge? I don't understand the reason for raising tigers as trouble, old man, you can really It's buried!"

"You!" The old man in red was full of anger, looked at the prince with an uncertain face, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly, "I did that for the future of the blood clan, and now I don't agree to attack the earl, it is also for the sake of the blood clan In the future, the Earl cannot die, he is the hope of the blood clan, please think twice, Prince."

He continued: "The prince has been supporting the earl for so many years. It is impossible for the earl not to remember your kindness, but to favor an outsider. He has not recovered his memory for 18 years. We have also searched his memory, and indeed there is no remaining memory. , why should we worry about nothing!"

Someone hesitated.What the elder in red said also made sense.

The Earl is undoubtedly a genius, a rare genius in the world of ghosts and ghosts. With him, the supreme glory of the blood race will be in the not-too-distant future. After nearly a thousand years, the birth of the earl has caused a significant tilt in the balance. Killing the earl is tantamount to killing the future of the blood race.

Can……

They also have to live to see the future of the blood race.

The two groups of people quarreled fiercely, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

The prince suddenly smiled, and looked at the opposing party headed by the elder in red, there was no smile in his eyes: "So the earl can't die, does it mean that I can die? Did the earl kill me, ascend the throne, rule Strigoi, on the contrary, agree with you more?"

The face of the old man in red froze, and he began to tremble uncontrollably: "Prince, I don't mean that, it's just..."

The prince sneered: "The elder is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He can sacrifice everything for the future of the blood clan. It is really epic, but I don't know if the earl will accept your affection!"

The old man in red said: "Prince..."

"Come here!" the prince said coldly, "Suppress all the objectors, and take good care of you."

The old man in red stared wide-eyed: "No! You can't kill the count! At least not now! Wait a minute! Check it out!"

Immediately someone scolded: "Fart!! If the Earl and Bai Yusheng collude, then we will be the unlucky ones! Don't forget that Wen Rengu is a student of Bai Yusheng! This is still good, if Bai Yusheng colludes The ghost clan, together with the earl, conspired to annex the blood clan, and the result was disastrous!"

The prince's usually tolerant and benevolent face completely turned cold at these words, and he said with a smile: "You elders, don't worry, of course I won't kill him immediately, but this kind of situation is really unavoidable. It is still necessary to control him, and I will take you out after I finish dealing with it, the blood race still needs you."

……

The moon is gradually shrouded in shadow, and the fighting system under the night is gloomy.

After communicating with Wen Wusheng, the Earl's first reaction was to go to a few blood clan elders to find out the truth, but after thinking about it, he hesitated again. If it is true what Wen Wusheng said, then the one who can be trusted now is his nominal enemy ghost clan, not blood clan.

So he teleported to find Bai Yu.

Standing in front of Baiyu's door, the earl was about to knock on the door, when a black shadow flashed behind him, the earl turned his head sharply, and said coldly, "Who?"

In the next second, the man had already charged towards the earl.

A strong sense of oppression strikes. There are only two people in the entire ghost world who have this level of threat. One is the ghost king of the ghost clan, and the other is...

The count instantly recognized the person, his face extremely gloomy: "It's you."

The man didn't speak, as if he had tacitly agreed to something, and he went straight to the earl's life, every move was extremely ruthless, without the slightest warmth and kindness in the past.

The earl's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he manipulated the blood sword to resist the opponent's attack, leaving a part of his strength to protect his mind.

At his level, as long as the brain suffers from the opponent's mental attack, it is basically dead.

The ability of the person in front of him to control things with his mind is obviously superior to his. The weapon he uses is an extremely hard black scepter, two meters long, with a thin bowl mouth, and a weight of several hundred catties. The sword will vibrate and stand still for a moment.

After a short confrontation, the earl's hands went numb, and he sneered, "It was you last time."

The time he ordered to ask Wen Wusheng for help day and night, one was because he suddenly couldn't feel the law, and the other was because someone sneaked up on him.

At that time, he was concentrating on dealing with the powerful ghost clan, when suddenly a man in black came out from the darkness and dealt him an almost fatal blow.

If he hadn't escaped with the blood sword and was saved by Wen Wusheng, he would probably have confessed to the ghost clan.

And that person's moves are exactly the same as the person in front of him!

He kept searching secretly, trying to find that person.

And the person who has been hiding in the shadows is his adoptive father.

It's not that he didn't doubt it, after all, he had never fought with him before.

The prince smiled: "Looking at you, you are neither shocked nor disappointed. It seems that I am tired of playing the role of father, loving son and filial piety. It has been 18 years, and I am really not familiar with it."

The count looked at him coldly: "It was originally mine."

The Prince's face instantly turned cold.

Only Bai Yu lived here alone. He heard a movement outside the door, teleported out, saw the blood prince, and was about to greet him politely, when he saw the earl and the blood prince tense, he realized something, and his heart beat wildly , looked anxiously at the earl, silently questioning.

Before the earl could reply, the prince had already said: "The ghost clan should not meddle in the affairs of my blood clan, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being merciless."

The count clenched the blood sword tightly.

The prince must have been well-prepared if he dared to attack. The elites of the blood race should be hiding here, waiting for his order to surround and kill him.

The count forced himself to calm down, and secretly gave Bai Yu a wink.

As long as Bai Yu doesn't intervene, the blood clan will not dare to touch Bai Yu. He is the future heir of the ghost clan. Do.

But if Bai Yu really wants to intervene, the most urgent thing for the Prince is to attack him, fearing that if he escapes and cause more trouble, it is not impossible to deal with Bai Yu who is in the way.

The count secretly shook his head towards Bai Yu.

A smile appeared on the corner of the prince's mouth.

Bai Yu's footsteps stopped.He understood what the count meant, but...but...

Bai Yu forced himself to calm down, the earl couldn't beat the blood prince at all, not to mention there were so many blood masters, he had to find a way to save the earl, but...

A burst of sadness welled up in my heart.

The blood clan is under the leadership of the blood prince, and the blood prince has always been vigilant against the earl. If he dared to capture the earl with such a big fanfare, he must have already controlled all the elders in the blood clan who supported the earl.

No one in the blood clan can help the earl.

He is a member of the ghost clan himself, and his clansmen hope that the earl will die, so that the crisis of the ghost clan's subservience to others will be completely resolved in the future, let alone asking them to save the earl, it will be difficult for them not to make trouble.

He wanted to save him, but he was powerless, and would even risk his own life, which was worthless.

The world of ghosts and ghosts is so big that there is no place for the Earl.

Wen Wusheng!right!Wen Wusheng...

Bai Yu thought of this person for a moment.

A dead horse is used as a living horse doctor, and the human race might try to save the earl, so let's try.

If only he could do something for the Count...

Bai Yu finally glanced at the count, gritted his teeth, and teleported away.

There was a trace of relief in the earl's eyes.

Bai Yu left, and the prince gave an order, and all the hidden blood masters showed up and rushed forward.

The count looked at these familiar faces and sneered.

He was really confused, it was strange not long ago, he thought that the prince's target was Wen Wusheng, but he didn't expect it to be him.

At this time, he had no time to think about why the prince would attack him suddenly, and what connection he had with Wen Wusheng, so he manipulated the blood sword to fly out with his mind control.

The blood sword was arrogant and dazzling, even if it came and went, it illuminated the dark sky red.Under the endless black sky, there seems to be only such a ray of blood, with tens of thousands of brilliance.

Every time the sword light flashed, a splash of blood could be raised, and the stabbed blood clan fell to the ground and screamed.

The earl teleported while controlling the object with his mind, and a few thoughts had already broken out of the encirclement.

Several elderly elders who were attacked fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, shock flashed across their eyes, they obviously did not expect that the earl had become so powerful without a sound.

In half a year, at most within half a year, the position of the blood prince will inevitably be replaced by someone else.

They fell to the ground, watching the earl fighting, feeling relieved. Fortunately, they chose to attack the earl now, otherwise they would wait any longer. Before they knew it, the earl had already held their lives in his hands.

Fortunately fortunately...

Among the descendants who fell to the ground were the descendants of the prince and the descendants of the elders. They looked at the dark and tall figure, and there was a hint of fear in their usually proud and calm eyes.

It was an only blood family, but they could easily knock down their elders to the ground.

What are they compared with the count?

The prince never expected that the earl's strength had reached such a level, he chased after holding the scepter, the earl teleported a few times, he had already arrived at the border between the ghost clan and the blood clan, and the people chasing him changed from a group of people to a group of people people.

His black uniform was stained with blood, whether it belonged to him or his blood compatriots.

The count stopped to catch his breath. He knew that with his teleportation speed, he couldn't outrun the prince at all. He plunged his sword deep into the ground, supporting the weight of half of his body, and looked at the prince coldly: "Do it."

The prince laughed disapprovingly and said, "I'm not going to kill you. After all, there is a better way, so don't provoke me, just obediently grab your hands, and what's yours is yours."

The earl sneered: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"Yes. You are the future of the blood race, and I don't want to be a sinner of the blood race."

There was unabashed sarcasm in the prince's tone.

"Want to control me?"

In the previous battle, most of the earl's strength had been overdrawn, his already pale face became paler, and he smiled while resisting the exhaustion.

The prince's talent is to control the soul.

He offered his soul, or the Prince forced him to do so in order to control him.

The condition for this talent to work is that the level of the controlled person is lower than that of the controller.The prince is 3 levels higher than him, which meets this condition. When he exceeds level 80, he will no longer be able to control himself.

Once the soul is offered, he will become a puppet without self-thought, driven by the prince.

The prince smiled and said, "Yes, it's better to be controlled by me forever than to lose your life. After all, I don't think you are so lucky this time. You can still be reincarnated. You have to admit that this is the best way to get the best of both worlds."

The earl pursed his lips into a cold straight line, and boundless killing intent floated in his heart.

"You killed my parents." He used an affirmative tone.

The prince obviously didn't want to talk about the meaningless past to appreciate his hatred, and said: "Actually, you should be grateful to me. You were in the egg for six years, and I sent someone to guard it. Do you know how many people were so scared to death at the time? Do you want me to kill you? Not only did I not kill you, but I also made you a high-ranking earl for 18 years, now is the time for you to repay your kindness."

The prince said: "As long as you give up resistance, everything I promise you will be fulfilled."

The count was silent for a long time, and said calmly, "You are right, I don't want to die."

The prince cheered up: "We are all a family, why bother to go to war..."

What responded to him was a blood sword flying through the air.

The sword flew over like a blood meteor, taking advantage of the prince's unpreparedness, stabbing at him at a terrifying speed, the prince tried his best to dodge, but the blood sword still left a faint bloodstain on his face.

"I don't know how to flatter you!" The prince's eyes turned completely cold.

The moon in the sky gradually dimmed.

……

After a long resistance, the shadow finally covered the bright moon.The devil flower is blooming, the forest is deep and dark, and the rotten leaves are everywhere, as if it can cover all evils.

The earl was pressed against a big dry tree, his neck was tightly strangled, and the sharp teeth fell down and bit his neck.

There was the sound of blood rushing wildly in my ears, my mind was disappearing, my eyelids sank a little, and hallucinations began to appear in front of my eyes.

It is said that a few seconds before a person is about to die, the most important person will flash in front of his eyes.

On the retina, there is a lazily smiling young man.

"Did you know that we humans generally only have one partner in our lifetime."

"I don't want to be angry with you because I care about you."

"I know I'm not strong enough, but I'll try to stand by your side."

"I would never lie to you."

"You can trust me."

……

A sentence lingered in his ears, and the count sighed.

It turned out that he had become so important without realizing it.

So important that he began to fear death, the fear of never seeing him again.

Afraid that he will be sad when he finds out that something happened to him.

Wen Wusheng...

Run away, run as far as you can.

"You actually like him so much?" the prince said with a smile.

Kindred can read memories and emotions from the blood of their companions.

"Get out." The earl's eyes were full of disgust.

"Don't worry, I'll have him with you soon," said the prince.

The earl's heart throbbed, knowing that begging would be of no avail, he sneered and said, "I'm glad you come to accompany me."

The prince was so angry that he never gave him another chance to speak.

The count closed his eyes and fell into the endless darkness.

……

After coming out of the game, Wen Wusheng went to the spirit school, and the more he walked, the more restless he became. When he reached the gate of the spirit school, his heart suddenly twitched. The feeling of his heart falling into a deep pool made him feel like falling into an ice cellar for a moment.

How... how could this happen?

The dull pain caused his brain to be in a trance for a moment, and his sleeping subconscious seemed to be hit by something, there was a crack, a little hallucination shone in, and there was a buzzing roar in his head.

Then, as if he was catching a glimpse of the sky, or falling into a nightmare, he heard some vague voices.

"leave here……"

"No life..."

"Remember, my name is Wen Wusheng."

"My name is Wen Wusheng..."

These words repeated in his ears, Wen Wusheng covered his ears with a splitting headache.

This is the street, and many people cast curious and inquiring eyes on him.

All the hallucinations disappeared quickly, Wen Wusheng stood on the side of the road, feeling that the faces around him were extremely strange and distant.

That's right... It's the feeling that haunted my heart countless times when I was young.

Wen Wusheng looked left and right, watching people rushing by, nowhere belonged to him, everywhere was strangeness, no joy, no sadness, no anger, the feeling of nothing.

He never felt bad about being an orphan because he didn't think it was real.

He never argues with anyone because he thinks it's pointless.

He doesn't have the materialistic desires of ordinary people. It doesn't make any difference to him whether his life gets better or worse, and he lives his life no matter what.

He knows that people have to have a theme in life, but he can't find that theme, he has no ambition, and he is not interested in anything.

Except for that bracelet.

He suspected countless times that his life might have had a theme, but he had lost it so that he could no longer find anything comparable to it.

A sense of desolation spread in my heart, a feeling of suffocation that could not be expressed, unprecedentedly strong.

"Hiss." Suddenly there was a scalding temperature on his wrist, Wen Wusheng recovered from his daze, and looked down at the bone bracelet.

it's hot...

After the daze passed, uncontrollable excitement welled up in his heart, and Wen Wusheng touched it with trembling fingertips.

For more than 20 years, this is the first time it has changed.

The real temperature climbed along the cold fingertips, bringing a burst of excitement, and the non-existent fire burned the barrenness in my heart.

Wen Wusheng tried his best to keep calm.

What is the bracelet trying to tell him?Why is it hot?Did something happen?Is there news from its owner?

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

It was so hot, but Wen Wusheng didn't want to take it off, he endured the temperature and stepped into the Xuan Academy.

He had already called the dean before, and was about to go in. In the darkness, a white figure suddenly appeared.

The man's white clothes were covered with blood spots, his figure was shaky, and he almost rushed towards Wen Wusheng, but Wen Wusheng's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly grabbed him, so he didn't fall down.

The man raised his head, Wen Wusheng's heart sank instantly: "What's wrong?!"

Bai Yu said weakly: "Let's go in and talk!"

"it is good."

Bai Yu was almost unable to walk, Wen Wusheng held his shoulders and half supported him, entered the Xuan Academy, got off the elevator, and went to the dean's laboratory.

Along the way, feeling the cold temperature from Bai Yu's body, Wen Wusheng didn't say a word, worried in his heart.

As strong as Bai Yu, but so weak, Earl...how is the Earl?

The door of the laboratory was open, and Wen Wusheng led someone in.

"Wusheng, come in quickly." The dean in the wheelchair seemed to be waiting for a long time. He called Ye Zeming, who was also in the laboratory, to help Bai Yu for Wen Wusheng, and closed the door with a wave of his hand.

Wen Wusheng put Bai Yu on the chair and asked, "What happened?"

"The blood prince wants to kill the earl." Bai Yu suppressed her eagerness and spoke concisely.

Wen Wusheng felt a sudden pain in his heart, and took a step back: "How could it be?!"

"I don't know either," Bai Yu said, "it came out of nowhere."

The dean looked more serious than ever.

Wen Wusheng's breathing was a little disturbed.

No, it didn't come out of nowhere, it was him...

But he thought the blood prince was targeting him, why...why the earl?

Wen Wusheng choked for breath, his heart pounding.

The dean said it was the bone of a ghost, could it be the earl?

No, how is it possible?How could there be such a coincidence in this world?

Wen Wusheng looked at the dean.The most urgent task is to find a way to save the earl, and all doubts must be put aside.

The dean didn't speak for the first time, but raised his hand.

A blood hole appeared on his intact palm. In the blink of an eye, the blood hole changed from the size of a mung bean to the size of an egg. Countless blood spots and two spots flying from nowhere put the entire laboratory under a beautiful and gorgeous cover. Down.

That is a huge enchantment.

Wen Wusheng came to the dean with strides, and stretched out his hand: "Dean, grab my hand and repair it."

The dean shook his head, his face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss and severe pain: "It's useless, this is reality, you can't use the power of the ghost, you can only wait for it to grow slowly by itself, don't worry about me, the matter of the count is more important. "

Wen Wusheng took a deep breath, went to find the gauze from the box, rushed over and squatted in front of the dean, and calmly bandaged the blood hole on his hand first.

After Ye Zeming was stunned, he immediately came to help.

Bai Yu explained what he had seen and heard in the shortest words, and then said: "I'm sorry, my ghost clan can't help him, so I can only report to you, and I hope you can save him."

His eyes were full of pain.

Wen Wusheng said, "How long has it been?"

Sorrow appeared in Bai Yu's eyes, that sentence choked in his throat, and he couldn't say it several times.

Wen Wusheng said calmly: "Are you trying to say that the Earl may be dead?"

Bai Yu nodded with difficulty.

Wen Wusheng sneered: "Impossible, he hasn't died so many times, how is it possible?"

He bit his lower lip until he was about to bleed, and said calmly, "Dean, I want to go back. Is there a computer here? Lend me to use it."

"No life!" Ye Zeming called him in disbelief.

The dean's eyes were also moved: "Do you know why I set up an enchantment?"

Wen Wusheng couldn't see any waves in his eyes: "The earl has an accident, and their next target is me. There is a very high probability that they will come and kill me in reality."

The dean nodded: "You are safe in the enchantment, I can protect you here, this is my territory, they dare not be presumptuous."

Wen Wusheng shook his head: "I want to go back."

"Are you crazy?" Ye Zeming said, "That's the blood prince!"

No matter how unwilling he was, Wen Wusheng was his boyhood partner after all, how could he have the heart to send Wen Wusheng to his death: "Be sober, I know your relationship with him, but is it worth it?"

"Don't be stupid! Love is not the whole of life! It's not even anything!"

Wen Wusheng didn't want to linger for a moment, and walked towards the computer. He didn't have time to argue with Ye Zeming, he only knew to follow his heart, find the computer, log on to the game, go back, and go back to find the earl.

"Wen Wusheng, if you really want to avenge him, with your talent, if you practice for a few more years, it won't be a matter of minutes before you kill the blood prince!"

Ye Zeming was a little annoyed.

He didn't understand why Wen Wusheng was uncharacteristically, and wanted to go back when he was clearly the best solution.

Every time we worked together before, Wen Wusheng was the one who was the most indifferent and stayed out of it, but now, he has become the one who is the most irrational.

He knows the Earl