Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

One year later.

The newly graduated player has just entered the unlocked new map. Looking at the strong vampires patrolling back and forth, he pulls the guide and asks in a low voice, "Are they looking for the Earl and Wen Wusheng?"

The guide was from the ghost clan, so he didn't shy away from this topic, so he nodded.

Countless ghosts saw the scene where the blood prince besieged and killed the earl and Wen Wusheng by the Moon Lake that day.

After the Earl and Wen Wusheng were led by the phantom and jumped down from the Moon Pool, the Prince immediately sent his subordinates to jump down to chase after them, but the subordinates did not find anyone. The Prince drained the water with energy, and there was nothing at the bottom of the Moon Pool except mud.

The two big living people suddenly disappeared.

For more than a year, the blood prince sent countless experts to turn the world of ghosts upside down, but they did not find any trace of Wen Wusheng and the earl. As time went by, more and more blood powerhouses patrolled.The blood race used almost all their strength to find these two people, and even posted a reward order in the ghost school. Anyone who found any clues about the two would be rewarded.

Apparently, the prince is also extremely afraid. If the earl is not dead, if the earl is not dead, with his strength, he will surpass the prince. The longer it takes to find him, the greater the threat.

The player looked at the patrolling people on the other side, and whispered: "Why is our camp also looking for them? We need to attack first—"

"Of course not!" said the guide, "they are from Princess Wu Yue and Chief Bai Yu. They want to find them before the prince finds them."

"So that's how it is," the player said, "but isn't Chief Baiyu from the ghost clan? The earl is from the blood clan..."

Under the sun, the white ring medal on his shoulders stood upright and gleaming, and he was obviously proud of the camp he belonged to.

The guide was getting old and saw a lot, and said with a smile: "How can there be any ghosts and bloods?"

The player is puzzled: "But the ghost clan and the blood clan do have constant friction..."

"That's a matter for the people above," said the guide. "The people below us, just my wife, are all blood."

The player was taken aback.

The guide said: "They're above theirs, and we're below ours. If the ghost king wants to say that the ghosts want to destroy the vampires, there's no need for the vampires to object. The ghosts below us will be the first to disagree. How many people have personal relationships with the vampires. "

He glanced at the medal on the player's shoulder: "As for the faction, you just pretend to be on the surface, so what should you do in private, you see, Bai Yu is still taking the lead with the blood race."

The player didn't expect it to be like this: "So Princess Wu Yue and Department Chief Bai Yu..."

The guide looked up at the dark sky, a little envy appeared in his eyes, and he sighed, "They are friends of Wen Wusheng and the count."

friend.

The player's heart skipped a beat, and he was speechless for a long time, feeling that the medals on his shoulders were dimmed.

Friends, that may be something more meaningful than camp, across race, time, and blood.

Already in the conference room, the guide finally told me: "Don't worry about getting stronger, just do whatever you want, because you will find that being stronger doesn't mean being happy. There is no one in the world of ghosts that is more powerful than the blood prince, but he Now it is probably the most sleepless one in the whole ghost world."

He smiled sarcastically. In fact, for more than a year, countless ghosts have been laughing at this high-ranking prince behind his back.

The player nods.

A gust of wind blew behind him, and the player subconsciously turned around.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but in this glance, he saw two long black figures in a daze.

It flashed by and disappeared.

The player rubbed his eyes, thought to hell, and stepped into the conference room.

……

Wen Wusheng and the earl teleported to the blood prince's residence.

The ghost world is a thousand-year-old night, gloomy and cold. Wen Wusheng is bathed in the cold wind, but he is in a good mood: "It's been a year and a half, and I finally came out."

"You still think, if you cooperate, we can come out earlier."

Wen Wusheng: "..."

"It's you who pushes back and forth every time, because you don't live up to it."

Wen Wusheng took a deep breath, and felt that he had cultivated his moral character and cared for his heart by not shooting the Earl to death for more than a year.

Those who have cultivated such merits and virtues can attain the Dao and ascend to heaven.

I have been bored in the small world for more than a year. There is nothing in the small world except the other party and some wild animals. I have to do everything myself. Hair, long hair fluttering slightly in the cold wind.

Here's the thing.

In the first two months in the small world, Wen Wusheng and the Earl basically did nothing but do nothing. Later, Wen Wusheng couldn't take it anymore and was bored, so he started animal husbandry and planting. The idle earl's hair grew long, and he picked up the big scissors to cut it for him himself, so that he could feel his ancestral craftsmanship.

So, after seeing Wen Wusheng's bumpy hair, the count resolutely grew his long hair for more than a year.

The count took his hand, Wen Wusheng knew he couldn't shake it off, he was completely Buddhist, and let him hold it.

……

In the majestic and gloomy hall that has lasted for a hundred years, the man on the throne looked haggard, with dark eyes: "Did you find him?"

The subordinate trembled all over: "No..."

The prince looked at the other subordinates and got the same answer.

"Get out! Get out of here!!" The prince was furious.

The subordinates were about to go down if they received an amnesty, the prince sneered: "Everyone come back."

The subordinates were terrified and their faces were ashen.

"Come here, these people are not doing well, take them to the punishment hall!"

"Prince...Prince, spare your life!"

Countless blood races came and dragged them down, and the dragged people looked up, with deep fear and disgust hidden in their eyes.

Several subordinates were dragged to the door, and suddenly saw a pair of black figures. They were shocked at first, then overjoyed, and shouted back: "Prince!! I found them!!"

The prince suddenly stood up from the throne and looked towards the entrance of the main hall, where two slender and lazy figures appeared.

"I hear you have been looking for us," said the Count.

The prince took a step back subconsciously, and used his spirit to test the strength of the two, but was stabbed by a stronger spirit. His heart was shocked for a moment, and a gleam of fear appeared on his always flamboyant face.

"You guys... come here!" the prince shouted, "Come here!!"

The Earl and Wen Wusheng did not move, waiting for someone to come.

Countless blood clan experts flocked to the prince in an instant, looking at the earl and Wen Wusheng as if they were enemies, the prince secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but still retreated a little bit.

The count watched his movements with contemptuous eyes.

"Take them down! There will be rewards!" the prince shouted.

The blood race in the front row was about to go, Wen Wusheng said: "Wait."

He didn't expect his frivolous words to have any effect, the earl had already used his mental power to immobilize everyone.

An overly familiar fear gradually appeared on everyone's faces, no different from their previous fear of the prince.

Wen Wusheng said: "The earl is level 83."

The prince retreated violently in this sentence, and was stopped by Wen Wusheng.

Wen Wusheng raised his voice and said: "I know that you obey the prince and want to kill us."

"But you must know what kind of person the Earl is. He is relatively cold and doesn't like to take care of things, but he is by no means a cruel and tyrannical person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Does it make a difference to you who does things for you? Isn't it all? If you want to work, why not serve the earl for the life of that cruel beast?"

Wen Wusheng shrugged his shoulders: "He has been locked down, and you can always have grievances and revenge at any time."

After Wen Wusheng finished speaking lazily, he took the earl's hand and left.

Behind them, after a long silence, countless blood races watched Wen Wusheng and the earl's leaving back, clenched the cold weapons in their hands, and looked at the motionless prince.

There was a strange light in their dark eyes, and the way they looked at the prince was like a hungry wolf looking at food.

There was a scream from behind.

……

Metaphysics Academy.

"This breaks the door! Wen Wusheng, wait for me, don't go so fast!"

The door of the Xuanyuan Academy can identify ghosts. If it is determined to be a ghost, the door will beep continuously, and at the same time the entire alarm system of the Xuanyuan Academy will go off.

Because the entrances between the ghost world and the human world haven't been opened yet, so when the earl enters the human world, his strength will be reduced by 90.00%.

Wen Wusheng walked a few steps forward in a decent manner, really afraid that the Earl would tear down the Xuan Academy in a fit of anger, so he walked back with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

"This breaks the door!"

"Take it easy, Dean's site, don't be overheard by him."

The Earl said wearily, "Understood."

Wen Wusheng: "Remember to behave well later."

The count asked back, "Then how do you reward me at night?"

Wen Wusheng: "..."

He really couldn't understand how this person could only have this kind of thing on his mind.

Those who were in class in the Xuan Academy all cast curious or nervous glances in this direction.

Sun Wanqiu, who was in class, came out quickly, and seeing that it was Wen Wusheng, she froze in place, unable to say a word for a long time, just staring at him blankly.

A few good students ran out and saw their formerly cold goddess teacher staring unblinkingly at a handsome man. For a while, they thought it was a scene where the turtle boyfriend returned from studying abroad and confessed his affectionately, until he found the man He shook hands with the long-haired man beside him.

They secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that they had digested it internally, and solved two possible future rivals for them at once, and made a profound contribution to the already disparity in the ratio of men and women.

Sun Wanqiu rushed over, not knowing what to say for a while,

Wen Wusheng sighed, hugged him lightly, and said, "I'm back."

Sun Wanqiu couldn't help but nodded: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, I knew you couldn't die, you're Wen Wusheng..."

She looked at the Earl beside Wen Wusheng.

The earl's expression was slightly gloomy: "Alarm."

Only now did Sun Wanqiu realize that the red alarm was still ringing throughout the Xuan Academy, suppressed a smile, and hurried over to turn it off.

After a year and a half of reunion, both sides are a little strange and reserved.

"Go back to class! What are you looking at!"

The students all shrank their heads and went back, and now Sun Wanqiu had time to briefly talk to Wen Wusheng.

Soon, the sound of wheels rolling across the ground was heard, Wen Wusheng looked into the corridor, where Ye Zeming pushed the dean out.

When the dean saw that it was them, he nodded to them not unexpectedly, as if he expected that they would come back to see him one day, and smiled relieved.

……

in the laboratory.

"Why don't you introduce me?" The dean chatted with Wen Wusheng for a while, then glanced kindly at the earl, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

This person has been quiet and elegant since he came in. When he talked to Wen Wusheng, this person stood quietly and listened patiently.

Wen Wusheng was helpless: "Dean, didn't you already know? He, my Red Luan star."

The Count looked at him suspiciously.

Wen Wusheng pulled the earl to sit on the sofa, fearing that the earl would talk nonsense, poured a cup of hot water into his hand, and signaled with his eyes that he should just drink water.

As an elder, the dean smiled gratifiedly, and said afterwards: "Actually, I saw clearly the line of your marriage very early on, and the ending is to go to hell together."

Wen Wusheng was startled, and the Earl also looked over.

"Then you still let me go back then?" Wen Wusheng said.

In fact, if it weren't for the bracelet, he and the earl would have ended up going to hell together as the dean said.

The dean smiled, as if he had figured out the problem he had been unable to figure out for a long time, and his eyes were full of wisdom: "Actually, no one in the ghost clan is better at predicting the future by looking at the destiny, but I have read the destiny for half a lifetime. But I found that the destiny will be defeated by people's will from time to time, and the foreseeable future is not necessarily the future."

"So you let me go back?" Wen Wusheng said.

"Yes," said the dean, "I have figured it out on you. If the destiny is absolutely correct, then I will prevent you from going, and you will die according to the destiny. If the destiny is not completely correct, then I will let you go. You don’t necessarily die according to your fate, so it’s better to let nature take its course and support you, because fate always has a turning point.”

"You guys did it yourself."

The Earl cuddled up to Shang Wen Wu Sheng obediently.

Wen Wusheng coughed and hugged him, he thought of many things instantly: "So actually when I was born, you knew that I—"

"Yes," the dean nodded, "Actually, I kept secrets for the first ten years of your life, because your father only wanted you to be an ordinary person, and he was tired of guarding and killing, so he didn't want you to know about that." The existence of the world doesn't want you to follow his old path, and he doesn't want me to come into your life and make you work around for the rest of your life."

"Then later?"

The dean didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I originally planned to do it according to his entrustment. Who told you to be such a bastard, fighting with people every day. I figured it out and thought that if you spent half your life in prison, it would be better to let you go to the ghost world, so At once……"

Wen Wusheng: "..." That's how it is.

It turned out that there were so many mistakes.

The earl also tightened his mouth.

After chatting for a long time, the two finally came out of the laboratory. The dean sat in a wheelchair, looked at the two walking side by side, and became more and more satisfied, and said to Ye Zeming behind him: "Wen Wusheng has really good eyesight, Earl His current personality is much better than before his reincarnation, Wen Wusheng didn't embarrass his father, and lost to the blood clan guy's son, it gave us a lot of face."

The dean was rarely relieved, and laughed.

The corner of Ye Zeming's mouth twitched slightly when he knew a little about the truth.

……

Wen Wusheng walked to the shooting shop according to the route he remembered.Because it is the human world, it is not convenient for them to teleport, so they walk slowly.

Earl: "How long has it been? Your rent should be overdue?"

Wen Wusheng, who had a premonition that he was about to be promoted to a homeless man, said, "No way, go back and live for a while."

"Forget it, just stay here." The count said, "I will let the elders act as long-term representatives for the blood race. We live in the human world."

Wen Wusheng looked at him in surprise.

"Look at what I do, it doesn't matter where I live, but... I have a request."

Wen Wusheng has already learned how to be good, and he has long withdrawn the unnecessary touch, waiting for his but, Wen Yan said in his heart: "What?"

"You have to marry me. I've inquired about it. You have to have a house, a car, no mortgage, and a bride price. You also need to have a banquet and a wedding banquet, and invite the master of ceremonies..."

Wen Wusheng: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "It's been more than a year, and you still care about this with me? Why don't you ask me for three big pieces of gold and silver jewelry, plus a washing machine and a bicycle?"

The count looked at him innocently, ignored his protest, and continued to say: "We are married in both worlds. I will marry you here, and you will marry me there. Is it fair or not? I will pay the dowry over there. You can do whatever you want." Mention, what to do is up to me, you can't object, you can only listen to me."

As soon as Wen Wusheng heard it, he knew that this little vampire had already made up his mind, and this special appearance was really not in line with his previous style. Wen Wusheng couldn't stand it: "Is it necessary to be so troublesome?"

"I'm a black household on your side, and you still don't accept same-sex marriage. Neither you nor I can get a certificate. What's wrong with you organizing a wedding for me?"

Wen Wusheng: "..."

Such a saying is actually very reasonable, Wen Wusheng felt wronged for the Earl.

"No," Wen Wusheng said helplessly, "we don't need to fight for such a false name, we just have to live well...Baby, I'll give you whatever you want."

"I want you to marry me."

Wen Wusheng: "..."

Wen Wusheng couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't think you are a lively person, why do you have to... Do you know that getting married is very tiring, the messy ceremony is busy from morning to night, and you have to be troubled by messy people go……"

"You don't want me to be known by your relatives, friends and neighbors?"

"I didn't..." Wen Wusheng froze, and suddenly understood what he was thinking, and for a moment he couldn't bear to laugh, "Let's not engage in that nonsense, they will know sooner or later—"

"Are you going to tie it or not?"

"...I'm married." Wen Wusheng had a serious face.

Only then did the count smile with satisfaction, and said as he walked, "I don't want a silver wedding ring, it will burn me, and I don't want a gold one, the color is too earthy..."

Wen Wusheng: "..." Pure white platinum perfectly solves the problem.

Earl: "You should buy a house that faces north, not one that faces south. The light is too bright, and I will feel very uncomfortable."

Wen Wusheng: "..." With a house facing south and north, is the real estate agent an idiot?

Earl: "What do you think?"

Wen Wusheng: "No, I'm remembering."

The count frowned: "It's not good for you to sit facing north. You need sunlight. In this case, we buy ones facing east or west."

"And for the wedding, Bai Yu's side will also invite him, he can give a lot of gifts..."

"..." Wen Wusheng fully demonstrated his incomparably dedicated professional quality and expression management ability, and followed the earl's orders all the way to the outside of the shooting shop.

It was afternoon, the wind was sunny and the spring breeze was blowing gently.

The door of the shooting shop was actually open.

Wen Wusheng: "Did you change the boss?"

The earl saw Zhou Yun at the door of the shooting shop with sharp eyes, and after a while: "One more thing, you should quickly fire your little guy."

Wen Wusheng: "..."

……

After dealing with the crying Zhou Yun and Wu Yue who ran over and was ruthlessly driven away by the earl, Wen Wusheng finally heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the shooting shop that hadn't changed at all, he was filled with a sense of satisfaction.

Zhou Yun never believed that he was dead, and used his own money to open a shooting shop for him, avoiding his homeless ending.

Wen Wusheng touched his collar which was wet from crying.

Everything is the same and not the same.

Because of one more experience and one more person, life regains its glory.

A few more guests came in. Seeing a handsome man at the front desk leaning against a slender beauty with fluttering long hair, the beauty muttered, and the man nodded like a chick pecking at rice, so he couldn't help but stare for a while longer.

One of the guests recognized the man and said pleasantly, "Boss Wen, you are finally back!"

"Yeah, long time no see." Wen Wusheng spoke casually.

Seeing the intimate behavior between him and the beauty, the guest was pleasantly surprised and ambiguously said: "Is this the proprietress' wife? The girl is so beautiful. I am so lucky to hear the boss!"

The proprietress turned her head in the spring breeze, holding the resentment of "are you blind", she is as beautiful as a flower.

——End of the full text.

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