Evil Death Knight

On the wall in the center of the hall, a huge oil painting occupies the main position.

In the painting, under the cloudy sky, there is a headless horseman wearing bell armor and holding a spear. He is riding a black headless horse. His black cloak is fluttering in the wind. The lightning behind him seems to be piercing the sky. The paintings add to the spooky atmosphere.

After hundreds of years of baptism, although the colors on the painting have become somewhat dim, they have not diminished the aura of the person in the painting at all.

"Headless Horseman" is the messenger of death. He will ride a headless black horse and run through the countryside holding his head. According to legend, he will knock on the door of a dying person. If he answers the door, he will be thrown. A bucket of blood, the person who is splashed with blood is the person who will die.

Therefore, the Headless Horseman is called the devil who heralds death.

For ordinary people, the Headless Horseman may be just an English folklore, but Reza, who has existed in this world for hundreds of years, can be said to be the witness of this legend, although the legend may not be completely true. There will always be oil and vinegar.

Though Reza's resemblance to the fabled Headless Horseman may not be much - a matter of opinion.At least he doesn't ride around on a headless horse now, and he doesn't like to spill blood on others-but the fact that he is closely related to death has not changed for centuries.

In addition, he has always retained the nobility of being a royal nobleman. The long red hair that has been smooth for hundreds of years is neatly tied behind his head, and he is wearing a decent pure white silk shirt without a trace of wrinkles. Beige trousers, brown riding boots that are so shiny that there is no dust, they are perfect from head to toe.

This attire was far from the one he had last night, but in fact, this was the usual Ressa—aristocratic, well-educated, and even his living habits were healthy and regular.Halloween night was just his occasional indulgence.

During breakfast time, everyone noticed that Resa was in a good mood.

On the long dining table, Reza, who was sitting in the middle of the master's seat, was sipping the freshly brewed coffee, with the corners of his mouth raised, almost humming.

"Edward, your coffee making skills are getting better and better——"

The gray-haired man and the black-haired man sitting to the left and right of him glanced at each other.Sure enough, proper venting has a really great impact on a person's body and mind.

"Count, you seem to be in a good mood—"

Reza nodded with a smile, not trying to hide his pleasure.

Edward blinked ambiguously on purpose, "Looks like last night's gift was pretty good, didn't it?" He asked his partner Xu Yang on the other side, and the other party just hummed, but the corners of his mouth also slightly raised.

"Edward, Xuyang." Resa put down his coffee, looking displeased, "You guys will make people think I'm a sex maniac."

"No, you are our master, the great headless horseman, Count Safist!"

Well, his two butlers have always had a great sense of humor.Resa chuckled, looked down at the exquisite food on the table, but his thoughts went back to last night.

Feminine banshees, beautiful dryads, lascivious snakes—he never lacked for bedmates.

Apart from women, there are also many men. Sometimes men are no less flirtatious than women. He Zhilang last night is a good example.

That person's body did satisfy him, but it wasn't just his body. His reaction this morning left him dumbfounded and deeply impressed.

It's been a long time since I met such an interesting person.

In the past, he was the messenger sent by the god of death to deliver the warning of death to people, which was an ominous sign.

Almost all the people who saw him had the same expression, they yelled and pointed at him and called him "the devil".How about telling him to go away, or crying and kneeling down to beg him for mercy, that kind of shrill crying is full of despair, far more terrifying than death, but no one has ever thought that death is the final result of life, no matter who They will all face it in the end, and the time is destined sooner or later.

His fingers tapped the table again and again, this elegant movement was unique to Reza when he was thinking, and whenever he made such a movement, he would always make some decisions in the end.

The two people who had followed him for hundreds of years on both sides naturally knew this well.

"How long have we lived here?" Reza asked suddenly.

Xu Yang on the side thought briefly, "It's been almost 100 years."

100 years is neither a long nor a short time for him, leaving almost no special memories.

"In this world, has there been a big change?" Reza asked again.

This time Edward and Xu Yang glanced at each other, and the latter nodded, "Yes, it has changed a lot."

100 years is almost a time for changing dynasties.

"No wonder——" Reza raised the corners of his mouth, "People nowadays have become more courageous, right?"

When the two housekeepers were baffled because they didn't understand what he said, Reza picked up the exquisite silver tableware in a good mood and began to enjoy breakfast leisurely.

Delicious food can make people happy physically and mentally, and so can delicious people.Reza suddenly thought nostalgically of that healthy-looking bed partner, and then smiled happily again.

On the university campus, after the bell rang, students in twos and threes quickly dispersed from the classroom with their books, and soon He Zhilang was the only one left.

He slowly took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured a few pills into his mouth, then picked up the water on the table and drank it.

The small pills that exude a sweet and bitter smell are actually not special medicines, their main function is to calm the nerves.

Although He Zhilang is not a complete atheist, seeing a monster with his own eyes is completely different from hearing about it. He once thought that he was dazzled or dreaming, but the vivid memory and the pain in his butt made him unable to deceive himself .

Later, he pretended to ask his classmates unintentionally if there were any ghosts and legends on that mountain, but he got a negative answer.

But what did he encounter?

After returning from the mountains, he received shocks four or five times. When he met a "ghost" in the mountains, he didn't know how many talisman waters he had to use to wash away the bad luck. Besides, he didn't even have his butt for the first time Already... Although he never thought that his ass would have the first time, it is obviously too late to think and cherish it now, and compared to these, he is more worried about his own fate in the future.

Countless records left by the ancients have written: When encountering monsters and ghosts in the mountains, they will often be sucked out of their energy after intercourse.

Fortunately, it has been several days now, and he only has a sore waist, soft legs, and pain in his buttocks, and he has no other symptoms, and these feelings have gradually disappeared over time, and he thinks he should have escaped the disaster.

When the physical pain heals slowly, I believe that the psychological trauma can heal little by little over time. Anyway, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. He Zhilang comforted himself like this in his heart.

But it didn't take long before he realized with grief that this was all fart!

In the morning after more than a week, after missing several days of training, He Zhilang finally returned to the basketball team to report.

"Jiro, are you feeling better? Are you alright?"

When greeting his teammates, everyone asked about his physical condition.

He Zhilang smiled and nodded, "It's much better, don't worry, it's absolutely fine to participate in training!"

Amid the laughter of everyone, one of them suddenly stepped forward and hooked his neck, and blinked viciously. "You guy is too weak, have you been drained?!"

"what?"

"That's right!" Someone echoed, "Looking at your face a few days ago, it was as if you were sucked by a vixen! The beauty is not shallow! Hahaha~~"

A layer of sweat broke out on He Zhilang's back, he could only pretend to be honest and said no, and then fought with his teammates, and finally managed to fool this part.

After greeting the coach, he started his long-lost morning exercise.

Almost all sports clubs will have a period of training before class in the morning, the amount of exercise is not large, it is almost a warm-up level.But even though he has almost recovered, he didn't dare to do too much movement during training. He simply ran around the playground twice and shot a few times to get back his feeling.

After the end, he ate breakfast in a hurry, and took the book to the classroom where he was attending class. Everything seemed to be back to normal, except that he would mourn his fate of losing his virginity in bed every night.

Because the weather is getting warmer, the morning classes are almost drowsy. After the second general education class, He Zhilang's eyelids have already started to fight, and the last class is English, which is even more exciting. Course with sleep desire.

Usually, He Zhilang is quite serious in class, but he really can't sleep well these few nights. He has constant nightmares and erotic dreams, which makes him not very energetic during the day. It rang.

The teacher's voice came from ahead, but it was not the usual English teacher.

"Fellow students--"

This voice should be that bald man from the Academic Affairs Office.He Zhilang has no desire to go to class anymore.

"Because Teacher Liu, who teaches English, is temporarily busy and can no longer guide everyone, so a new English teacher came today—"

Immediately there were small discussions from the audience, but He Zhilang was not interested in it, and it didn't matter to him who the teacher was.

"Next, I would like to introduce the new English teacher—"

After a short period of silence, cheers erupted from the girls all around, mixed with the jealousy and unwillingness of the boys to ridicule.

"Hello, fellow students."

The male voice with a smile was deep and sexy. After hearing that voice, He Zhilang seemed to have been injected with a stimulant. He raised his head and looked towards the podium.

The man standing on the podium was dressed in a silver-gray suit, which set off his figure even more handsomely. The exotic five palaces and dark brown slightly curly short hair easily left a deep impression on people, also because he was from head to toe All exude a fashionable atmosphere and become the focus of everyone in the first place.

"My full name is a bit long, so everyone can call me Reza." With a gentlemanly smile, Reza walked around the students calmly with gentle eyes, "In the future, I will Be your English teacher."

"Teacher, you are so handsome!" A bold girl has already started to praise loudly.

"Master, are you single?"

"You are of mixed race, teacher—"

All kinds of problems kept popping up one after another, and finally the scene was quieted down under the loud scolding of the teacher from the Academic Affairs Office.

"All kinds of personal issues, let's continue after class is over." Resa raised the roll roll in his hand, "Next, we will roll the roll first. Please raise your hand when the name is called, so that I can know who you are."

He Zhilang recovered his senses only after the first student whose name was called yelled "Yes" loudly.

To be honest, he is not sure if the person in front of him is the man on the mountain, but except for the length and color of the hair, the two are almost identical from head to toe, even their names.

But why did the goblin go down the mountain?

With his mouth wide open, he was full of shock, doubt and uneasiness. When Resa called his name, Mushroom took a long time to squeeze out the word "yes" from his throat.

However, Leisa said as if on purpose: "Student He Zhilang, please raise your hand and let me see where you are."

When He Zhilang stiffly raised his hand under the gaze of the whole class, the triumphant smile in the other party's eyes made him immediately sure that this man and the one on the mountain were definitely the same person!

What's happening here?Where did it go wrong?

In the following English class, Resa on the stage talked eloquently, and the standard and pleasant pronunciation made a lot of girls mesmerized, but He Zhilang seemed to be listening to a bible. In the 40-minute class, he hardly had a minute of it. heads up.Occasionally looked at the podium out of doubt, but always met Reza's eyes.

The deep meaning in the other party's mouth and eyes almost made He Zhilang think for a moment that this man came to see his joke.

Although he didn't think he was ridiculous.

He Zhilang's parents have been working in other places for many years, and they only have the opportunity to reunite with their families a few times a year, so he has been cooking and eating by himself since he was five or six years old - although it is just a bowl of instant noodles, it is also a good meal start.

Since he was a child, he has developed an independent personality, and he has kept himself safe, and has never done anything to be sorry for the society and the country.

Why did such a good young man encounter such a thing? !

Even if he called the police, it was still a question of whether the police would believe his words... Wait!Is it because I haven't been sucked out of energy, so the other party came to "collect debt"? !

In this way, for the whole class, he was tormented by his cranky thoughts and the meaningful eyes of Resa, until the other party suddenly asked, "Student He Zhilang, are you feeling unwell?"

Stunned for a moment, He Zhilang raised his head and found that the other party stood beside his table at some point and was looking at him.

"I..." He said hoarsely, "It's really uncomfortable."

"Would you like to go to the infirmary to rest?"

Reza seemed to want to display the caring feelings that a teacher should have, and put a hand on He Zhilang's shoulder.Seeing that the latter froze for a moment, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Okay, okay! Thank you, teacher!" Gritting his teeth and saying the last two words, He Zhilang rushed out of the classroom at the speed of a basketball player.

Looking at the back of him who was almost running away, Resa smiled silently in his heart.

After leaving the classroom, He Zhilang actually went to the infirmary.Usually, the basketball team often suffers minor injuries and pains during training, so the infirmary is the place they often go to. It is very quiet and will not be disturbed. It is what he needs most now that he can lie down calmly for a while and think.

Pushing open the door, a faint smell of disinfectant came out. He Zhilang stroked his forehead and walked in with his head down, calling out, "Teacher——"

The school doctor is a middle-aged man, honest and honest in appearance, very kind, and He Zhilang gets along well with him.But today seems to be a little different. The figure with his back facing him at the desk by the window is different from the original teacher no matter which direction you look at it.

"Hello! I'm the new school doctor." The man sat on the chair and spun around smartly. He still had ostentatious gray hair, coupled with a white robe and a flowered shirt. He looked like a rogue school doctor in a TV series, and He is obviously a foreigner, but he speaks fluent Chinese like Reza.

He Zhilang was stunned, looking at the man dressed like a parrot in front of him, he was both strange and familiar.

"Student He Zhilang, we meet again!" Edward gave him a non-erotic wink.

Suddenly, He Zhilang felt that the world was dark.

"I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Seeing his stunned expression, the man smiled badly, "You can just call me Edward."

"Are you the man who kidnapped me last time?" He Zhilang did not forget that the man in front of him could be said to be the origin of all accidents.

Seemingly disagreeing with the word "kidnapping", Edward shook his head and said innocently, "I just took you back to the villa as you asked!"

It is right to go back to the villa, but it is not the one that should be answered!

"You, you—" He told himself to be calm and temperamental again and again in his heart, He Zhilang suppressed his inner anger, managed to find a less vulgar word, pointed at the person in front of him and yelled, "You The culprit!" He thought the guy in front of him who looked like a [-]% foreigner should be able to understand.

Shrugging his shoulders, Edward stretched out a finger and shook in front of him, "NoNoNo~~ You were the one who delivered it to the door that night. It should be said that I was just pushing the boat with the flow and taking the sheep by the hand."

Fuck - and use idioms with him! "What are you guys doing here?"

Laughing twice, Edward straightened the collar of his white robe, crossed one leg, and stretched out his hand idly to observe his fingers, "Basically, I can't give you an accurate answer to this question, because we came with the Earl , what to do is entirely up to the earl, we are only his servants, and it is our duty to follow the master, nothing more.”

us?He Zhilang caught an unusual word, "Is there anyone else?" Immediately after asking, a man with long black hair appeared in his mind. That person seemed to take him to take a bath that night, and threw him like garbage Once in the big bathtub, let him "fend for himself".

The memory that was almost buried was awakened bit by bit at this time, but He Zhilang didn't feel lucky at all, because nothing was good.

"So, you'd better keep silent." Edward raised his index finger to his lips, and reminded kindly, "When the Earl has had enough fun, we will naturally go back. During this time, I hope we can get along well."

He Zhilang could hear the faint threat in his words, but he could only curse angrily in his heart.If, as he said, it was just the man's sudden arousal, then he could grit his teeth and bear it, but judging from Resa's eyes as if he was teasing a pet in class just now, it would be a lie to say that it has nothing to do with him .

Why is he being treated this way?Obviously he was the one who got hurt——

"By the way, student He, did the earl make you feel good that night?" Edward asked suddenly and surprisingly.

Hearing this, He Zhilang, who was brewing anger, instantly blushed.

"You, what did you say?!"

"The earl's kung fu in bed is very good, it will definitely make people... How should I say it? That's right! I want to die!"

He Zhilang may be able to barely remember other details of that day, but he can't remember the whole process of losing his virginity, or in other words, he doesn't want to recall it at all.

In fact, speaking from conscience, it’s not that he has no memory at all. Even if he doesn’t remember, he also dreamed some fragments when he was dreaming a few days ago, but he would rather not remember at all.Thinking of the lewd appearance of himself moaning and writhing under the red-haired man with his legs spread wide in the dream, he felt ashamed and wanted to slap himself!

Therefore, he refuses to believe that that person is himself, at least not in normal times.

Although he knew that he had an orgasm at the end, it didn't mean anything to him. A man's lower body is thought with desire, which doesn't mean he has feelings because of that person!

Edward next to him saw his expression of "bitterness and hatred", resisted the urge to laugh, stood up, walked to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, classmate He." He seemed to have a soft spot for the title "Classmate He". "Although the Earl is a bit aggressive, he can still be regarded as a gentle gentleman in bed."

He Zhilang was so angry that he slapped his hand off, "It's none of my business whether he is a gentleman! I will never have anything to do with him again!" They only met twice, so why did they act like they knew each other well? Same? !Although some aspects are indeed familiar——

Ignoring his protest, Edward turned around and walked to the medicine cabinet, rummaged through a pile of bottles and jars, and finally took out a box with flowers, "Anyway, just get used to this kind of thing, you take this , take it with you at any time, use it when you need it, it is good for your body.”

He Zhilang didn't understand how he knew what medicine he needed, so he took it and took a look, and there were "lubricant" three daewoos written on the outside of the package...

After being stimulated twice in the morning, He Zhilang was as sluggish as a shriveled eggplant, but he still had to go to the basketball team training in the afternoon.

When he changed his jersey and warmed up in the gym, the coach walked over with a man.

Seeing the person behind the coach, He Zhilang, who was doing stretching, almost jumped to his waist.

"Everyone, come and assemble!" The coach blew his whistle, and after everyone lined up, he introduced the tall and majestic man next to him, "This is the new PE teacher, Teacher Xuyang."

At this moment, Xu Yang no longer had long black hair, but with short black hair, he was still so calm that he was about to become lifeless.

He Zhilang didn't feel any surprise at this moment, he was stimulated one after another, and eventually he became numb.

"In the future, Teacher Xuyang will participate in the basketball team's training when he is free. He used to be a famous basketball player. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

He Zhilang couldn't help but slander in his heart.This lie is too exaggerated. A few days ago, he was a housekeeper in the mountains, but now he is a famous basketball player? !

Xu Yang nodded slightly, "Please give me your advice."

In the following training time, many people gathered around Xuyang and asked various questions. Although he had no expression on his face, he was very patient when explaining, especially when he demonstrated various movements in person, his posture was standard. Beautiful, admirable.

But He Zhilang just dribbled the ball alone in the corner, occasionally glanced over there, and didn't want to participate at all.

At this time, a teammate with whom he had a good relationship came over to talk to him. After a few words, the two began to do stretching exercises. He sat on the ground and spread his legs to both sides. Press down on your back.

Years of training have made He Zhilang's waist very soft, and his upper body and legs are almost kept in a straight line.

The two chatted while stretching, and when it was over, He Zhilang straightened his upper body, and just about to stand up, he found Xu Yang not far away was looking at him, as if he was thinking about something.

He froze for a moment, the first thing he thought of was whether the other party was going to make a small report to Leisa, but as soon as this thought came out, he was taken aback.

But soon, a lot of intensive training left him with no time to care about other things. After seriously participating in the training, the sky was already a bit dark.When he stayed with his three teammates to clean up the field, he found that apart from them, Xu Yang hadn't left either, and was undoubtedly waiting for him.

When only the two of them were left in the gymnasium, Xu Yang came to He Zhilang, but it was He Zhilang who spoke first.

"Who the hell are you?" He thought about this question all day without a clue, and the person in front of him looked more serious than the one in the infirmary, and he didn't seem like someone who could joke, "What do you want to do here?"

Xu Yang looked at him blankly for a while before saying, "You don't have to be afraid."

He Zhilang was already very scared, the gym was empty, only the two of them, and there would be echoes when they spoke louder, but the man in front of him was wearing a tracksuit, but his cold-as-killer demeanor hadn't weakened in the slightest.If he remembers correctly, the one in front of him is a "skeleton", definitely not cuter than the "owl" just now.

"The earl just hasn't come to this world for a long time, so I won't do anything to you—"

Sounds good, but—"Are you sure?"

"..."

He knows it!You can't just sit around like this!Resisting the urge to curse, He Zhilang turned around angrily and left.