Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Evil caused by a simple evil?

The boy's ears moved slightly. Originally, he was looking at Sam's gaze for a moment, and there was a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

That evil... is it me?

Theodore smiled on his face, his eyes darkened again and again, the vortexes born in the black eyes kept rolling up and trying to catch the other pair of clear eyes that kept sinking, instead of looking at the other pair of eyes like this now. the skin of others.

This person has no knowledge of all the ripples in his heart caused by the other party.

It's really annoying to think about it that way.

Theodore gritted his teeth calmly with his tongue, and after calming down his agitated mood, he turned his peripheral vision away from this person.

In the barren darkness, someone inadvertently left a trace of fire, but another person carefully protected it in his heart.

When Sam regained his senses from the sudden stimulation, his mind still hadn't returned to the initial clarity. He raised his head and looked forward with a nervous look.

When the words in the throat met the Pope's gaze, they got stuck in the throat a little bit abruptly.

With extremely quiet and cool eyes, she looked at him lightly.

The gaze that seemed to pass through the distance of time and space from another level landed on an insignificant person, but this would actually make this person feel great fear.

From the skin to the bones are permeated by a kind of coolness, which penetrates too deeply, as if everything has been seen thoroughly.

Sam didn't hold back, and shivered slightly.

He couldn't say anything.

But the boy who was born with shame was not affected by all this at all. He tilted his head with a strong smile, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he looked at him and yelled again very naturally.

"elder brother?"

Sam heard it, and it was completely indistinguishable from the ironic schadenfreude, and he sternly said, "Shut up!"

Those secret shrinkages poured out in this reprimand, with resentment and hatred.

If it weren't for him, he would never have lost his composure in front of the Pope, nor would he be as frightened as he is now.

If, if the identity of the other party is known by the people in the Holy See, what will the Pope and everyone outside think of him and the Kingdom of Neuss.

A man who should never have been born.

Sam avoided the pope's sight and glanced at the young man, gradually becoming indifferent and loathing.

This expression was far from that of the famous third prince in the Kingdom of Neuss, so it could be called ugly.

Theodore stopped smiling, but he looked at Sam so that the other party averted his eyes, and this small movement was full of unconscious fear.

Sam ignored his inconspicuous action, and explained to the Pope in a panic: "I..."

Duo Yao's tone was light, but the timing of interrupting the other party was very straightforward, saying: "Is he the seventh prince of the Kingdom of Neuss?"

After looking sideways at the dark eyes beside her, the quiet eyes looked back calmly.

Following this indicative action, Sam looked at the boy again, his eyes darkened at the other's ignorant offensive behavior, and he became much more rational when he echoed.

He replied respectfully: "Yes, His Excellency the Pope."

With a modest face and a modest temperament, he didn't see the panic just now.

Duo Yao nodded and said nothing.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the side, his lips pressed down a little, and his expression was inexplicable.

[At this point in time, something is not quite right. 】

Is the timeline messed up?

Duo Yao thought to herself, her eye feathers pressed slightly, covering her pupils but did not stop the heartbeat wafting into Theodore's ears.

Theodore pursed his lips, knowing that the people beside him were still thinking about leaving, but his expression remained calm.

As for Sam's gaze... Theodore paused, moved his lips but no sound came out.

idiot.

Lip type is these two words.

Sam's face turned blue on the spot, and because the Pope was in front of him, he gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

The fist behind his back was clenched tightly, and the veins were bulging, which was very conspicuous on the pale complexion that had been pampered for many years.

Duo Yao ignored the dark and turbulent atmosphere between the two, and only raised his hand to loosen the power of light that was tightly bound on the young man when he left, and said to Sam who was barely maintaining his calm: "Take him to see your father, take care of him." Send someone to teach etiquette."

Sam froze for a moment before saying, "Yes, His Excellency the Pope."

After the figure of the Pope could no longer be seen in his eyes, Sam relaxed his nerves, feeling that the oppressive pressure had finally faded away, and turned his head to stare fiercely at Theodore, who had a leisurely posture.

"Are you still alive?" Sam's tone was cold, rubbing his hands behind his back, looking at Theodore with an unclear expression.

When it was only him and Theodore at this time, Sam's behavior was strictly upbringing, and he did not show any gaffes in front of the Pope.

There is a sense of proportion between manners.

But just now, Duo Yao's every move easily disturbed the rational third prince of the Neuss Kingdom invisibly, and all his gaffes stemmed from caring.

Theodore stood up straight: "I am dead or alive, didn't my brother already know?"

Hearing this harsh address again, Sam was silent for a while, and calmly said: "You really shouldn't have been born, why do you have to live until now to be ashamed of yourself?"

The good mood of Theodore seeing that man was completely ruined at this time, his forehead twitched, and it took him a long time to sneer: "Killing me when I was born is a crime for breaking the canon, and not killing me until now It's also a sin, since the gods you believe in can't give you a solution for both, please beg me!"

"If I feel better, I will commit suicide."

Theodore smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his dark eyes just looked at the obstructive guy in front of him.

The gloomy, turbulent undercurrent fluctuates for a moment and fades away very quickly, leaving only a silent blackness.

Sam ignored him and left with a cold face.

After taking a few steps, he exhaled a few more breaths before saying, "Let's go see father."

Theodore's cruel look flashed past, and after a cold line was carved on his outstanding facial features, he returned to calm.

First cut the vocal cords, and then used the tip of the knife to cut off the tongue bit by bit. While enduring the extreme pain, he couldn't make a sound at all, and could only vibrate with the tattered vocal cords.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he can forgive the other party.

After all, this is the future of the other party.

Theodore narrowed his eyes, bent his scarlet lips, and followed Sam's footsteps indifferently.

……

In the palace, the old king looked at the third prince Sam who was standing aside after speaking in silence, and when his eyes turned to Theodore, there was a strong sense of disgust and disgust in his eyes.

His eyes flicked across this young man who had been abandoned in the royal palace since birth. The temperament of the other party was not like the gentle and sharp front of the Noyce royal family in the past few hundred years, but more like the coldness of Noyce's ancestors during the battle.

However, the child's facial features were unrivaled, yet flamboyant, and his appearance was striking at first glance. The gentle and handsome appearance belonging to the Noyce royal family was firmly suppressed by the shadow of another woman.

He hated the kid so much.

The existence of the other party is like an indelible stain in his life. There are quite a lot of dirt on the clean and bright resume, and the clean resume will only make the dirty place more conspicuous.

People will never notice the other innocence on the white paper, they will only stare at this garish point to pick and prick.

The old king quickly looked away, he didn't want to say a word to the child.

He said to his third son: "My lord, he knows."

It is impossible for His Excellency the Pope not to see such an obvious flaw.

But for some unknown reason, he didn't show any resentment or anger.

Sam lowered his head: "Yes, Father."

The old king closed his eyes: "Then, in the future, he will be the seventh prince of the Kingdom of Neuss."

An illegitimate child, the world is paranoid to instinct.

But it's also very deceptive.

Sam hesitated to speak, and gave Theodore an ugly look. He couldn't imagine that such a filthy person would become his nominal relative.

Theodore shifted his eyes from the old king to Sam, his eyes were deep and indifferent, and for a long time, the scarlet lips partly revealed the white teeth.

He smiled at Sam.

Just like a lazy beast finally opened its eyes, showing its cold fangs to the enemy, the bloodthirsty desire could hardly restrain the forced calm.

Sam's pupils shrank.

……

in the normal timeline.

Senior knelt in an empty space in the forest of elves. This open space was paved with a complicated formation pattern with the extremely expensive light god stone.

And he was kneeling in the very center of the pattern.

Senior's eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling because of the strong emotional fluctuations. He just stared at the Light God Stone on the pattern pattern for a long time, and his eyes suddenly became firm.

He is a descendant of the favored ones.

The blood of the gods flows in his body.

He is the only living key to awaken the gods.

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