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

Chapter 94 The tyrant wanted to cut off his first day

When Duo Yao held his forehead and opened his eyes, he took a few breaths out of strength, lost his voice for a long time before raising his face to look outside.

The weakness of the soul has affected this body, and there is a floating paleness on his face, which cannot be seen clearly, but it is enough to make outsiders worry.

Duo Yao pondered for a moment, then walked outside the door: "Go and call the Seventh Prince, I have something to look for him."

The faces of the people waiting outside the door were at a loss for a moment, and then they seemed to think of something quickly, and hurriedly left in response.

The humbleness in his bones prevented him from having the courage to look directly at the Pope. Naturally, he did not notice that the face of the Pope had faded a layer of blood from yesterday. Although the dark night was boundless, the sky was about to brighten. On the surface, a halo is outlined that penetrates two dimensions.

In the mother source of the elves, it is the opposite.

In the mother source, the four seasons are always bright, warm and pleasant, and there has never been a talk about falling at night.

But at this time, the eternally bright mother source of the elves, just like the night outside, the light is being swallowed by darkness.

The gradually dissipating light dyes the sleeping faces in the hammock, just like the last glimmer of light in people's eyes before the darkness falls, indescribably beautiful and moving, just like the last hope hidden in people's hearts in the eternal night .

On one side the darkness is being swallowed by the light, on the other side the light is being swallowed by the night.

Before Duo Yao even entered the room, he heard an inexplicable laughter behind him.

"The Pope is looking for me?"

The joints of Duo Yao's hands turned white, but the pallor on his face faded. He turned and glanced at the boy.

I'm afraid this palace has become a plaything in his hands...

Duo Yao restrained his mind and said, "Come in and talk."

Thick black color flashed across Theodore's eyes, he stopped smiling, looked at the person in front of him who made him suddenly uneasy, and then followed him silently.

Before entering the house, his knuckles moved a few times, and an invisible black mist buried several corners outside the house.

This kind of anxiety is like the ten-year-old Theodore helplessly watching that soul leave without any regrets.

Duo Yao stood still inside the house, glanced lightly outside the house, and then gently looked away.

The current Theodore is not his opponent.

He turned around and looked at the young man who had begun to subvert the power of the outside world in his hands, pursed his lips silently, and a trace of cold emotion on his brows and eyes hurt Theodore's eyes.

This person really doesn't have a long memory, or doesn't bother to hide his emotions at all, Theodore said with a deep smile, "You have to go."

From ten years old to actually only eight years, but it was enough for Theodore to grind and crush some memories deep in his mind, and then blend them into his blood to form another instinct.

Just like now, he can tell at a glance.

This person, don't want him again.

In fact, it was normal, after all, this person never belonged to him.

The young man's eyes were red, not only the eye sockets were red, but also a frightening red thread appeared in the pure black and unfathomable eyes.

His long-open eyebrows and temples were stained with hostility, and he said word by word: "Liar! You son!"

Why come here because of me.

Violent, bloodthirsty, like suppressed in the deepest part, almost all the dark emotions that came from instinct surged up at this moment, and instead stirred up a scorching hot temperature in the body.

Theodore used great strength to suppress the trembling of his body, and the expression on his face suddenly became quiet. After the eyebrows raised in anger returned to a gentle arc, a kind of hidden danger was more depressing than the publicized anger. Captivating.

It's hard to imagine that a person with this kind of temperament is just a young boy, and he can faintly feel the threat of another supreme being in the world.

The black mist that only Duo Yao could see outside the house suddenly rose, turning this gorgeous palace into the only safe cage in the thorny jungle in an instant. undoubtedly.

Among the premise of all delusions, there is only one option to keep the other party.

The dark god who has just grown up has to learn to use the evil of the world to imprison his only goodness.

Duo Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyelashes drooped slightly. Theodore couldn't see the eyes of the other party, but he couldn't help being in a daze for a moment, as if he had glimpsed the real appearance of the other party's unparalleled look when he raised his eyes and lowered his eyes.

If he can't catch this person, he will go crazy.

thought Theodore.

Duo Yao just raised his hand in response to these overwhelming forces.

Everything is over.

The use of power this time will only make Duo Yao weaker in the real world.

But there is no choice.

Duo Yao gently caught the young man who was gradually losing consciousness, and the black mist rising into the sky outside the house had disappeared completely, only the tip of the young man's hanging left finger was still trembling unwillingly, and the black light appeared and disappeared.

The burst of dark divine power caused commotion among some guys, and they were even a little restless, but the light divine power that appeared in the next second made them scramble to hide themselves tightly.

The old guy, the God of Light, is still alive? ! ! !

This has suppressed many dishonest guys over the years.

Theodore refused to close his eyes, his thick black eyelashes were little by little, but he refused to cover his upper and lower eyelids, his red eyes turned back to pure jet black at some point, staring at Duo Yao quietly under the hard-lifted eyelids complexion.

"...you... dare to go..."

Duo Yao's hands lightly rested on the boy's eyes that refused to close. The scene just now was like a hedgehog with its spikes erected, but someone could easily touch the soft belly of the hedgehog. Not a regression of the hedgehog itself.

The combination of warmth and darkness brings not depression and helplessness, but irrepressible drowsiness.

Theodore did not hold his eyelashes down a little bit.

"... gods... enemies..."

He hated his own powerlessness, and was extremely annoyed by this person's indifference. The unprecedented anxiety lingered on him for a long time when he was suppressed.

He always felt that this time it seemed that it was not a simple separation.

Since the gods gave the other party the power to leave, when he wakes up, he will definitely destroy the source of the other party's strength.

Brother, is that him?Did the God of Light let you leave me?

Is it because... I belong to the dark?

When Theodore was completely plunged into darkness, his heart suddenly ached, as if some important existence had been lost in the dark, and the pain continued after that, as if his soft heart was being bit by bit by a cold and hard ice blade, The chill went deep into the bone marrow with every knife.

【Little guy... When you wake up, everything is normal. 】

Brother, it hurts so much.

There seemed to be wet water on the withdrawn hands, Duo Yao looked at them for a long time, and some of them were scalded and contracted into fists.

Wen Yi skimmed over the water at the end of the young man's eyes, and pressed down her intangible white fingertips. Even though the state of the soul and body could not be touched, the blessing that contained divine power still fell on the young man.

……

When Theodore opened his eyes, he was unconsciously eager, but when he saw the Pope who was looking at him with sizing eyes, he sank his eyes in disgust, not understanding why this guy appeared beside his bed.

The pope smiled and pointed to his sleeve.

Theodore looked at it, and the cold temperament that was originally diffused stagnated and showed a bit of a stupefaction, and then he regained his consciousness and quickly retracted his right hand that was holding the opponent's sleeve tightly.

Because he must have used a lot of strength when he was holding it, and now when he retracts his hand, his finger joints are a little uncomfortable and even numb.

The folded fingertips seem to be piercing through the fabric and stabbing the other finger fiercely, which seems to be a human shackle.

Theodore's eyes were cold: "What did you do?"

When he was unconscious, only the Pope of Light approached him.

There is only the possibility of the other party tampering with it.

The Pope didn't answer directly, but wanted to touch the seventh prince's head, but when he saw the boy's slightly narrowed eyes, he withdrew his hand almost instinctively.

It seemed that if he let go of his hand, another hand would pass through his heart.

"The gods bless you, and you will be safe and sound in the future."

As he spoke, the pope uttered a prayer smoothly, with a pious tone.

Theodore reviewed his memory carefully. He was discovered by the Pope, and the so-called father had no choice but to give him a legitimate identity. After that, he was called to the Pope, and the scene in front of him opened his eyes.

Just as he was thinking, he looked at the Pope with coldness because of guessing, but he suddenly heard the phrase "God bless you..."

God?

An uncontrollable hatred burst out in his heart, and the overwhelming magma was like the hatred that burned his reason, turning all his thoughts into ashes, and his brain was dizzy for a few moments because of such violent emotions.

Theodore didn't cover his forehead, but looked at his still stiff right hand with great interest. Regardless of the stiffness of the joints, it kept opening and closing as if playing. At first, there was a frightening sound of joints thumping, and then gradually became There was a playful laugh.

After the violent emotional shock, Theodore felt a faint pain in his brain, but Theodore seemed to feel nothing, and turned his gaze to the Pope leisurely.

The strange and inexplicable gaze made the Pope's face gradually calm down. The original undisguised sense of piety was only the gentle alienation he faced with others in the past. He looked at Theodore with the eyes of a believer in a god.

This young man will never know how much favor he has in the world. To the gods, he is the only one special.

Theodore smiled, full of coldness: "To be honest, I don't like the look in your eyes, it's disgusting."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left the room without hesitation, without any lingering during this period.

……

The founding king of the Percy Empire was the weak seventh son of the Kingdom of Noyes. There were rumors that he was the illegitimate son of the last king of Noyes, which was absurd. ——"Historical Records of the Empire"

I have never seen anyone so blessed by the gods like him.A bloody executioner gave us emotions other than hatred. ——"Little Soldier Diary"

We are honored to seek light, but ashamed to avoid darkness. ——"Theory of God"

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