Dressed as the little prince of the love growing game

"Relax, don't be nervous. They can't find me." Uriel said with a smile, "But it's really hard to get in touch with you. I wanted to chat with you on the road, but you are accompanied by two great magisters, I I can only give up."

"Two great magisters?" Meng Yueqiu was surprised, "Isn't it just Garcia?"

Uriel raised his eyebrows: "So you don't know. The knight of the Holy Light Knights, he followed your carriage all the way. Tsk, I shouldn't mention it."

Meng Yueqiu ignored his prank.Uriel's words surprised him.Bedivere actually followed their carriage all the way?Why?It can't be to protect them, can it?

Shaking away this unrealistic idea, Meng Yueqiu poked Uriel's shoulder and asked, "Why do you want me?"

"It's really indifferent. We were so close a few days ago, but now we have already chased away indifferently?" Uriel sighed melancholy, and then said, "I'm here to tell you, thanks to your stimulation Look at that idiot, Biqier has already given me information about the secret passage below the royal city."

"Wangcheng's secret way!" Meng Yueqiu raised his voice slightly.Where did Uriel get so many clues?

"Shh." Uriel covered his mouth and told him to keep his voice down. After Meng Yueqiu blinked, he took out a blueprint and stuffed it into his arms, "This is my redrawing. You take it."

"Why give it to me." Meng Yueqiu was a little at a loss.This thing is very confidential no matter how it looks, he always has a well-deserved panic when putting it away.

"Why can't I give it to you? If you hadn't stimulated that idiot that day, he probably would have hesitated for two days." Uriel sneered, "However, Horace didn't fully trust him. A lot of them are fake, the reason why I came here today is to bring people to erase those fake information."

He approached and said: "The royal city is about to fall into chaos. You have to be prepared. If you are in danger, you can escape through these secret passages. Remember, if you feel something is wrong, don't stay and leave the royal city immediately."

Meng Yueqiu's heart trembled, and he grabbed his sleeve: "Do you know something?"

"It's just a guess, but the actions of Horace and his party show that they are indeed impatient for a certain purpose," Uriel said.

Uriel's words made it too late for Meng Yueqiu to feel embarrassed.These things given by the other party are indeed very important to him now, and they may still be the key things to keep secret.

He lowered his head and said embarrassedly, "Thank you."

Uriel chuckled, and suddenly leaned close to his neck and said, "Actually, I'm not only here this time for the news of the secret channel."

"Or why?" Meng Yueqiu asked curiously, not aware of the strange atmosphere, thinking that he was about to say something important.

"I just suddenly realized that I seem to be a little dependent on your blood." Uriel finished in a low voice and bent down.The black hair brushed against Meng Yueqiu's cheeks, making his cheeks itch.

Before Meng Yueqiu could react, Uriel's fangs had pierced his neck.The feeling of blood draining from his body again spread all over his body, making him unconsciously grab the clothes on Uriel's chest.

But the worst thing was, Meng Yueqiu heard footsteps approaching outside, after a while, someone knocked on his door: "Qiu, are you there?"

It was Ymir, he was outside the house right now, there was only one door away from him.Meng Yueqiu's scalp was numb, and his body trembled unconsciously because of the tension.This kind of tension combined with the thrill of being sucked blood made him want to scream.Realizing that he couldn't be discovered by Ymir, he immediately covered his mouth.

Uriel didn't seem to be worried at all, but let out a chuckle instead.

Outside the door, Ymir was still knocking on the door, but he didn't wait for Meng Yueqiu's response for a long time.He frowned and thought: Maybe he hasn't come back yet.

He took half a step back, intending to ask Ryan about the situation, but he didn't want to hear a provocative chuckle from inside.

The voice was very soft, but it was very clear to the ears of a great magister like Ymir.

The expression on his face immediately turned cold, the wind blade covered the tip of the sword, and then hit the door.The door panels were reduced to dust.Meng Yueqiu lost his support and leaned back.

Uriel and Ymir shot at the same time, one holding his wrist and the other holding his back.

Meng Yueqiu stood firm, and the two also saw the other's hand on Meng Yueqiu at the same time, and their faces turned cold by coincidence.

What happened after that was no longer within the scope of Meng Yueqiu's thinking.He saw that the two men started fighting almost at the same time, and then they fought together.Just like that, they still remembered to avoid Meng Yueqiu's body when attacking, so as not to let the magic hurt him.

Meng Yueqiu looked at the one black and one green ball of light, his mood transitioned from anxiety to numbness.

Forget it, just hit it.One day, he will make a move and press one with each hand, so that they can't even fight.

Clenching his fists, Meng Yueqiu swore quietly in his heart.

However, the two cannot be allowed to fight.Meng Yueqiu said: "If you fight again, you will alarm other people in the palace."

The two moved at the same time.Anyway, Wulier took advantage of it, so he retreated one step ahead, gave a gentleman's salute to Meng Yueqiu, and then said: "Good night, my lord." After finishing speaking, he disappeared in place in a black mist .

Ymir will continue to chase.Meng Yueqiu saw that it was okay, and suddenly clutched his neck and let out a cry of pain.

The body that was about to leave paused, and Ymir came to Meng Yueqiu, looked at his hand covering his neck, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong, does it hurt anywhere?"

Meng Yueqiu moved his finger away, allowing him to see the marks of two small holes on his neck.In fact, the pain is gone, and the wound is about to heal.Uriel still remembered to stop the blood before he was beaten, but the time was short, so he could only do this.

But this was enough to worry Ymir.

"Damn vampire." He walked up to Meng Yueqiu's neck with a dark face, wanting to gently touch the wound on his neck, but afraid that Meng Yueqiu would feel uncomfortable, so he could only stop not far away.

"Actually, it's nothing. You came back as soon as that vampire arrived." Meng Yueqiu held his arm, still feeling a little guilty.

The guilty conscience of being caught by parents on the spot for doing bad things.

Ymir stretched out his hand to stroke the skin around the wound, and the jealousy and anger in his heart rose rapidly.Before the vampire left, Meng Yueqiu's intimate address made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

Sometimes the vampire's blood-sucking behavior is not just about eating, it may also be tuned.Affection.

Is that vampire also coveting his baby?

The strong sense of crisis caused Ymir's previous patience to be overthrown in an instant. He wanted to tell Meng Yueqiu that he also liked him, and that his feelings for him were not brotherly.

Holding Meng Yueqiu's arm with his palm, Ymir's green eyes seemed to be lit with fireworks on the lake, with a palpitating heat, as if he wanted to burn Meng Yueqiu.

Meng Yueqiu shrank subconsciously from the arm held by him.

"Qiu, actually I..." Ymir's words disappeared from his lips.He noticed Meng Yueqiu's slightly frightened eyes and subconscious avoidance movements, and he lowered his head in frustration, like a defeated beast.

"Ymir, are you alright?" Meng Yueqiu asked lately.

"No, nothing." Ymir smiled unnaturally, "I was just thinking about how to deal with that vampire." If possible, kill him.

Unaware of Ymir's dangerous thoughts, Meng Yueqiu nodded, and quickly changed the subject to avoid the somewhat dangerous atmosphere just now: "I'm a little hungry, let's go eat."

"Okay." Ymir gave him a deep look, and led him to the restaurant.It's just that Meng Yueqiu's eyes just now are still flashing in his mind.

Avoidance, disbelief, and the look in his eyes.

Could it be that Qiu actually sensed his thoughts a little bit?

But telling him his intentions too bluntly can only scare Qiu away, and he has to find other ways.

Early the next morning, Meng Yueqiu went out with the others as before.First, he went down to the fifth floor under the leadership of the management staff, and then prepared to sneak up to the sixth floor while no one else was paying attention.

When he left, he paid special attention to the old man who was reading a book, and he was relieved when he found that he didn't say anything in particular.

"There were quarrels outside yesterday?" the old man said suddenly.

Meng Yueqiu was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking to himself, so he quickly stood up awkwardly, and then said: "Yes, some bounty hunters thought that a man and a woman were alchemists, so they wanted to arrest them. "

"Don't you think they are not alchemists?" asked the old man.

"Whether it is or not is up to me. It depends on what the palace says. It's like they said that the alchemist stole the Philosopher's Stone."

The old man seemed amused by his words, and a smile appeared on his face, which made his wrinkles squeeze together even more.

Meng Yueqiu didn't understand why he wanted to chat with himself, and in the end it could only be attributed to the old man suddenly wanting to chat.He nodded and was about to leave, but he heard a word behind him: "The brooch is beautiful, little gentleman."

Meng Yueqiu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly turned around to look.But he found that the old man was adjusting his monocle again, as if what he said just now was just an illusion of Meng Yueqiu.

But after Meng Yueqiu put Mistedtin on as a brooch, almost no one noticed it.It seems that everyone has forgotten this brooch. If the old man can find it, why?

It can't be the sweeping monk of Western Fantasy.

But if someone just glanced at it occasionally, and then he asked again, wouldn't it be obvious that there was something wrong with his brooch, how did you notice it, and whether he had bad intentions.

It's very problematic when you think about it.

Let’s ask Ymir when we go back at night.Meng Yueqiu touched the brooch subconsciously, and then went up to the sixth floor worried.

"What's the matter, is there any problem that can't be solved?" Garcia asked.

Meng Yueqiu walked up to him and asked, "Garcia, have you seen my brooch today?"

"Brooch?" Garcia glanced at his chest in doubt, but said with red ears, "So did you wear a brooch today? It's beautiful."

"Thank you." Meng Yueqiu pulled out a smile, but was even more confused.

There must be something wrong.Garcia is a great magister, but he didn't notice that he was wearing this brooch all the time, so how did the old man find out.

Meng Yueqiu was preoccupied, and he slowly turned his mind away when Garcia stuffed a book into his hand.