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"You mean, all of this was actually within Luo Di's expectation thousands of years ago?" Mori, who had heard me finish speaking, had a look of disbelief.

"In the end, the two of us are the fools who were kept in the dark?" Rui's face was quite unfriendly, the designer suddenly became the designed one, and one can imagine how he feels in his heart, who has always been proud.

"I don't know why, but seeing the devastated expressions of the two of them, the joy and joy in my heart are really indescribable." After hearing the news, Ao Nan crossed his legs and gloated.

In the millennium, after being teased more than [-] times, it is also conceivable how he suddenly found out that the guy who teased him was actually his brother and sister.

So, I'm probably the only one who is calm and impermanent in the four-party talks. Well, the reincarnation of a genius magician is indeed different.

After pouring coffee, black tea, and mineral water for the three of them with a sense of accomplishment, I sat quietly by the coffee table, waiting for them to clear up their moods.

"Lian Qiong, may I ask," Morrie was the first to recover, holding up his aristocratic airs, and asked politely, "Can I beat you up?"

"Why did you beat me up? I know you're not used to freshly ground coffee, but it's not my fault that there's only instant coffee at home."

"Who told you this?" Morrie's knuckles burst into blue veins while holding the coffee, "After what Luo Di did? Do you think you shouldn't be beaten?"

"I'm not Luo Di, and when you and Rui conspired to hypnotize me countless times that day, I didn't beat you."

"That's because you don't have the strength." Morrie looked at me disdainfully, "Now you should have recovered Luodi's strength! That's a good idea, this fight will be very enjoyable!" He was gearing up, quite satisfied I mean practice.

"Just to tell you, I'm not Luodi. I still don't have much memory about the magic-related parts."

"Why are you so useless, boy?" After knowing that I was still vulnerable, Morrie leaned back on the sofa in frustration, turned his head to look at Rui, "What do you say?"

"I have acupuncture, don't forget, you have Feng Wuhen." Rui's Wannian Bingshan showed a hair-raising gentle smile on his face, and slowly stood up from the sofa.

I trembled under his smile in disbelief, and teleported behind Aonan. It's up to you, as a lover from a previous life and a demon hunter, you probably won't leave me alone!

"Doctor Rui, don't you think that the whole incident is a little weird?" Onan lived up to my expectations and stepped forward to block Rui's murderous gentle smile for me.

"What do you have to say?"

"If it is said that you have arranged all these time and again for the purpose of revenge, what about Mr. Murray? Why did the werewolves follow the footsteps of the blood clan and consume the entire tribe to help you avenge?"

"It's not just revenge. Our plan is to awaken your ability and secretly help you become the leader of the demon hunters. Every time we only need to keep an eye on your movements, we can control all the demon hunters and strike them down." Mori explained .

"It has been carried out more than [-] times in a row, how effective is it?" Onan raised the most critical point.

Rui and Murray frowned at the same time, as if they were thinking about this problem for the first time. They were very reluctant to admit the result, but the facts were in front of them.

"You're right. In fact, it didn't have any effect. It just caused mutual casualties."

"Then what's the point of this whole thing? If it's just pure revenge, intending to transform me into a vampire, with God's blessing, you will never be able to achieve your goal."

"Lian Qiong, you said that Luo Di caused all this, so what is his purpose?" Turning to look at me, Ao Nan's expression was very serious.

With his serious expression, I feel like a child who has done something wrong, and I dare not look him in the eye.

"Luodi feels that he loves you too much, but he doesn't get any response, so he is not reconciled. He hopes that he can forget you, but you remember him life after life, so he feels it is fair."

My head was so low that it couldn't be lowered. When I said this, even I felt ashamed. What kind of bad character is this, just because I can't get a little love, I will care about it for 1000 years.

Those who will be despised, will definitely be despised, and even I myself have expressed deep contempt.

Sure enough, after saying this sentence, the atmosphere fell into a strange silence. The situation of Rui and Onan, who were supposed to be old enemies, had greatly improved before, but there was a subtle atmosphere of common hatred between each other.

Hey hey hey, don't be like this, you are sworn enemies, please carry out your identities of old enemies unswervingly to the end, don't point the finger at the same time to the outside world!

I'm not Luodi, I'm really not Luodi, I just have his memory, why is it me who should be blamed for this wayward guy doing something wrong?

"Well, have you forgotten the most important thing?" Under the pressure of the three terrifying mountains, I had no choice but to try to change the subject?

"Apart from the trouble you caused? Is there any other important thing?" The guns were all fired at the same time, and the three unkind eyes looked at me in unison.

"War, war, have you forgotten? The war between blood werewolves and alien races and demon hunters once every thirty years! Now that you have figured out the source of all this, shouldn't you, the brains, order it to end Yet?"

As soon as the words were finished, the surroundings fell silent. The three guys who were still aggressive just now, exuding a murderous aura, fell silent instantly as if they had been focused.

They stared at me quietly, like the Jews watched Hitler.

"This is the problem." Onan frowned, and said first, "The bow has been wound and the sword has been unsheathed. Up to now, I have no way to stop the demon hunter's actions."

"It's the same with us. It's just me and Rui, or Luo Di's design, it can't stop them from moving in the slightest except to shake the morale of the army." Putting away the so-called aristocratic demeanor, Morrie also frowned .

"The hatred accumulated over the millennium war cannot be easily stopped with a few words." Rui issued an ultimatum, "We cannot stop this war."

"However, human beings have always been forgetful animals. Their lives are only a few decades, how can they remember the hatred from life to life?" I looked to Aonan for help.

"Just look at me." Onan smiled wryly at me, "Do you really think that you can gather all the witchers just by hypnotizing me alone?"

Yes, human beings are the most forgetful. Their hatred is not engraved in their memory, but engraved in their souls, like boiling oil, tormenting all the time, a spark falling can cause an uproar.

"Actually, the strangest thing I think is that in the past thousand years, has there never been any mistake? If all this is really due to Luodi's design, I will be reincarnated after death, but what about you? ?”

"It is true that blood races and werewolves will not grow old, but they are not impossible to be eliminated. How can Luodi ensure that his reincarnated Doctors Lian Qiong and Dr. Rui will not have any accidents?"

"This plan has been implemented for thousands of years, but the demon hunters have not been completely wiped out in the end. Humans have also failed to wipe out all the alien races. They have killed each other for nearly a thousand years, but nothing has been achieved."

"I've checked the relevant information. You two are known as the most outstanding successors in the history of the blood clan and the werewolf clan. Are you really going to be dazzled by hatred and spend thousands of years without discovering the problem?"

"What on earth are you trying to say? Let's just say it straight. You don't need to beat around the bush and call Rui and I fools." Morrie, who was always arrogant, interrupted Onan rudely.

"Lian Qiong and I have been hypnotized by the sea monster you sent over and over again." Aonan's tone of voice was still unhurried, "But you yourself, have you never suspected the possibility of being manipulated by someone?"

"Are you kidding me? With Rui and I's abilities, how is it possible... Wait, Rui, why have you rarely visited your mother in the Hui family for thousands of years? Even when the war was most critical, you only stayed on the outskirts of the family Spin?"

"I seldom go back, because I don't want my mother to see me and recall my brother who passed away, but you, why do you always insist on living in the same city as me?" After a moment of hesitation, Rui asked the same question.

We all know that there is a war once every thirty years, but it doesn't take thirty years to deploy in the world. During this period, why did the two of them insist on wandering outside and never stay in the clan for a while?

"Maybe Feng Wuhen and I are just a cover. In fact, the two of them eloped secretly! So I dare not go back to the clan to meet the elders." I whispered in Aonan's ear.

"Shut up, Lian Qiong, don't think I can't hear you." Forget that the werewolf's ears are sensitive, Morrie looked crazy, but obviously, even he himself couldn't figure out why he hadn't returned home for nearly a thousand years reason.

"There is indeed a problem. Every time I want to go back, there are always various accidents." Rui said thoughtfully.

"A few times without any accidents, we were almost at the door, and you suddenly changed your mind, saying that you had something to do temporarily, but half an hour later, I saw you wandering in the street blankly .”

"You're right, even I felt strange about those few times. Not long after, I received a call saying that Lian Qiong had a fever, and I had to leave England to see him."

"Maybe, it's time to go back and take a look." After exchanging glances with Morrie, Rui turned to me, "Do you want to go back to the clan with me?"

The process of teleporting to the Hui family went smoothly unexpectedly. There was no unexpected situation that prevented us from leaving, nor did we encounter a wall of protection that was bounced back after arriving at the destination.

"There's nothing blocking it, so it's going too smoothly, right? Are you sure it wasn't because you eloped with Morrie and didn't have the courage to go back?"

This kind of nerveless emotion was taken for granted by Rui, and the old butler who was leading the way with a lamp turned around and gave me a surprised look.

Due to the daytime, thick curtains were drawn everywhere in the castle, blocking out the deadly sunlight, and most of the servants slept in dark corners.

After leading us to the suite where Rui used to live, the old butler turned around and walked out. After a while, he brought us the fragrant blood.

This blood is completely different from the disinfectant-smelling thing Rui brought back from the hospital that I often drink at home.

To use a metaphor commonly used by human beings, it is roughly the difference between the food cooked by the royal chef in the palace and the home-cooked meal overnight.

This is the blood of a human virgin, and judging from the warm feel, the blood has not left the body for too long, so it should have just been drawn.

Probably because I have watched too many human movies and TV shows, and I always have an inexplicable affection for this group. When I think of cutting the neck of a young woman with a knife to let blood and leaving a corpse, I still feel a little bit psychologically shadowed.

"It was extracted with a syringe." As if knowing my psychological thoughts, Rui shook the goblet in his hand at me, and the rich scent of blood wafted out, tempting my taste buds.

"How do you know it's a syringe?" I asked subconsciously before drinking it.

"If you cut the neck with a knife and bleed, tiny skin flakes will remain in the blood. The blood cleans the dirt, so it should be the result of the injection."

As expected of a doctor, it can be deduced in this way, but I couldn't help but ask the butler, "How to deal with the corpse?"

It may be buried in the back garden we just passed by. I have noticed that the roses there are extraordinarily vigorous!

"Master Lian Qiong, this is the 21st century. Have you just woken up from your coffin after sleeping for 1000 years?" The old butler looked at me as if I were a country boy.

"Uh, you mean to say..."

"Cloning technology, master, you don't think that the technology that appeared as early as the last century can only reproduce a mutilated lamb?"

"Okay! Got it, it's the blood of cloned people." Silently shedding tears of sympathy for those glamorous female stars on the screen, the old butler will definitely keep an eye on them.

When they were flirting in front of people, these women would never have imagined that their clones were lying lifeless in the cold room of a dark castle, serving as dinner and afternoon tea for a blood noble.

This is probably also the reason why spooky and terrifying murders have gradually disappeared in recent decades. After all, the deity is still alive and well, and human beings probably don't pay too much attention to the future direction of a tiny DNA.

After confirming that Rui and I had been properly accommodated, the old housekeeper bowed, retreated, and resumed his daytime sleep.

Rui, who had just finished drinking blood, and I were left alone in the dark room. Rui, who had always worked in the hospital during the day, would naturally not go to sleep like ordinary people in the clan.

I learned from the old housekeeper that Mrs. Myers had returned to the elves for something. Most of the elves were scattered all over the world, and only a small part stayed in England, and most of them didn't live in this old castle.

Rui has always loved Jing, and this is the place where he grew up. Although he seldom comes back, this is his home after all, and no one would be interested in exploring around in his own home.

So during the day when the servants are sleeping, the only one walking around the castle is me, who looks extremely idle.

Comparing with the remaining fragments of memories about Luodi in my mind, I walked along the winding stairs and through the connected corridors, looking for the small room where Luodi lived in when he was young.

Because of the poor sense of direction, I got lost countless times on the way. After using telepathy to call Rui over N times to help me guide me, he finally lost all patience and led me to the destination directly by teleportation.

As the former residence of a genius magician, this small room in the attic has obviously not been well taken care of. Not to mention that the room is full of dust, and spider webs can be seen everywhere.

After leaving four deep footprints, the wooden floor made a terrible cracking sound under our weight, as fragile as if it would collapse in the next second.

Rui and I had to leave this place where no creature had set foot in nearly a thousand years. We rang the bell to tell the old butler to wake up the sleeping servants to work. At least we had to open a window to let out the old musty smell. Dust away.

Before that, the two of us had nothing to do. According to Rui's past personality and habits, he should teleport back to his own suite immediately, and continue to think about the deep-rooted reasons why he was not in the Hui family before.

But I don't know why, from the moment I stepped into Luodi's room until now, I always feel that Rui has undergone a slight change.

His expression was obviously gentler, and the indifference in his eyes seemed to have faded a little, instead showing a little gentle warmth, with a slight, tranced smile, staring at the place where the servants were busy going in and out.

"Lian Qiong, in your previous life, you were like a princess locked in a tower, waiting for the prince to climb up the tower to rescue you." He turned his head and looked at me with a smile on his face.

It wasn't his usual sneer that often appeared before he got angry, but a real, gentle smile from the heart, which belonged to the kind of smile that only a good man with an extremely gentle personality would have.

But Rui has never been a good man. We have been together for hundreds of years, and no one knows better than me the indifference revealed from the inside out in his bones.

That kind of indifference is not even caused by the growth environment like Luodi, but innate, Bi Ni's whole world is holding the supercilious in his palm.

How could Rui, who didn't care about anything and only had the goal of revenge in his heart, show such a friendly and intimate demeanor in front of the former residence of the biggest enemy in his life?

Weird, really weird, really weird!If there was a mirror in front of him, how would Rui feel when he saw his expression at the moment?

Time just slipped away unknowingly in Rui's rare trance and my strange gaze sizing him up.

After tidying up the rooms, the servants returned to their posts one after another. The leader came to make a final report after confirming that the former residence of the genius magician had been cleaned spotlessly clean enough for the future patriarch to set foot.

"Master Fergis, everything has been cleaned up." He bowed and waited for Rui to signal for the cleaning to pass.

Rui nodded, and after all the irrelevant servants retreated, he stepped into the small attic before me.

This is obviously a child's residence. The height of the roof is not much higher than that of an adult man, and the space is not spacious. Of course, the furnishings inside are simple and clear at a glance.

A table, a chair, a bed, a cabinet for clothes and sundries, the window next to the cabinet is open, the unique breeze at night blows away the mildew that has accumulated for thousands of years, and the newly laid wooden floor exudes a faint scent of pine.

Rui caressed several nicks on the low wooden table, with soft nostalgic eyes, as if recalling the lost lover.

Am I thinking too much?How could this guy who has always been in love with his brother show such a look of nostalgia for the place where the enemy who indirectly killed his beloved brother lived.

Wait, speaking of Rui's brother, why did the leader call him "Fergis" just now?It seems that the two brothers really look alike!

"Rui, did you hear that? Who called you 'Master Fergis' just now?"

"Understood, is there any question?" He turned his head, still in a dazed look reminiscing about the past.

"Isn't Fergis your elder brother who passed away thousands of years ago? But you didn't correct him, instead you nodded at him, Rui, your condition is very strange, are you okay?"

I tried shaking him, hoping to shake him out of his drugged trance.

"You're right, Fergis is my elder brother who passed away thousands of years ago." All his trance evaporated in the morning light like night mist, and he recovered his indifference in an instant, and nodded his approval firmly.

But for some reason, the strange feeling in my heart not only did not go away, but intensified.

It's been a thousand years since Fergis died, isn't that a fact we all know?

Why did Rui use such an affirmative tone and emphasize it to me again so solemnly, seriously like a human primary school student memorizing the nine-nine multiplication table.

Moreover, the leading servant called Rui Master Ferges, as if Ferges had never died as a matter of course.

Look at his proficiency in commanding cleaning, arranging floor repairs and operating those new tools. It doesn't look like someone who has been asleep for a thousand years and was awakened temporarily to work.

Rather, he seems to be the kind of skilled hand who has always been responsible for maintaining the daily cleanliness of the castle. Such a servant leader should at least have lived as long as Rui.

"Ray, do you think Ferges is actually alive?"

"How is it possible? If my brother is still alive, how could I not know?" Rui glanced at me like a madman, but his attention was still on Luodi's relic.

Thousands of years have passed, and all the clothes and debris have decayed into a pair of dust. The reason why the bed was not cracked by me sitting on it is because it is made of stone.

The tables, chairs and cabinets were probably soaked in grease, barely maintaining their original shape, but as Rui forcefully pulled open the jammed cabinet door, the poor cabinet still failed to escape disintegration after supporting it for a few seconds fate.

Among the broken pieces of decayed wood, there were several tattered parchment scrolls that also seemed to have been soaked in fat.

"I think these are relics from your previous life." Rui leaned over and picked them up from the ground, and handed them to my hand, whose excited eyes almost burst into sparks.

This, this, this, could it be that in the legend, no one can know, no one can understand, only that freak Luodi, no, it is the manuscript of Archmage Merlin that can only be understood by a genius?

I made money, and now I don't have to be looked down upon by Morrie, and I can finally get rid of the notoriety of being a magic waste, hold my head up high, and live in the eyes of everyone's admiration instead of contempt.

Thinking about it, I feel that the prospect is infinitely bright. I opened the tattered volume happily, waiting to see something like "the way of heaven, the damage is more than enough and the deficiency is made up, so the emptiness wins the real, and the deficiency wins more than enough." Something like that.

It's been almost 1000 years, and the handwriting on the parchment scroll has long been dim and blurred, I hope I won't fail to understand.

Fortunately, although the handwriting was a bit blurred, it was still understandable. He glanced at Rui, and although he maintained a cold face, there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Thankfully, I can still understand these words, so I read the blurred words, "My name is Rui, I am the second son of the former blood patriarch and the elf princess, and I grew up in my grandmother's tribe. grow up……"

As soon as the first sentence was finished, Rui took a step forward, grabbed the parchment in my hand, and read it carefully.

Obviously, what is recorded in this tattered parchment is not the manuscript of the legendary Archmage Merlin, but the autobiography of the great future blood patriarch Rui.

Everything recorded in this autobiography is what we know about the past, including that Rui lived in the elves after he was born, and did not return to the elves until he became the sole heir of the blood clan after the death of Ferges.

After staying in the clan for a few days, because I looked too much like my brother, which touched my mother's sadness, I had to go far away to find Luo Di's reincarnation, and I was placed in the clan for a while.

And then a series of various preparations for revenge, and the process of going through various ideological struggles, and finally brought me by my side.

All the content is familiar to the two of us, and the handwriting belongs to Rui. There is nothing wrong with it.

But after reading the autobiography, Rui seemed to feel something strange in it, and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's my handwriting, but I don't remember that I ever wrote this volume?" Rui thought to himself.

"The strangest thing is, why is this autobiography you wrote in Luo Di's cabinet? And it seems that no one has set foot here for nearly a thousand years."