I finally waited until he was rich [Quick Transmigration]

Early the next morning, Shilo woke up, and Phil was still lying in his arms.The sunlight draws a bright line on the bed from the slit curtains, and the fine dust floating in the air can be vaguely seen.

Shilo frowned and looked at Phil. He hated others touching his body, especially his heart.Although he no longer remembers the appearance of the crying and troublesome child, he firmly believes that he can recognize someone with just one look.

If it weren't for Phil being a vampire, he might have thought Phil was that kid.However, that child is always crying, it must not be the rotten guy in his arms.

He got out of bed carefully, washed and dressed and went downstairs.On the first floor, there are strange oil paintings and various plaster busts, and there is no table or chair in sight.Xi Luo's stomach was growling with hunger, his throat rolled up and down and he swallowed, remembering that there were small tomatoes in the garden, so he walked towards the garden.

As soon as he left the house, the warm and warm sunshine quietly shone on his head, making him feel warm.

The two children are preparing breakfast in the garden, milk mixed with strong coffee aroma, sandwiches with nutrition, and two steaks that are fried to medium-ripe.Seeing Xi Luo approaching, the two children put down their work, walked up to him, and saluted him: "Master Xi, good morning."

"Yeah." Shilo nodded, staring at the food on the table.

"Master Xi, would you like to have breakfast now?"

"Can you?"

"of course."

Xi Luo was also polite, pulled out the chair and sat down to eat.Werewolves have a large appetite, and not ordinary people can feed them.Even a nobleman like Xi Luo, who has a small appetite, can easily eat a cow.

The werewolves are divided into commoners and nobles. Commoners are much bigger in stature and strength than nobles. Just like Rolle, standing upright with two feet is more than three meters tall, which is the most common height for werewolves.The nobles, on the other hand, had an average height of only [-] meters.

The most important reason for the physical difference is the blood relationship.The commoners of the werewolf clan were all pure-blooded werewolves, while the werewolves of the nobles had more or less human hybrid bodies. The werewolves who were mixed with humans had a significantly higher intelligence, but their physique began to degenerate.

But even so, werewolves are much higher than other races.Xi Luo is only 1.8 years younger now, but his height is also 1.7 meters [-], and Phil has lived a thousand years, and his height is only [-] meters [-].

As the think tank of the werewolf clan, the nobles would give orders to the werewolf clan of the common people.Although they were defeated in the war with the blood race, they had a chance to repel the blood race.

It's a pity that the plan was disrupted by a civilian werewolf who was a general. That werewolf no longer believed in noble werewolves, and led troops to attack the blood clan regardless of dissuasion. As a result, the entire army was wiped out.

Although werewolves have powerful self-healing abilities, they have no brains.In order to protect the werewolves, the ancestors created nobles among the werewolves to give advice to the werewolves.However, no matter how you make a plan, it is not worth the joint efforts of humans and blood races.

Aristocratic werewolves have several advantages over civilian werewolves. Not only can they inherit the original self-healing ability of werewolves, but also their appearance can be switched between humans and werewolves. Their brains are also flexible and smart enough.And most importantly; they are not afraid of silverware at all.

It's just that the number of werewolf aristocrats is too small, and if they want to resist the attack of the blood clan's army, they will hit the stone with an egg. They can only bow their heads to the blood clan, and then lie dormant and wait for the time to counterattack.

Although his two elder brothers became toys, it was only temporarily.Compared with his character, those two characters are more twisted and cruel.Even if those blood nobles humiliate|torture them, when the time comes, they will jump up and repay them double.

And this important timing is Xi Luo.

Xi Luo is the next patriarch of the werewolf clan, and he bears an inescapable responsibility.The task of liberating the werewolves from the blood clan, regaining freedom and rebirth fell on his shoulders.

Last night, he had the opportunity to kill the blood king, and then rebelled in one fell swoop, leading the werewolves out of this damn cage, but he subconsciously hesitated.Even he himself didn't understand why he would be soft-hearted to a blood race.

When Xi Luo was relaxed, wolf ears would appear on his head, and the upright furry ears trembled slightly on his head, and were coated with a halo under the sunlight.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he subconsciously turned his head to look over.Although Phil deliberately stepped lightly, he could still hear the movement.Phil stretched out his hand and pinched his wolf ears, and smiled with the corners of his lips: "It feels good."

Only then did Shilo realize that the ears had popped out. He slapped Kefir's hand expressionlessly, and put his ears back.Phil didn't tease him too much, took a seat opposite him, and started eating.

After Phil had finished his breakfast, Shiloh said, "What do I need to do?"

"You can figure it out." Phil wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, "You can do whatever you want, but you can't leave the garden. If the nobles outside arrest you, I won't be able to find you for a while , and would be a waste of my time."

"Didn't you say you wanted to kill your brother?" Xi Luo lowered his voice, "What do I need to do then?"

Phil supported his chin with his left hand, and tapped his right index finger on the table: "Sleep with me, give me a hug, that's all."

Xi Luo raised his eyebrows: "Please be serious."

"Seriously~" Phil sighed, "Last night was the second good night's sleep I've ever had in my life."

Shilo didn't ask him what was the first time, he was not interested in the vampire's past.He just wanted to know when Phil would act, so that he could arrange when his people would leave.

Phil was neither angry nor surprised. He seemed to have guessed the result: "After you leave, what are your plans for the future?"

"The farther away from vampires, the better, to live in a place without anyone." Shilo replied.

"What about you? Will you stay?"

"Why should I stay?" Xi Luo looked at him suspiciously, "Are you trying to exchange my life for the freedom of my group?"

"Just you? Deserving too?" Phil didn't hide the sneer in his eyes, "For you alone, to offend the entire blood nobles? I'm sorry, I may not be as great as you imagined. But, I can let you go, But only you."

Xi Luo stared at Phil for a long time, and then said: "I will not live, my people are suffering, and it is the responsibility of the patriarch to rescue them."

"In this case," Xi Luo got up and walked in front of him, and patted him on the shoulder: "You should perform your duties well and help me warm the bed. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

On the dining table covered with a clean white tablecloth, there is an unclosed collection of poems. On the title page of the book is a handwritten pen writing:

that's my best garden

full of beautiful roses

blood, thorns, goblet

Yin Hong makes me intoxicated

it was a garden of roses

thorny roses

Watering, fertilizing, blooming

madness makes me drunk

that is a dead garden

full of transparent roses

Red soil, red shovel, black house

struggle breaks me

Looking forward to a rose garden full of thorns

before the night approaches

Withered

before dawn

bloom again

—— "I Have a Rose Garden" by Di Hesar

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