Blood Princess and the Knight

The torso and limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and the heavy head was dizzy, as if filled with a pot of hot paste, dizzy and looking down to the north, the limbs fell from the creaking wooden bed groping. .

Puff! A little thing wrapped in snowy silver hair rolled off the bed, curled up into a ball and rolled, just like a cute little animal.

The "little animal" moved his body and opened his eyes in a daze like a dormouse. It seemed to feel that he was not on the bed, and his five green fingers scratched and scratched on the floor, like a kitten. .

Dazed, she no longer remembers why she fell off the bed, but vaguely remembered that she had a very strange and real dream.

The girl looked down at her current state, no wonder she felt so tired and entered this state inexplicably?

I rubbed the messy silver hair in distress.

Ji Bai, the retired knight king, now lives in a decent hotel in the Black Swamp, suffering unimaginable torture.

The scarlet runes planted on the chest have spread a lot. If you can barely walk on the ground a few days ago, now it’s really hard to walk every step of the way, and the soles of your feet are like being pierced by a hot knife. Yes, the pain and fatigue made her breathless.

She could clearly feel that something similar to blood in her body was being drawn bit by bit by the scarlet runes. The heart was like a river on the verge of drying up, and the struggle seemed to have come to an end.

At the end of the battle, what can I do now, to be a sick princess who can only lie in bed and wait to die, is it not considered a magnificent life to spend his life calmly? No, sitting and waiting for death has never been Ji Bai’s personality, although he doesn’t know if he can find it. On the road to Yiluozhou, or to be buried directly here, everything ahead is unknown, and the unknown is the source of fear for mankind.

The silver-haired girl in the mirror was supposed to have a pale and weak face with vitality, her long and beautiful eyelashes drooped with her eyelids, as if she was awake, her scarlet eyes were so hollow that she felt a little scary, even though she kept focusing her mind. , This is the struggle she can make to the "sickness" to the utmost extent.

The long hair of white silver silk looks dry and yellow under the dry oil lamp, like a symptom of malnutrition.

Not only the divine veins, but his own nutrients seemed to have been robbed halfway by this little rune, like a parasite.

Unsatisfied greed, like some kind of ancient curse.

Draw the flesh and bones from 2 until I **** myself into a human being...

The negative impact on the body has become a burden on one's own mobility.

It is not a small difficulty for her to gain a firm foothold in the blood state, and to confront the enemy with this unmovable posture is that even the inherent self-regeneration ability of the blood family cannot be guaranteed to be used normally.

It doesn't matter, it won't be used much.

Bai Ji, who had almost collapsed on the ground, transformed into a human form without hesitation. What surprised him was that the feelings of fatigue and weakness had not been completely eliminated.

After recovering a little bit of strength, he struggled to stand up from the ground, leaning on the bronze mirror, and the dim light made him unrecognizable for a while as a result of a dry white flower thread falling down and being caught by his hand.

One's own hair.

Under the dim oil lamp, "a few strands of white hair reflecting silvery bitterness are very conspicuous.

This is myself...

Because of the long-term relationship between holding the sword and swinging the sword, his hand is extremely rough, I know it, but...have never been like this before, and it is covered with large and small wrinkles.

The signs of these years are only given to old men who have passed their sixties, so why do they appear on themselves.

The cheeks, the cheeks of more than 20 years old, are right and beautiful, but they seem to be older + more than a few years old. There are a few inconspicuous wrinkles on the face, and the lines on the forehead have become more obvious than before.

The young knight who has experienced many battles looks haggard and weak, and his piercing and heroic eyes have become full of vicissitudes.

The stronger and stronger muscles on the body have also become somewhat atrophied and slack.

He couldn't believe that the old man in the mirror who was still a few steps away and in the twilight period would be himself...

Glancing at the silver long sword leaning on the bed, it lifted as light as ever, but it took a little more effort than before, and he obviously felt that his energy had been weakened by more than half. s. Guangmu Xiao's suck, "This is really bad." Ji Bai seemed to be struggling to swing the long sword, and seemed to feel that he couldn't control it well.

The curse rune not only robbed the blood veins of the blood state, but the human body would soon become useless.

At the current speed, he soon became unable to carry a long sword, or even walked, and had to rely on others to feed his three meals a day. He became a living person, depressed and unhappy in the despair of being unable to move, and his consciousness gradually returned to nothingness.

If no one takes care of it, you can't live, and die in a vain way.

Mixed-eating waiting for death and paralysis waiting for death are completely two concepts, so it seems that I really want to thank the vampire who spelled himself for giving him the option of dying in the wilderness.

It is the glory of a knight to meet an invincible enemy to die in battle. It is better than a shameful death at home thousands of times.

The time left for him is running out. Looking at the thick moonlight, Ji Bai picked up the armor stacked in front of the bed cabinet.

Fortunately, I am used to wearing armor, and outsiders cannot see my own changes.

Sitting on the side of the bed, I had detailed calculations in my mind.

Resigned to his fate, a month and a half passed, the **** of death wielding a sickle was chasing after him, slowing down a little and waiting for him to die.

The body is not as good as the day, if it becomes a burden, I have to abandon them.

On the first night in a foreign land, Ke'er slept well and fulfilled, although she was a little unaccustomed to it.

As always, she stretched her waist habitually and made a strange "meow~" sound in the sky.

Outside the window, the sun has not yet climbed to the foot of the mountain, and the sky is barely white.

Mr. Ji Bai shouldn't get up yet, right? Well, the same way, wake up service~

After picking out the more refreshing clothes in the gift and putting on the necessary stockings, Kerr stepped on his shoes and jumped out of the house full of energy, reaching out and knocking on the door of the next room.

"Mr. Ji Bai, Mr. Ji Bai~ wake up slightly.

Nothing happened.

"Eh eh?" Ke'er tilted her little head in doubt. Normally, she would get a response when she knocked on the door. Within a minute, she would definitely see a man in armor standing in front of her, ready to go. Why...

"Mr. Ji Bai is still asleep? You wake up, it's not early, you have to miss the morning exercise time, can't sleep in bed, or no one responds.

Strange.

"Mr. Ji Bai, Mr. Ji Bai? Are you inside? If you are there, you can answer." For some reason, Ke'er looked a little worried, and his tail swayed uneasyly behind him.

A feeling of cold behind, like something terrible spreading quickly without noticing it.

"Meow!" Feeling slapped on the shoulder by something hard and cold, Ke'er screamed, and her two ears were erected instantly as if they were blown up.

"Ji, Ji Bai...you are scared Ke'er." Seeing the people behind him, in the familiar armor, Ke'er swallowed his little heart back into his stomach.

"Have you gotten up? How long did you get up?" Ke'er couldn't help but be a little curious. The iron can with the biological clock too accurate would neither get up one minute late or one minute earlier.

"Just now." Ji Bai looked. He didn't want to answer this question very much.

"Oh, does Mr. Ji Shen occasionally get up early: you wait." But as if she noticed something, she frowned, and ran back into the room with a frown. When she came out, she had a soft dark blue scarf in her hand. .

"Here~ Mr. Ji Bai, take it well, don't lose it. If it gets dirty, ask someone to wash it.

"This was made for you secretly, hehe, the technology is limited, but you are not very good at handicrafts, Mr. Ji Bai don't dislike it." Feeling Ji Bai's questioning eyes, Ke'er covered her small face and vomited. He stuck his tongue out and said in a mischievous tone, and a towel that was hand-woven by the opposite **** appeared on his cheeks, which is embarrassing in the traditional Chinese style of a cat girl.

"Nonsense, Mr. Ji Bai's voice is a bit hoarse. Obviously he caught a cold last night, so he squatted down and squatted down." The two people with the most adorable height difference did not communicate on the same level.