Mo cautiously stared at the guy in front of him, his whole body tensed and his face tensed. But images surged in my mind, and countless pictures related to him flashed across.
"My king, do you have to be so vigilant against me?"
Mo's eyes flashed red, and he muttered, "Kurundi..."
Kurundi's eyes widened in surprise, and his voice trembled slightly, "King, my king."
He approached Mo step by step, stretched out his white hands and slowly caressed Mo's face. "Morpheus, I miss you so much..."
As he spoke, Kurundi hugged Mo's neck, tiptoed to kiss Mo's lips, and Mo lowered his head slowly. The moment Kurundi was about to kiss his lips, the red light in Mo's eyes suddenly dissipated. With a violent wave of his arm, Kurundi who was holding his shoulder was swept away vigorously.
Kurundi was too focused and did not expect Mo to attack him at all. And Mo's sweeping force was not small, Kurundi was sent flying obliquely by him, knocking over many things immediately. He turned his head and stared at Mo fiercely, and opened his mouth to expose his fangs, showing that he was extremely angry at the moment.
However, he quickly controlled his emotions and stood up again to restore his initial graceful aura.
Mo stood there gasping for breath. A lot of memories about Kurundi burst into his mind just now. There was anger, joy, joy, and despair, which disturbed him into chaos, and he was approached by that guy for a while. What he couldn't accept the most was that this guy seemed to be stirring up some kind of consciousness deep in his consciousness that didn't belong to him. And that consciousness wanted to fight for the mastery of the body after he was induced.
Kurundi was also a little surprised. His eyes swept across Mo's forehead, where fine cold sweat broke out. You must know that the blood body's ability is very powerful, and it is not afraid of severe cold. It is almost impossible to see such things as cold sweat from the blood body.
Mo was in extreme pain at this moment. Just now he had expended a lot of energy in order to regain control of his body. When Kurundi put his arms around him, he had already activated his murderous intent, but there was another force that eliminated this murderous intent. Otherwise, Kurundi would definitely not have been bounced away like this, and he might have been cut in half by his sharp nails. But Mo knew very well in his heart that if it wasn't for the fact that his consciousness was still a little fragile, he wouldn't be able to regain control of his body so quickly.
Kurundi frowned unobtrusively. He knew the power of Murphys better than anyone else. He thought that as long as he induced Murphys' sleeping consciousness, with the potential of a powerful king, he would definitely swallow up the self-generated consciousness of this body, and finally easily control the right to use this body. What he didn't expect was that the self-generated consciousness of this body could suppress the Murphys consciousness induced by him so powerfully. It can be seen that the self-generated consciousness of this body is not as fragile as he thought before. If the self-generated consciousness is allowed to control this body for a long time, will Murphy's consciousness be swallowed by him in turn. Thinking of this, Kurundi panicked in his heart, and his fingers couldn't help trembling.
Kurundi suppressed the fear in his heart, and once again showed a seductive smile at Mo, his eyes seemed to have a thousand words, "My king, you shouldn't reject me."
Mo stared at him stubbornly, gritted his teeth and forced a word from his lips, "I'm not your king, put away your tricks."
Kurundi chuckled, a certain gleam flashed in his eyes, "Don't you want to be Murphys?"
Mo was taken aback, "What can't be done, I'm Murphys."
Kurundi stretched out his white index finger and shook it gently, "If you are so sure that you are Murphys, why do you call yourself Mo?"
Mo noticed that there was a strange movement in his eyes, and instinctively closed his eyes, "I don't know what nonsense you are talking about."
Kurundi suddenly laughed out loud as if he had heard some funny joke. Then he sighed a few times in admiration, "It is indeed derived from his cells, and the alertness is really high. But whether you want it or not, you will eventually be Murphys. Even if 'Mo' and 'Zero' exist, It will also be the same as those created experimental questions, and will eventually be obliterated."
Mo's mind quickly flashed through the scenes when he was in the research institute, but those scenes were extremely vague. He saw that when he was very young, he was sealed in a glass container with a size of one meter. Around the container, there are countless containers of normal size, and the masks there are babies who are sleeping like him. It's just that the looks of those babies are a bit weird, either with scary long fingers, or with deformed mouths and protruding fangs.
"No..." There was unspeakable fear in Mo's voice.
Kurundi's eyes looked directly at Mo, and Mo's eyes flashed red again, and his face showed a painful and deep affection, which finally dimmed.
"Kurundi, you shouldn't have woken me up so early..." Mo suddenly said quietly, but the voice was filled with endless coldness.
In the next moment, all of Kurundi's clothes burst apart, and he himself was just stuck on the glass curtain wall. Mo's hands tightly grasped Kurundi's neck, and he was lifted and pressed on top of him naked like that.
There was surprise on Kurundi's face, and it was obvious that Murphys' consciousness had awakened. In the darkness, the man's eyes, which were pure black just now, had turned as blood red as him.
"My king, my king." Kurundi seemed to be struggling to hug that body.
The red light in Mo's eyes was even stronger, easily suppressing Kurundi's movements. He slowly raised his other hand, and the sharp nails burst out, cutting a wound of three or four inches on Kurundi's chest. The wound only split the skin, it wasn't deep, but blood soon oozed out.
Kurundi's body trembled a few times, raised his leg to hook Mo's thigh, and slowly rubbed it through his pants.
Mo lowered his head and licked the blood oozing from the wound with the tip of his tongue. Kurundi snorted, trying to struggle but was pressed even tighter.
Mo slowly withdrew his tongue, looking at the wound he caused. The strange thing is that the wound has not healed. You must know that with the ability of the vampire, a superficial wound will heal in the blink of an eye, at least it should be closed. But the wound cut by Mo has always appeared on Kurundi's skin.
"Murphys, please spare me..." Kurundi immediately begged for mercy, his legs wrapped around his waist.
Mo was unmoved, and his slender fingers protruding from the sharp nails walked around Kurundi's body all the way. Kurundi's tense body trembled a little, but Mo seemed to be teasing a little animal that could not resist.
Suddenly Mo's fingers stopped, and another wound was cut above Kurundi's left breast. Kurundi's body trembled a few times, but was still firmly pressed against the glass. The blood gushing out from the wound soon dyed the left breast red and slowly slid down the left breast.
Mo lowered his head, and didn't lick the blood from the wound directly, but went straight to the bottom of the blood, licking all the way back to the nipple.
Kurundi couldn't help moaning, wanting to cling to Mo more and more.
Mo suddenly leaned close to Kurundi's ear and whispered, "Don't do anything, wait for me for another year..."
Kurundi was taken aback, "Why, why."
Mo sticks out his sharp fangs, bites his own lip, gently dips a trace of blood with the tip of his tongue, and licks the two wounds. The wounds heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Kurundi asked again anxiously, "Why? Why wait another year."
Mo looked up at him, a trace of reluctance flashed in his red eyes, and he gently reached out his hand to caress Kurundi's delicate eyebrows.
"Kurundi wait for me..." Before he could say these five words, the red light in Mo's eyes suddenly dimmed. His body quickly backed away, until he kept a safe distance from Kurundi, and then stared at him again in shock.
Kurundi stared at Mo without saying a word. Murphy's consciousness, which had just fallen asleep, actually told him to wait another year. Kurundi's fists were clenched tightly. God knows how long he waited for this day, and how many nights he couldn't sleep. He didn't want to wait any longer.
Thinking of this, Kurundi once again showed Mo a charming smile, trying to use this to induce Murphys' sleeping consciousness again. It's a pity that Mo was very well prepared this time, so he closed his eyes and didn't intend to look at him again.
Kurundi frowned, and slowly walked a few steps towards Mo, "My lord, are you willing not to look at me?"
Saying that Kurundi had arrived in front of Mo, Mo was extremely vain at this time, and his whole body was trembling slightly. Kurundi smiled even more, just as he was about to put his hand on Mo's shoulder. A bullet came through the air, and he was caught off guard and shot into Kurundi's shoulder. Although Kurundi instinctively avoided the heart, the bullet still hit him, and it was too close to his heart.
He let out a muffled grunt in pain, and took a few steps back before barely stopping at the glass curtain wall.
The bullet that shot him, at this moment, smoke was coming out repeatedly from his skin, and the place hit by the bullet did not overflow with blood, but was scorched black.
Kurundi gritted his teeth, and his swelled nails instantly penetrated into the skin, dug out together with the scorched flesh near the bullet, and flung them fiercely on the ground.
In the darkness, a young man less than twenty years old stood there quietly, holding a pistol with the silencer pressed in his hand.
Kurundi glared at the young man viciously, and the naked resentment in his eyes could not be ignored. When he was lurking in the crowd, he vaguely felt that this person must be an obstacle to Murphy's awakening, and Mo was trying to please him in every possible way, making him want to kill this person immediately. Just now, he intended to solve this person first, and then send away the blood clan with the blood of the king created by Murphys, and then wake up Murphys' sleeping consciousness. It's a pity that Mo noticed it and came to stop him. He wanted to take the risk of awakening Murphys first, but he didn't expect his premonition to come true. This person was indeed an obstacle for him to awaken Murphys.
Qin Luo stared back at Kurundi coldly, with a cold voice, "Touch him with your dirty hands again, and I'll turn you into a pile of charred briquettes. If you don't believe me, just try it."
When Qin Luo saw the vampire and tried to wrap his arms around Mo's shoulders, an indescribable anger surged in his heart. Qin Luo even felt that the spring water in the space was about to be burned by his anger. boil up. What he wanted to do most at this moment was to rush over and chop off that servant's claws.
Although the wound was slowly healing, it was extremely painful. Kurundi didn't need to look to know that the bullets fired by this guy must be coated with a thin layer of silver.
The nails of both hands stretched out quickly, and Kurundi's blood-red pupils suddenly contracted. A phantom suddenly passed by, and it went straight to Qin Luo.
Qin Luo was also unambiguous and pulled the trigger repeatedly. Before Kurundi reached ten meters in front of Qin Luo, Mo suddenly rushed over and knocked him out vigorously.
"Go..." Mo's eyes flashed red, and he yelled at Kurundi.
The moment Kurundi was thrown away, he was shot again in the shoulder. He let out a low growl in pain, and slammed into the glass curtain wall heavily. The curtain wall suddenly shattered, and he fell straight down from the tenth floor, falling into the pile of zombies below.
Qin Luo ran to the window, and saw a naked figure standing below under the moonlight. An extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body, and the zombies gathered beside him immediately pushed away from him. In the end, he sneered at Qin Luo, and his figure quickly swept away into the distance.
Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Mo, who was lying limp on the ground. Although Mo's movements were quick just now, Qin Luo could see clearly. His nails that exploded at the beginning were obviously intended to kill Kurundi, but in the end they suddenly retracted and pushed Kurundi out again.
With the ability of the blood clan, Qin Luo certainly knew that Mo pushed Kurundi out of the window, not to kill him, but to send him away.
"Qin Luo..."
Mo's painful whisper immediately brought Qin Luo back to his senses, and he hurried to Mo's side to check on Mo's situation.
Qin Luo just approached, knelt down to check Mo's situation, before his hand touched Mo. Mo threw him to the ground, wrapping him around like a koala. Qin Luo sighed softly, but didn't push Mo away, because the guy's body was still trembling. He could see that Mo seemed terrified. The kind of child-like dependence once again occupied Mo's perception, he needed an attachment that made him feel safe.
Qin Luo stretched out his arms to wrap around Mo's body, "Hey, don't be afraid when I'm here."
When Fang Xiaoyu arrived, she saw two embracing figures lying on the ground of the commercial building illuminated by the moonlight. Although he was somewhat beautiful under the hazy moonlight, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
This is not a good place to talk about love, maybe two zombies will pop up somewhere, besides, Qin Luo also said just now, there is a blood clan with a king-like level, they are too unscrupulous .
He wanted to go over and wake up the two of them, but seeing the two of them completely forgetting themselves, he felt that he was a bit of a bad guy and a good thing when he went like this. Sighing helplessly, he squeezed the gun with silver bullets that Qin Luo gave him, and squatted quietly in the corner, standing guard for the two of them.
Mo was comforted by Qin Luo, and the fear in his heart subsided a lot, and his body no longer trembled like that.
Qin Luo whispered next to his ear, "What happened, why did you suddenly... suddenly push him out."
Mo's body trembled slightly, and he muttered, "I still have a consciousness in my mind. He was awakened by that guy just now, and he snatched the control of his body several times."
Qin Luo was startled, no wonder Mo was so scared. Anyone who feels that there is another consciousness in his body and will snatch his body will be inexplicably terrified. If Qin Luo's expectations are not bad, that consciousness is likely to be Murphy's original consciousness.
"Has this happened before?" Qin Luo asked softly.
Mo hugged his arm tightly again, bit his lip for a while before slowly saying, "It happened once recently, just a few days ago."
"Did this happen when you were in the research institute?" Qin Luo continued to ask.
Mo thought for a while, "I don't know if that counts. When I was ten years old, there seemed to be a voice that taught me how to escape from the research institute. Later, when I was arrested and returned, they began to be injected with silver ions..."
Qin Luo's mind was spinning quickly, and the large amount of silver ions injected into Mo's leg bone was probably related to that consciousness. Maybe those silver ions that made Mo suffer so much, in addition to suppressing Mo's power, also played a role in suppressing that consciousness. And that consciousness must be the original consciousness of Murphys.
When Qin Luo rushed over, he heard Kurundi address Mo. The level of the blood clan is extremely strict, and there will never be a blood clan at the level of an emperor who jokes about the title of king. If Kurundi calls Mo the king, then Murphy must be the king of the blood clan. There is only one possibility for Kurundi to awaken the consciousness of Murphys hidden in Mo's body. Murphys' body is dead and in an unconscious state.
Mo pressed close to Qin Luo, as if he wanted to absorb more courage from him. After a while, he said slowly, "If I'm not Murphys, but just a ridiculous experiment, would you..."
"No... what matters is that you are Mo, not that you are Murphy." Before he could finish speaking, Qin Luo answered first.
Mo rubbed Qin Luo with his forehead, "I vaguely remember a lot of things in the research institute. It seems that I knew that I was not Murphys, but I don't want to admit it. Not far away, I equate myself with those many experimental subjects. I have different Without the memory of Murphys, how could I be a test subject?"
Mo's voice was a little dry, and Qin Luo's hand gently slid on his back, giving him wordless comfort. He knew that Mo needed a listener at this time, allowing him to release the fear and unwillingness he had suppressed for many years.
"I keep telling myself that I am Murphys, but unfortunately... I am just an experimental subject. I vaguely remember seeing Murphys when I was very, very young. He was soaked in a large container, outside Wrapped in a very thick layer of metal. I can't feel any signs of him, and I think that's what they call death. I seemed to be terrified at the time... trying desperately to delete that memory from my mind. It may be that the memory is not It's not strong, and I really don't remember it when I bury it deep. The funny thing is that because of that fear, I kept convincing myself 'I am Murphys, and Murphys is alive'. Until today, I just remembered, All of this is just self-paralysis, I am just a ridiculous experimental subject."
Qin Luo sighed softly and hugged Mo tightly, "Every life is an independent individual and should be respected. You are not a ridiculous experiment question, you are my family, you are Mo... I like Mo …”
Bright black eyes, staring at Qin Luo without blinking, "I'm very scared, but what I'm afraid of is not that Murphys will deprive me of my memory one day, I'm just afraid that one day I won't even remember you, I'm afraid of myself Will do things to hurt you. But I don't want to leave you... "
Qin Luo patted Mo's back lightly, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, even if Murphy's consciousness still exists, I won't let that guy take your body away. Besides, running away will never solve the problem, We can figure it out together. Don't forget that we still have a lot of partners now, there will always be a way... ”
Qin Luo had already made up his mind, and when he got back, he would let Tong Wei tell the truth first, to see if he could read the contents of the chip. After all, there are a lot of research data in the chip, maybe there will be those data that can help. Although they are still unable to match the "Savior Alliance" at that time, it is because Mo has not become Murphys, so they must have a way to contain Murphys' consciousness.
Mo bit his lip and nodded, "Let me hug you for a while."
Qin Luo's body was very warm. Hearing his heartbeat through the fabric and feeling the power flowing in his blood made Mo feel an indescribable sense of ease.
"Cough cough..." At this moment, someone coughed a few times without knowing it, and immediately dispersed something called warmth.
Mo raised his head and stared viciously at the direction of the voice. Although Fang Xiaoyu couldn't see his eyes clearly, he felt Mo's anger. She shrank her neck in fright, wishing she could throw herself into the wall to escape.
He gritted his teeth, and reminded against Mo's anger, "This is the tenth floor. Although we cleaned up the zombies, it is not very safe. Besides, there is still a blood clan at the level of an emperor. The two of you need to hug each other. Can't you find a safer place first?"
Mo snorted and muttered, "Many things..."
The corners of Fang Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, and he rubbed his arms around his body, "Don't stare, I have worked hard without credit. You two are cuddling together to keep warm, brother, I am still blowing the cold wind here to suffer from the cold? You two I can't feel the cold when I'm burning with lust, but there are still such big air vents pouring cold wind inside, my nose is freezing. You two should take pity on me, let's change to another place and kiss me again."
Qin Luo blushed at what he said, and glared at Fang Xiaoyu, "Don't, don't talk nonsense, Mo was scared just now... I just hugged him."
Fang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and pretended to stretch out her arms, "Brother, I was also scared, why don't you give me a hug too."
Qin Luo gritted his teeth angrily, and Mo said coldly, "I can hug you."
Fang Xiaoyu immediately lowered her arms and shook her head again and again, "No, no, I was just joking."
After speaking, he turned around as if fleeing, "I'm going back to the top floor first, and you guys should hurry back too."
Just kidding, his second brother at home is fragrant and soft waiting for him to hug, he will foolishly hug others. Besides, being stared at by Mo's eyes, if he dared to go over and make a fuss, he would definitely be looking for bad luck.