1:329 Killing in Qiming (Part I)

At the same time, somewhere in a dungeon in Rome.

"Woo" Xingxing was lying on the ground bored, the golden armor on his whole body made him lie down very uncomfortable, but the golden armor was actually a part of his body, and he couldn't take it off.

He was starved for days. As a dragon, he could go without food for a long time, but he had recently become accustomed to Arthur's human life of three meals a day, and the Evil Star missed the taste of [eating].

How long was the Roman Emperor going to keep him here? Why didn't Arthur come and get him out? If he stayed here for a few more days, the star would die of boredom

While he was alone in his thoughts, someone's footsteps approached softly.

"Who-" "Shhhh "He put a basket of things in the cell, which consisted of bread, sausages and some fruit. Evil Star approached and sniffed, and felt that there was no problem, so he picked it up and ate it.

"Isn't Your Excellency the Evil Star a red dragon?" Weishenme suddenly turned into a golden one-" Justinian sat on the ground and chatted with the Evil Star, "and can use the magic of turning into a human?" "There are many reasons. "Evil Star doesn't want to explain, and if he does, it will inevitably bring back his past pain.

"Okay. Seeing this, Justinian couldn't ask more, "Please bear with your Excellency the Evil Star for a while, and you will definitely find a way to escape from here in the future." Now Rome is at war with the Huns, and the war is so fierce that everyone is nervous. "Really, that's why you're in such a hurry to get my liliang?" said Shaxing absentmindedly, still eating. Roman sausages have a strong flavor, and Shasers love the rich meat flavor with pepper on them.

"But you must also know that dragons are creatures with high self-esteem, and once they have made a contract with someone, they will not make a contract with someone else until that person dies. Your emperor won't be able to kill me, it's just Lang's time. "I'm afraid my uncle doesn't think so. Justinian's face sank, "He'd rather keep you locked up than let you go—" Thinking of this, Evil Star felt a wave of nausea: "Do you want to use me as his toy? Selfish human!" "It's not like that—" Justinian's face sank again, "Your Excellency's current transformation always looks a bit like his uncle's dead son, Alexander." After the evil star swept up the fruit of Zuihou, he ate the apple and the kernel together, not worried about eating it at all, "Don't talk nonsense, this is just a magic conjure, how can it be similar to others." Even if it's similar, it's definitely a coincidence. "Yes," Justinian pondered, "Cousin Alexander, if he were still alive, would look like he would be sixteen or seventeen years old by now. It's a coincidence. Speechless for a moment, he threw the basket out and lay down on the haystack himself, "That's all you have to say, let me be alone, you have Jihua who let me escape, come and inform me." "Got it. Good luck, my friend. Justinian bowed and left.

Evil Star closed his eyes and pondered.

This is no coincidence. This magic trick to become a human does require some kind of [medium].

That's the humans that the Evil Star once ate. Those who died, fused with him in the Evil Star's body. Without these humans as templates, his transformation magic could not have been completed.

This young man's appearance, when the star himself saw it, also had a familiar feeling. Where he had seen the teenager before, but he couldn't remember.

Countless incompromised humans have broken into the dragon's lair of the evil star, hoping to slay the dragon for glory. In order to protect himself, it is understandable that Evil Star killed and even ate these adventurers who were looking for death. He ate so many people, how could he remember them all?

But what's the matter with that young man?

weishenme Evil Star ate this teenager, but he didn't have any impression?

weishenme is not impressed, but yet has such a familiar feeling?

This large number of puzzles made Evil Star feel very irritated. He tried to close his eyes and fall asleep.

At the same time, "I've said it, I don't need this kind of thing—" "You need it." Despite Arthur's objections, Jaglovi continued to add more aromatherapy oils to the bath. The scent of lavender grew stronger and stronger, becoming pungent, and Arthur found it very uncomfortable.

"You need some more medicated oil, it can help you relieve fatigue and fight colds. Tomorrow is a big day, and you have to go to the execution ground in the best condition. "Well, what??" Arthur felt that something was wrong with Jaglovia's words, and tried to get up and struggle, but it was too late.

The liquid in the bathtub began to invade his body, and he felt sore, limp, and numb.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. Jaglovi sneered, grabbed Arthur's head with one hand, and dipped Arthur in the bathtub.

"Woo woo woo" Arthur had no room to resist at all. Not to mention that he is sick and drugged now, even if he is usually able-bodied, a thin teenager, he will definitely not be able to rely on his muscles to fight against the adult in front of him.

This guy wasn't Jaglovia! He was dropped! When did he start? Was it the last time he switched shifts with Pashiva?!

"Woo-a-ha, ha--" Arthur, who was almost suffocated, was pulled onto the water, and he panted as hard as he could, "Don't--" He was pressed into the water again.

It's painful. Can't breathe anymore. The whole body is soaked and eroded by the drug, and it is as soft as mud. If this continues—"hahahaha," and after having had enough, the fake Jaglovi pulls Arthur to the surface, throws him aside, and injects Arthur with drugs.

"Now, tell me, where is the sword of kings?" Arthur, who was injected with drugs and felt that the world was spinning, resisted with a little willpower: "I don't know!" "Still hard-mouthed? The man twisted the boy's waist tightly, twisted the joints of the boy's arms, inflicted maximum pain on him without hurting him, and injected another potion.

A larger dose entered the boy's body, and Arthur felt the world spin around, and his consciousness began to collapse, and he could no longer control himself.

"Uhh The pain crumbled his Zuihou defenses.

"In, in my sister Vivien's institute, three hundred kilometers south of here, in a lake by the Wallon Mountains," the boy could not control his mouth, and he cried as he spoke.

"Well done, boy. The fake Jaglovi grinned, "This is your reward." With a single force, he dislodged Arthur's other hand.

"Ahh

"What's going on!!" Parin Lore had already slammed open the bathroom door and rushed in.

"Hey, hey, it's too late!" the fake Segrad picked up the fainting Arthur as he unravaged his disguise magic.

The face of a thin, lewd man appeared in front of Parin Lore. The greasy black hair and paper-pale face looked disgusting.

"Douglas!" Parin Lore drew his sword and slashed at it with a single sword!

"Haha, what a rush!" Douglas picked up Arthur as a meat shield, forcing Palinlore to stop swinging his sword.

"I'll take this kid away, see you tomorrow on the execution ground. Douglas threw a smoke bomb and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn!!" Palinlore angrily slammed his fist into the bathroom wall, opening a huge hole in it.

"What?!Arthur was caught?!" Pashiva was still resting, and when he heard this, he almost jumped up, "Ya, what is that stupid guy doing with Yaglovy?!" "Ahhhh His room was right next to his brother's. When he walked in awkwardly, his head was bleeding and he was wearing only a pair of pants, as if he had been knocked unconscious from behind, and then stripped naked and pretended to be him, "I'm sorry, I was attacked." "In other words, when I changed shifts with you before, that one was already impersonated by someone else?!" Pasivar couldn't help but blame himself deeply, he couldn't even recognize his brother being impersonated, and even foolishly let the imposter approach Arthur.

(Clearly said, protect Arthur's.) Can't you do that too?!)