Vinegar yourself every day [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 153 Professional Ethics of Necromancers

Azman looked at his trembling fingers, his face changed a few times, and the face of the originally elegant and calm Dark Elf King became ugly.

He had long seen that the Dark God had some kind of possessive desire for the necromancer, and thought that after all, there would not be too much involvement with one person and one god, but now, this kind of possession has become more and more excessive.

He wants to occupy it.

Azman clenched his fingers, and suddenly looked up at Wei Ye, "What happened after you were taken away by him?"

Wei Ye subconsciously dodged his eyes, trying to be vague, "It's nothing."

Necromancers are not very good at lying.

A suspicion vaguely rose in Azman's mind, but he couldn't believe it, or he didn't want to believe it.

In fact, the first time I saw him this time, Azman's intuition was wrong.

The necromancer was still wearing the black cloak at this time, and the cloak that fell to his feet meticulously wrapped his beautiful body, and the skin that had been hidden all year round was pale and delicate.

But clearly there is something different, young and ignorant, the clear and moving blue eyes are more indescribably hazy and shimmering, like the stamens that have just been washed by the rain in spring.

His exposed fingertips, chin, and slender neck, every inch of white is just right against the black cloth, the extreme color contrast is breathtakingly gorgeous.

The more it is covered, the more attractive it is than the exposure, which attracts people's sticky eyes and can't move their eyes.

Azman's eyes were getting darker and he was about to speak when Nord got up from the ground and limped back.

"Are you okay?" Wei Ye looked at him apologetically.

"It's okay!" Nord said quickly, "It hurts, but it's just a pain, there is no sequelae of the injury."

Christopher hadn't lied to him in promising that he wouldn't hurt his people.Wei Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"I just...offended." Nord said to him dryly.

The Dark Elf, who was still ruthless and full of prejudice against him back then, has long since lost his face.After being rescued by Wei Ye, he was like a tamed Pegasus, facing him with the same restraint as facing the Dark Elf King.

Just as Wei Ye was about to say it was okay, Azman on the side said, "Nord, take someone to find a place to settle down, and rest here tonight."

Wei Ye likes to travel alone, so he declined the help of other people. He escorted several carts of goods along the way alone, so even though he was full of mana, he still felt tired.

After Nord left in response, Azman wanted to say something to him, and Okino's eyelashes drooped, "I'm tired."

When they passed by, Azman wanted to grab his arm, but he paused in the air when he raised his hand.

"I'm going to rest first." Wei Ye hurriedly headed towards the camp.

"Damn it." Azman slammed his fist against the tree trunk, cursing in a low voice without grace.

Nord led people to drag several large carts of weapons to the forest, hid them with plants, and quickly set up a resting place on a flat ground.

Wei Ye was invited by him to sit on the mat that was laid out. The mat was soft and comfortable, and a hay shed was woven at an extremely fast speed above his head. The huge plant leaves blocked the cool wind.

He said thank you, and Nord smiled awkwardly, "This is what the king ordered, you should rest well, and you can call me if you need anything."

Wei Ye nodded, the leaf-woven curtain in front of him was lowered, he took off his cloak to cover his body, and lay down with a relaxed body.

The space the size of a person is full of green eyes and fresh breath, the elves are really invincible in the forest.

Just when he was alone, his wrist suddenly felt itchy.Wei Ye was startled, thinking it was a bug, and when he raised his hand, he was even more frightened.

The black snake bracelet worn on the left wrist actually began to stretch the body, and the fluctuation of the scales came to life!

The tiny black snake was shiny and black, wrapped around his white wrist and poked its head out.

Wei Ye resisted the urge to throw his hands away, and asked tentatively, "Chris?"

A familiar man's voice came from my heart, "Yes."

Dano: "..."

No wonder the snake on the bracelet looks so real!

After dripping blood, Chris split his mental power and attached it to the bracelet, turning it into a manipulable avatar.

Wei Ye felt strange and novel at the same time, the coolness penetrated into the pores, which almost made goose bumps on his forearms.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Why did you impose that kind of restriction on me?"

"I want to protect you, it will be dangerous to be touched by them." Christopher said naturally.

Wei Ye frowned, "They are all my friends, what danger will they have, how could they hurt me?"

"Men are dangerous, you don't know what they're thinking."

"Aren't you talking about yourself?" Wei Ye pinched the black snake's tail angrily.

Smelly 001, worthless, jealous all day long.

The snake tail flicked and hooked his little finger.

"...Yes." Christopher's voice lowered.

The scales scratched across the delicate skin, and the black snake coiled and climbed along his arm.As if the man's cold fingers were swipe up, Wei Ye's eyelashes trembled, trying to shake him away, the cold feeling had already reached the collarbone.

The snake's head slid over the trembling Adam's apple, and flowed to his delicate jaw, and Wei Ye's lips suddenly felt cold.The feeling of being licked by a snake letter made him bite the itchy place in shock, "No way!"

Crispy and itchy, weirdly stimulating.Wei Ye felt that he was a seasoned veteran, and he couldn't bear to play like this.

"Can't you?" The snake hesitated, as if savoring it carefully. The image of the man at this time gave him a hint of laziness.

Wei Ye felt a little weak, in fact, he also felt itchy in his heart, but the conservative necromancer could only feel scared.

"Really not." He moved his head away uneasily, his bottom line was lowering, "...at least you can't be like this."

Chris smiled slightly.

Wei Ye stretched out his hand to pull the black snake down, but just as he touched the snake's body, footsteps came from outside the thatched shed.

Chris who was torn off: "..."

The next moment, the curtain of the thatched shed was lifted, and Azman called out, "Simon."

He approached slowly and sat down next to Wei Ye. There was a man with tall and long legs, and the narrow grass shed was suddenly crowded.

"You were taken away by the Dark God, did nothing really happen?" He asked in a low voice.

Wei Ye's voice was lower than his, and he pursed his lips, "What do you think happened?"

"Did he..." His jaw tightened, and Azman spit out the word that was mentioned in a joke between the two, "bullying you?"

After such a long time, the necromancer has experienced a lot, and he really understands the profound meaning of the so-called "bullying".

He was really not good at covering up or lying, and he was wondering whether to speak out directly, when his body suddenly tightened.

Azman has been paying attention to him, and immediately saw his shock, "What's wrong with you?"

The raised hand stopped abruptly, remembering the embarrassment of being knocked out, he could only tightly clenched his fingers, gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand.

Fortunately, the cloak on him was not lifted.

"...It's okay." Okino's eyelashes trembled, and his fingers pinched the fabric at the edge of the cloak tightly.

Under the invisible black cloth, tiny snakes slid silently.

Azman believed him, only thinking that he didn't want to answer the question just now.

Uncommonly, the Dark Elf King no longer paid much attention. He sat on the floor with one leg bent, his white shattered hair cast a shadow, and his golden eyes were dim.

"He imposed this kind of restriction on you... What are you going to do in the future?"

His reaction was heavier than that of Okino himself.Wei Ye shook his head, "It doesn't affect me much, it's the same as before."

Anyway, he was withdrawn and had little contact with people.

Azman understood what he meant, but couldn't accept that he just pushed himself away, "How could it be the same, how could it have no effect? ​​Could it be that I..."

Wei Ye didn't listen to what he was saying, and was quietly pulling up the cloak to cover his chest that was about to heave strangely.He put one hand under the cloak, anxiously trying to touch the clothes on his chest, but a sound suddenly leaked from his throat.

Inexplicably, Azman felt that the voice was pleasant. He resisted the urge to touch the other person, and immediately asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Leaning over to get closer, the shadow of the man's body was covering him, he was so close but he couldn't move, like a treasure with thorns that he wanted to touch but was in front of him.

Wei Ye turned his face sideways to avoid his sight, blushing crept up behind his ears, "No."

Azman's eyes fell on the hand of his outstretched cloak, which had just pulled the top edge of the cloak below his neck, and the other hand was hidden under the cloak, bulging a little hill.

He inexplicably felt that something was wrong, and suddenly thought of something, moved his fingers, and a grass sprout suddenly rose from the ground.

In a blink of an eye, it grew into a vine and was about to lift off Wei Ye's cloak.

Wei Ye's eyes widened, and his heart trembled.

Just then, there was a loud noise outside.

Azman frowned, and looked back, the vine stopped in the air, still maintaining the posture of opening the corner of the cloak, and Okino stared at the vine with a stiff body.

Two seconds later, Azman got up, "I'll go and have a look, you have a good rest."

The vines disappeared, Wei Ye lifted off the cloak on his body, and pulled out the snake with his other hand.He completely forgot the identity of the other party's god, and flicked the snake's head vigorously like a bad animal that was dishonest in estrus, "What are you doing!"

His slippery skin turned red, and he was sweating even though he touched something cold.

Black Snake spat out the snake letter, and smiled calmly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Asked the same question as the Dark Elf King, but with another meaning.

Wei Ye reluctantly maintained his blushing but cold face, duplicity, "Uncomfortable."

The scalp is numb, why is 001 so good at playing all of a sudden, it's a bit too exciting.

Seriously, this is his revenge for the past!

Chris turned his head to the side, heard a voice outside the curtain, crawling towards his wrist, and the black snake was rewound into a bracelet.

The curtain of the thatched shed suddenly flew up, and a figure rushed in.

When he was about to see the afterimage, before Weiye could react, he heard a muffled groan, and the figure in front of him fell out again with a bang.

The thatched shed was smashed, and Wei Ye's eyes went dark, and he was about to use magic to prop up the collapsed thatched shed, when vines rose up all over his body to protect him.

The furious Eugene hissed and half-knelt up from the ground, unable to believe, "Simon, why did you hit me?"

Dano: "..."

Azman's leisurely voice interjected, "If you don't invite yourself in, it will be considered light to hit you."

Eugene gave him a sideways look, and sneered and ignored him.He leaned against Wei Ye again, his eyebrows softened, like a prodigal who had found a habitat, and said with a smile: "Simon, I'm back."

"I have become the patriarch of the Shadow Cheetah Clan."

Every word he said was as serious as an oath, "I said that I will work hard to strengthen my strength, so that I can be worthy of you and help you."

Behind him was a group of tall orcs. The noise just now was that these orcs were confronting the dark elves.

Wei Ye nodded in a daze, his brows and eyes gradually stretched, "Welcome back."

This sentence seemed to inspire, the nature of a feline made Eugene almost want to rush over to rub him, and then think of the pain just now.

Eugene rubbed his sore wrist, wondering: "What did you use to hit me just now?"

Aside, Azman suddenly let out a laugh.

The dignified patriarch was kicked out right in front of a group of subordinates. Fortunately, the orcs didn't have many eyes, so he didn't feel that he was undermining his dignity.

After seeing another person suffer, Azman felt less depressed.