Quick Transmigration: The Black Lotus script is broken

Chapter 126 Please surrender to your feet (23)

At night, the white quilt was shaking, and the people below were panting and breathing uncomfortably.

What, what's going on?

It became difficult to breathe, and Arnold opened his eyes with difficulty, his mouth was extremely thirsty, and his heart was beating rapidly.

Suddenly a crow flew out of the window, holding a piece of paper in the corner of its sharp mouth, thumping its wings against the window, its eyes glowing faintly.

One minute passed, and the boy just watched the crow without moving. The crow was also smart, stopped and put the letter under the window under the gaze of the other party.

After calling twice, it flew away with a puff.

Arnold got up and raised his hand to open the window, and pulled out the letter to read the contents.

Dear Arnold, three days have passed, have you started to panic, come to me, brother.

No signer but Arnold knew who it was.

He tore up the letter with a blank expression, threw it into pieces unceremoniously into the trash can, climbed into bed and continued to sleep.

Take what Peg says on deaf ears.

In the daytime of the second day, he found that his body had discovered the situation. His head hurt from time to time, his hands and feet were cold, and his reaction ability was a step slower than usual.

Manla also noticed it, and asked concerned: "Is the training too busy these days?"

"Fortunately."

Arnold frowned, picked up a clean towel and wiped his sweat, something was wrong.

"Have a good rest. Don't be so busy today. I'll give you half a day off." Manla pushed him away, and the black eyes in Arnold's eyes showed that he hadn't had a good rest.

"I can do it." Arnold shook his head, he could still persist.

"You can't, what do you think your movements look like today?" Manla took out the video and called it up for Arnold to watch, the movements were always a bit slower.

Also training something, the spirit is gone.

Arnold didn't refute, and his eyes stayed on the video. Manla was right, his status was offline, and there was no way to train.

He lowered his head, walked slowly to the steps, opened the mineral water forcefully, took a big gulp, and glanced at a letter.

A feeling pulled him, it was written for him, he raised his hand to pick it up to read the content.

Her face gradually became embarrassing, and it was Sarah Pegg who sent it again. What did she want to do.

The content has indeed changed.

Arnold, chance given once and never again...

I couldn't figure out a word, opportunity, said to go to the castle to find her.Fearing that it was her prank, she gently picked up the paper and continued to tear off the paper.

On the third day, he woke up with no strength left, and his body seemed to be weighed down with a heavy weight, accompanied by a cough.

Lips are pale.

Looking around, a letter appeared beside the pillow with only one name, Sarah Pegg.

The windows were tightly sealed, and the door was locked. How did a letter come here? Arnold stared at the writing.

Did not continue to tear off.

Lying on the bed and thinking, I couldn't hold on for a while and fell asleep again. When I woke up, the sky outside turned down.

Didn't eat anything for a day, and Arnold's stomach made protesting sounds?
Sit up, get up with difficulty, change clothes and wash up.

Opening the refrigerator, there was nothing in it, and I was in a bad mood, so I closed it hard and looked at the moonlight outside.

He took a peaked cap from the shelf and pressed it on his head, covering his lacklustre face.

Go out and follow the route to the front of the ancient castle. In the night, it seems that there are many more ivy on the iron gate, and the stunning scenery is clustered together.

The lights of the old castle reveal the outside, and there is no one on duty at the door.

Arnold took a deep breath and walked in, his shadow stretched by the black windbreaker.

Opening the door, the light with closed eyes made Arnold a little uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings to find Sarah Pegg. Several humans knelt on the ground obediently without knowing why, and McCarthy.

Only he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

McCarthy turned to see Arnold, a wary gleam in his eyes.

"Arnold, what are you doing here?" McCarthy thought of Arnold when he heard that there was a blood hunter around Pegg. As expected, it was really Arnold.

Sarah Peggdao had already left when he rushed to the castle to arrest people.

McCarthy is very angry, why let him go, he is very powerful.

It's just that Pegg said confidently: "He is powerful, can you fight mine too?"

McCarthy was speechless, even though she was stronger than Arnold, but she wouldn't participate in the struggle, so what's the use?

Peg only told him not to panic.

"Where's Sarah Pegg?" Arnold asked McCarthy, but he didn't see Pegg when he came.

"It's sucking blood." McCarthy said without hesitation, Peg was inside the white gauze.

It had been a month since her awakening, and a vampire who drank nothing and endured was causing trouble.

So... lowered his eyes and looked at the three ordinary humans in front of him.

Pegg requires that the other party must be a woman.

McCarthy had to recruit fresh blood, and now he has entered one.

He waits here again.

Arnold lowered his eyes and looked at the three humans, with an unknown fire in his heart, and promised not to drink his blood, so he went to find someone else?

Walking forward with big strides, two shadowy figures were intertwined together, a strange man moaned in pain, and she sobbed.

And the sound of Peg swallowing.

Opening his hands vigorously to see the scene in front of him, Pegg turned around, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and the face of the strange woman was flushed, frightened by Arnold's actions.

Tears rolled down the quilt from her cheeks.

Arnold stared at Peg intently, like a pile driver, and did not speak, but the arc of his chest was a little too big.

Pegg straightened her skirt, stood up, and wiped the blood from her mouth.

"Arnold, it's very rude to disturb someone from eating."

He walked down without any panic, and Arnold followed behind him gloomyly.

"McCarthy take them away, I'm full."

Instructing McCarthy in a gentle tone, he nodded, and two men in black appeared from behind, went to the bed and rudely pulled the woman who had just smoked up and away.

The remaining three ordinary humans followed McCarthy and left.

There were only Peg and Arnold in the hall.

Peg put his legs on the bed and curled up, looked up at Arnold's face, and said happily: "You don't seem to be doing well, Arnold."

Look at this little face, it's so haggard that it hurts.

"Why did you suck that woman's blood?" Arnold asked, frowning.

"Don't suck theirs and suck yours? I can't drink yours, and you won't let it. For my stomach, I can only do this. What's the problem?"

Peg propped his head up, and tapped his fingers on the table in an unhurried manner.

Vampires love to drink blood, no problem.

But Arnold was very upset in his heart.

(End of this chapter)