Chapter 1490 Heartbeat, Fangs, Blood (61)

Shen Mubai followed him and couldn't help but look around.

A few drops of sweat spilled from the man's forehead, but the aura in his movements was still elegant and noble.

He opened the bedroom door, took out yesterday's roses, and put the new ones inside.

Shen Mubai suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She didn't know who the male protagonist had met in those years, but she was determined to identify the other person's blood.

I don’t know whose sorrow it is.

After doing this, Ogood did not leave immediately. As if he had been supporting him for a long time, he leaned slightly against the bed and his eyes fell on the roses.

Under the pale skin, the color of the veins is becoming more and more obvious. The sun is undoubtedly very harmful to him now.

Although the other party never showed a lonely look, Shen Mubai still felt that Ogood was quite pitiful.

He couldn't help but sigh, "It's really a man silently crying and a woman crying. What the hell is it like to look like she's about to die? Hurry up and grab that woman and take a breath."

However, before the woman could come back, the male protagonist took the lead and died.

Ogood's body seemed to have reached a limit. In the early morning, he put the last rose into the vase and lay down in the coffin.

Shen Mubai was right next to him, and the system's voice sounded in his mind, "The data was loaded successfully, the male protagonist was confirmed, the task was confirmed, and the progress bar displays normally."

She quickly asked, "What is the mission?"

The system, "awakens the male protagonist and restores his ability to his prime."

Shen Mubai looked at Ogood, who had his eyes closed, and was dumbfounded. "Wake him up? How to wake him up? Do you still want to give him a kiss like Sleeping Beauty?"

The system said, "Would you like to try?"

She thought about it and actually tried it.

But not kissing.

Shen Mubai was about to say something, but his vision went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.

When she woke up again, she had returned to reality.

Shen Mubai got up from the bed and hurried to Ogood's room, but did not see the coffin he expected.

She asked with a depressed look, "Where is the hero?"

The system said, "It should be in this house."

Shen Mubai searched the house but still didn't see anything.

She stood in the corridor, completely confused.

A subtle voice came from the other side, and Shen Mubai couldn't help but take a step back.

A black thing slowly approached, with golden vertical pupils like two beautiful gems.

The black cat, which had disappeared for a long time, passed by, raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her with unclear meaning, and then walked slowly towards the front.

Chen Mubai Leng saw it unexpectedly, and his mind couldn't turn around for a moment. Then he saw the cat jumping into the oil painting.

Yes, she read it right, she just jumped into the oil painting.

Shen Mubai looked over with horror, and saw the oil painting of the corridor covered with wool blankets.

The candlestick next to it seemed to become real, and the light seemed to flicker.

She was somewhat bewitched and walked over, couldn't help but cover it with her hands, and then her whole body was pulled in.

The next moment, you are in a strange and familiar place.

There was a soft and expensive woolen blanket on the floor, valuable oil paintings hung on the edge of the corridor, and the light of the candlestick swayed, as if guiding her to another place.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but swallow. Although he resisted in his heart, he uncontrollably picked up the candlestick and walked over.