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Under Fan Zhuo's cold eyes, Lin Lang staggered and stood up.
The blood on the sleeve kept dripping.
She still held on to the handle, and every small movement made the blade go deeper.
Sen Ran sees the bones.
"Rescission of the contract... are you serious?"
She opened her black agate eyes with a pleading expression.
Without wavering, he spoke indifferently, "Yes, you heard me right, you are free."
"Ah… "
She smiled.
It was a very attractive smile, with eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, with deep and shallow luster. Drenched black hair clings to her body, curving like Medusa's snake hair.
"Since that's the case—"
"Then you have nothing to do with me, my dear Mr. Politician."
Fan Zhuo frowned, thinking about the meaning of her words.
"Pffff—"
A creepy sound resounded in the silent dark alley.
The sharp weapon pierced the flesh.
Golden blood splashed on the browbones of the young man, watering out gorgeous flowers.
He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Lost any ability to speak.
The silver long sword pierced through the dress and passed through the chest.
"tick-"
Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, condensed into strings of red beads, and fell to the ground.
Her expression was calmer than that of the intimidator, and the hem of the skirt bursting with layers of blood trembled slightly, following the master's steps in a gorgeous arc.
The blade penetrated inch by inch.
Did not enter her heart.
Until she was finally able to touch the other's face.
"... I lied to you, I'm sorry."
Her lips were pale, like a dried up rose, whose vitality was rapidly drying up.
Toledo's body began to tremble.
His eyeballs trembled slightly in their sockets, and a layer of water mist unconsciously dizzy out.
Her face was wet, and her fingers were covered with her own blood, which was warm and scarlet when it smeared on his skin.
Leaving a greasy bloodstain.
"I don't beg you to forgive me."
"But Vanjo... ahem..."
She coughed in pain, and finally couldn't hold on anymore. As soon as her knees softened, she was about to fall backwards.
Finally fell into a familiar embrace.
The young man's blue eyes were full of panic and panic, his arms were trembling, and he didn't even know where to put his palms.
"… elder sister."
He yelled hoarsely.
What blurted out was still the familiar title.
"That's great, you still think of me as your sister..." She was so angry that she lay dying in his arms, forced the corners of her mouth, and gave him a weak smile, "Since this is the case, agree to my sister's last request, Cough, okay?"
This kind of tone of coaxing the children is still the same as before, it hasn't changed at all.
Toledo stared at the hilt of her chest.
"… you say."
"Let him go, okay?"
Lin Lang grabbed the hem of his clothes, her eyes were wet and glinted with water.
After saying this, she couldn't help coughing violently, and blood spurted his mouth.
"Okay! Okay! I promise—I promise!" Toledo's face collapsed, and his voice was crying, "Please, sister, stop talking!"
He wanted to stop her bleeding, but he didn't know how.
Their vampires regain their vitality by sucking blood and sleeping, but... how can he save God
How can he reverse the death that even gods cannot escape
No, calm down, Toledo, you must calm down.
There will be a way.
There must be a way.
Toledo thought of the vampires who were good at healing in the Elder's House, and immediately stopped hesitating. His waist was burning, and bright red liquid oozes out. With a tearing sound, he tore out two bat-shaped wings.
It quickly grows into a black shadow that covers the sky and the sun.
He spread his wings and flew into the sky with the person in his arms.
Nofiler stared blankly at all this.
Fanzhuo clutched the blood rushing to his throat and passed out.
The swift wind whistled past her ears, making Lin Lang's dress rustle.
Below are majestic tall buildings and ants-like houses.
The air smelled of blood.
This trick attracted a lot of vampires, who were coveting and salivating.
Toledo sneered, the moment before they approached the domain, the prince level crushed them, instantly turning them into fly ash.
He was not very proficient in the first massacre, and traces of dirty blood splashed onto Lin Lang's skirt.
Toledo said sorry gently, pay attention next time.
It was also the first time for the elders to see this rare expression of the Merry Prince.
But when their eyes shifted to the woman, they felt that Toledo's attitude was very reasonable. Her long hair was finer and more beautiful than silk, her skin was the finest ivory, white and clean, and her lips were as red as roses. Even if she is covered in blood and looks embarrassed now, it will not detract from her beauty.
Toledo explained the reason for coming, and greed flashed in Elder Rice's eyes, but he was quickly suppressed.
He was bitten by Toledo, and he was determined to be a master and servant.
"Don't talk nonsense, you can't cure her, you don't want to experience a prince's revenge for yourself."
Under the dim candlelight, the young prince decided the servant's fate lightly.
Elder Rice naturally didn't dare to disobey his order, put away his greed, and seriously checked Lin Lang's injuries.
The conclusions drawn are not very good.
As he expected, Lin Lang was neither a blood race nor a human being, but a god who had disappeared in history. The gods created human beings, and the blood race was created by accident. For a long time, they prostrated themselves at the feet of the omnipotent god, begging for their favor.
The boundary between high-level and low-level is separated by thick barriers.
They simply don't have any treatments that can prescribe the right medicine.
"You're lying! You're lying! How can there be no other way! Yes, where's the second-generation manuscript? Take it out, I want to see it!" Toledo suppressed the anger in his throat, and almost kicked the elder's beloved coffin.
Elder Rice said embarrassingly, "This is a blood secret, and we need to seek the opinions of Prince Fanzhuo and the eight elders."
"You just have to do it." He didn't back down, "As for the consequences, I will bear it all."
The elder dared not delay because of his majesty, and opened the secret store without permission.
The secret store is located in a narrow corridor, surrounded by thick stone walls, leaving smooth traces of years of polishing. Toledo placed Lin Lang in a quiet room for recuperation, while he kept reading what he had seen and heard in the records of the second generation of blood, trying to find a way to heal Lin Lang in the ancient monuments.
No.
This does not.
Neither did this one.
Why is this second-generation old man not doing any serious business, but just going to eat, drink and have fun
It's just rubbish!
"Snapped!"
The orphan was thrown on the table vigorously by the owner.
Toledo scratched his hair impetuously, so angry that he wanted to kill.
Elder Rice, who was staying at the side, was affected by his aura, and his heart was pounding throughout the whole process. He was afraid that the prince who didn't follow the rules would suddenly become unhappy, so he would take him to sacrifice the flag.
He had to work harder.
After all, Elder Rice is an old vampire, his eyes are already red and ugly after staying up all night. He had to be brave enough to ask for an intermission. Toledo waved his hand impatiently, his bloodshot eyes staring at the manuscript from beginning to end.
The sheepskin scrolls piled up at his feet formed a small hill, stacked in a mess, and on the corners that were occasionally displayed, engraved with different civilization languages of various countries, which were difficult to understand.
It is also fortunate that Toledo, who has traveled around different countries and civilizations in the world and is knowledgeable, is qualified enough to do the work of advanced translation.
Even so, when encountering complex words, he can only rely on the dictionary.
Every time he looked up the dictionary, Toledo was visibly anxious.
His time is running out—
She really didn't have much time left for him to squander.
The high-intensity focused work plunged the young man into a state of confusion. For the first time, his breathing was not smooth, and his chest was even more stuffy.
"Snapped-"
The candlestick on the table table was thrown away by him, and fell to the ground. The flames flickered, making his face look like a ghost.
The youth forced himself to wake up.
He reached out, just about to punch him in the face.
A hand covered his eyes.
The world suddenly became pitch black, and it was so quiet that there were only two shallow breathing sounds.
"... Sister? Why are you up?"
He froze for a moment, trying to break free from her hand.
"do not move."
"Let my sister give you a good hug."
The female voice was unprecedentedly gentle, like the waves rippling by the lake in spring, softly and softly flowing over his heart.
"I woke up just now. I don't know why. I suddenly thought of the scene when we met for the first time. It has been almost half a year now. However, my sister still remembers how you were at that time, with a smooth tongue, just like a buzzing little bee It’s like collecting honey everywhere in the flowers.”
Toledo blushed in embarrassment.
So in my sister's heart, was he such an unbearable image at that time
"Toledo, can my sister make another request?"
Her cautious tone made him tremble.
How dare you not agree
"Say it! I agree! Whatever my sister wants, Toledo will definitely fulfill her wish. Even if my sister wants to wear the queen's laurel crown, Toledo will give it to her."
Lin Lang poked his head.
"You guy, why do you always have some dangerous ideas?"
Toledo wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
She is going to die.
There was nothing he could do.
This ending is still the result of his jealousy.
The delicate warmth came from the woman's palm. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "Toredo, watch the moon with my sister again, okay? It's on the boat called Mary."
Instead of hating, she chose to forgive him.
In the last time, pardon his sins in the most beautiful way.
The young man shivered.
Then reach out and overlap the back of her hand.
A trembling "good" word has not been uttered, tears have been wantonly burst.
Never before had this moment made him feel so weak. He thinks he is knowledgeable and talented, and he is an artist, poet, painter, and writer in the eyes of the world, and he is enthusiastically sought after.
However, he couldn't save her.
Can't save his sweetheart.
powerless.
helpless.
"sorry."
he said hoarsely.
Linlang stroked his head gently with her hands, like a piece of moonlight falling between her fingers.
"Fool, why do you have to apologize?"
Compared with venting hatred hoarsely, forgiveness is an invincible weapon.
Lin Lang's expression became more and more gentle.
For redemption, a lot of things will be taken for granted, isn't it