"Keep looking, he must be nearby!"
Yuechu's exceptionally sensitive hearing caught some voices, and the message from inside was obviously not friendly to him. He supported his body with difficulty, got up from the ground, clutched his chest and kept running forward. His speed was so fast that he couldn't see clearly with the naked eye, but the sound of footsteps following behind him followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
With a few swishes, several silver arrows pierced the tree trunk next to him. Yuechu narrowed his eyes, but his footsteps did not stop. Strange, why these people can always track his location
He quickly checked his clothes, only to find that there was a mark of a cross on his arm, slowly evaporating gray smoke.
Yuechu raised the corner of his mouth coldly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and directly gouged out the piece of flesh.
The pain pierced into his heart like an awl, and the pain made him clenched his teeth, but none of these could compare to the clamor from the broken heart, one after another, beating heavily on his heart like drums. His teeth were sour, and he was constantly secreting saliva, and his whole body seemed to be burning.
If he hadn't undergone cruel training, it would be difficult for him to resist the pain caused by this physiological demand. All the sanity drifted away like snow flakes, and disappeared into the raging fire bit by bit.
If there is a mirror, Yuechu will find that her eyes are terribly red now, as if they are soaked in blood, and the tiny blood threads are constantly beating and spreading.
At this moment, his footsteps stopped suddenly, as if something invisible was blocking him, making it difficult for him to move.
Yuechu's fangs became more and more elongated, he bent his back, panted heavily, and stared straight ahead with his scarlet eyes.
It was a barren place, and nothing could be seen except the yellow sandy soil.
Yuechu tried his best to concentrate and look around, the more he felt, the more he could hear the beating of his heart, his blood boiled like water, as if he was responding to an ancient call.
Yuechu: "System, what is there?"
Little Bear turned on the switch on his eyes and scanned the surrounding environment: "This is the sleeping place of Rafa, the blood king."
The king of the blood clan? There is no mention of this person in the background of the story.
Little Bear scratched his head in embarrassment. In fact, it was mentioned that the king of the blood clan has been sleeping all the time, so there is only one sentence in the whole story-"The king of the blood clan is sleeping quietly, and cannot see the chaos of the three clans." ".
Yuechu licked his sharp fangs, his eyes were bloodshot, and under heavy pressure, he took a slow step into this sleeping place.
One step, two steps... The coercion of the blood king is by no means a generalization. Only by experiencing it personally can one feel how intense the oppression immersed in the blood is.
The flesh of Yuechu's whole body was split little by little, and the white jade-like skin seemed to be cut open by a knife, revealing deep wounds where the bones could be seen. The pink fingernails on the fingers kept falling off, growing, falling off again, and growing again, falling on the loess ground, and being quickly blown away by the wind.
When he came near the huge black coffin in the center, Yuechu could no longer be seen as a human being. He knelt down on the ground with trembling legs, and with difficulty stretched out his boneless hand and knocked on the coffin lid. .
"I'm seriously injured, can I take your place to hide?"
There was no movement inside.
Yuechu said again: "If you don't answer, I will take it as your agreement."
With a bang, he fell in and faced the blood king lying inside.
It was a person that could not be described in words. His pale skin was carved like the finest ice crystals. His natural and handsome facial features were fascinating even in dim light. His long silver-white hair was as smooth as silk, and he was quiet. The ground is draped behind him, like moonlight condensed into a bunch.
But no matter how beautiful a person is in Yuechu's eyes at this moment, because hunger and thirst have already occupied his brain, the fragrant blood made him take a deep breath, and a large amount of saliva dripped on the blood. On the black robe of the king, like a rose of death blooming.
He raised his head and bit the blood king's neck without hesitation. In an instant, delicious blood flowed into his body along his thirsty throat, soothing his pain and heat like a clear spring.
Yuechu half-closed his eyes in fascination, and sucked uncontrollably. If this was just an ordinary human being, he would have been sucked dry by him. With the replenishment of blood, the wound that was still ruptured recovered little by little, and the cracked skin returned to its original smoothness and beauty.
However, this enjoyment didn't last long, a strong attack struck him, and he was thrown to the coffin wall. Before he could react, someone grabbed his neck and pushed him down to the ground again, with such force that his throat was almost broken.
Yuechu's eyes sharpened, and he mobilized all his strength to resist, but in front of the blood king, his strength seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and he couldn't use his strength at all.
He froze for a moment, the pain of being pinched around his neck forced him to look up.
Yuechu looked at Rafa quietly, and he couldn't see any hope of escape in those eyes, but it was not his style to just catch him without a fight. He silently concentrated all his strength on his fingertips, waiting for the chance of a fatal blow.
However, at this moment, Rafa let go of him, the thick silver eyelashes trembled like snowflakes, and some doubts appeared in the scarlet pupils.
"Five generations of pure blood?"
Rafa's voice was deep and sweet, vibrating slightly like a cello.
Yuechu withdrew his strength, touched his neck, and distanced himself from Rafa. He hadn't encountered such a strong enemy for a long time, and this oppressive force made him vigilant.
I thought the system was about to kill him, but I didn't expect that the identity of the fifth-generation pure blood actually saved him.
Rafa looked at the child in front of him. He always thought that there was only one pure-blooded child, Shino, but he never expected to meet the second one by chance. The young vampire in front of him was seriously injured. He could clearly smell the weakness on his body. He should have been injured by a very powerful hunter.
If it is not forced, it is impossible for this child to forcefully enter the sleeping place of the blood king, because the injury suffered here is definitely heavier than the injury just suffered.
Rafa likes children who are ruthless. This young blood is smart, calm, and strong, and with pure blood, it can be said to be very good.
Thinking of this, he thought of his other child—Hino, who was also a five-generation pure-blood, strong and beautiful, and he was the best heir he wanted. I don't know how he was doing during his absence
Thinking of this, an imperceptible tenderness flashed in Rafa's blood-red pupils.
Rafa: "Come here."
As the king of the blood clan, Rafa has an absolute protective attitude towards the remaining pure blood. He is actually not good at dealing with the cubs in the clan. Those young blood clans will tremble like chickens after seeing him. It was clearly a word of concern, but when it came out of Rafa's mouth, it sounded like an order rather than comfort.
Yuechu raised his face and looked at the person in front of him with concern. The silvery moonlight came in through the lid of the coffin that was not tightly closed, casting a faint halo on his snow-like face. His short black hair like crow feathers was softly attached to his smooth forehead. The bright pupils were still vigilant, but it reminded Rafa of the blood pool in the dark ice spring, which was clear and clear.
The news of the blood king's awakening immediately caused a shock in the blood family, followed by Yuechu, the five-generation pure blood brought back by the blood king.
Rafa did not specifically arrange for Yuechu, because he knew very well that there was only one heir, and that was Xinuo. He will bless Yuechu, but he will never let him have thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Rafa's attitude quickly made the vampires understand Yuechu's status, and the original enthusiasm for facing another pureblood dissipated immediately, turning into cold indifference.
Yuechu followed a maid and walked through the long corridor. The gray and white bricks were spliced together to form a typical European style. The emerald green rose branches were tightly wrapped around the pillars, gracefully spewing out delicate and beautiful flowers. The castle is decorated with a touch of color.
He looked at the castle without any trace. The terrain here was very complicated, with winding corridors circling back and forth, like a huge maze. From time to time, black shadows flashed in the corner. It was the eyeliner of the blood king, staring at passers-by in the corner all the time.
Yue Chu looked at the towering ancient castle standing in the center, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, it seemed that he was really dispatched to a remote and remote place.
"My lord, from today onwards, this is where you live."
The maid who led him was very young, her chubby face looked so tender that water could be squeezed out, she was an E-rank blood who had not been transformed for a long time. She is both lucky and unlucky. Fortunately, she didn't become an irrational monster like an F-rank vampire. Unfortunately, she could only become the lowest vampire forever, engaging in low-level jobs.
The little maid seemed to like this job quite a bit, and she worked very hard when cleaning, but the glances she glanced at from time to time were not very friendly. Obviously, this girl who can't hide her thoughts doesn't like Yuechu very much.
Yuechu didn't care, but thought she was very funny, and as for that unfriendly look, it didn't hurt him at all.
The curtains in the room are all drawn, and there is no sunlight in the room, only the bright candles on the walls and on the table, swaying with warm light, embellishing the room beautifully and warmly.
He picked up the wine glass made of moonstone and shook it. The smooth wall of the glass reflected a beautiful halo, reflecting the scene in the room.
The good eyesight of the vampire allows him to clearly see every corner of the room. The layout here is not luxurious, but it is all available. Yuechu has very low requirements in this regard, so she doesn't feel disappointed.
He walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out. It was daytime at this time, and it was also a time period that the blood race didn't like very much. There was no one in the white square, only some blood slaves were diligently cleaning.
Yuechu rubbed his fingers, blood in his eyes gleamed slightly, it would be inconvenient for him to move too far away. However, the priority now is to get used to his body and strength.
He moved his shoulders a bit. No wonder human beings like to pursue these dark powers in ancient mythology. It is indeed fascinating.