"I've only heard of the third-generation blood clan forcibly killing the second-generation blood clan, and the struggle within the third-generation blood clan, but I haven't heard of the struggle between the second-generation blood clan." Yafesol asked with some doubts.
"No, that's not a fight." Curtisno shook his head and retorted, "It's protection. Ten thousand years ago, Cain created the second-generation blood race and fell into eternal sleep shortly after. The blood race lives on blood, and if you don't drink blood for a long time, you will die." Gradually sleep forever. However, I am a bit picky eater and can't stand the smell of blood. I haven't drunk blood since I became conscious. Because I don't drink blood, my strength keeps declining and my vitality keeps losing. Other blood races in the second generation read , and forced me to fall into a deep sleep. Before I fell asleep, they were researching a substitute that could replace blood, and promised to wake me up after finding a substitute.”
"It's just that I didn't expect that too many things happened in the middle. When I woke up, all the blood of the past fell into eternal sleep." Curtisino's voice was slightly turbulent, and there was a sigh of time passing and a touch of sadness.
Jafesol was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, "But you just bit me so heartily!"
Curtis Nor stopped. He seemed to be recalling the delicious taste just now, with an expression of enjoyment unconsciously on his face: "Because you are so delicious, you are the best, and you are my baby."
Gouging out Curtisno's eyes, "So you have been asleep for ten thousand years, and you have solved your picky eating problem after waking up?"
"Find someone to try it later, and you'll know once you try it." The two walked very casually. After walking for about two days, they really met someone, or an acquaintance.
Cousy was sitting by the fire, and Olves was sitting not far from him, eating freshly roasted rabbit meat. The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
The arrival of Yafesol and Curtisno caught them off guard. Cousy saw Yafesol's eyes light up first, stood up and walked towards him. Olves at his side grabbed his arm in time, and pointed to the pointed ears of the blond man beside him with wary eyes.
Only then did Cousy froze, frowning and looking at the two people in front of him with a complicated face: "Yafisol, you, why are you with the blood race?"
Ever since he separated from Cousy, Yafesol was unwilling to disguise himself with a cowardly expression. He smiled indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, and looked at Olves who was on alert, "Because I survived."
This was the second human being that Curtisno saw after waking up besides Yafesol, and he could smell the bloody smell of blood in the air without taking a deep breath. Curtis Nuo frowned and covered his nose with his hands, but this still couldn't alleviate the strong smell around him.
He lowered his body and placed his head on Yafesol's neck, and finally smelled the alluring fresh fragrance before he sighed lightly, and whispered into Yafesol's ear, "My picky eater It doesn't seem to be cured yet, the smell on his body is too stinky, but it's still your good smell, which is both good and delicious."
Curtisino's expression was gentle, but the words that came out of his mouth were really messy. As soon as these words came out, as expected, Yafesol gave him another slap in the face, "Since your picky eater has not been cured, then you should treat me well and protect me. Otherwise, if something happens to me, you You just have to starve to death, understand?"
There was a smile in Curtisino's blue eyes, he blinked like a child who didn't know much about the world, "Understood, then what?"
Jafesol's face was expressionless, and he rolled his eyes, "So you get up from me now, and take these two dishonest hands away from me."
Curtisno rested his head on Jafesol's neck, then approached Jafesol dishonestly from behind, even wrapped his arms around his waist and pinched his buttocks.
Curtisno coughed twice, reluctantly withdrew his hand, but his body was still tightly attached to Jafesol.
Cousy, who was standing with them, saw the interaction between the two, his face changed greatly, and his eyes were filled with anger, "Evil vampire, let go of my friend." He stretched out his arm and recited a spell of light, After finishing the reading, many bright white spots of light appeared around him, "Jafesol, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you!"
Hearing Jafesol's words just now, he only thought that Jafesol was held hostage by this blood clan, and he had to compromise with this blood clan in order to survive.
Curtisno dismissed Cousy's tricks, and glanced at the two from the corner of his eye. Standing beside Jafesol, he put his left hand around Jafesol's waist again, and said, "You don't deserve it!" Look at me, kneel down."
As soon as these words came out, Cousy and Olves only felt their bodies stiffen, and their spirits were even more disturbed. The two people who were in the struggle suddenly went limp, and they knelt on the ground together on one knee.
Olves tried to force himself to stand up, but his body didn't listen. He wanted to raise his head, but his head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was only a few centimeters away, so he couldn't lift it up.
Olves was horrified. He had only felt this uncontrollable sense of oppression from the Blood Emperor and the three princes!
And the blood clan in front of him is using a mental attack, which is an ability only the blood emperor can have!
Seeing the two people kneeling on the ground peacefully, Yafesol shrugged, "Do you still want to try to see if you can eat?"
When Curtis Nuo heard this, a disgusted expression appeared on his face, he waved his hands casually and said, "No, no need."
Yafisol looked at the two kneeling beside him and nodded, "Since we don't need it, let's move on." When he walked past Cousy, Yafeisol laid on Cousy's shoulder indiscriminately. clapped.
Curtisno glanced at Yafesol's small movements, Yafesol pulled out a silent smile, stuck out his tongue and put his finger on his mouth in a "shh" motion.
Silently laughing and shaking his head, Curtisino reached out and rubbed Yafisol's head, then led him on the way.
Cousy and Olves could control their bodies freely after the two walked a long distance. The two stood up from the ground, looked at each other, and didn't speak for a long time, with shocked expressions on their faces.
It was a long time before Alves coughed, "This vampire is very dangerous, and he has never been introduced in the Alchemist League."
"Not in the Priest Church either." Cousy's face turned pale, but he still nodded and replied, "Why don't we go back and inform everyone first, so that the Pope and your leader know about it."
Alves thought for a while, but shook his head, "No, there is no need to rush back, you have mutual viewing mirrors, we have alchemy, let's contact our respective families here."
Cousy paused, then nodded and said, "Okay."
…
—Olves covered his head in fear. In his head, there was a voice constantly hitting his thoughts and controlling his spirit. He only felt that he was in a trance from time to time, and that his mind was being manipulated by others, and he often did some unexpected things.
Suddenly, there was another turmoil in my mind, and a voice resounded like thunder in my mind: Go back to the blood clan, kill the three princes and the blood emperor, and ascend the throne as king!
Olves covered his head and fell to the ground and neighed: Who are you and what do you want to do? !
who I am? I am your mind, I am your master.
…
The blood race has a special entrance enchantment, and through Yafesol's memory, Curtisno quickly grasped the structure and distribution of this world.
It's very strange, although the clothes on Yafisol are only junior priest's clothes, but the amount of knowledge in his mind may not even reach the level of the pope, and his mind is simply a sea of learning. He can find all the development and distribution of this world, including the entrance of the blood race, from Yafesol's memory.
When he was approaching the entrance, Curtisno glanced at the clothes on Yafesol, held his chin for a moment, and then snapped his fingers casually. Immediately afterwards, a robe and a black cloak appeared in midair.
Handing the robe and black cloak to Yafesol, Curtisno said: "It's about to be a blood race, you should change this priest's clothes. Although you look good in the priest's clothes, I am a little bit reluctant. But for you For the sake of my safety, I have no choice but to feel wronged."
This ruffian, Yafisol secretly said in his heart, when his eyes are closed, he is as holy as an angel, even if he opens his eyes, he is pure and outrageous. But as soon as he opened his mouth, his inner anger was immediately revealed.
Blood race, it's best for you to keep your mouth shut.
After snatching the robe and black cloak, Yafesol hugged the clothes and dodged behind the tree beside him.
When Curtisno saw his movements, a smile appeared on his delicate face. With a touch of his toes, he floated up from the place, and his body kept rising.
Curtisino floated to the big tree, landed slowly and squatted on the treetop, bent down and admired the pure white and crystal clear skin of the young man.
Yafesol has been completely stripped off, and Curtisno can just have a panoramic view of Yafesol's beauty from above. The delicate and charming red cherry blossoms, the looming thighs, and the slender and beautiful curves.
Curtisno stretched out his tongue to lick his dry lips, the color of his azure blue eyes continued to deepen, and finally turned into a rose-like blood red.
Suddenly, Yafesol, who was about to pick up the robe and put it on his body, paused, and in the midst of lightning and thunder, a light arrow flew out of his hand and went straight to the top of his head.
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Curtisno let out a big laugh and went down from the tree, returning to the place where he was standing just now.
Yafisol hastily put on his clothes, and strode out from behind the tree, with shame and anger on his face, pointed at Curtisno angrily, and said, "I've never seen such a shameless blood nobleman like you!"
Curtisno smiled nonchalantly, "Now you see it."
Choked by Curtisno, the light in Yafesol's hand flashed brightly, and light arrows flew out of his hand continuously.
This light arrow was fine against other blood races, but it was too childish for Curtisino. Like a petrel, his body shuttled easily among the arrows of light, and his feet continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to Yafesol.