On the third day of the game, Doctor Bird's Beak came to the castle again.
He was still tightly wrapped, the black hat and mask completely covered his face, but his figure was a little taller than yesterday. Kou Dong already knew why he had to dress up like this—he hated the smell of flesh and blood, and also hated himself as an accomplice of the blood race, so he didn't want to put on the white veil of an angel again.
Out of a certain psychology, Kou Dong didn't tell the other party that he was a human being, and still pretended to be his little vampire.
He looked around and found no one else, and then asked in a low voice, "Have you brought what I want?"
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
This posture is like an underground party joint.
The old angel nodded, his strange and ferocious mask moved up and down, and he reached out to touch the inside of his large black robe. He took out a heavy cloth bag filled with small round stones.
It's Flint.
Kou Dong had never seen this thing in the castle. The vampires eat raw and cold food, and the only thing that has warmth is fresh human blood.
The old angel handed him some round flints.
"This matter shouldn't be delayed any longer," his voice was a little indistinct behind the beak mask, "it will be the next night."
"—We will uphold the will of the heavenly father and eradicate these dirty walking corpses from the earth!"
Kou Dong: "..."
Alas, one mouthful of Heavenly Father or something, it sounds like a fan of brains.
He picked up the flint, and asked again worriedly: "You don't intend to come alone, do you?"
Even if you were an angel, you still can't defeat so many blood races!
Fortunately, Doctor Niaozui was not so stupid. Although he firmly believed in the power of justice, he still summoned other fallen angels.
After being dimmed for so long, it's time for the stars in the sky to light up.
Kou Dong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that the opponent still had teammates. He stared at Dr. Bird's Beak with unprecedented enthusiasm, and he almost took a step forward to hold the other's hand tightly.
"Master Angel, I only have you left!"
You must save me from this perverted house!
Doctor Bird's Beak was stunned for a moment, but he didn't take his hand out of the opponent's hand. He stared at this little vampire, which was completely different from ordinary vampires. The little vampire's jet-black hair was neatly bundled, hanging down to the back of his head, and only a few short strands of hair that could not be tied flew out from the bundle. out, scattered around the cheeks.
His skin is delicate and white, and his whole body is like a piece of beautiful jade carved out of the East.
Doctor Bird's Beak frowned suddenly, and looked at him again behind the mask.
very similar.
The old angel thought almost tremblingly, it's really like...
Like the fleeting shadows he occasionally saw at the angel's dinner party.
He stepped forward to further observe the facial features of the young man. Scan down inch by inch. In this gaze, Kou Dong's heart paused slightly, his expression remained unchanged, "Do you have anything else to do?"
—Unfortunately, a vampire.
Thinking about it, the old angel coldly withdrew his gaze from the young man.
Vampires, lowly and dirty creatures, are neither worthy nor able to live in the Empyrean. They couldn't even resist being bathed in the holy light, and could only survive day by day under the misty sky. They were born to be trampled in the dirt.
If youth were a human being, or better yet, an angel...
There was a slight, uncontrollable tremor in his heart, which was severely suppressed by him.
—If so.
With their nearly identical skins, will they be able to wake up the Heavenly Father who is sleeping in extreme disappointment
He didn't move his feet again, his face was gloomy and uncertain.
However, humans can become vampires through First Embrace, but it is absolutely impossible for vampires to become humans again.
For such a blood race...
Kou Dong stared at the clenched hands under his black robe, vaguely feeling that he seemed to be struggling with something. In the end, Dr. Bird's Beak loosened his hands heavily, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I will contact you again."
After finishing speaking, he strode out of the castle, and the black robe rolled up into a small wave behind him.
He didn't look back.
The contact Dr. Niaozui said came very quickly. After breakfast, there was already a piece of letter paper in Kou Dong's room.
Only a simple sentence was written on it, "I will gather them, and the power of light will prevail."
Kou Dong: "...?"
them
He took the letter paper, showed this sentence to Ye Yanzhi, and said worriedly: "Did you see it? He said them."
Young Blood Race: "It might be an angel."
"I hope so," Kou Dong murmured, his heart beating wildly uncontrollably, "but if you say that, it's too easy for me."
Usually, his copy, which can be used as a shooting location for the story of the mole, is full of pitfalls.
Big pits lead to small pits, and small pits lead to huge pits. Don't be afraid of too many pits, just be afraid that he won't fall down.
According to this, this dungeon is a bit too simple. With the help of the angel, he wiped out the blood clan, and then found a random place to stay for seven days. There was no need to worry about the issue of revealing his identity, and it was easy to pass the test.
Kou Dong stepped on too many pits, and almost took the pits as the road. This time, he didn't see any pits for the first time, and his heart was beating like a small drum.
that's all
Is the system so kind and let him go so easily?
"I always have a bad premonition," he complained to his son, confessing his heart, "I feel that I may have persecution paranoia, and now I feel that there is a conspiracy in everything."
He sighed again, very sad, "So I am such a good boy who believes in love and beauty..."
Ye Yanzhi stared at his drooping furry head for a while, thinking that he looked so pitiful and cute, and wanted to take him into his arms and stroke his head.
Before he could take action, the young man moved a little faster and touched his head on tiptoe. While stroking and lovingly teaching: "Zai, you don't want to be like your father, the world is full of light, you must be positive..."
Young Blood Race: "..."
Kou Dong always has a hundred ways to cut off his heartbeat.
In the afternoon of this day, the baron invited all the guests to taste the fine wine he hid in the cellar. The blood was stored in glass bottles, which were stored in the cold and damp underground, and were adorned with thin cards with the year and source written on them. Kou Dong took a look, and there were even the blood of famous kings and knights from a hundred years ago. They had been stored underground for many years, but miraculously, they did not turn brown, nor did they produce any flocs. They were as clear and translucent as ever—obviously , for storing food, the vampires have their own methods.
Kou Dong thought of vacuum packaging and preservatives very inappropriately.
He sighed softly, feeling that he might be too hungry. After all, today was the third day, and all he ate was the inedible food provided for the blood slaves in the kitchen - that's all, it was Ye Yanzhi who took the risk to get it back for him at night.
Kou Dong couldn't eat anything at first, but because of his filial piety, he imagined the fishy-smelling meat and the rough bark-like vegetables as the loving lunch Ye Yanzhi made for him, and he pinched his nose and gnawed .
He was quite hungry and hungry.
Under such circumstances, the necks of the young vampires behind him became extraordinarily delicious, even the faint blue blood vessels on the top looked sweet, and Kou Tiantian swallowed mouthful after mouthful of saliva.
The arc from the chin to the neck of the young vampire is smooth and clean, thin and thin, which can be called a masterpiece. The Adam's apple is slightly protruding, and it stays quietly. It looks like the taste of a duck's collarbone——
It might still taste like duck tongue in your mouth.
There was a chill on Ye Yanzhi's neck, he raised his eyes to look, only to see his master quickly turned his head back.
He couldn't help feeling weird.
After the first night, Kou Dong's unexplainable "really fragrant" sentence came back to his mind again.
... What's going on, the young blood race thought hesitantly, why does he always feel that his baby wants to eat him...
Red wine appreciation was spent in Kou Dong's saliva, he didn't listen to what the baron said at all, his mind was full of Ye Yanzhi who looked delicious.
Even the baron stopped him in the end, implying that if he got his blood, he would lock it up with dozens of golden locks. Kou Dong didn't give him the slightest response. The ass just went out of the cellar.
Baron: "...??"
Uh-huh
What kind of answer is this, the blood race is extremely angry, do you agree or disagree
Before he could grab someone to ask for clarification, Little Cake had disappeared, leaving only the baron sulking in the cellar.
If the teasing fails to achieve the effect, it is neither exciting nor scary, but I am very angry.
He slowly went up the stairs from the cellar, and saw a waiter standing in front of him, bowing respectfully at him.
"My lord," the valet whispered, "there is one thing you need to know..."
Many people gathered in front of the door, among them were ordinary people with ordinary clothes, standing in the porch. Several male servants stood there, talking to their representatives, "This is the mansion of the Earl, you should not trespass!"
"What is trespassing?"
The leader was a young man wearing a blood-red cloak, his skin was very white, the kind of paleness that could not see the light of day, only a sharp chin was exposed from under the cloak. He squinted his long and narrow eyes and said, "Isn't this a gathering for blood races? If it is, why can't we enter?"
The male servant stopped him with a cold face, but he heard the baron behind him raise his voice: "Then invite the new guests in."
The servant's eyes were full of disbelief, and he turned his head in surprise, "Master Baron?"
The baron's leather boots stepped slowly across the ground, duk duk, duk duk.
His brows were also slightly frowned, but his words remained unchanged, "Please come in."
There is a hierarchical order in any species, and blood races are no exception. Aristocrats like them only choose nobles as their covenants. They are naturally noble in blood, and they put family honor and gentlemanly demeanor first in everything.
This is not the case for other blood races. They are all accidental pacts. They were neither born nobles nor lived in luxury. Most of them wander in groups in the dark and damp forests, preying on the passing crowd.
Their veins are full of wildness, and what is engraved in their bones is only the desire for primitiveness and blood, and even dare to surpass the level of blood race.
The nobles are like lions and leopards living in the territory, but they are wild wolves who bite off their throats, and their existence is similar to that of demons. The two factions have never had any intersection, and this is the first time the baron has invited someone of this status to enter the castle.
The servant said: "But—"
"It's the order of the lord," the baron said with a tired expression, "The angels also wrote letters, hoping to have a talk with us. ——They want these people here."
The angel and the lord, this is not a field that the manservant can touch and understand. He stopped and honestly invited them in.
The young man sneered and showed his fangs unexpectedly. Those two fangs were sharp and bright, before the servant could even react, he stabbed them deeply, piercing and piercing—
The servant let out a sudden wail and staggered back. After he finally broke free, there were two deep, sharp holes on his neck that were still seeping blood.
He has just been attacked.
The young man straightened up, still looking lazy, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.
The bright red cloak cap was lifted away, revealing his blood-soaked, almost monstrous face.
"It doesn't taste very good," he commented slowly, slowly sucking the drop of blood from the tip of his tongue into his throat, and smiled softly, "Yes, it suits you."
It was almost a blatant provocation.
The baron frowned even tighter, and couldn't help but want to make a move.
"you-"
A pitch-black crow slowly landed on the young man's shoulder, looking at the baron with dark red eyes.
The baron paused, staring closely at the crow, and finally let go of his hand.
— that was the messenger of the Father.
Heavenly Father... welcomes these outsiders.
He suddenly felt powerless in his heart, but he had no way to refute the decision of the heavenly father, so he took a step back with a sullen face.
The young man raised his hand.
clatter—
The vampires swarmed into the castle right behind him. When Kou Dong came out, he happened to see this mighty army pouring in. He was dumbfounded for a moment, and his voice trembled.
"This... what is this?"
Don't tell him these are all vampires!
The servant replied: "This is a new guest. Viscount Glenn, don't get close to them, they are very barbaric, be careful to hurt you.... Viscount Glenn? Viscount Glenn?"
He yelled twice more, but the young oriental noble beside him didn't respond.
Kou Dong was taken aback by these new guests.
… Fuck.
He seemed to understand who the angels were going to gather.
What angels are called! Clearly, for the convenience of sweeping them all together, they found an excuse to include other blood races.
They had a pretty good idea. When the fire gets hotter, all the vampires in the whole land will be burned to death, and all the vampires will be wiped out. There will be no need for bird beak doctors to run around to maintain the peace of the land.
—but what should he do!
Kou Dong is a human being, weak, innocent, helpless, and frankly sweet...
He wiped his face in despair, thinking it was a big pit.
It's a pit! ! !
While he was roaring in his heart, the new blood races had also stepped into the castle. When a servant came forward, he wanted to lead them upstairs.
"Hush."
The young man suddenly put his finger between his lips, signaling the others to keep silent.
Then, he raised his face slightly, and made a movement that made Kou Dong's hair stand on end: he sucked his nose.
Watching this movement, Kou Dong was filled with despair.
he asked himself:
What is in the air
He replied in despair:
own fragrance.
Fuck.
The young man raised his head, his throat visibly moved, and even his eyelids were closed, as if intoxicated.
Immediately afterwards, following the scent he smelled, he turned his head precisely—
He looked in Kou Dong's direction.
The sweet and soft little cake froze in place, watching the mighty vampires approaching him, all of them looked like they couldn't wait to suck him. This posture is really scary, and Kou Dong even felt that this scene might appear in his nightmares. A group of people who wanted to eat him alive smelled his scent and strode towards him—
Another hand was on his shoulder.
It was Ye Yanzhi.
Ye Yanzhi's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was a little cold, showing his dominance quietly. The young man approached Kou Dong and sniffed again, as if confirming what he smelled.
"-really."
He raised his head, his eyes were full of almost crazy enthusiasm, like a drug addict, his back was tense, and he almost turned into a ferocious beast.
He showed his sharp teeth, as if he was about to rush forward and bite Kou Dong by the throat. But Ye Yanzhi's hand seemed to have become a barrier unintentionally. After looking at it for a long time, he still didn't really bite it.
"In the mansion of the Earl, there is indeed a rare delicacy hidden in the world," he whispered, his voice was slightly hoarse, "such a treasure, how can you hide here alone?"
His face was still facing Kou Dong, but his words were directed at the baron.
"You are so rude," the baron said with a gloomy expression. "This Viscount Glenn is my honored guest."
"Is it a guest?" The young man laughed, his blue eyes stared straight at Kou Dong, appreciating this oriental beauty from top to bottom, almost like a treasure, "wouldn't it be a pity to have such a delicacy as a guest gone?"
His cold fingers stretched out in the air, to touch the cheek of the oriental beauty—
Two hands stretched out from the side, and beat his hand down one after another, coldly and mercilessly.
Only then did the young man look away from the oriental beauty and look at the master who broke his first hand. The man also has very obvious oriental blood, with black hair and black eyes, and a clear and handsome face.
"..."
His hands paused, feeling a strong deterrent force from this person.
The second to open his hand was the Baron.
The baron's face was even more gloomy than when he allowed them to enter the castle just now, his gaze almost wanted to grind the young man into it.
"No," he said coldly, his voice almost frozen into ice, "don't offend my distinguished guest."
The male servant also took a few steps forward and surrounded them tightly in the circle.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and the blood race between the new faction and the old faction was on the verge of breaking out.
Kou Dong's loyalty in the Asura field, he didn't say a word, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart: Let's fight, let's fight...
Such a good opportunity, if only a few were killed!
He swallowed, and couldn't help but want to say a few words to instigate provocations, to play the skill of blue face disaster. But at this moment, the crow on the young man's shoulder flew in again, and suddenly opened its mouth.
"My lord the Baron," it said in a strangely human voice, "invite the new guest upstairs."
"..."
The baron withdrew his hand, but just glanced at Kou Dong with a possessive look that would never let go.
The young man also let go of his hands, and also gave Kou Dong a look of possessiveness that would never let go.
The mighty army following behind also took a look at Kou Dong...
It's like looking at a small cake that is temporarily here, waiting to be eaten and imported by them.
Kou Tiantian: "..."
Originally, only seventy or eighty people shared a small cake.
Now, hundreds of people are sharing his piece of cake.
He shook his body and could only choke out a sentence: "Where is that ghost angel?"
He's going to kill him now! ! !
This day's dinner has never been more difficult. Kou Dong originally wanted to sit back, but the young man and the baron were obviously not too happy, and neither were the rest of the blood race.
Ask him to sit between the two, the noble boy on the opposite side has a gloomy face again.
Kou Dong almost wanted to shout to them.
Then what do you want me to do
Sit at the table
Shall I just lie on the table, eat my neck alone, and eat my hands together
He finally held back his strength and sat in the middle of the long table, with the baron on the left and the young man on the right, and a young nobleman on the opposite side. He was like a sandwich, and he was forced to sit on pins and needles in it. The three of them didn't even move their chopsticks, and even the two nobles rarely withdrew their elegant demeanor, stopped talking, and just looked at him.
It's as if whoever misses that glance will be at a disadvantage.
Kou Dong was almost terrified by this gaze, he moved his body a little bit and was about to retreat.
Fortunately, these parties were patronizing each other to compete with each other, but they didn't force them to dance with him. When Kou Dong hurriedly retreated from the ballroom, the baron might have felt a sense of crisis, and whispered to him, "Good dream."
Kou Dong: "..."
Kou Dong ran away.
He was afraid that if he stayed here again, he would have nightmares.
Ye Yanzhi was waiting for him at the door, and held his hand tightly as soon as he came out. Kou Dong felt his cold skin and patted him comfortingly, "Let's go."
They have a lot to discuss this evening. New NPCs, new situation, they are like boats that have been swept up by wind and waves, and they don't know which huge wave will throw them off.
When Kou Dong returned to the room, he relaxed his mind. The first thing he did was to gnash his teeth and tear up the piece of paper that Dr. Bird's Beak gave him, thinking that he was an idiot when he first thought that the system would not be cheated...
It is clearly still a pit, a huge pit!
Ye Yanzhi looked at him for a while, and saw that he stretched out his wrist angrily. His hands are slender and powerful, and there are still subtle cyan colors on them, spreading upwards in strings.
Kou Dong: "...?"
The quiet black eyes of the young vampire stared at him, and his voice was low and slow, gurgling in the air.
"Do you want to eat?"
Kou Dong: "!"
Kou Dong's eyes lit up instantly. He couldn't help licking his canine teeth, staring at the part of the duck's neck that he coveted for a long time, and whispered: "Can... can you bite your Adam's apple?"
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Ye Yanzhi: (Takes out the phone) I want to send money to the earl.
Earl who makes wedding clothes for people: ... ? ? ? ?