[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

【You are the one I love and the one who returns home with obsession. 】

The cross on top of the church is still as dazzling as ever.

The man standing in the shadow shrank in unconsciously, but quickly and silently moved back.

The pure white bird flew happily through the streets and alleys with green buds stained with soil in its mouth, and condensed into a gentle chord under the lively shouts.

This is the eighth year since the "alien" signed a contract with humans.

The so-called alien races naturally refer to those beings that are different from humans.

Knights and royal power are intertwined, and the angel statues under the church look down on the common people with compassion.

This tipping world began to take a big turn a decade ago.

Werewolves, witches, vampires...all the creatures in the darkness came out.

The broken limbs create the most thrilling note at the end of the kingdom.

The massacre stemming from the inequality of power was approaching step by step. When the fangs were about to pierce the spine of the continent, the "savior" stood up.

"He" takes advantage of the grievances between different forces, just like what is sung in every heroic epic. Different, targeted organizations have sprung up like mushrooms after rain to choke the devil with precision.

Two years later, the two parties signed a contract in the small town of Qingning.

Live in peace and let go of grudges with a smile.

The rare great peace reverses the retrograde time, and everything seems to be back to the way it was before.

The aliens who caused the suffering lived in their own corners, and those tragic pasts finally came to a successful end with human struggle.

But having said that, not all aliens are aggressive, some actually like to interact with humans. Different civilizations have different flavors...the latter is actually quite popular in the eyes of ordinary people.

- Just like the woman he was looking at.

The man lowered his eyes to avoid the probing look from the woman, and blended into the darkness against the wall.

Ling frowned slightly, and only tied up her hair roughly, shining in the sun as her head swayed.

"What's wrong?" The elderly priest looked at her with concern.

Ling shook his head, said "It's okay" and then slowly left the solemn church amidst the compliments of "You are such a devout believer".

Maybe it had rained a little before, and there was still some moisture in the air.

After walking through several moss-covered alleys, Ling keenly caught the white light piercing through the gaps. The bodies quickly distanced themselves at a strange speed. Looking back, the familiar face appeared again.

Ling: "..."

Why is it you again? ! ! !

The gorgeous red lips curved into an unhappy and speechless arc.

Silently reflecting on why he fell into the den of thieves again, Ling folded his hands on his chest and sighed tiredly: "Brother, let's have a talk?"

The man looked at her and said nothing: "..."

The wide black cloak covered most of his fair face, making the thin lips below even more attractive.

Ling couldn't help but recall the scene after the "auction" ended that day.

...The ambiguous lighting and heavy breathing made the air moist.

The sky in the vampire territory was much darker than usual, and with the thick curtains, it was almost impossible to see anything in the room.

Although slightly different from ordinary vampires, Lingya also prefers dim environments. The big bed she loved in the past became an accomplice, and she was caught in the middle, unable to move. The slight gap is left intentionally...

Obviously he hates seeing her trying to escape, but men like to pretend to be generous on purpose.

...I really don’t understand.

Ling controlled herself not to think wildly, but the skin extending from her neck down to her collarbone honestly began to feel hot. Duplicity reproduces the topsy-turvy scene.

The delicate touch caused ripples, and occasionally the moisture on the tip of the tongue slid over carelessly, making the sensitive body tremble even more violently.

The man looked at her distracted look and smiled softly, as if he also remembered what happened at that time.

Ling shivered coldly and took a step back warily: "Why on earth are you following me? Is the Blood Hunter Guild so idle? You...have nothing else to do?"

"I owe money and haven't paid it back."

Maybe it was because he hadn't spoken for so long that the man's voice sounded a little hoarse, but this didn't prevent Ling from catching the key words.

"I told you no!" Ling glared at him bitterly, "Don't use this as an excuse to rely on me."

Although she paid him a sky-high price because she was "obsessed", but since...she, the creditor, is no longer pursuing him, he doesn't need to fight over it, right?

Talking about using one's body to pay one's debts... I can just doge if she's big enough.

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The man took a step forward, his tall body blocking eight percent of the sunlight pouring down his back: "No."

The conciseness and conciseness of the words make people... scary.

"Whoo~"

Ling took a deep breath, silently recited "Don't be angry, don't be angry" several times, and said with a fake smile: "Then what do you want?"

Do you dare to be direct? Is it fun to play with your drawings and let me guess?

...Also, is this guy pretending to be on her? How come she can be caught anywhere and yet so sure of her? !

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"Follow you."

He answered quickly this time, like a child who was afraid of being left behind. After Zai Ling finished speaking, he couldn't wait to give the answer.

Ling frowned bitterly, her past experience told her that no matter how reluctant she was... she couldn't refuse him.

After all, no matter how far you hide, this dog man can still catch up.

However, I know that as a vampire who has never lowered his head, Ling is still a little unconvinced.

She stepped forward angrily, poking his chest and was about to say a few words of warning, but her cold hand was caught by a hunter who was waiting for an opportunity.

"you……"

"Hey, stop making trouble."

"Who are you quarreling with?" Being imprisoned on the man's chest, Ling raised her foot and wanted to kick him: "Are we familiar?"

The strange power came into play again. The man hugged her and lowered his head to gently peck the tip of the woman's red ear: "I've done it before, grandma said... not familiar with it?"

The aggravated rhetorical question went straight into his ears. As an innocent vampire who has been single for thousands of years, although... he took off this title not long ago, Ling is still a completely new kid.

This kind of private talk in public sounds very exciting, but it is also too embarrassing!

She didn't know what to say for a moment, and her silence seemed to be a direct acquiescence.

The man rubbed her eyelids and kissed her lovingly: "Do you agree?"

"No!" Ling quickly denied.

This time, she finally noticed the mistake in the title.

"Where did you know the name?"

Ling glanced at him up and down, his expression serious.

She didn't remember mentioning it to anyone.

Apart from the old immortal and..., no one in this world should know this name.

The man stopped talking again. He lowered his head and pressed his lips directly against hers, stopping her endless exploration with his movements.

Ling, who was so dizzy from being kissed, leaned pitifully on the culprit and let him do whatever he wanted. The blood-stained fangs popped out from the stimulation at some point, and were licked and rubbed carefully and repeatedly.

In the sparsely sunny alley, the two mandarin ducks were kissing each other and making love to each other, but this sweet scene was quite funny in the eyes of those who knew about it.

——It is really embarrassing to be molested by the "prey" despite being a powerful vampire!

Ling, who was so dazed by the kiss, subconsciously rubbed herself against the man's body, that the man's satisfied smile was not in her blurred vision.

The proud Vampires will not be seduced by an ordinary human being, but if this human still has half of the high-level Vampire bloodline and the intimate brand...

The situation is very different~

So the result ended up being like this...

The small town of Qingning is located at the junction of the human world and alien races. The identities of the people who come and go are complicated, but there are also many touching stories left behind.

Ling supported his chin with one hand, and his waist-length silver-white hair was roughly braided into several loose twists, spiraling down from the side of his face into a single line, and hanging neatly behind his right ear.

Dotted with a few small sparkling flowers at random, adding a bit of vividness to the monotonous snow color.

Of course this is not Ling's handiwork, but the work of a certain... stalker!

In fact, it is not bad when you have someone to accompany you, especially when your companion is a high-quality decathlon talent.

Sexy dogs and horses, ah no, Baba's comfortable life is at your fingertips!

...She has now fallen to the point where she can do anything in bed (doge).

"what happened?"

The man noticed her hidden gaze, turned his head and asked softly.

Perhaps because his wish came true, that stern face actually showed a bit of softness now.

The third in command of the Blood Hunter Guild, he always wears a mask to cover his face. But in front of her, men rarely wore that thing. Her face was too pale to look like a living person, and her body temperature was so low that even vampires were surprised... Ling had actually doubted whether the man was a member of her race.

But when it comes to this matter, the protagonist either remains silent or silently changes the subject... After a long time, Ling is unwilling to ask again.

One is because her upbringing does not allow her to show off her strength by poking at other people's scars, and the other is...

"fine."

The silver-haired woman rested her chin and turned her head back silently.

Ling (serious): Sure enough, the guess "men are goblins" is more reliable!

Just the kind of pervert who specializes in "tonic" cultivation!

The sore waist implicitly showed the craziness of the previous days, and Hisashi Qiangsaku naturally remained calm. The sound of discussions in her ears gradually became clearer. She looked over and saw a drunken man at a table in the center of the tavern, speaking nonsense.

"It's just ten thousand spirit stones, what's there to show off!" He slapped his chest, his whole body flushed red. His little eyes kept squeezing, and he said with a big tongue: "Fuck me, brother! I guarantee you will have nothing to worry about in the next life! Ten thousand, ha. Do you know how much I can earn in one trip?"

He shook the bag at his waist triumphantly, and rubbed his index finger and thumb together: "Do you know this number? Those enemies are very easy to coax. As long as you satisfy them, hehehehe..."

The smile gradually became wilder.

The person next to me answered curiously: "What kind of big customer?"

"Does the vampire know?"

From the mysterious look on his face, it could be seen that he had the consciousness to lower his voice, although the effect was not very obvious.

The two unremarkable words attracted the attention of the surrounding guests, and the noisy tavern gradually became quiet.

——It seems that everyone is waiting for his secret.

"I!" He raised his eyebrows, "I am responsible for delivering high-quality food to them!"

Vampires, superior food?

The merchants running around quickly understood what it meant. A man stood up suddenly with an expression of indescribable anger: "We are all human beings, and you actually sold your kind to those alien races! But it has only been a few years, you have forgotten Do you know how those monsters treated us at that time?!!! Even if we are businessmen, we can't be so unconscionable!"

The loud scolding caused the air to freeze in the solemn atmosphere. Some people wanted to stand up and act as peacemakers, but sat back under the "harsh" eyes of the other party; some looked thoughtful. , seems to be really considering the possibility of this matter.

All living things are different, but these guys who sell their conscience to money are really interesting.

Ling watched the scene in front of him with interest, his fiery gaze making the man next to him darken his face.

His sharp gaze swept across the businessman's bulging belly, and the menacing malice made him tremble slightly. However, the man didn't think much, and still maintained his attitude and stared at the "fallen" businessman with a glorious image.

After hearing his innocent remarks, the strong man sneered and chuckled: "...Hehe, hehe. Conscience?"

He smiled wildly and said: "I am doing business honestly, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

"Do you have a conscience?" The strong man looked at him contemptuously, "Then don't do the slave business! They are all about human trafficking, how can you be noble? You are selling to high-ranking officials and nobles, but how can you sell to those foreign races? Isn’t it sold?”

"What's more, those foreign races are much more generous than the nobles! However, according to the speed at which the palace replaces servants, even if the family is a little more aggressive and runs more often, it will be the same. It's just a bit harder, right..." Seeing that he was about to say something politically sensitive, the friend beside him hurriedly reached out and tugged on the hem of his clothes.

This tug brought the strong man on his head back to reality immediately.

He swallowed his saliva, knowing that what he just said was inappropriate, so he hurriedly skipped the topic and concluded: "Don't think that you are noble. Idiot!"

After finishing speaking, the strong man seemed tired of the unnecessary quarrel. He suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table and took a swig, then started drinking in silence.

The man who was left behind had his face alternately red and white. He clenched his fists and was about to speak, but then gritted his teeth and put it down. His expression was so struggling that others found it boring.

Seeing that the excitement had dispersed, everyone stopped paying attention and started eating and drinking to re-heat the atmosphere.

Ling curled his lips in disappointment when he saw this: "Why don't you continue?"

She is still waiting for the second half!

"What are you expecting?"

"What?" Ling turned to look at the man who made the unusual noise, with a confused expression.

"Are you looking forward to those fine foods?" The man became angry, "It would be a pity to miss them?"

Ling:?

What is this guy crazy about?

Her "silent" attitude made the man's anger even higher. The jade-white wrist was quickly grasped, and with a strong effort, the slender woman was pulled into the cool chest.

"...Children who are too greedy will be eaten by the devil."

After a long while, with my heart pounding, a slow sound came from above my head.

greedy……

After reacting, Ling curled his lips silently and asked, "Shouldn't your Blood Hunter Guild know about my quirks?"

Looking forward to a pity? For her, a vampire who can be called "incompetent" in some aspects, those things are obviously nothing good!

What the hell is this guy jealous of? !

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The man was silent for a while listening to her argument.

Of course he knew Ling's identity - Princess Bruch, who belonged to the thirteen tribes of the Blood Clan, one of the elders of the secret party, and also... the next heir to the leader of the Blood Clan.

However, due to my low-key personality, these additional honors are often not as famous as another rumor.

Although it was a bit immoral, the man couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought about it.

Seeing him getting happier, Ling felt very resentful: "...are you so happy to hear that I can't do it?"

Ling: Damn it, why do you suddenly feel unhappy about being underestimated? Why don't you like sucking blood? The fact that she can survive without sucking blood proves that she has evolved well! snort!

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"Happy."

Unexpected frankness was replaced by unceremonious coquettishness.

The man stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, his rough fingertips pressing and lingering on her cheek: "Because you only have me."

Ling was stunned for a moment, and the alienation on his face disappeared. She looked at him steadily and suddenly smiled mockingly: "Humans are just a kind of food to the vampires."

She quickly turned her head to avoid the man's unexplained look: "Just like cattle and sheep are to you humans. Vampires... only produce appetite."

"Those who are not of my race must have different minds. Isn't this what you humans say?"

Ling stood up slowly, and said as if warning or admonishing: "Stay away from the Vampire Clan. Don't die under lies!"

After saying this, she was ready to get up and leave.

However, this compassion from the predator did not lead to a deserved response. The man didn't retreat but moved forward, quickly grabbing her waist.

Under the dizzy and blurry light, there is an unknown deep feeling hidden in the corner.

"Grandma...are you worried about me?"

"Ah, I'm so worried about you!" The woman's voice was mixed with anger, "Are you a dog? Bite me again!"

"Feel sorry."

There was no sincere reply.

The cloak completely blocked the outside view of inquiry. The man greedily enjoyed the quiet moment of hiding her in his arms, and replied innocently: "But the way my mouth...is stained with blood is so beautiful. That’s it~”

Ling (rolling eyes): Does it look good? Is she a vampire or is this guy a vampire? Be furious at the sight of blood...bastard! On a full moon night, the werewolf's rage is faster than your passive trigger!

Also, why did she smell her scent on this person every time she was "controlled"?

Ling (confused): I’m sure I’m a “pure” ghost~

What exactly is going on?

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……

The topic of "between the two races" ended abruptly.

However, Ling actually vaguely guessed something.

Her "maverick" is not natural. As a vampire, who doesn't need food to survive?

The reason why she hates "blood" so much...is because of an accident that happened when she was a child.

——She lost her "heart".

Speaking of which, it's not a big deal.

It wasn’t civil strife, or a conspiracy like kidnapping…it was just a rare act of kindness from a passerby.

The Vampire Clan is governed by thirteen tribes, roughly divided into two factions - the Demonic Party, which is responsible for war, and the Secret Party, which is responsible for peace. The two parties take turns in charge of the affairs within the clan. The reason why the vampire clan participated in the catastrophe that mankind experienced ten years ago was precisely because of the rampant power of the demon party at that time.

Later, the secret party seized power, and everything naturally returned to calm.

And that accident was slightly related to the fight between the two factions.

A hundred years ago, Ling, who was a guest of the Demon Party, went to the back garden to play alone because he was bored. The guests at that time also included children from other ethnic groups. As a result, the adults disliked each other and the children had no intention of getting along with each other.

The boring comparisons made her feel sleepy. At this time, the children who "refused to admit defeat" began to bet on "hunting".

The Jimi family said that there was a lot of "food" brought in as tribute in the cell, and suggested that they compare "who can suck them dry first".

Ling, who was watching the show on the sidelines, was also innocently dragged into the water because of his identity and position.

However, although she did not participate in this bloody activity and even prevented the tragedy from happening-but something irreversible happened later.

The young masters of the Demon Party, who felt shameless after being scolded by their parents, secretly ran out of the territory to relax, and sneaked into a city on the border.

——I made a huge mistake by indulging myself!

The golden wheat should have been bent back by the full ears of rice during the harvest season, but the funny ending ended with the sickle of death.

The momentary banter attracted more degenerates. Skinny people filled the streets, and the town was silent with only fear floating in the air.

Ling followed his father to deal with the endgame.

She was still young at that time, and because her father was very protective... Even though she lived in such a depraved and abominable tribe, she did not develop any "bad habits".

——In her eyes, the demon party's behavior of letting their desires skyrocket because of their pursuit of "freedom" is an accelerator that pushes life to the cliff.

Maybe it was because the town had such a tragic past, or maybe it was because the kid who was bullied was too gorgeous... so gorgeous that Lingdu, who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, moved his heart.

She rescued the scarred boy and took the initiative to escort him home.

The journey was rare and calm.

Because none of them expected that there were several desperate "stalkers" hiding in the dark gaps who were eyeing them.

They came for Ling.

The blood of high-level vampires is more precious than the blood of unicorns to these lower-level vampires.

The "slaves of desire" who have long lost their senses have no brains to think about whether this high-level newborn vampire comes from some big family... Just holding back their breath has already used up all their sobriety.

Ling, who was accidentally caught off guard, could only watch as the boy she saved stood in front of her without hesitation.

The already tattered clothes were even more disgraceful under the sharp claws. There were many ravines on his back, and the wounds were rotting quickly with a foul smell... Ling's hand on his shoulder slowly trembled, and his dark red eyes gradually deepened—— It was so deep that blood seemed to drip from it.

Spider webs covered with red light locked the beast with its teeth and claws.

Ling's last vision was only the process of their bulging skin drying up.

When she woke up again, her father's furious "ban" bound her to Rose Castle for decades. She also asked what happened that day, but her father always refused to tell her.

After losing her "heart", except for the emptiness in her chest, strangely it didn't bring any inconvenience to her life.

Lingbian didn't think any more.

The servant said that those brave vampires had turned into ashes, and the matter ended easily.

As for the boy at that time...Ling thought he was dead all this time.

After her father's control relaxed a bit, she took the initiative to look for him in the same place. It wasn't that he still had any expectations, it was just that "he" mentioned at that time that there was a mother in the family who was bedridden all year round. If he left too... her mother probably wouldn't survive.

Ling just wanted to see how the mother was living. If she was still alive...she wanted to help her live a better life.

However, time flies by too fast - especially for those humans.

That small building has long since been deserted, and even the nearby neighbors have changed several times.

——No one knows what happened at that time.

I can’t tell you what it feels like.

However, Ling was indeed depressed for a while after returning.

Their meeting was too sudden, and their separation was unexpected.

Before I could feel sentimental, it came to an end like this.

This indefinable experience is one of the reasons why Ling doesn't like "blood-sucking".

She always thought that her "heart" had long been buried in time with that old past, but the recent feeling of familiarity that seemed to be nothing made Ling have to reconsider another possibility.

"Are you...the kid from back then?"

The man blinked and looked calm: "What kid?"

"Don't pretend you don't understand!"

After living with him for a while, Ling why didn't know what this guy's current reaction was. She stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and said fiercely: "Tell me, are you the pretty little beauty who blocked the knife for me and caused me to be imprisoned for more than ten years!"

The man let her carry him good-naturedly. After hearing her description, he was a little dumbfounded: "So, what is the key point in this adjective?"

Why do you feel so mixed with love and hate for me?

Ling snorted lightly: "It depends on whether you tell the truth! If you are honest, then..."

"Give it lightly?"

The man grabbed her wrist and turned around, switching their positions.

He put his hands on the railing beside her, and the undulating bumps of the waves made the distance between them ambiguous and carefree.

The eyes filled with stars only contained her: "You little heartless boy, didn't you agree that you would give me your life?"

"It was you who promised me your life!" Ling retorted subconsciously.

She quickly realized the default meaning of the conversation, and did not dwell on the subject above. Her joy was beyond words, and she replaced the strong argument: "It's really you?! Were you not dead at that time?"

"..." The man didn't answer in a hurry, leaning forward slightly to enjoy the beauty's rare active hug: "Because it's thanks to you, grandma, that you saved me."

"Huh?" Ling Bai was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

The salty sea breeze gently blows through the hair and falls on the flying seagulls.

In the long melody, Ling listened quietly to him finishing such a story.

Men are the descendants of high-level vampires and humans.

——The beginning was not robbery or bloody rape.

The union between the two stems from true love.

Although the result is incomplete.

It's nice to have such a happy life.

But things always happened too fast - one day, the father suddenly disappeared, leaving only the fragile mother and the poor child dependent on each other.

My mother's health deteriorated day by day, and her money was wasted.

They moved from the town center to the suburbs, and the boy began to work precociously to support the family.

Life is hard and you can just get by.

The burden of life almost entirely rests on the boy's young shoulders.

The day he met Ling, he was actually very confused.

The riots caused most of the townspeople to relocate and the boy lost his job.

His mother was seriously ill and it was rare for him to wake up. There was no way to untie the pot at home, and all kinds of things... He accepted the last straw like a crushed camel.

——If you can’t see the sun tomorrow, just stay today.

With the thought of giving up, he not only did not resist the bullying, but even closed his eyes.

Winter is really too cold, he thought, and the story of "the little match girl" that his mother had told him a long time ago suddenly flashed in his mind.

The bruises were numb from the cold, and the boy's thoughts were disorganized:

Perhaps, the little girl in the story also died in such a winter.

...It's good that a "son of the devil" like him can actually have a fairy tale ending.

It’s so happy~

His consciousness was blurred, and everything he saw was phantom. And it is precisely when everything is blurred that the sudden appearance of red is even more eye-catching.

"If it weren't for you... Grandma." The man buried his head in the side of her neck, "I wouldn't be where I am now. You saved me!"

"Ahem! Of course I know this!" Ling was a little embarrassed, and forced herself to put her arms around him to comfort him.

"Who is your irresponsible father! Tell me, and I will take care of him for you!"

The man shook his head.

Ling frowned and said, "You don't believe me? Or..."

She glanced at him up and down with a strange expression: "You don't blame him?"

Yaoshou! Why didn't she know that the third-in-command of the Blood Hunters, who had an "evil reputation", turned out to be a soft-hearted person? This is how to do? Otherwise, check it secretly without telling him and then go knock the sap off...

"It's just a misunderstanding." The man touched her head and explained, "Father did not abandon us."

"The day we were attacked was the day he came to find me and my mother. You fainted because you used too much power. I, a half-blood, was affected by the energy overflowing from your body and forcibly entered the awakening of my talent. If He didn't arrive in time, and both of our lives were probably in danger."

"...Okay." Ling curled her lips unwillingly, "Since you don't hate him yourself, then I don't have anything to say."

"Because this is between him and his mother." The man smiled magnanimously, "But I really like the way grandma cares about me."

"..." Ling swallowed the rebuttal on his lips, his eyes a little wandering: "Then is my heart with you?"

"Correct."

Speaking of this, the man's mood obviously became much higher. He reached out and hugged Ling tightly, rubbing her head against his left chest: "Did you hear me?"

Plop, plop, plop...

Through the soft clothing and cool skin, a heartbeat that was not suitable for a cold-blooded creature clearly reached Ling's ears.

It's a very strange feeling.

Ling is a little distracted.

Your own heart beats passionately in another person's chest.

——The rhythm was even more cheerful than that of her original owner.

Ling: "..."

I always feel like all the previous disguises have been betrayed by "myself".

"Where's your heart?"

Thinking of this question, Ling immediately broke away from the shame. She grabbed the man and frowned, looking serious like an old scholar.

Hearing this, the man's eyes flashed.

He hugged Ling and changed the subject: "Don't you want to know who my father is?"

Ling: ...could this guy's evasion be more obvious?

Ling (smiling): "We can talk about this later."

She now wants to know how much he has hidden!

"He is the current head of the Fanzhuo family. He disappeared for no reason before because a major incident occurred within the family. The elders asked him to go back and take control of the situation immediately. He left in a hurry, so he did not leave any information about his return."

Ignoring her resistance, the man explained the situation calmly.

"He didn't expect that incident to hold him back for such a long time. Plus, the trouble caused by Ji Miji and the others... the whole thing was delayed."

"Then he is really a failure as the head of the family. Can't he even ask someone to tell him something?" Ignoring the fact that he was still upset, Ling subconsciously complained after hearing these "justifications": "Can an adult who is thousands of years old do things? More thoughtful?"

The man slowly admired her expression of feeling sorry for herself, and echoed with a smile on her lips: "Yes, that's what I said."

"It should be criticized properly."

"So don't let him go so easily!" Ling couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the child wearing ragged clothes and crawling in the snow a hundred years ago.

Time will paint the most beautiful filter on past memories.

Although she knew that the man was no longer the defenseless little pitiful man he was before, Ling still couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Fan Zhuo..." Ling murmured, "I remember they seemed to have a very nice baby at home. What's the name of Kes..."

"Feathers of Phinx."

The man took out the dagger from his waist and shook it in the sun: "Thousands of years ago, Archangel Finks came to the world following God's instructions. When the devil was causing trouble, Finks fought hard for a hundred days, and finally won at dawn. Victory, he was able to return to the kingdom of heaven. When leaving, in order to protect mankind from being invaded by demons, Phinks left a piece of his own feather. Legend has it that it can pierce the infinite darkness, and when the sun rises from the sea level It’s time to release the dazzling light and heal all the pain.”

The dagger in his sharp-knuckled palm emits white light in direct sunlight as he moves.

Ling was stunned for a moment: "Did he give this to you?"

Seeing her curiosity, the man took the dagger closer: "Yes, when I learned that I wanted to join the Blood Hunter Guild."

Ling Wuyan: "Then he is quite generous."

By the way, does this behavior count as betrayal?

Give the "enemy" weapons to deal with the same kind...but the enemy happens to be his own son. Ah, the Vanzhuo family is too ambitious, right?

"Why did you, a vampire, end up in the Blood Hunter Guild?" Ling returned the dagger to him and guessed wildly: "Is someone bullying you? But I remember that the head of the Vanzhuo family seems to have only one child... or are you talking about that?" Pureblood supporters' quietly putting pressure on you to drive a wedge between you and them?"

"Who is it? Lesson? Singmore? Or Giovanni?"

Her expression of wanting to roll up her sleeves and fuck someone looked a bit scary, but the man smiled happily. He shook his head and said: "It's just because I'm bored. And... you know, grandma, that the secret party did not approve of that disaster. If I do this, the clan has no objection."

This is...

Ling thought about what the old man at home said and nodded in agreement. If the incident ten years ago had not been carried out by the Demon Party first, causing turmoil within the clan, her father would not have collaborated with several other neutral families to "usurp the throne." The Demon Party should still be in power now.

"No wonder the Fanzhuo family participated in the selection of the heir." Ling smacked his lips, his expression full of regret: "So you are not here."

She glanced at the man with disappointment: "...If you had gone, I would definitely not have been chosen."

Now I don’t have to be told by the elders every day to “get married early and find a partner” qaq.

Hearing this, the man glanced at her silently and remained silent for a long time: "...Do you still like the gift I gave you?"

"You mean the one from the Fanzhuo family?" Ling thought about it carefully, "It's a... crown? It's quite exquisite, not bad. What's wrong?"

"As long as you like it."

"It suits you perfectly."

Ling cast a confused look.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, and he leaned close to her ear and bit it with his fangs: "I went to get it specially. The black witch in Candy Forest has a really bad temper. I thought I couldn't keep up."

A few simple sentences contain a lot of information.

Ling, who thought it was just a polite handicraft, raised her head in disbelief. She was about to say something, but the stingy blue starlight above her head was so stingy that others would be angry just by looking at it. Into her arms.

"I weave a throne of roses out of mistletoe and ginkgo. It is filled with the fragrance of moonlight at night, and robins nestle together. Every whisper is proof of the indescribable."

Obscure poems write sincere true feelings.

The stars are shining brightly, and the waves are neither fast nor slow.

This is an ocean three hundred and fifty miles away from the mainland.

The intrigue and bustle are kept away from you and me.

The stars climbed up to the brows, everything was just right.

"Grandma... make a contract with me for eternal life, okay?"

"……it is good."

Many years later, the newly succeeded Blood Queen ushered in a new era of trade with humans and other races, and was deeply loved by her tribe for her decisive methods. They praised her for not falling into the glory of Bruch, and used the "royalty of roses" to praise that period of magnificent and glorious history.

At the same time, along with the Queen's achievements, there is also her sweet and beautiful love story that will be immortalized throughout the ages.

It is said that the queen and her husband fell in love at first sight.

It is said that the prince's husband voluntarily gave up the campaign for heir for the queen and went to the black witch's territory to find the laurel crown for the queen.

It is said that no one can come between them.

It is said that...

"Mommy, do you know that queen?"

Sitting by the window of the noisy tavern was a mother and son who didn't fit in with everyone else.

My mother is a rare lazy beauty. Her slightly squinted eyes remind people of leisure time in the afternoon. The son tends to be indifferent. Although the alienation in temperament is somewhat dissipated by his round face, the upbringing revealed in every move has successfully made the others around him stay away from him.

Ling blinked: "Why did Xiaojiu suddenly ask about this?"

The little boy frowned in displeasure: "Because when I tell them that Mommy and Daddy have a very good relationship, they always refute me by saying, 'No matter how good the relationship is, it can't be better than the relationship between the Queen and the Prince's husband.' I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I can't make a comparison, so I want to ask Mommy. Mommy, have you ever seen the Queen?"

What kind of problem is this?

The retired former queen looked strange and said hesitantly: "...See you, you must have seen me."

After all, when you look in the mirror every day, you can see very carefully (doge).

"Is that rumor true?" The boy didn't notice his mother's awkwardness and asked, "Mommy, how did you and dad get together? Was it love at first sight when we first met?"

How did you get together?

love at first sight?

Ling puffed out her cheeks in embarrassment and was thinking about her words, hesitating whether it was better to tell the truth or to try to save face... A tall man walked in from outside.

"what happened?"

He looked at the two mother and son who had similar expressions.

"Are you back?" Ling tugged on his sleeve. The queen, who was fierce and stern in front of outsiders, was as soft as a ball of water.

She summarized what had just happened in a few words.

"Xiaojiu wants to know if it's because you want to argue with others?" The man looked solemn and calm: "Such behavior is offensive to everyone."

Xiaojiu shook his head and replied seriously: "No. It's just that I want to figure out which one is better."

"There's no better way to put it."

The man sighed silently, held the little boy in his arms, pointed out the window and said, "Did you see that couple selling fruit?"

Xiaojiu: "Yeah."

The man continued: "Although the husband is working, he always pays attention to his wife's condition. When he sees her thirsty, he will put down his work and hand her a glass of water in a timely manner. The wife will also help the hard-working husband wipe the sweat from his face. "

"We don't know how they met, but the relationship between them can be what you call 'better'."

"The quality of a relationship cannot be judged solely by chips, Xiaojiu."

"Different people have different love standards. Logically speaking, such a comparison does not have any reference significance; but emotionally speaking..." The man paused and spoke seriously: "This comparison is actually a condescending contempt. do you know?"

"...Oh." Xiaojiu seemed to understand.

He is still young and cannot actually understand such a big truth. But looking at his father's cautious attitude, he seemed to know that what he just said was inappropriate.

——It's like tarnishing something that should be a treasure that should be held in the palm of your hand.

"good."

The man softened his expression and touched his head: "But if Xiaojiu is curious, dad will be happy to tell Xiaojiu."

"Hmm?" Xiaojiu cheered up his depressed spirit, his eyes brightened: "So dad and mommy fell in love at first sight? Which one of you confessed your love first?"

This may be something every child is curious about their parents.

Ling glanced at the man jokingly, resting her head on one hand and waiting for his answer.

Admit it? still……

"Yes, it was love at first sight."

The man smiled lowly and said something meaningful: "After all, your mommy's heart fell in love with me the first time she saw me, right?"

"My concubine."

Ling: "..."

The beautiful woman glanced at him speechlessly, with both shame and helplessness in her eyes.

How would she answer this?

Say no, but it seems to be the case.

Say... help, she really isn't a pedophile.

Ling (smiling tiredly): "Yes..."

as long as you are happy:)

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Seeing this, the man couldn't help but reveal a comfortable smile.

He still has such a temper that easily indulges those close to him to do bad things... It really makes it difficult for people to take advantage of him!

The warm sunshine carved through the window lattice and carved the golden gauze clothes, which were draped softly on their bodies.

Xiaojiu looked around. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he also laughed "haha".

In the same tavern, the two of them have become three figures, but the warmth flowing between them has not changed at all.

Some people say that this world is fair - because all living beings it cares about have equal rights.

Regardless of whether we are high or low, no matter how much money we have, in a sense, everyone is the same - we can take the initiative to love and be loved.

Love is something precious and ordinary.

For Yu Ling, it is a scenery that is glimpsed casually, and it is also the joy of meeting again after going around.

For men, it is the rope that pulls them toward the light, and it is also the obsession that long-cherished wishes come true.

【Miss. 】

【Um? 】

【I have seen you somewhere before. 】

【oh? where? 】

[emmm, let me think about it, it seems like... in a dream. 】

[Hmm~ Sir, what you say is really interesting. 】

【Yeah? So are you, miss. 】

……

You are the robin on the mistletoe tree, the amethyst in the palm of God.

It is the rose in my heart that never fails.