Natural enemies

The corridor was as quiet as a grave, only Louie's low laughter could be heard: "Frank, what are you talking about?"

French is known as the most affectionate language, and Frank is the pet name of Francis. Coupled with the low and magnetic voice, these words from Louis' mouth are full of twists and turns, soul-stirring, and as always, can melt people's hearts.

Gu Yi's heart seemed to be made of stone, and he repeated the question in English: "I said, what did you do to Zhang Liang?"

Louis stared at him and laughed: "What's the matter, it's only been a few decades, and you have forgotten how to say French? No way? How can you forget your favorite language."

"You're wrong." Gu Yi clenched his fists tightly, but his voice was indifferent, "My favorite language will always be my mother tongue, and this is the only language I will never forget."

"Really?" Louis asked with great interest, "but all those years when you were with me, you spoke French. You said that you liked listening to me speak French the most, didn't you?"

The walls of the hospital were painted white, and Louis stood there like a perfect oil painting, even the curvature of the corners of his lips was impeccable.And this oil painting is not dead, the corners of the eyes and brows are full of tender affection, especially the dark blue color, like a sea of ​​gems, when you stare at it, you will almost drown in the deep pupils willingly.

Gu Yi was in a trance for a moment, as if he was back in those days. Louis also behaved gracefully like a picture, stared at him like this, and spoke affectionate language with such a gentle voice, wrapping him like a thread of love. , trapped in a cocoon...

The clenched fists were slowly loosened, and the arms were slowly lowered. Gu Yi unconsciously leaned against the wall behind him, as if he wanted to relax himself.However, when he was leaning against the wall, something squeezed his waist suddenly.

The thing was a bit hard, and it seemed to move when it was pushed against the wall. Gu Yi felt as if his waist had been scalded by fire, and he suddenly woke up—it was the Holy Blood Cross in a leather case, because it was pushed against the wall. , the upper end slightly exposed the leather case, touching his skin.

Silverware is one of the few things that the blood race fears the most, not to mention that it has been held by the bishop for many years.Although the top was not stained with holy blood, it was enough to burn the skin of the vampires.

Gu Yi could almost hear the hissing sound coming from his waist, the top of the cross was still pressing on his skin, like a hot coal from a branding iron, the pain was excruciating.

However, it was the pain that woke him up.Gu Yi straightened his body slowly, and found that Louis had already walked in front of him, with a little surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect him to be able to get rid of his charm so quickly.

Gu Yi smiled at him, and still replied in English: "Would you believe me if I lied to you?"

"Cheat me?" Louis also smiled, "That's right, you really can't believe what a man says on the bed." He still spoke French.

The word "bed" obviously hurt Gu Yi, and the smile disappeared from his face, but Louis smiled even more happily: "It seems that you still remember what we did on the bed."

Gu Yi kept holding onto Zhang Liang with his left hand, but slowly leaned behind him with his right hand, and said slowly, "You just controlled Zhang Liang with your charming eyes."

"Of course." Louis said easily, "It's just an ordinary human being, and it doesn't take much effort."

He shrugged: "But I really didn't expect you to be with a group of demon hunters. No wonder I haven't been able to find you for so many years. I thought you were really dead."

He leaned forward: "What method did the Demon Hunter Union use to actually cut off the blood connection between us?"

This question is important.

The blood relationship between blood clans is extremely close.The first embrace is injected with the blood of the parents, and the offspring transformed in this way, because there is no other blood to join, so it is purer and closer than natural reproduction.Therefore, there is an incomparable induction among blood races, especially between the same bloodline, even thousands of miles apart.Like Louis and Gu Yi, if one party dies, the other party will know, and even sense where he died.Then on the contrary, if the other party is always alive, the other party will naturally know.

However, not long after Gu Yi crashed in Siberia, Louis lost his sense of him, but the severance of this connection is not the same as death, so Louis sent more people to check, but they still failed to find him. Gu Yi had no choice but to put him on the death list a few years ago.

However, the facts proved that Gu Yi was still alive, and the blood in his body was still there, so he was still a vampire.In this case, why can't he feel it?As far as he knew, the Demon Hunters Guild didn't have such a thing, and even the previous blood hunters didn't cut off this kind of connection.In fact, the advantage that blood hunters have over human demon hunters is that their bloodline allows them to detect and capture their own kind more keenly.Could it be that the Demon Hunters Union actually has a solution, but it's just because they want to use the ability of blood hunting that they didn't cut off their bloodline induction?

Lu Yi was thinking in his heart, but his eyes were on Gu Yi.A kind of coercion belonging to the elder of the blood clan spreads from him. The effect of this kind of coercion on the low-level blood clan depends on the comparison of the abilities of the two, but it has an absolute effect on his offspring.

Gu Yi had no choice but to look at Lu Yi, but his shoulders sank, as if something heavy was pressing on his shoulders: "I... don't know..."

Louis tilted his head: "Really?"

His voice was gentle, but Gu Yi's body trembled, and he bent down a little: "The witcher... about the trade union... I... don't know."

Louis frowned slightly.He could feel that what Gu Yi said was not a lie, it was an instinct that the offspring of the blood race could not resist when facing their parents, that is to say, he really didn't know how the witchers would do this.

"It seems that even if you work for them, the Witchers Guild doesn't trust you." Louis said lightly, raising his hand to brush away a lock of Gu Yi's hair, and smiled slightly, "Frank, why are you bothering?" ?” But even though they are so close, Gu Yi’s blood is crushed by his parental blood, and he still doesn’t feel connected with Gu Yi’s blood, as if the person standing in front of him is an ordinary person, not a blood clan at all. .

This is really strange, how on earth did the Demon Hunters Guild do it?Could it be that their research on blood race has gone deep to this extent?Louis' eyes were slightly dimmed, and he smiled softly: "Sure enough—people who are not of my race must have different hearts, Frank, what you said is really correct." Selfish, he is like this, and so is the other party.

He changed this sentence into Chinese, and he spoke it very fluently. When he listened carefully, there was still a bit of Wu Nong's soft language.Gu Yi felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart - Louis learned Chinese completely from him, and even his accent was exactly the same as his, of course, it was his accent when he first arrived in Europe.

Similarly, he learned French from Louis, and if he spoke it, he would have the same Parisian accent, which was one of the reasons why he didn't want to speak French anymore.

"Well, let's pretend you don't know about this question." Louis didn't care about Gu Yi's thoughts, and asked another question: "Then tell me now, where are the three sacred artifacts you took away?"

When he said the word "sacred artifact", he leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Gu Yi, and a stronger coercion radiated out, so that Gu Yi had to lean against the wall on the right to support himself, so as not to Kneel down.

"Now, it's not with me." Gu Yi suddenly smiled.

"What?" Louis' pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice became softer, "Frank, don't joke with me."

Gu Yi's legs trembled slightly, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, but he smiled happily: "Are you kidding? I... I'm not interested..." Under the pressure of Louis' parents, he really couldn't lie, but The truth does not mean the whole truth, for example - it was not the means of the Witcher Union that cut off his blood connection, so he said "I don't know about the Witcher Union" is the truth, but it is not the truth, And this was something Louis couldn't know just by relying on the coercion of his parents.

The holy artifact is the same.

"So, where are the three sacred artifacts?" The smile on Louis' face finally disappeared.For him, the sacred artifact is more important than the method of cutting off the bloodline - it is part of his plan for many years, and it is indispensable.Being stolen by Gu Yi at the beginning caused his plan to be interrupted, and he had to make more efforts to get closer to the target these years.But now, a great opportunity—no, it can almost be said that the weapon that is sure to win is already in front of him, he must get the holy artifact back, otherwise he can only watch helplessly as the destination is close at hand, but he still cannot cross it. Take that last step.

Gu Yi's legs bent a little more, and the sweat on his forehead became more urgent: "The dead hand is in the blood mist maze."

The muscles on Louis' cheeks twitched slightly: "Blood mist maze? You threw the dead hand in the blood mist maze?" This is tantamount to losing it completely. No one can enter the blood mist maze and take it out again.

"You actually threw it in the maze of blood mist?" Louis' voice became softer, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it under Gu Yi's ribs—the moment he touched Gu Yi's body, his nails stretched out soundlessly, like The sharp knife slowly pierced into Gu Yi's body.

"That is the sacred artifact of the Vanjo family, you threw it in the blood mist labyrinth?" Louis' voice was like a lover's whisper, but his fingers were inserted into Gu Yi's flesh and blood little by little, "You know that the sacred artifact is lost?" What does it mean?"

Cold sweat dripped down Gu Yi's forehead, but there was still a smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, right? Anyway, you can't understand the secrets in the corpse's hands. What difference does it make if you have it or not?"

A fierce light flashed in Louis' eyes, and he suppressed it again: "So, what about the soul ring? Was it also thrown in the blood mist maze?"

"That's not true." Gu Yi leaned against the wall nonchalantly, letting Louis' hand penetrate into his body, but his right hand slowly reached his waist through the cover, and grasped the top of the cross.

The burning pain was mixed with the pain of the flesh and blood being torn apart, so that the clothes on Gu Yi's back were soaked in cold sweat: "It fell off when I ran away. Let me think about it—it seems that I was besieged on the blood-red plateau." It was thrown away when I was there, if it was not picked up by someone, you should be able to find it if you go there and look for it.”

Louie stared at him hard.How big is the Blood Red Plateau?That is where the Blood Mist Labyrinth is located, a whole plateau!There are mountains, forests and rivers on it. Where can he find a small ring?

"Frank, you made a big mistake." Louis' voice was finally no longer so affectionate, "You really shouldn't be against me. You ruined my plan and my big event!"

"Really?" Gu Yi leaned his head against the wall and squinted at him, "If it weren't for me, when would you be able to get the sacred artifact of the McAvey tribe? Who do you want to deal with those lunatics?"

Louis choked.He has long had the idea of ​​seizing the sacred artifacts of other clans, but the Fanzhuo clan can be excellent leaders, but they are not good at charging, unless he takes action himself.But he also has competitors within the clan. If he makes a move himself, no one can dispatch him from the rear, and the hope of success is still very small.And if experts from other clans are invited, there is no guarantee that they will agree with his approach, let alone that they will not keep the sacred artifact for themselves after they get it.

Gu Yi was his unexpected harvest.At first, he only regarded this young man as an affair. He considered making Gu Yi his exclusive blood slave, but never thought of making him his heir.It was only later that he discovered Gu Yi's skills, and at the same time obtained some experimental results from the Simmor tribe, so he decided to give it a try.Unexpectedly, this attempt gave him the most satisfactory result—he has a sharp sword, which can completely replace him to complete the plan.

The most important thing is that this sharp sword is completely loyal. It is hardened steel to others, but it can turn into soft fingers in his hands.So he never thought that this sharp sword would actually cut his hand, making everything he had held in his hand instantly lost.

"Have you figured it out?" Gu Yi smiled contemptuously, and slowly pulled the Holy Blood Cross out of the leather case, "Without me, your plan is just a castle in the air, so how can you talk about destroying it?"

"You—" Lu Yi had no words to refute, a trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on his face, he stretched out his five fingers, and grabbed Gu Yi's wound, "Disobedient children must be punished—"

Louis' voice stopped suddenly, as if cut off by a sharp knife, replaced by a muffled groan, he suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared in the other corner of the stairwell the next moment.His right hand was still stained with Gu Yi's blood, but his left hand was tightly pressing on his side - the transformed black suit had a big hole, and the exposed skin was as black as charcoal, as if there was still a layer of dark red flames on it. Burn on top.

"Holy Blood—" Louis squeezed a word through his teeth.And in the corner opposite him, Gu Yi and Zhang Liang disappeared, leaving only a few drops of dark red blood on the ground.