Addicted to fast wear

Edward was very stubborn, and said directly to the housekeeper, "Go get ready now."

Generally, the first embrace ceremony of the first-generation vampires is very cautious, let alone the first embrace ceremony of the blood prince, and it takes at least three months to prepare.

Edward feared that Lance couldn't wait, "The time is shortened to one month."

There was a little hesitation on the butler's face, but he agreed, "Okay."

A month passed in a flash, and as early as three weeks ago, various invitations were sent out. The territory of the blood clan is very large, and it is usually well watered, so communication is sometimes lagging behind, and at this time The road is very difficult to walk, and many first-generation nobles like to live in remote and uninhabited places, and it takes a long time to travel.

Therefore, one month is still too short, and many blood races are still on the way.

After asking Edward for advice, the steward finally extended the time to two months.

Another month later.

The grand First Embrace Ceremony was finally held, but this time it was a little different. The other protagonist was still in a deep sleep state. Many blood races were very curious about who could make His Royal Highness such a troublesome person.

Said to be a hunter?

The blood races were guessing in their hearts, but they still said congratulations with a smile on their faces. Soon, the hour hand of the huge clock outside the castle clicked to twelve.

Lance was put on a proper and gorgeous white suit, and his complexion was slightly flushed, as if he had just fallen asleep, as if he would wake up in the next second.

Edward held the boy in his arms and walked up to the high platform step by step.

His Royal Highness guarded him tightly, so all the blood clans stretched their necks, and they didn't see the boy's face, only a black hair twirling.

Suddenly, the scene became a little commotion.

A large number of hunters appeared out of nowhere, and they didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as the group of little ghosts in the hunter school.

"shit!"

"court death!"

The blood races who were able to come to the scene to participate in the first embrace ceremony of His Highness the Prince were naturally not ordinary blood races. They were successfully attacked just now because they were unprepared. Now that they realized it, they were several times more angry.

The two sides fought quickly, but Edward turned a blind eye and walked up the steps step by step with the boy in his arms.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in his ears, Edward turned his body slightly, and said calmly, "Maixi."

Mai Xi, who was dressed in neat clothes, appeared behind Edward, with sharp eyes, "Give him back to me."

Edward laughed inexplicably, "Oh."

Mai Xi just wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all, he narrowed his eyes, "I underestimated you."

Immediately, he twisted his fingers, and suddenly, a golden light burst out from him, attacking Edward all at once.

Edward took a few steps back, then stopped suddenly, covered the boy's head with his arm, and resisted the next blow forcefully.

"So what if you have a silver feather?" Edward sneered, not caring about the wound on his arm, "It can't kill me."

Edward didn't want to waste time with Mai Xi, the ceremony was about to start, he quickly restrained Mai Xi, and sternly said to the housekeeper, "Lock him up!"

The housekeeper knew that it was his own negligence this time, so he quickly tied up Mai Xi.

Without Mai Xi, the other hunters were quickly caught by the vampires and were vulnerable.

The ancient clock turned again, and the pointer pointed to one o'clock in the morning.

Edward finally held the boy and stepped on the last step.

The blood clans bowed down one after another, with their heads on the ground and bent over. There was no sound during the whole process, and the scene was extremely silent.

Within a hundred miles, the blood races who hadn't arrived seemed to have sensed it and knelt down one after another.

Edward put Lance on a quaint stone bed, wiped away the blood that had just splashed from the corner of his eyes with his hands, and kissed his lips lightly.

"sorry."

Lance was turned over and lay prone on the stone bed. Edward stretched out his index finger and made a small cross-shaped cut on the soft and white back of his neck. Suddenly, blood flowed out like a gush.

Edward held a porcelain white vial and put it on the boy's neck, and then he shed blood.

Time passed bit by bit, and all the blood races under the high platform maintained the same kneeling posture and never raised their heads.

Even in the silent night, the breeze seemed to carry the smell of blood.

Dawn broke.

The blood on Lance's neck was still flowing, but the flow rate gradually became smaller. Finally, the moment the sunlight appeared, all the blood in his body was drained.

Edward quickly stopped his wound, then hugged him, and said in a deep voice, "It's over."

The following ceremony does not require so many vampire witnesses, as long as Lance drinks his blood, he will completely become a vampire.

Edward touched the boy's cold and pale face, wondering what would happen when he woke up.

Anyway, it's good to wake up.

Edward sighed softly.

A week later, night.

After getting everything ready, Edward hugged Lance and walked into the secret room.

A big bed in the secret room was particularly conspicuous. Edward put Lance on the bed and said softly, "Don't suck me up later."

He lay beside Lance, hugged Lance and pressed him on top of him.

The little furry head landed right on his neck.

Edward himself slit his own neck, then pinched Lance's chin, causing his lips to open, drawing the blood into his mouth little by little.

At the beginning, Edward needed guidance, but later, Lance was like a thirsty beast, sucking the blood from the man's neck spontaneously.

His thin white teeth were even biting gently at the wound, if only he could pierce the blood vessel directly through the flesh and blood.

Edward patted him on the back reassuringly, "Don't worry."

Three hours passed, and Lance's pale face gradually turned rosy, while Edward's face became even paler.

Lance's consciousness has been sleeping in the dark for too long, so long that he can't remember who he is?Until a stream of clear water slowly flowed through the brain, washing away some of the confusion, he slowly stood up from the dark space, because he squatted for too long, when he stood up he stumbled and fell to the ground.

In fact, it can't be said to be the ground, because he feels that there is nothing under his feet, and his whole body is suspended in an extremely dark space, and he cannot be freed.

His limbs began to become weak again, and he lay down in the air decadently, his eyes were about to close again.

Suddenly, it was as if countless silver needles were pricking his brain. Such severe pain immediately gave Lance a great shock, and Lance couldn't help moaning.

"Host! Host!"

who is it?This voice is so familiar...

"Host! Can't sleep anymore! Get up!"

At the end of the call, the voice even had a crying tone. Lance comforted him softly, "Don't worry, who are you?"

Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized, "Lance, I can rescue you out, you stand up first."

Lance smiled wryly, "I can't stand up."

Xiao Jiu yelled, "You are just lazy! If you don't stand up again, you will die here! Die here! You can never go back!" Xiao Jiu increased the volume of the last few words, "Get up!"

Lance really doesn't know what it's talking about, but since he's been in the dark for so long that it's boring to talk to himself, so for this "person" who first appeared in his dark world, Lance was still very conniving.

"let me try."

Putting his hands on the ground, he slowly knelt up first, then put one foot up, and it took a long time before the other foot stood up again.

When both feet stood upright at the same time, his body swayed, and he saw that he was about to fall to the ground again, but Lance gritted his teeth and held it firmly.

Xiao Jiu encouraged, "Very good! Lance, you are great! Now move forward slowly."

"The front is still like this, so what is there to go on?"

"It doesn't matter, one step is one step."

Lance followed his request and walked forward slowly. During this period, the guy who called himself Xiao Jiu kept talking to him, so that he would not be so bored.After walking for an unknown amount of time, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of him, and Lance was stunned.

Xiao Jiu's voice was full of complacency, "I'll just say it! You can't go wrong if you follow me!"

Lance suddenly cried.

Big, big tears fell, and he choked up, "Thank you." He thought he was going to be stuck here forever...until he died.

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