rose flower ban

Zuo Yin's tone was firm and could not be refuted.

It's like marking your belongings.

There was an emotion Qi Yan had never seen flashing in the blue eyes.

Obviously, it looks a little pitiful.

It made Qi Yan finally feel like a werewolf.

But this sentence seems to be declaring something.

Qi Yan raised the corners of her lips and looked at him with a smile.

Suddenly stretched out his hand.

Zuo Yin only felt a slightly cold hand descending from the top of his head.

Obviously there is no temperature at all, but he seems to feel the scorching heat, and the place touched by Qi Yan seems to be on fire.

Qi Yan ruffled his forehead hair, the soft touch made him not want to let go for a moment.

"Then hurry up and grow up." Qi Yan said.

Zuo Yin smiled.

The possessive desire that stalks deep inside seems to have found an outlet.

Relax like never before.

"Soon." Zuo Yin answered for the first time.

On the next full moon night when Aconitum blooms, he will be an adult.

***

Once the news of the rotten bracelet's existence spread.

Several elders from the Death Clan came to see Qi Yan one after another, but after learning that Qi Yan had planned for a long time, they all stopped.

Sinmore tribe.

A group of human magicians who gained the ability to drink blood through magic and alchemy, and through the blood of an elder of Tzimisce, a tribe of thorns known as the soul of the secret party.Then use the power of blood to master more new types of magic and become a new generation of blood.

Later, in the battle between the blood clan and the holy court and the blood hunting alliance thousands of years ago, he successfully occupied a place in the secret party.

......

"My lord, maybe you can go to the Giovanni tribe." The elder of Cappadocia said, under his meticulously groomed hair, his blue eyes revealed shrewdness, "As we all know, many of the Giovanni tribe died. Spirit mages are all good at spells, so I think they should be able to contribute to the so-called specialization in spells."

Most members of the Giovanni family are masters at manipulating people's hearts.

Some of them are hidden in human society, usually top-level entrepreneurs.

And another part.

That is the necromancer who is proficient in spells.

Unlike the necromancers in Cappadocia who specialize in the study of formations, they are only obsessed with the study of spells, and there must be no shortage of spells to suppress the disease.

Qi Yan gave a slight nod to the Great Elder.

After a brief discussion, several elders turned back.

Only the third elder, Layden, was a step slower.

Leiden turned his head and inadvertently glanced at Zuo Yin, who had been by the prince's side since Qi Yan's appearance, and finally asked as if thinking of something, "Yan is not with you?"

The werewolf infestation in the main city hadn't come to fruition yet, and Fei Rui started the investigation again after returning from the Vanjo clan, and Yann also joined him.

"Alright, stay with Deacon Fei and let him learn more."

Hearing that Yann was following Ferry, Leiden stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Ferry has always had a good reputation among the major clans, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is omnipotent. Yann will not be able to learn a little by his side.

......

Because of the appearance of the rotten bracelet of the sacred artifact, or confessing to Qi Yan that Prince Price's 'disappearance', Bai Xun will always stay at Qi Yan's place until dawn before leaving.

At this moment, the dawn had just risen, and the sound of Bai Xun's wheelchair rolling across the ground sounded in the hall.

"Your Highness."

Qi Yan looked sideways.

Bai Xun paused for a moment before saying softly, "Your Highness is going to see Prince Wenfern today."

Qi Yan was noncommittal.

The letter had already been delivered, and Winfern must have made preparations, his going now was just a formality.

The most important thing is whether the new magic of the Simmor tribe has the effect of curbing the plague brought by the rotten bracelet.

"Your Highness, go early and return early." Bai Xun knew this, and said something irrelevant.

It's what he used to say.

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, and a strange feeling crossed his heart.

Looking at Bai Xun's expression again, there is nothing unusual.

"Okay." Qi Yan responded in a low voice.

***

Ventrue family.

"The Prince has been waiting for Your Excellency for a long time."

Estan bent slightly towards Qi Yan.

As soon as the news of the rotten bracelet came out, Winfern also had to be cautious.

The appearance of the holy artifact is a major event in the blood clan, and it is not much worse than the holy banquet once in a hundred years.

If the rotten bracelet brought only a large-scale plague in this world, then the power possessed by the other twelve holy artifacts would be tempting to any blood clan, even if they become evil puppets.

Qi Yan said lightly, "Lead the way."

Estan did not procrastinate, and led Qi Yan and Zuo Yin all the way to Wenfern's palace.

......

"Here we come." Winfern did not have the relaxed attitude he had when facing Qi Yan in the past, and the interest in his pale golden eyes was replaced by awe.

Qi Yan stepped into the main hall.

Winfern gets right to the point, and doesn't shy away from the existence of Zuo Yin.

Qi Yan's attitude at the last holy banquet had already revealed everything.

"Since the rotten bracelet has appeared, I'm afraid that the other few holy artifacts will be available soon." Wen Fern looked worried, and put his slender index finger on the side of the temple and tapped it lightly.

As if thoughtful.

Qi Yan kept the sitting posture when he entered the hall, and now he straightened up.

Winfern understood, and a smile appeared on his face just now, "Little guy, I just want to catch up with you."

After saying that, Wen Fern restrained his smile and looked rather sad, but still told him the news that Qi Yan wanted to know.

"I know that I have met Prince Eric of the Simmor tribe, and he may soon be able to research the magic that temporarily suppresses the rot bangle disease."

"Just for the time being?" Qi Yan asked unhurriedly, with no expression on his face.

Winfern paused, and replied with a smile that was also unhurried: "There is no rush."

Not to mention that the disease of rotten bracelets can be large or small, it is also a question whether the Simmor tribe can research it.

Qi Yan stood up.

Winfern smiled gradually, as if he knew him very well: "Gone?"

Qi Yan nodded, "Yes."

.....

Waiting until Qi Yan left the hall, Estan finished sending people back.

Winfern sighed.

Estan tried to ease the prince's worry, "Lord Qi Yan seems to have changed a lot."

The same as when I saw the adults last time, it seemed to be a little colder.

"Really," Winfern smiled, with a meaningful expression on his face, "I think it's the same as usual."

Estan froze, not knowing where his prince came to his conclusion, but he didn't want to refute or delve into it.

In the end, he bowed deeply and said, "The prince is very observant."

The corner of Winfern's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

He should be his big butler, when did he learn how to flatter him.

"The remaining twelve sacred artifacts will definitely become the targets of competition among blood clans of all races. Does the prince have any arrangements?" Estan asked, not knowing what Wenfern was thinking.

Winfern straightened his expression and said to himself.

"The Twelve Hallows..."

***

"Could it be possible that the remaining eleven holy artifacts have already appeared?"

Zuo Yin looked at Qi Yan's profile and walked beside him.

Qi Yan pondered, "Maybe."

The voice is very weak.

Zuoyin's eyelids twitched.

Qi Yan suddenly let out a chuckle, and stretched out his hand.

"don’t worry."

"I'm not worried." The strange feeling that just rose in his heart was interrupted by Qi Yan, and Qi Yan's hand fell on his head. Zuo Yin subconsciously denied it, and then rubbed against Qi Yan without changing his face.

Closed the distance.

Qi Yan smiled and withdrew his hand.

When it finally fell.

Zuo Yin only felt that Qi Yan's fingertips seemed to pass by his ear.

Leaves a light touch.