vampire taboo

At night, under the pavement of the moonlight, there is more coolness and a different kind of fun

Two figures, one white and one black, stood on an abandoned high tower, which did not appear abrupt in this cold night.

Langus looked at the person opposite, his blood-red eyes were full of indifference.It has been too long since he left that piece of land called flax, and when he saw this person again, Langus's heart could no longer feel any waves.

A long time ago, there may have been a story between him and him.But now, that story has been ruined by Ron himself.

Because of Ron's mistrust.

Langus still remembers that he was kneeling, crying, and begging. At that time, he was still a very small vampire, but he didn't know that he was the king among the nobles, let alone how big he was. Ability, but no matter how hard he tried to prove it, he still couldn't match Ron's words.

"Lan, you are a vampire, and you are the only vampire here!"

The face of Ron on the opposite side slowly changed, becoming the indifferent and immature him thousands of years ago.

Then, the sword in Ron's hand overlapped with the wooden stake he was holding in his hand back then, stabbing him severely in both eyes.

"Crucify him! Crucify him! Crucify the wicked devil!"

Crying, it was useless, the little Langus finally gave up struggling, and there was nothing but despair in his beautiful blood-colored pupils.

Ron was cold and merciless.

However, Langus never thought that his ruthlessness would be applied to himself.

Obviously this man named Ron picked him up.

It was obviously this man named Ron who accompanied him every day and nourished him with blood.

Obviously this man named Ron told him to be strong, you are a vampire.

However, all of this was over the moment the stake in Ron's hand pierced his heart.

That kind of despair, that kind of despair of death is like an endless darkness, which makes Langus afraid.

He wants to escape.However, he can't escape!

When everything was about to end, when the stake finally completely penetrated Langus' heart.

He finally spoke.

"Lan, why are you a vampire?"

Looking at him whose immature face was stained with his own blood, Langus smiled sadly. Perhaps this was the last smile that Langus left in this world.

"Hey, Ron, I didn't kill them! You know, it really hurts like this!"

Langus just fell down, and the smiling and gentle Langus disappeared with him.

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Thousands of years later, facing him again, Langus only felt calm, unusually calm, because he was no longer the Langus of thousands of years ago.

"Lan, come with me!" Ron was still the same Ron, cold and arrogant.

"Let's go, nail my heart through again?" Langus leaned against the top corner of the tall tower behind him, and there was a touch of laziness in his eyes.

"That was a mistake!" Ron looked at Langus and emphasized again.

"You are a hunter, and I am a vampire. You and I have always been old enemies. Maybe what you did a thousand years ago was right!" Langus folded his hands on his chest, looking at Ron's hand, maybe, the next second , that sword that had already been stained with blood of an unknown number of vampires was about to face his heart.

Ron finally took his hand off the sword.

"So, what about the useless thing? How do you explain it?"

"Fuck, I'm checking."

Ron's face was still weird, and a golden curly hair that didn't match his personality was fluttering gently under the wind.

"I'll only give you a one-month deadline. If you can't find out the results, follow me!" Ron's words were like a joke. He still seemed to regard Langus as the same Langus from thousands of years ago.

Langus' coercion as the vampire king was instantly released, causing Ron, who was standing opposite him, to take a slight step back under the pressure, but, with just one step, he stabilized his figure in an instant.

Rangus' strength was beyond Ron's expectation, and his resistance was also beyond his expectation.

Now, Ron finally realized that Langus in front of him was no longer the vampire who relied on him back then.

"I'll give you an explanation in a month's time!" Langus said, turned around, jumped off the tower, and instantly disappeared into the air at a height of [-] meters.

"Lan, you can only be mine, even if I force you, I will bring you back to my world!"

As soon as Ron's voice fell, the person disappeared, leaving only the independent tower behind him.