The Zombie Emperor's wife is a blood race

Let us ignore the process, Cyrus finally achieved his first goal, creating a batch of vampires.When the man who cursed the zombie finally completely transformed into a vampire, with a clear mind and the power from the blood, he finally understood that the man in front of him was not a zombie, but a real vampire.

But that's when the nightmare started.

"Do blood races really exist? Is there a werewolf? Is there a wizard? Is there a Harry Potter?" Except for the time of traveling every day, Cyrus is not short of these curious human beings who are always inquiring.

Tsk, humans are really stupid.

Annoyed, Cyrus took a break and ran to the roof of the bus to enjoy the quiet.

The newborn vampires still maintain most of the habits of the human period. They directly use the bus used to travel in the human period as a tool for traveling, which also makes the vampire have to face the troubles he personally created.

"So you're here." The man jumped onto the roof of the car under Cyrus' vigilant eyes, and he spread his hands, "I didn't come to ask you any questions."

"You're still here to ask questions." The blood youth's eyes were full of disgust.

The man shrugged: "At least it's not a stupid question." He walked over and sat down opposite the vampire boy, "Why do you want to create vampires?"

Cyrus blinked: "Isn't this normal? I'm the only vampire here. If I want to make the vampire stronger, of course I have to create vampires."

"We all thought you were a zombie at first." The man rested his chin and said, "You also said that many people committed suicide before the transformation was completed. Why don't you choose some better transformed people?"

"Those human beings who dare not even commit suicide?" Cyrus sneered, "Then they are not only stupid but also cowardly. The blood race does not need such kindred."

Of course, he will not randomly select people to transform. Only those who are tough, brave and mentally strong can be selected. What Cyrus needs is a group of talented vampires who can help zombies build bases and transform into blood races. He does not want to create a group of vampires. madman.This kind of thing was not uncommon in the original world, and the reputation of the vampires was completely stink because of those vampires.

The man also smiled, and he said: "Your arrest warrant is still hanging in the base, and the photo is so high-resolution, it's clear. In fact, I was ready to die at that time." His deep eyes were full of a kind of Gentle emotions, "If it weren't for your words..." He lowered his head, his pale palms, sharp black nails, and touched the fangs on his lips, "Will I never see the sun again? "

Cyrus hugged his knees and thought for a while: "Probably not. I'm not afraid of the sun. How can you say that I inherit my blood, so this attribute will probably be inherited too? As long as you become a blood race...you are so afraid of your companions." Become a zombie too?"

"Neither." The man stood up, "I'm just worried that they won't have time to commit suicide. You know, all of us have blood feuds with zombies, here." He patted a small gun on his waist, "Keep a knife forever. A bullet, just for suicide."

"Why not resist becoming a vampire?"

"Probably because the name vampire sounds dreamy and luxurious?"

Cyrus watched the man jump out of the skylight, and the cheerful chatter of newborn vampires resounded in the carriage. He let go of his hands and lay directly on the carriage, looking at the star-studded sky.

The corners of his lips were gradually raised, and then the arc of the smile became wider and wider. He covered his mouth and laughed.

Hum hum!Stupid zombies!Have you seen!This is the brand effect!

As a vampire!I am proud!

Newborn vampires will be directly burned to ashes by the sun, so thick curtains are installed on the windows of the bus, the driver's seat is isolated from the space behind the car, and Cyrus, the only one who is not afraid of the sun, drives during the day , and change to someone else at night.Fortunately, zombies have no interest in vampires, which reduces the difficulty of collecting gasoline.

Probably the vampires in the carriage belonged strictly to the Cappadocian family, and Cappadocia’s calmness and wisdom are also reflected in them. Although they have not sucked human blood since their birth, they are seeing the survivors on the road. At the same time, he also suppressed his thirst for blood*, relying on the blood of animals, he managed to survive the entire distance.

This kind of performance also made Cyrus attribute them to his own name more or less, probably because he hadn't seen the same race for a long time, and blood race teenagers would always be softened by the faint connection in the blood, and he even planned to, When these vampires advance to the blood race, they will use their status as the patriarch to give them shelter.

Perhaps it can also be regarded as the re-emergence of the Cappadocia family.

Thinking of the Eternal Night Castle that disappeared under the curse, he sighed, wondering if he would have the chance to go back to that world, take out the blood essence of the three generations of blood buried deep underground, and revive Saba and the others.

As the sun went down, the land was once again surrounded by darkness, and Cyrus was replaced by vampires. He had no intention of participating in the small games of these newborns, and climbed onto the roof of the car again.This is his exclusive place, and the aura of the high-ranking blood makes others instinctively retreat, not daring to go forward.The heavy snow hadn’t melted a few days ago, and the ground was silvery white. He squinted his eyes and tried to run the blood energy in his body. The moon is the source of werewolf power, but the blood occasionally uses it to practice. There is no reserve food, so this method can only be used up.

"Old Ancestor!" The blood race below shouted in confusion, and then the man stretched out his head, "Old Ancestor, is it here?"

Cyrus opened his eyes, and a strange city appeared on the horizon.

The towering city walls are obviously made of rough soil abilities, the large city gates barely covered by wooden rafts, and the big sign saying 'Yaojing Base' hanging on the city gates.

Not to mention, the only thing that can be seen on this entire facade are those four words.It was also these four words that successfully made classmate Cyrus black-faced.

The gate was quiet, and there were no people or zombies present. The vampires moved the raft away before driving in.Once inside, it is even more dumbfounding. Except for the Eternal Night Castle no2, which was designed by Cyrus in the center, most of the buildings inside have been pushed. It should be to build the entire base, but the builder is definitely a layman, except for one A crude matchbox and nothing else.The only thing that can be seen is the human farm, and that is because that place has not been pushed down.

"It seems that it is a big project to renovate this place." There are large areas of ruins ahead, and the vehicle cannot move forward. The man got out of the car first and stood beside Cyrus, "Why is there no one?"

"It should be in the castle." The zombies were not human, and Cyrus couldn't accurately judge their location, but there must be someone in the castle.

The vampires looked at everything around them strangely. They had already learned from Cyrus that the first task assigned to them by the new base was to build the base.This base with an elegant name will be their future home, where more and more vampires and...disgusting zombies will move in.

Pushing open the gate of the castle, it was pitch black, only the cold light of the moon, Cyrus frowned, feeling something was wrong.He was about to turn to leave when the vampires had already walked in.

"It's so beautiful here!" The night couldn't block their sight, and these people were amazed.

This castle is completely modeled after the Evernight Castle, the home of the Cappadocia family. Even if there are no old murals or exquisite and luxurious decorations, it still has its magnificent and exquisite characteristics.Sellers didn't want to show timidity, so he followed the people in.

There was no one on the first floor, and there was no one on the second floor. He searched the entire building, but he still couldn't find anyone. At this time, the vampires went to nowhere. Cyrus returned to the first floor full of puzzlement.

Where have everyone gone?

A slight sound of "Kang Dang" reached the ears of the blood race. He turned his head, and the sound seemed to come from the hall.

The corridor was pitch-black, and the mottled and deserted moonlight became the only lighting object. The blood boy walked all the way into the ballroom, and the darkness became the only main theme.

Still no one.

A pair of big hands suddenly pushed him forward from behind, and suddenly there was a fire in front of him. The undecomposed zombies in white suits neatly lit the candles in their hands, and beautiful lingering music suddenly sounded from the left side of the hall. Putting the candle on the table beside him, it was only when Cyrus realized that it was actually a delicate and huge lamp stand in the shape of a heart.

Before he could react, the hands that pushed him forward wrapped around his waist, and then hugged his broad and solid chest tightly. His feet rose off the ground unexpectedly, and the hoarse voice full of magnetism echoed in his ears. next to it.

"Welcome home."

Cyrus was lifted up, and the entire hall was instantly lit up by countless candles. Red, pink, and various petals fell from the air one after another itchingly.He was turned around, facing the person behind him.

All the innocence and ignorance faded from the man's face, tenderness and pampering were hidden in the deep eyes, and his hands were warm and strong.In the rain of falling petals, in the flickering candlelight, it seemed that the shrewd, decisive, tough and tough Cheng Weizhen had returned.

The vampire boy opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the face that was close at hand. Before the energy of the wood-type zombies was exhausted, before the brain cells of the player's zombies were exhausted, he was surrounded by a warm and soft white light. , the exhaustion all over his body was washed away, Cheng Weizhen slowly put him down, stared at him, and dropped a blessing kiss on his forehead.

"Big baby, welcome home."

"Who..." Cyrus squirmed his lips, pretending to be vicious, but his face was already flushed, "Who is the big baby! Change your name after you say it!" But even so, he still whispered Said, "Okay, thanks."

Hmph, who welcomes people back so much!

From far away, the New Year's bell flutters on this ancient land.

Every safe base, every survivor raised his head and looked at the dark night sky.

The new year has arrived.

"I'll forgive you this time!" The vampire boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the smirking zombie in front of him, "Go and clean up that heart-shaped candle for me first! It's a bastard for confession!"

Mr. Zombie scratched his head, not daring to resist his eldest baby's opinion, but he muttered softly when the person turned his head.

"So, there's really nothing wrong with it."