The Zombie Emperor's wife is a blood race

The Eternal Night Castle is located in the dark forest. The ancient forest cuts off all curious humans from entering. This is the place where the last blood of the Cappadocian family lives.

The blood prince woke up from his gorgeous coffin, rubbed his eyes, and summoned his most loyal butler: "Saba!"

The thin voice echoed over and over again in the empty castle, but the person who should have responded failed to appear at the bedside of the master immediately. Cyrus blinked his eyes, and he was awake at this moment, picked it up and put it aside Clothes draped over her body, and walked out of the bedroom.

The Castle of Eternal Night, which is not even exposed to the sun, is the only remaining fifth-generation blood family, the private castle of the noble Prince Cyrus Cappadocia, where thousands of years of wealth have gathered, gorgeous murals, exquisite Decorations can be seen everywhere, and this dark gothic castle is full of its own beauty.

But this beauty only blooms in the dark.

Stepping on the blood-red carpet with both feet, the skin looked extraordinarily fair and tender. The blood youth was blindfolded, grabbed the cloak on his body, and walked forward slowly.

Opening the thick velvet curtains, the warm sunlight came in, scorching and licking every inch of the blood race's skin, Cyrus narrowed his eyes, he thought in a daze, it turned out to be daytime, no wonder Saba didn't respond What about him?

But why is it so lively during the day?

There is no eternal dark forest, no towering ancient trees, no gloomy and frightening things. Everywhere you look, there are people chatting, bustling together, not knowing what they are doing.

"You're awake."

A man's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Cyrus turned his head, and saw the man put the clothes in his hand on the table beside him, and walked over.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have promised you yesterday. What kind of tradition is it to sleep in a coffin alone?" The warm big hand gently scraped the tip of his nose, and the man lifted Cyrus to the side of the bed, "Look, this They're all sleepy."

Leaning in the familiar embrace, Cyrus finally came back to his senses: "Brother?"

"Huh?" Cheng Weizhen put him on a chair, untied his cloak, and carefully helped him change his clothes.

It turned out to be Evernight Castle, not Evernight Castle.

Actually fell asleep.

The vampire youth blinked his eyes and finally understood the situation.

Today is his wedding.

The wedding of the two bosses of the blood race and the zombies was held directly in Bronze Town. This feast directly turned this holy city of the undead into a sea of ​​joy. Humans, blood races and zombies gathered here unprecedentedly, waiting The beginning of the event.

The wedding hadn't started yet, but the crowd was already reveling. Even the vampires raised their glasses to rejoice despite the discomfort caused by the sun.

Cyrus looked at himself in the mirror, the youthful innocence gradually faded away, and what remained was the vitality and calmness of youth. If there were no accidents, this appearance would accompany him for thousands of years, until it was reduced to ashes.

Somewhat unfamiliar.

This is a face belonging to Xiao Yaojing. Although Cyrus' soul has gradually transformed it, some traces of that human youth can still be vaguely seen.

Does Cheng Weizhen know that there is another person in this body?That boy named Xiao Yaojing disappeared more than ten years ago?

Cyrus was a little apprehensive, he had never been such a person, but he always thought about Cheng Weizhen.

"Baby, the wedding has begun." Cheng Weizhen knocked on the door and walked in.

"Let's go!" Cyrus stood up and greeted him.

This is undoubtedly a grand wedding. The brilliance of magic and supernatural powers replaced the salute and flaunted in the air. Handsome and beautiful blood servants walked through the banquet. Red flowers decorated the entire city. Be amazed by the beauty.

Cheng Weizhen took Cyrus' hand, stepped on the ice suspended in the air, and fell from the sky with a dreamy luster.

Today's sunshine is extraordinarily bright, and the broken ice reflects rainbows behind the couples. The wedding venue decorated with precious stones presents a strange sense of holiness.

It is a high platform specially built for this wedding by people with earth system, metal system and various special abilities. The traditional Cappadocia luxury and low-key style is decorated with clear gem flowers. White alone has thousands of Hundreds of usages.

"Baby, let's go."

From the bottom of the ladder, step by step to the top, on the gorgeous high platform, accepting the gaze of everyone.

Cyrus thought of his dream this morning, the thick room in Evernight Castle that never sees the sun, Saba who will always maintain his image, the blood servant who will talk softly after he leaves, and the blood who loves the sun very much. slave.

That was the Castle of Evernight, his past.

This is the Night's Castle, his present.

Cheng Weizhen was standing opposite, watching him with focused and pampering eyes like every day in the past.

Here is his wedding.

There was an impulse in Cyrus' heart.

Everyone thought it was a grand wedding, and it was indeed, but the fly in the ointment was that the two grooms disappeared after the wedding, leaving many people in vain.

The heavy curtains of the Long Night Castle were drawn again, and the vampire youth threw his lover on the bed, with his two long legs propped on his sides, and hurriedly tugged at the clothes on his body.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Weizhen was a little dumbfounded.

Cyrus rolled his eyes: "It's not clear, I've eaten you!"

He tossed off his coat casually, leaving only a shirt on his body, and hastily stretched his magic hand towards the collar of the man below him.

"Who designed these clothes! It's so hard to take off!"

Cheng Weizhen was happy: "Didn't you do it yourself!"

Cyrus worked for a long time and couldn't get rid of his clothes, so he stretched out his paws and scratched the top-sized clothes into cloth strips. Looking at the exposed muscles, he chuckled twice, leaned down and licked them.

As a ten thousand year old virgin, Cyrus's licking is really just licking, rubbing against Cheng Weizhen's neck like a puppy, making people's hearts itchy and seductive, but he doesn't know how to deal with it .

Cheng Weizhen sighed, wrapped his arms around the waist of the person on the body, raised the other person's face, and kissed the red lips: "Baby, leave it to me."

As soon as he exerted force on his waist, the positions of the two of them were reversed immediately. The young man of the blood race showed a look of bewilderment, but he restrained himself in a moment, and he said angrily: "Are you going to commit the next crime!"

"Don't dare." Cheng Weizhen quickly untied his collar and buried his head on it, "The little one is serving the adults."

The warm tongue was licking on the delicate skin, and Cyrus couldn't help gasping. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands, trying to block the sound of breathing, but he fell under the next move of the person above him. .

Cheng Weizhen's lips and teeth passed the young man's neck all the way to his chest, he gently held the two small red beans in his mouth, biting them slowly between his teeth.

"Bastard!" The **** on his chest made the young man of the blood race couldn't bear it any longer. He cursed vaguely, raised his two long legs and wrapped them around the man's waist, "If you want to do it, do it quickly!"

This little ancestor didn't think at all that he was the one who got angry first.

Cheng Weizhen just smiled dotingly, and said, "Obey."

*After that, Cyrus lay on the bed and watched Cheng Weizhen busy up and down, turned over lazily, and showed his white and tender body covered with love marks without hesitation: "Brother!"

"What?" Cheng Weizhen looked over.

"Do you know...Xiao Yaojing...um...I..." Intermittently, but unable to say anything, Cyrus simply buried himself under the quilt angrily, not wanting to show his face.

There was faint laughter in the room, and Cyrus felt the footsteps stop beside him, followed by a pair of big hands covering his head.

"What are you thinking about? I know you are not Xiao Yaojing, but you are my little fairy, that's enough."

"What about Xiao Yaojing, isn't he your younger brother?"

"If you didn't come back, he would have died one month after the end of the world, when he ran away from me with other teams." Cheng Weizhen said lightly, "I used to be reluctant to believe this fact, but now I don't have to. You are enough."

He rubbed his hands and then went down, all the way to the upturned buttocks, and then he showed a sinister face: "Little fairy, you are making me angry!"

With Cyrus' exclamation, the wolf pounced on him again.

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