When you wake up, you can transcend into a god!

Looking up again, Jiu Lanshu's dark red eyes have turned crimson, as thick as fresh blood, blooming on the other side of death, the red manjushahua is gently swaying, and the voice is soft as if from another side. A world came, "You, you all deserve to die!"

Even if they no longer intend to live, the few remaining blood races still couldn't help the cold fear that rushed up from the soles of their feet when they saw such a pair of blood pupils that seemed to carry the entire hell. It was the death that swallowed their bodies inch by inch. , They really felt the coldness engraved on the bone marrow, and the blood flowing in their blood seems to be full of ice and snow. This is their doomsday, but, Jiu Lanshu, let today be our doomsday, we, except me, and you.

Bite open the wrist, let the blood flow into a river, flowing together in the thick bright red is the powerful and powerful force, surrounding Jiulanshu, surrounded by blood-colored mist just like surrounding Zeus, and the faint The formed pentagram is getting thicker and thicker, unable to dissipate.However, Jiu Lanshu, who was surrounded, did not dodge or dodge, and there was only a savage killing intent in his eyes, as if possessed by a demon.

Butler Jiulan's face turned pale. This is a blood curse, a more powerful blood curse than what he just dealt with against Master Qing. It is a double-wound spell that uses the power surging in the blood to destroy himself and the enemy together. That is to say, The enemies surrounding the master already wanted to take the master out of the water with a mortal heart and perish together.

"Master—" Butler Jiulan wanted to rush forward. Young Master Qing had already been hurt by these people. He could no longer watch his master die, even if he believed in his strength. Unscathed.

However, before Butler Jiulan stepped forward, the ball of blood mist wrapped in a ball exploded like a bomb. The strong wind made Steward Jiulan unable to move forward. Instead, he was pulled back and flew back, falling heavily on the ground On the ground, only when the surrounding weather is calm, butler Jiulan can open his eyes and see everything in front of him clearly.

"Master—" Butler Jiulan quickly stepped forward, running to the side of the motionless figure lying on the ground, placing his hands tremblingly on Jiulanshu's chest, feeling the faint heartbeat that could hardly be felt, Steward Jiulan I let go of my anxious heart, but fortunately, the master did not die, but fell into a deep sleep.

Butler Jiulan looked at Jiulanshu who was lying motionless with his eyes closed and pale in front of him, but his smile was so satisfied and relieved, Master, are you thinking about Master Qing?Yes, only when you think of Young Master Qing, your smile will be so real and soft, as if you let go of all responsibilities and shackles, and smile happily and carefree.

His life was saved by his master. From that day on, the will of the master has been his rule of conduct. He watched the master walk all the way, forbearance when the power was weak, the assassination that could not be guarded against, the wits and courage... everything The master has to bear everything independently, he is too tired, he knows that although the master is really powerful, the master is still just a child...

As vampires, they are destined to belong to the darkness, and as a member of the pure blood family or the leader of one of the families, his master has endured much more than ordinary vampires. Therefore, the master has long left only With the masked indifferent smile, he felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do. He could only keep praying that there would be someone who would appear and become the special part of the master, who could carry all the truth of the master. So, that day, when the master brought When Young Master Qing appeared, he knew that his prayer was successful.

Young Master Qing doesn't look very old, but his slightly childish face has a peerless elegance, and the unintentional temptation and evil spirit wantonly seduce people's hearts. Although the master still has a smile on his face, he has seen Real joy, albeit really tiny.

Later, the master became more and more concerned about Young Master Qing. He liked to tease Young Master Qing and watch Young Master Qing explode. Niu looked at him very intently, and liked... staying by Young Master Qing's side, even if he didn't do much, the master beside Young Master Qing was different from usual, relaxed and comfortable, he could see the colors of the world leisurely. He could tell who he liked, except for that young master Qing who was so emotionally insensitive that he wanted to hit him hard.

For Master Qing, he is really grateful from the beginning to the end. At the beginning, he was grateful to him for saving his master, and later he was grateful to him for saving his master from the abyss of being alone, allowing him to enjoy tenderness and happiness. Young Master Qing, how could he not be grateful, what's more, Young Master Qing is a person who is easy to make all living things feel good...

Carefully picked up Jiulan Shu, the steward Jiulan walked towards the unknown dark room of the Jiulan family, put Jiu Lanshu in the coffin in the dark room, the steward Jiulan completely closed the dark room, and took a last look Jiu Lanshu, then lay down on the coffin next to Jiu Lanshu, and slowly closed his eyes, master, please sleep at ease, believe in the last words of young master Qing, and wait for his return, master, I Waiting with you...Master...

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On this side, the two parties, one dead and the other sleeping, and on the other side, Zeus, who was pulled by the little spear, swallowed the second half of the sentence before he could speak, and wanted to reprimand the little spear, but just, After seeing the full book, Zeus immediately threw away all the emotions of dissatisfaction, and sank into the ocean of books wholeheartedly. The last thing he could think of was the strange blood color when he disappeared. What exactly is a fog?

This time, Xiao Mao really tried his best to search all kinds of books, so there are tens of millions of books here, if not [-] million. When Zeus plunged into it, he kept reading. Hundreds of years have passed. Of course, these hundreds of years are not even a drop in the bucket for Zeus.

Standing up, stretching his body, Zeus straightened his clothes, then teleported away from the library specially constructed by the little spear, and came directly to Jiulan's house.

However, Zeus looked at the dilapidated and dilapidated house that had been emptied long ago, rubbed the back of his head puzzledly, and blinked his blue eyes.

"Ah, where's the person?"

The back is like the autumn wind rolling up pieces of dead leaves, and the crows fly in the air, disappearing for a moment, leaving only a long "AHO——"...