[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Debra has never felt so hopeless. She is alive, but life is worse than death.

After realizing that her child had died and her husband had died, she had lost the will to live.Every time I dragged my tired body to avoid hiding in the dark, I couldn't help but have the thought of giving up in my mind, but such a thought only appeared for a moment.

"Live." This was the last command Lindsay gave her when the holy sword was pierced through her chest.

Debra couldn't disobey her eldest relative's order, but gradually, she realized that Lindsay was too gentle to her and protected her so well that when Lindsay died, Debra, who lost her vision, couldn't even be alone. hunting.The child in her womb has taken away too much of her strength, and without human blood as a good medicine for recovery, she can only hide in a corner and linger on her last breath.

Joining the Wilson family was a surprise.Without strict tests and assessments, the wandering female blood clan was so easily given a new surname—Wilson, one of the powerful families in the blood clan.

Majestic but benevolent, Wilson's Patriarch offered Debra fresh blood, and the sweet taste of the blood proved that it could only belong to a chaste maiden.

The regeneration ability of the blood race is very strong. After being injured, every cell in the body will return to the most vigorous state.Even if there are only a few strands of minced meat left, once they get enough fresh blood, they can immediately decompose and form new flesh.

No matter how badly injured, the blood race can recover, let alone a pair of eyes?

Debra thought so too at first, but things developed far beyond her expectations.

No matter how much blood she drank, the lost eyeballs could not grow back, and her eyes were always deeply sunken.

Debra turns to Wilson's family head for help.She has no eyes, so she can't see the other person's expression, let alone the trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

Vision is important, but not necessary for survival.She was blindfolded and became the elder of the Wilson family according to the owner's last wish. She was obviously not very powerful, but no one had questioned her.

This memory is not a very beautiful thing. Debra Wilson just recalled everything that happened in front of her eyes, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Thousands of years of knowledge accumulation have taught her a lot, including what she has experienced and seen with her own eyes.

"That is the gate to hell, and the most faithful gatekeeper is the fierce Cerberus." There was a sting in her empty eye socket, and the sudden gushing blood seeped through the ribbon and stained it. There are two dark marks.

After the words fell, the entire secret room fell into silence.

No one doubted the authenticity of Debra's words, but it was precisely because of this that everyone felt an unprecedented pressure.

Above the sky is the God Realm, where there are holy gods and angels with white wings, and wherever they go, they will become warm.

Under the hard soil is hell, ruled by seven monarchs, who bear original sin and possess unparalleled power.

However, for the human world, whether it is the God Realm or Hell, it is an existence that can only be looked up to in awe.

The human world is not peaceful.In addition to humans, there are other races of creatures. They may be born in darkness, or they may be born in response to the light, but without exception, they all have some kind of advantage over humans.

Humans are a tough race, they never sit still.

The first thing to be erected was the temple.The temple advocates purity, and the clergy gain power by showing respect and submission to the gods. Such holy power is based on faith, and it is the best protection for unarmed ordinary humans.

In comparison, the Blood Hunting Guild was established much later.And just like the name "Blood Hunter", their main goal is to hunt vampires, and occasionally they will devote their energy to controlling other dark creatures.

The two organizations have similar goals, but are actually independent of each other, and even oppose each other.

However, according to what Debra said, the Temple and the Blood Hunting Guild had joined forces a long time ago with the sole purpose of eradicating a Blood Race that slaughtered a village.

This is so unreasonable.The two forces that have been repelling each other cooperated for the first time just to complete the hunt for a blood race?

even......

Even though they were priests, they used sacrifices, and finally sacrificed the souls of dozens of people to summon the gates of hell.With so many souls required, the man in the red armor is definitely not an ordinary character.

For most human beings, the gods and hells only exist in legends, and very few people really understand them.However, in less than 200 years, the gate of hell, which symbolizes absolute power, has been opened twice in the human world, and each time it has connections with blood races and even the Wilson family. This is by no means a coincidence.

The hand of the white-haired and white-bearded old man kept tightening, leaving deep handprints on the armrest of the chair.

This raid on the Wilson family may be more serious than they imagined.

If memory serves me correctly, the traces of curse marks around the forest undoubtedly come from the temple.

However, the only one who can invade Castle Wilson in an instant and break down the protective restrictions in an instant is the blood hunter, and it is an extremely powerful blood hunter.Not only must he be strong enough to tear through the protection, but he must also be extremely familiar with the curse seals of the vampires and even the Wilson family.

Could this be the reunion of the temple and the guild?

Their goal is Wilson?Or someone, something in the Wilson family?

Thinking of the missing current Patriarch, a figure suddenly flashed in the old man's mind.

Damn it!Sure enough, he shouldn't have obeyed Levi Wilson's request in the first place, he should have killed that man at that time!Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this now, cowering like a reptile and hiding in the broken stone pile!

This is simply Wilson's humiliation!

Everyone had their own concerns, and no one noticed that the man who had been staying in the dark in the corner had left.

It was night, and it was clearly late at night, but the people in the palace didn't have the slightest thought of going to sleep.They dare not sleep, or even show a little sleepiness, for fear that they will never be able to wake up after closing their eyes.

There are two figures in the center of the hall, one kneeling on the ground respectfully, while the other standing next to it.

The woman kneeling in the center was shivering. She lowered her head and covered her breasts, which were half exposed.

The woman's skin is light gray-blue, with golden demon patterns painted on her bare skin, her fiery red curly hair is somewhat messy, and the skirt that clings to her body has been torn, barely covering her body.

"My lord..." The woman raised her head, a pair of watery blue eyes were full of grievance and pain, she moved her lips but couldn't say a word anymore, tears just poured out, fragile and pitiful.

The surrounding servants all knew the reason why these two people were brought here. What else could be the reason for a disheveled man and woman being dragged off the bed in the middle of the night?

The creatures of hell are very honest about their desires, and carnal lust is normal for them.Sometimes entangled figures can be seen in pubs and corners of the street, so it should be more reasonable for such things to happen on the bed.

It's just that when the two of them had a private meeting but were met by the owner of the house, and this person is the controller of the highest power, things became troublesome.