[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Bai Mo was dreaming again.

Different from those vague dreams in the past, this time the dream was clearer, and it also made him feel a kind of helpless fear.

He dreamed of a palace.The gate of the palace was tightly closed, and various creatures stood outside the gate.

Some have the appearance of a human being, some have a human torso but an animal's head on their neck, and some even have no specific shape, just emitting a brilliant rainbow light that is constantly changing in the air.

The creatures talked to each other, and two of them who disagreed quarreled.

Suddenly Bai Mo heard familiar voices, a man and a woman.They whispered in the corner.

"We're running out of time."

The woman was annoyed: "I thought it was perfect this time, but I didn't expect him to escape! That thing is so cunning!"

The man gave her a dissatisfied look: "I thought you learned enough from him."

"That's the most advanced spell of your lord! Even he may not be able to break through. I have only followed him for a few hundred years. How could it be possible—"

She shut up suddenly.Because the closed door suddenly trembled.

All the creatures stopped talking at the same time, and looked towards the palace.

Although the door trembled slightly, an extremely faint black mist floated out from the gap.

Bai Mo felt that he was flying towards the palace uncontrollably. He easily passed through the door and jumped up countless steps.

At the end of the steps is a crystal throne, on which a person sits.

The man had white hair and his eyes were tightly closed, and his surroundings were constantly shrouded in thick black mist. The mist was so thick that it even dyed the entire palace black.

Bai Mo couldn't help but want to raise his hand to gently touch the man's cheek.

As soon as the thought appeared, he saw a pitch-black palm—a palm condensed from black mist.

Bai Mo suddenly realized something, and he was terrified and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, everything receded like a tide.

wake up.

Bai Mo was sitting on the branch of an old tree. He leaned against the trunk and raised his right hand in a daze.

He seemed to have had a dream. When he woke up, he seemed to feel the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, but it didn't belong to him.

The contract between Albert and Lucifer may never be fulfilled.

When he realized this, Bai Mo was sitting on a chair in the tailor's shop watching Shengzi cut the fabric.

He looked at the sharp scissors, and was already thinking about how much force it would take to cut the Son's neck with the scissors blades.

Ever since he remembered everything that day, Bai Mo felt that he might not be much different from Albert in this world.

Albert was forced by the original sin of "Samael" to become a different person, furious and cruel.

And he was the same, because he remembered his own sin, this heavy sin made him breathless, and he just wanted to ignore everything and ruin everything.

"You'd better leave him alone."

Bai Mo turned his head and saw the little girl with only one pair of eyes exposed by the window.

He put away the long fangs that had been elongated by the killing intent, and licked his cut lower lip: "I'll go for a walk."

The little girl in apprentice uniform stood in a dark alley at the corner of the street, her eyes glowing pink in the darkness.

"What, are you going to kill me?" Bai Mo played with a button he got from the small box on the table, his tone casual.

The girl stared at him for a long time: "I was not sure before, but now I know, I can't kill you. But if you dare to do anything to him, I will definitely stop you."

"Even if it is possible to die in my hands?"

The girl doesn't answer, but her answer is beyond doubt.

Bai Mo sighed: "Like Lucifer, you don't look like a monarch at all."

The fluorescence in the girl's eyes dimmed, and she crossed Bai Mo and walked out of the dark alley.When he returned to the street, he was just an ordinary apprentice tailor.

Bai Mo found the cabin in the forest.

Those who lived here back then were two monsters from the darkness, and those who live here are still not human beings.

The shy young man was stunned for a while when he saw Bai Mo.

The young man didn't know how to face his victim, and Bai Mo, as a vampire, couldn't enter the house without the owner's invitation.So the two stood facing each other like this, looking at each other but not speaking.

It wasn't until the people in the room said "Please come in" that the embarrassing scene was broken.

Cain was obviously seriously injured by the prohibition back then, and Bai Mo could feel his strength was constantly losing, although it was very weak, but one day, this ancestor of the blood clan would turn into a dry zombie.At that time, the ancestor who lost consciousness and self-control might cause the second bloody and dark blood riot in the human world.

But all of this has nothing to do with him.

The young man sat awkwardly on the chair, obviously he wanted to say something.

Bai Mo didn't intend to urge him, because Cain's black tea tasted really good, and the pattern on the cup was also very beautiful.He doesn't mind a few more drinks.

"I'm sorry for what Barry did."

Bai Mo was surprised by the endless words, he looked over suspiciously, and saw the young man blushing.

"The death of the eldest relative is a huge blow to us, but..." He glanced at Cain and got a nod before continuing: "Barry and I were not separated until the third generation of blood race was born. Elder Garcia first became a blood clan. When that happened, I was too young, and my elder entrusted me to Lord Cain, while Barry was undergoing trials in the northern forest at that time."

"After the second-generation blood family was killed by their children, Barry found me. He said he found a prophet and learned everything from her. He hoped that I could leave with him. Obviously, Barry is like a brother. , But at that time, I was really, really selfish, I just thought it was good to be around Lord Cain, so I rejected him. It was not until Lord Cain was also sealed by humans that I realized how helpless and desperate Barry was at that time."

Bai Mo keenly caught something. "Prophet?"

"Yes," the young man rubbed his hands uneasily: "At that time, the method of resurrecting Lord Cain was also told to me by the prophet."

Bai Mo frowned and looked at Cain, and Cain shook his head: "It's not the same person. The one who told Barry about the Hallows was a prophetess, but a few years ago, she suddenly appeared, told Adrian Campbell the prophecy, and asked him to relay it It was a man who gave Wilson's Patriarch Levi, and even passed the prophecy to my children through dreams."

The word "my child" made the young man feel awkward all of a sudden, his cheeks were flushed, he said "I'll make some snacks" and hurried out of the room.

"It's really cute."

Cain said without hesitation, "Thank you for the compliment."