murder poppy

Roy carried the box through the small door on the back wall of the palace, and found the wooden house covered by flowers and shrubs.

There are gardeners and gardeners tending around the royal palace, except for one mountain.Roy clearly remembered the desolation of this open space at the beginning, with overgrown grass, and the leaves would poke a few marks on the priest's robe.

The structure of the wooden house is simple, and the log pattern brings a rough and primitive beauty.It's not hard to imagine a mysterious vampire living here.

Roy was born in a peaceful age, but because of poverty, he was sold as goods to businessmen who came to visit the village.

He was tied with a leash around his neck, and tied to a post with several other scrawny boys, like piglets for selection.It was a passing priest who saw them buying all the boys for a guinea.While the other children were sent to families in need, Roy pestered the pastor to go back to church with him.

The wild flowers are in full bloom, purple, white and yellow are distributed in disorder, and the slender leaves are densely packed and full of vitality.This is the work of that vampire.

Near the wooden house, the flowers and plants became much more regular. Roy had never seen Andre come out to water or trim the branches and leaves. It was really shocking to see the busy gray-black bats among these plants growing in the sun.

Roy ignored the bat that was like a bee holding a mini kettle to water the flowers and plants, and pushed open the wooden door.

The only window of the wooden house is blocked by the back mountain, and the sunlight can only pass through the window with difficulty, shedding a small piece of light.The cabin was dark and cold, Roy put down the box and took out the needle.

"Mr. Andre." He looked around, trying to catch a flash of gold somewhere in the darkness.

"It's so early. Is today a special day, Father."

Roy's body was stiff, and he instinctively rushed forward, pressed his body down, turned around and stared defensively at Andre who quietly appeared behind him.

He carried only a jeweled short sword and a bottle of holy water.If Andri really had murderous intentions, then Roy's chances of escaping were almost zero.

"You're very nervous." Andre held the needle thrown out by Roy between his fingers, and looked at the short priest with his left hand on the ground and his right hand holding the handle of the knife. "That short sword of yours is Just a pretty vase."

"There is a vampire standing behind, no one will be nervous." Roy threw the dagger back into the scabbard, stood up, the plain white priest's robe was stained with a lot of dust, and every meeting with Andre was based on his The embarrassment ended.

"You came early today." Andre played with the syringe, not intending to draw blood for Roy.

"There are few church affairs today." Roy replied.

Andre nodded, "Mr. Roy, has anyone ever told you that you should never lie to a vampire. You specially wore a dress robe, and you wore a dagger that was more ornamental than practical. The ancient Bible... why don't you tell me directly, which big man wants to see me?"

Roy subconsciously touched the Bible hidden in the capacious robe, which was left behind by him, but he didn't expect that Andre would see through it as soon as they met.

"His Majesty Bernal wants to see you." Roy still said with a cold face, without any embarrassment of being exposed.

Andre raised his eyebrows: "With you?"

"Come with me." Roy replied.

Bernal had long been waiting outside the side hall. He was dressed in a dark red dress, his dissoluteness was hidden under his face, revealing the majesty of the emperor.

"Your Majesty." Roy saluted Bernal, and then blended into the guards guarding the door without saying a word.

"Meet you again, Mr. Andre." Bernal smiled, as if treating a hero, "Roy is a bit old-fashioned, but he is a conscientious priest. I hope you have a good time getting along."

Andre glanced at Roy and replied, "The priest is a very interesting person."

"That's good." Bernal turned around with a smile, and the guard hurriedly pushed open the door of the side hall. Bernal made an invitation gesture, "I have something important to discuss with Your Excellency."

Bernal's smiling face was perfect and sincere, and there was no trace of flaw. Andre looked around, the guards were wearing shotguns, Roy was paying attention to his every move, and the priests around him also held the Bible tightly in their hands.

"It's an honor." Andre raised the corner of his mouth, and followed Bernal into the side hall.

The guards and the priest were left outside the side hall, which was Bernal's way of showing his sincerity.Andre admitted that this human being is very bold, has a kind of unreasonable self-confidence and arrogance, and is a creature more magical than blood.

"Has President Heidi brought you to visit my army?" Bernal stroked the throne, the golden armrest was carved with a dragon with teeth and claws, and the dragon's horn passed between his palms.

"It's...a very special team." Andre replied.

"Special..." Bernal murmured, and smiled at Andre, "No, it's not special. It's powerful, it's a miracle. Human beings always have weaknesses, ulterior motives or fear of death. There is always an emotion that makes them run away. .You saw those soldiers, right? They are strong, they are not afraid of pain, they obey orders. This is an invincible army.”

"More than that, they are still newborn, perfect human beings." Bernal's high-pitched tone suddenly lowered, and he whispered in Andre's ear as if telling a secret, "Those despicable and inferior people can be so good under the blood of God, If it is replaced by a noble with pure blood, it will definitely be more effective."

Andre lowered his head, just looking into Bernal's pupils, a pair of young human eyes, lust and greed contained in the shiny pupils.

"Your Majesty, where do you think human beings are not perfect?"

"Many places." The corner of Bernal's mouth folded down, showing a contemptuous and unwilling expression, "Mr. Andre hasn't felt aging, right? That feeling of life passing by but you can't do anything about it. The human body has many limitations, power , life, knowledge, many, many."

Bernal stretched out his hand and drew a frame in front of himself, "There is a barrier between us, just like the nobles in the palace and the slaves in the slums. How can this be considered perfect?"

Andre narrowed his eyes and looked at Bernal: "So your majesty's research on the blood of the gods is to save your race?"

"Unfortunately, I am not such a 'kind' person." Bernal replied frankly, "The conversion cost of humans and blood races is too high, how can it be used on inferior races. Besides, if weapons are too smart, they will one day Stabbing into the master's flesh, I will not do the kind of stupid thing that kills myself. A group of stupid violent madmen are the best weapons of the country."

"God's blood is a gift from gods to inferior species, and of course gods don't need such superfluous things." Bernal laughed softly, looking at Andre like a dragon seeing a treasure, "Mr. Andre, blood race Is a noble species, as the king of human beings, I think I have this honor..."

Andre frowned. Bernal's unfinished words were not difficult to understand. The soldiers took the "divine blood" mixed with the formation, and the monarch should enjoy the real first embrace.

"Becoming a blood race is the real 'evolution'. Those ignorant and weak humans should be led by a more noble race." Bernal said, "My uncle, a traditional nobleman, was exhausted by aging. .He was an admirable villain, but aging has taken away his wits and energy. I will never be like him. Brave human beings are always liked, aren't they, Prince Andrei."

Bernal has the self-confidence of a king, but in Andre's eyes, he can only be like a monkey wearing a crown with its teeth and claws.

"The object of the first embrace of the blood family often has the potential to kill the father." Andre looked at Bernal coldly, his golden pupils glowing coldly, "and you seem to be far from this standard."

"The blood race always has the capital of arrogance, and the devil has the meaning of cooperation."

Bernal didn't show a sullen expression, he still kept a polite smile, "I don't expect a demon to be willing to cooperate with me."

Andre's face sank, his wrists burned, and the handcuffs that had been hidden for a long time fell on his wrists, causing a layer of transparent blisters to form on his skin.Andre lowered his head, staring fixedly at the circle of churning flesh, the black blood flowed down the white wrist and dripped on the carpet.

"If you have the right to choose, you can naturally refuse." Bernal stroked the gemstone on the crutch, confidently said, "You won't suffer from the initial embrace of me, Prince Andre. I have the entire Wisenor , I can give you whatever you want. This is a good deal."

The sincere invitation lingered in my ears, and the pain in my wrist never stopped.Bernal perfectly demonstrated what coercion and temptation are.Being threatened by humans is a disgrace to the blood clan, but Andre looked at the glittering gems on the crutch with great interest.

That gem has been carried on Dai Zhu's body like a treasure, but at some point it was inlaid on Bernal's walking stick.There were many, many things he didn't know about in this palace, which gave Andre a reason to stay.

Andre turned up his palms and held the trembling handcuffs.

"Hey--", the hot silver handcuffs cooled down like hot iron, and returned to their original state. The fair skin was unscathed, and only a few drops of blood were stained.

"It seems that I really have no choice." Andre answered with a good mood, raising the corners of his mouth.

Bernal's gentle smile gradually grew bigger, fully revealing his greed and desire, "What do we need to do?"

Andre licked his lips and observed Bernal's neck critically.This human being is cunning and arrogant, and his blood is not to Andre's taste, but the food is brought to his mouth, and it doesn't hurt to eat it.

"You don't need to do anything." Andre wiped his hands with the hem of his clothes, his golden pupils turned into deep pools, and the red color extended outward like a tempting poisonous apple.

Bernal was attracted by the eyes of the highest and most beautiful, and stood still. He didn't feel the extinguishment of the candles in the side hall, he didn't feel the sudden stop of the breathing outside the door, and he didn't feel the coldness and sweetness of the air. .

At this moment, all he had in his eyes was the vampire in front of him.Powerful, beautiful, makes one want to surrender.This is the "god" he is chasing, and it is also the "god" he is about to become.

Cold fingers pressed against his neck, and the back of his head was controlled by a strong palm. Bernal clearly felt a sharp object piercing a blood vessel, and hot liquid flowing from his body.

It doesn't hurt, but it's as wonderful and inextricable as taking an addictive poison.

His life was disappearing, his cheeks became shriveled, he skipped the process of decay, and turned into an immortal corpse sculpture.Bernal stared at those blood-red eyes with his last strength. The vampire noticed his gaze and gave him a cold look.

"I can leave you alone at this time."

Bernal opened his eyes wide and struggled to stand up, but his limbs lost strength.

Andre licked his fangs, and the scarlet blood remained on the tip of his tongue, making him look more like a devil playing with people's hearts.

"Your arrogance has no reason. Whether it is a human or a vampire, I have a way to wipe you out. You have to be lucky, I am not a person who likes to break contracts." Fingernails cut his palm, and Andre dripped blood on Bernard Between your lips, "Your Majesty, you have to be careful, dying as a vampire is the real eternal sleep."

The author says:

wait! !

Sad news, Andre's second first hug is over! (As if it's not a big deal)