murder poppy

The cool evening wind blows away the musky scent warmed by the burning body.The coffin of the blood race keeps a relatively low temperature, and the inner lining is soft, and the small area gives a sense of security.

The temperature, location, and even the situation are all very suitable for a deep sleep, but behind Lyons' closed eyelids are pupils that are not at all quiet.

The impulse brought by the toxin slowly receded, leaving behind the ruins of enthusiasm.

As the moonlight deepened, Lioness raised his arms around Andre's waist, opened his sleepy eyes, and sat up silently.

The sound of fabric rubbing keeps coming out with the movement, and the night of the blood race does not meet the characteristics of silence.The boots tapped lightly on the ground, Lions picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, pushed open the door, and met the two small lanterns hanging upside down from the branches.

"Click-"

The door lock is carefully closed.

Lyons staggered his thumb and index finger on the side of his waist, looking for the non-existent pipe in the empty waist and crotch.

Nicotine is not a bad product for upset men.

"I didn't know that listening to corners was a vampire's hobby." Lyons rubbed his thumbs slightly violently over the knuckles of his clenched fist, and glanced at the branches.

The small lantern flickered twice, floated down from the branches, and turned into a human form.

"I solemnly declare that I started as a 'madman'. Anything that happened before that has nothing to do with me." Standing under the withered tree, Dai Zhu raised his hands to show his innocence.

Observing words and emotions is an essential skill to survive in human society, and Dai Zhu is very proficient in this aspect.He met Lyons' eyes, sighed and added: "I didn't even hear the sound of breathing, I really just came here."

"The two of you have violated the way I know how to get along with lovers." Dai Zhu leaned on the trunk and teased frivolously, "For normal human beings, the next step in realizing feelings should be confession and passionate love, and it will directly progress to... so Intimacy is just not what I envisioned."

Lyons played with the dagger with his fingers, narrowed his eyes and looked at Dai Zhu.

There was a hint of bewilderment and unhappiness in the atmosphere.Dai Zhu was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight: "Lover? Confession? Or recognition of feelings?"

Dai Zhu was keenly aware that the last word caused a change in Lyons' mood, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth uncontrollably: "Interesting. I hope Andre won't directly bite you to death when he wakes up. Mr. Hunter, take advantage of your danger A vampire in a state of forced starvation, um... this is really the first time I’ve heard of it.”

"Before Andre bites me to death," Lioness put away the dagger, pulled out the silver gun and loaded it, aiming at Dai Zhu, "I can kill you first."

"The smell of silver products in the blood clan will cause a lot of trouble." Dai Zhu spread his hands and reminded, "Don't be so nervous."

"Why did you bring me to the Blood Race?"

"Helping old friends solve relationship problems?"

"Click" the trigger sounded slightly, and Dai Zhu sighed helplessly: "In a sense, you and Andre are indeed a good match."

"The vampires have been hiding from the world for a long time, and humans have basically forgotten this race that brought disasters. This place is closed and safe. No matter what happens, no one will know until the vampires leave the forbidden area." Dai Zhu looked at the land shrouded in darkness, "A crisis that's near and unnoticed sounds scary, right?"

Reins' pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice sank: "What do you want to tell me? That Waldron,

Who is it again? "

"One of the crimes that Andre committed when he left the blood clan: patricide. Of course, this is only a crime in name. The main purpose of the blood clan to cultivate offspring is to expect one of them to bring death to themselves, so that the ethnic group can't wait to expel Andre. The reason is fear." Dai Zhu walked out from the shadow of the dead tree, his gaze skipped over every lighted window, "Fear of death, fear of wrath, Waldron is the source of these emotions."

"Waldron is the most typical vampire. His desire has no form or goal, and the meaning of existence is to fill the void. Killing food, mutilating his own kind, as long as it is possible to make him happy, he can do it no matter how deviant. He He is a complete lunatic, his behavior has no logic, and the reason behind all his evil deeds is purely because of 'fun'. As a famous vampire family, Waldron has very few descendants. Vampires respect his power, but they also look forward to his demise Andre was the longest-lived child of Waldron, and after he finally killed his own father, the respect Waldron built up disappeared, and the remaining fear of power was transferred to Andre .”

"So you expel your worries, in case another Waldron is born."

"The same is true of his wishes." Dai Zhu said.

The corners of Lyons' lips were tightly pursed, and the atmosphere was broken after a moment of stagnation, "Not necessarily."

Dai Zhu raised his eyebrows: "I don't know your basis, but during the hundreds of years I spent with Andre, he didn't belong to any blood race. Waldron was on top of Andre The boulder is also the 'matrix' that gave him life. Waldron's disappearance is the beginning of Andre's life and the end of his life. The meaning of his survival is to become stronger and then kill Waldron."

"Don't look at me that way, Lyons. No matter how absurd it sounds, that's Waldron's purpose. The will can arouse potential, and no one can bring Waldron to death except in extreme circumstances. Long We have a lot of past years, and Andre is much more dangerous than you think." Dai Zhu stopped talking, and consciously or unconsciously observed the situation in the house through the glass window.

"Waldron should have been lying in the cemetery. His heart was burned and his body was suppressed by a wooden stake. He was declared dead only after being confirmed by several elders and the blood emperor. So his return means many things, we don't I know why he came, but even death can't fill the void of desire. Vampires are undoubtedly terrifying creatures. The matter of divine blood is handled by Waldron. He is dedicated to studying the conversion between vampires and humans, but I don't know What exactly does he want to do." Dai Zhu said, "You are a meaningless attempt of mine, at least one more human being knows before the unknown danger occurs, so it seems that the blood race is fair and just, doesn't it?"

"It may also be Waldron's trick to confuse humans." Lyons did not dispel his guard against Dai Zhu. The blood race is a cunning creature, and he will only suffer for himself if he is not careful.

"You can guess like this." Dai Zhu replied, "I never liked blood clans. The difference between blood clans and blood clans is ordinary wheat beer and better wheat beer. They are all the same. Humans are different. Some of them have no offensive power. Apple cider, some stimulating whiskey. The end of the human race means that my fun is gone. If you want to give me a logic for my behavior, this is my answer."

Lioness looked at Dai Zhu silently, slowly let go of the finger on the trigger, and retracted the silver gun to his waist.

Dai Zhu expressed his gratitude to Lions for his "kindness" with a non-standard bow: "Say more, for my old friend, I hope you will take due responsibility. Of course, on the premise that you are not bitten to death by him Mr. Hunter, your emotions are hard to fathom. I always thought it was an expression of your feelings that you were willing to give up the royal family and go to the blood forbidden area, but now it seems..."

"As I said, I can tell the difference between desire and emotion." Lioness decisively interrupted Dai Zhu, refusing to discuss further on this topic.

Dai Zhu is the best at and loves to dig out some magical things at the critical point of human beings. Lions' reaction did not make him feel frustrated, but excited.

"Don't hide from yourself like that, Lyons, I think..."

Dai Zhu's words stopped abruptly, and before he "made an inch", the murder weapon pierced through the glass window and plunged deep into the dry tree trunk next to his ear.

"..." Dai Zhu maintained a polite smile, moved his pupils with a little embarrassment, and looked at the sharp weapon that was stuck into his neck a few inches away - an exquisitely crafted quill, with snow-white fluff still shaking in the wind.

Due to the extremely fast speed and great force, the glass window was not completely broken, but there was an extra hole with a crack.

Dai Zhu moved half a step in the direction opposite to the dead tree, quietly walking away from the deadly weapon.

The door, which was carefully closed, opened, and Andre held the doorknob, staring at the uninvited guest indifferently: "Dai Zhu, you seem to have lived too long."

"Before human beings die, my life still has meaning." Dai Zhu replied.

"Stop making jokes." Andre twirled another quill with his fingertips, his eyes wandered over Dai Zhu's body, as if he was thinking about where it would be better to start, "Should we settle the account of attracting Lyons to the blood race together? Calculate?"

"I don't think your attitude towards this matter is anger, Andre. Besides, I have other things to ask you." Dai Zhu changed the subject wisely before another quill flew out, and he I took out a slightly worn letter paper from inside the clothes, the letter paper was crumpled up, and due to the heavy writing force, a lot of ink seeped through the back of the paper, revealing large and small ink dots, "Adrian's letter, please see see?"

The quill returned to the fingertips from the state of being about to fly out, and Andre moved his gaze to the letter paper: "Adrian?"

"Your reaction is the same as mine, Andre." Dai Zhu unfolded the crumpled letter paper a little bit, "It is not so important to let Adrian write with a pen. It is worth inviting me into the house to do it Is it a guest?"

There are two blood nobles with outstanding abilities beside the blood emperor-Adrian and Cole.They come from different families, and they are the main force to defend Vijorel.

Cole's family is an orthodox aristocrat with a long history, while Adrian became a monk halfway through and won the position of prince by virtue of his strength.

The former is stable and reticent, while the latter is deviant, which is widely known among the blood race.

However, those who are familiar with Adrian know that the prince who was born in a slum did not like to read and write since he was a child, and the only few words he could write were those that Cole forced him to learn by some unknown means.Never write anything that can be solved with bat messages.

Andre looked down at the messy letter paper, feeling a little complicated.

There is very little content on the letter paper, but it occupies the entire page.The letters are crooked, and a word needs to be written in one line because of repeated revisions.

"..." Although the situation is urgent, we should not stick to the details.But this kind of scribbled and absurd secret letter still makes people want to press a certain handsome nobleman on the table to learn calligraphy.

"The content is probably that he and Cole are at the place agreed upon by you." Dai Zhu sensed Andre's emotions, and completed the question of delivering the contents of the letter on behalf of Adrian, "It's just a personal opinion, this... Adrian can’t be blamed entirely either. These written words are obviously Cole’s habit, and forcing illiterate people to write letters should be conscious of spending time.”

Andre sighed, and folded the unsightly letter paper: "Let Adrian ghostwrite to prove that Cole's situation is not very good."

"Where is the agreed place?" Dai Zhu asked.

"The library used to be dedicated to Vijorel." Andre replied, "but it was abandoned a long time ago."