When the blood race wears Omega

The wind blew his open coat, stripping away the remaining warmth in his chest.

The imprint on Jin Xingzhi's back waist suddenly lit up, and the glands also started to ache abnormally.It felt like stripping away everything related to Yin Ran—his pheromones, and his curse.

"Do not--"

Jin Xingzhi growled in despair, but the sense of deprivation came back intensified, completely cutting off all ties between him and Yin Ran.

"Don't... please..."

But just like the Blood Pact, no matter how tight the body is, those perceptions are still passing at the speed of light.

The pain of pulling away exceeded Jin Xingzhi's tolerance, and he was directly stunned by the severe pain.

Jin Xingzhi loosened his strength to struggle, and fell into the scattered snow.

The cold moonlight poured down, and the short and peaceful snow returned to the earth.

The heavy snow soon covered all the traces, covering all the parting of life and death, as if no one had ever been here.

"Never separate again."

Yin Ran fell into chaos, and all the wounds on his body began to heal quickly.

The last corner of the memory was neatly embedded in his mind like a puzzle, and a halo lit up.

When the halo dissipated, Yin Ran seemed to be standing on the cold and bloody land again.

The wind mixed with sand and dust blows dryly, blowing Yin's long hair.The silver bell next to his ear swayed lightly, and a mournful sound came out.

"Yin Ran! What are you waiting for?"

Yin Ran looked sideways expressionlessly, and saw the indifferent and sullen face—it was his mother.

He turned his head indifferently, without saying a word, he took a decisive step forward.

Dozens of lights and shadows rushed forward from a hundred meters away, starting the final battle of the battle.

Yin Ran slaughtered all the way, and before he had time to see who was in front of him, the other party was already lying on the ground.

Thick blood stained his hands, piled up layer upon layer, and then rubbed against the next person.

The stench filled the air overwhelmingly, and as far as the eye could see was the dust left behind after it dissipated.

Wails and screams were everywhere, echoing in the empty palace.

The gorgeous decoration was shattered by the fight, and it lay sadly in the corner.

When passing by the promenade, Yin Ran tore off a long veil and covered it with the blooming red roses.

Blood splashed on the veil, and the flower branches trembled slightly.

The blood stained the wall layer by layer, and finally disappeared the only remaining tenderness.

After fighting all the way to the center of the palace, Yin Ran finally stopped.

The ruler of the old system sat on the throne, and his majesty seemed inviolable.

The person on the throne knocked heavily on the scepter in his hand: "I strangled like that back then, but the prophecy has come true."

Yin Ran raised her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up in an unkind way: "Have you ever thought that if there was no strangling back then, they wouldn't have created me like this."

Listening to Yin Ran's words, the man cast a condescending glance, and let out a teasing sound from his nasal cavity.

Yin Ran pursed the corners of her mouth, a sharp flash flashed in her scarlet eyes, and her tone was involuntarily tough: "Are you doing it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

The man snorted lightly, took out a slender silver nail from the palm of his hand, and pierced it vertically into his heart.

"Don't think that you win if I die, sink into the loneliness of immortality." He yelled cursing words frantically, "You monster, you will never die well!"

At the same time as the ending sound fell, the man sitting on the throne turned into smoke and dust.

The dark gray smoky soil covered the golden decoration of the throne, covering its original dazzling light.

The scepter then fell, and the huge gem on the top of the scepter fell straight to the ground.

At the same time, a phantom suddenly appeared beside Yin Ran.

Mother grabbed the scepter as quickly as possible, rubbing the red gemstone over and over again with her palm.

She held up the scepter, stepped up the steps in front of the throne step by step with unconcealed excitement, and sat in the position she dreamed of, her movements were exactly the same as that of the man who had just disappeared.

She praised Yin Ran with joy: "Well done."

Yin Ran raised his eyes lightly, and the silver bell next to his ear rang slightly, and he asked his mother, "Are you happy?"

There was no fluctuation in that voice, like a machine that had been programmed.

The woman moved her body forward and said excitedly: "Aren't you happy? From now on, no one will be able to bully us. Take a look, look here, this is where we should live."

Yin Ran moved her eyes away, avoiding that heavy emotion: "No, you can enjoy it. I have completed what I promised, and from now on, there will be no relationship between us."

With that said, Yin Ran wanted to turn around and leave.

"Aran," the woman called out eagerly, "come to mother."

Yin Ran stood still suddenly, and the woman behind her continued to say, "Even if you have to leave, let mother take another look at you."

The voice was soft, splitting the sound of fighting outside the hall, surrounding Yin Ran.

Yin Ran turned sideways, looked at the woman's outstretched arms, gritted her teeth, turned around, and approached slowly.

When Yin Ran was only half a meter away from her, the kindness on the woman's face changed suddenly, and a silver knife pierced straight into his heart.

As if she had expected it long ago, Yin Ran didn't struggle, allowing the woman to pierce the blade deeper.

Different from Yin Ran's silence, the woman chattered: "You are too dangerous. Today you can bring us here, and tomorrow you can bring others here. How do you want me to sit in this position with peace of mind? Huh?"

Yin Ran was noncommittal, and her emotions were almost calm.

Blood overflowed from the knife edge, but Yin Ran didn't even blink his eyes, but raised his voice and said, "Now, can I go?"

Seeing that Yin Ran showed no signs of dying, the woman moved her finger down and cut her fingertips with the blade, and the blood flowed forward along the thin groove of the blade.

The blood melted into Yin Ran's skin and quickly brought changes to his body.

The blade of the silver knife seemed to heat up, and the pain caused by the knife wound on his chest suddenly doubled, and Yin Ran could even hear the sound of the flesh being roasted.

Yin Ran tried to pull out the knife, but was beaten back by a burning sensation when touching the handle.

Yin Ran was half bent, her long hair slipping down from her shoulders in a mess.

He gritted his teeth: "What did you do?"

The woman raised her hand and drew a bloody mark on Yin Ran's side face with her fingertips.

"From the day you accepted to be a monster, I thought that one day you would be out of my control. So from the very beginning, I manipulated you. Ordinary methods can't kill you, but if you add close relatives blood, this immunity is weakened."

Yin Ran supported his chest, a strong sense of devouring surrounded him.He sneered: "Aren't you afraid that people who hate me will find out and take your blood to kill me?"

"Of course I'm afraid, so I have to do it first." The woman's vicious eyes became deeper and deeper, "Aran, you have today, I can only blame you for being too soft-hearted."

Yin Ran coughed heavily, and the blood flowed across his throat and poured into his parched mouth.He raised his hand to wipe away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the woman without saying a word.

The woman twirled her healed fingertips: "By the way, don't you know that your useless father died at my hands?"

She laughed out loud: "Who made him so weak? Being by your side will only be a drag, and it can inspire your revenge. It is already his best destination. He should thank me for letting him die so meaningfully." .”

Yin Ran's eyes moved, and he knelt down on one knee uncontrollably.

"Aran, don't struggle, go with peace of mind."

The pain in her heart seemed to be added with a layer of strange emotions, Yin Ran pulled down the silver bell next to her ear with one hand, and knocked hard on the ground.

The force of the impact opened the exquisite mechanism of the silver bell, and the silver bell instantly turned into a sharp weapon with two heads.

Yin Ran gathered her strength and raised her hand, the sharp blade pierced through the woman's chest and nailed it to the exquisite and gorgeous gate.

A stream of blood flowed from the deformed silver bell, destroying the intact relief.

The woman's laughter stopped abruptly, she stared blankly at her chest, before she could raise her head, she fell straight to the ground.

After a while, her body dissipated and merged with the dust.

Yin Ran watched all this with helpless eyes, a line of tears fell from the corner of her eyes for some reason.

At the same time, Yin from another world was infected with poison, and the toxin was forced into his heart, depriving him of his life.

A strong sense of resonance shook Yin Ran's heart, tearing his soul apart.

Suddenly, the notebook he had been carrying on his chest emitted a light blue light.

Yin Ran remembered that after the magic circle ended, he became a monster in everyone's eyes.Those people were afraid of him, yet had to cling to him.

That night, a grandmother secretly slipped him a notebook while the other clansmen were out, and asked him to carry it with him.

Yin Ran didn't speak, and the next day, the grandma died while fleeing.

I can't explain why, but since then, Yin Ran has kept the notebook on his body and never left it.

Yin Ran touched the book emitting a strange light with his blood-stained hand, and the blue light suddenly turned red.

A huge magic circle was born under him, and flames rose from the magic circle, shrinking around him at an extremely fast speed.

A burst of dazzling light exploded in the center of the palace, and Yin Ran and Benzi disappeared into the palace together.

His soul fragments were transported to another world, and when he opened his eyes again, he almost forgot everything.

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but the first thing Yin Ran, who had experienced a demise, opened his eyes was Jin Xingzhi who was forced to entangle with his fate.

Memories are twisted and entangled in one place, trying to tear time and space apart.Yin Ran's vision was pitch black, but she still lost consciousness.

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Jin Xingzhi fell into an endless nightmare.

In his dream, he saw Yin Ran covered in blood standing on a sea of ​​corpses piled up in mountains.The sticky wind blew his long hair, and the heavy bloodstains at the end of the hair fought against the wind, and were finally lifted reluctantly.

Yin Ran half turned around, glanced at him from a height, and then looked away.

Jin Xingzhi kept running forward and shouting, but he could only watch Yin Ran get further and further away from him in despair.

"Don't go." Jin Xingzhi murmured, fine beads of sweat gathered and dripped from his forehead, "Don't go."

"Yin Ran—" Jin Xingzhi suddenly got up from the bed.

The pain and heat of frostbite gnawed at his skin, making him ache.

This is his new home.

He had no time to worry about how he got back, he just wanted to find Yin Ran.

He tried his best to support himself, but when he raised his hand, he accidentally touched the vase on the bedside.

The roses in the vase fell to the ground and lay on the debris-strewn floor.A few petals were cruelly peeled off, telling the sadness.

Looking at the fragments on the ground, Jin Xingzhi knelt on the ground collapsed, with his hands close to the fragments.

Jin Xingzhi remembered that Yin Ran put this vase here by himself, and he also picked the roses by himself.

At that time, he also said——

"One every day, from now on, my flowers will only be given to you."

Crystal tears fell in the fragments, dismembered to pieces.

"Liar, you are a liar."

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and Si Ye walked in.

Seeing the mess on the ground, Si Ye let out a "huh": "I'll die as soon as I wake up? Shouldn't I save you?"

Jin Xingzhi didn't look up, just closed his eyes and let the tears flow wantonly.

"Aren't you going to explain to me?" Si Ye gasped, "The data on your wristband has been connected to me all the time, and it suddenly made me a headache last night. You didn't answer my call, you could only follow the location Go find it. What happened? Boy, you two are lying in the snow covered in blood. What? You have to take each other away if you haven’t made love? If I was late yesterday—"

Jin Xingzhi suddenly raised his head, his eyes were flickering with fear or hope: "What did you say?!"

Si Ye curled his lips helplessly: "I said if I—"

Jin Xingzhi interrupted Si Ye hastily, shook his head and said, "No, no, you said Yin Ran was lying on the snow beside me last night?"

"En." Si Ye responded, but the ending sound seemed a little hesitant because of Jin Xingzhi's abnormal reaction.

Jin Xingzhi suddenly got up from the ground and said emotionally, "Where is he?! Where is he now?"

"In another room, Ah Chao is—"

Before Si Ye finished speaking, Jin Xingzhi suddenly rushed out of the room.

At the same time, the door across the entire living room was also opened, and Yin Ran was standing at the door of that room with the same mood.

The morning sun turned slowly and sprinkled from a corner of the window, connecting a light path between the two.

Jin Xingzhi burst into tears, but couldn't make a sound at all.

The two ran towards each other at the same time, hugging each other tightly.

The excitement made Jin Xingzhi completely forget the pain on his body, and hugged the person in his arms without restraint.

After a while, Yin Ran felt short of breath. With a hoarse voice, he whispered in Jin Xingzhi's ear, "Ah Zhi, take it easy, I can't help it right now."

Hearing Yin Ran's weak voice, Jin Xingzhi hurriedly let go of his arms and looked Yin Ran up and down.

Yin Ran pursed her smile, pulled up Jin Xingzhi's trembling palm, and pressed it against her chest.

"Did you hear that? This is the heartbeat of human beings, and it also belongs to you. Ah Zhi, I am no longer special."

As if he didn't understand Yin Ran's meaning, Jin Xingzhi looked into his eyes in confusion.

"It seems that I... have completely become a human being. From now on, we will live together, grow old, sick and die together."

Yin Ran paused for a moment, and clearly bit out the last four words of that sentence: "Never separate again."

Jin Xingzhi blinked sluggishly, the tears accumulated in his eyes were finally overwhelmed and fell on the sun-paved floor.

"Remember what you said." Jin Xingzhi gasped tremblingly, "Don't try to lie to me again."

He hugged Yin Ran's waist, pressed his whole body into his arms, and sucked his lips deeply.

The morning light flowed, gradually enveloping the two of them completely under the sunlight.

In the entangled kiss, Yin Ran's voice repeated vaguely: "Well, never separate again."