Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

For the proud Fanzhuo people, everything he did at the beginning has already become a strong evidence that he does not meet an excellent Fanzhuo nobleman. Zhuo clan's attitude towards him.

But he doesn't care, he doesn't have any concerns about the Fanzhuo clan, if it wasn't for the inherited identity of [King's Servant], he wouldn't mind throwing away that dazzling surname to become an ordinary blood clan.

"I want to see the elder." Standing at the door, he glanced at the gatekeeper, and ordered with his lips parted coldly and without any fluctuation.

"Master Elder is receiving guests, please wait for Master Diolot." The guard's attitude was even colder than his.

Diolot's red lips moved coquettishly, and her clear voice was lazy and dangerous. "Whatever. Anyway, we delayed the king's order and we will be punished together."

"...Your subordinate will report now." The guard gave him a sneaky look, bowed his head and said something humbly, then knocked on the door and entered the room.

Diolot kept a sneer and waited.

After a while, the guard bowed his head and walked out the door, "My lord is waiting for you, please."

Without looking around, he stepped in the door.

The elder of the Vanjo clan is not the only one in the living room.Several young vampires fought side by side, seemingly waiting for orders.

Diolot glanced casually and understood.The blood clan who has just grown up in the clan is about to be sent out for training, and then decides his final will, whether it is the Blood Sect or the Camarilla.

Or end up in the dark bosom of Sabat.

The great elder of the Vanjo clan sat behind the desk with a solemn expression, and his eyes followed Diolot since he entered the room.

Of course, his gaze was accompanied by all kinds of attention from those young vampires.

Diolot went straight to the elder's desk, and nodded slightly as a salute. "Elder."

"I was surprised to hear that you came back." Elder Fanzhuo did not express any anger at his rudeness, but responded calmly. "You haven't set foot in this place for thousands of years."

"Then I have to thank everyone for not forgetting me." Diolot said with a smile on his lips, but the look in his eyes was very cold.

"You are getting sharper and sharper, Diolotte." Elder Fanzhuo looked at him and said slowly. "You have been very isolated in the clan, and having such a personality will not do you any good."

"Elder Xie is concerned, but I don't have time to pay attention to other people." Diolot snorted lightly. "I came back this time to ask you for the 'key'."

Hearing the "key", Elder Fanzhuo's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were a little sharper. "You still don't give up?"

"Why should I give up?" Diolot laughed mockingly. "Elder, we agreed at the beginning, are you going to go back on your word?"

"So you've found something?" Elder Fanzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly. "Diolot, I really can't underestimate you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Diolot smiled nonchalantly.He raised his hand and lightly brushed his hair on the sideburns, with various gestures. "So, Elder, do you agree or not?"

"Is there any room for me to go back on my word?" Elder Fan Zhuo suddenly showed a smile on his face. "Although I expected that you would come to me for the 'key', I didn't expect it to be so soon." He stood up, walked to the side of the bookshelf, took down a book, put it on the table and pushed it to Diolo in front of Te.

"The 'key' is inside."

Just as Diolot stretched out his hand to take it, Elder Fanzhuo suddenly held him down.

"What are you doing?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Although I believe you, I still want to ask you what you got." Elder Fan Zhuo said, staring into his eyes.

"..." Diolot stared at him in silence for a moment, then smiled suddenly, with an astonishing charm in his eyes.He looked into Elder Fanzhuo's eyes, and there was something in the depths that moved him extremely.

The bright red lips with beautiful curves opened slightly, and slowly spit out a few words.

"An, Syria, Li, Ya."

Elder Fan Zhuo hesitated slightly, then slowly straightened his waist, but his gaze was always facing him.

"Okay." He nodded slowly and said softly.Then he laughed with satisfaction. "Good! As expected of Diolotte!"

Diolot raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, picked up the book and shook it at him. "I have to go now."

"Go." Elder Fanzhuo sat back in his seat in relief, and waved to him kindly. "be careful."

Diolot glanced at him and nodded slightly with a smile.

"I see."

Watching Diolot leave the living room, Elder Fanzhuo once again turned his attention to several young Fanzhuo bloodlines who were waiting aside.

"What do you want to say?"

"...Is that the eldest son of Lord Mondbat, Lord Diolot?" A blood race hesitated and asked tentatively. "I heard that he..."

"Very incompetent?" Elder Fanzhuo slightly raised an eyebrow. "Very cowardly?"

"...We also heard what others said..." The blood clan youths looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"Since you are adults, you should have the ability to distinguish reality." Elder Fan Zhuo said lightly. "What kind of person is that? It's not something others can say right. If any of you have the ability to enter the Blood Sect to act in the future, you will naturally understand that person."

"...Yes, I would like to follow the elder's instruction." Several young people saluted respectfully.

Elder Fanzhuo didn't speak, but just looked at the closed door silently, thinking of something about that person again in his mind.

Diolot.He was the one who gave this name at the beginning, and even his father, Mondebat, hadn't figured out what the name meant.

Maybe he was once disappointed and worried about that child's performance, but now, he is very satisfied.

Thinking about it, a subtle smile appeared on Elder Fan Zhuo's face.

"...the thorns of darkness." The thorns can only mature when they are buried in flesh and blood. If they want to stretch out their thorns, they must first feed them with their own flesh and blood.Pain from pain.Diolot, I hope that one day, your fangs can tear apart the prison of this isolated island and drive out this bloody nightmare completely.

—The world lies and is true, my dear girl.Who crumpled the white paper of the past, and who smeared the stain on the canvas. ——You need to believe in the meaning of the oath.

— next night.Time and darkness torn apart, please don't look at him with your eyes.Because of the lost shadow, who planned the world.This is a vampire's feast. - Reality has lost its boundaries.

No.12 Silence of the Night, The Pain of Fate 【Part [-]】

The first time I went to Fengjia Island was at the request of my uncle, Duke Les, to investigate the family's follow-up development plan.

At that time, Diolot had just recovered and was taken to the Blood Sect for systematic training. He couldn't bear the boredom alone and agreed.

That inconspicuous little island in the middle of the vast ocean actually hides a big family that used to be in the bloody continent.

So on the one hand, he had nothing to do, and on the other hand, he decided to set foot on Fengjia Island because of his curiosity about the family.

The first time I went there, the eyes of the residents on the island were very unfriendly.

In addition to the blood clan of the Feng family, the residents of Fengjia Island also have loyal humans and blood servants, as well as a small number of half-blood clans.They and their masters have both prosperity and loss, and they are more or less terrified when they face a guest from a distant family that has judged them and now has no clear purpose.

Even the people of the Feng family are the same.

He remembered that when he went to the island that day, several elders of the Feng family came, as well as several older children of the Feng family.The child's eyes are the most honest. From the moment he met their eyes, he knew that this visit would not be too pleasant.

But as an eyewitness to that change, he could imagine the mood of Feng Ruchen, the head of the Feng family, so facing his silent but slightly desolate expression, he felt pity for this family.

"At the suggestion of Uncle Falbert, I'm just here to visit Feng's house, please don't be too nervous." He tried to be friendly, but he still couldn't change the sharp gazes of those people.Feng Ruchen used the majesty of the patriarch to force them to look away, and then smiled at him helplessly. "Please don't mind. They're not sensible yet."

In fact, according to the age of the blood clan, he is about the same age as the older children of the Feng family.But perhaps it was the influence of the environment that made them seem to have such a large distance.

"No, they're brilliant," he said humbly.

"The eldest son, Tu Yu, did not come." Feng Ruchen said. "Your personalities are very similar."

"I look forward to our meeting." He smiled.

But before Feng Ruchen introduced his eldest son, Feng Tuyu, he met them ahead of time.

yes they are.Feng Tuyu, and his younger sister, Feng Wuyang.

The scenery of Fengjia Island is very good. He will take a walk on the island alone in his spare time. Those dense forests separate different families of Fengjia followers and connect them into a whole. The Xiaoxiang family who are good at planting, or the Gong family who are good at healing, these human beings mixed with non-human blood but nothing special really opened his eyes.

Here he met the two children of the Xiaoxiang family, Xiaoxiangchen and Xiaoxiangjin, who managed the flower fields and gardens of the Fengjia Island.Although the families on Fengjia Island generally do not welcome his arrival, but because of their status, they are at most indifferent towards him