Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

He is also friendly, full of sunlight and the smell of grass and trees, and the blood seems to have never touched him. It is really hard to believe that such a person is a member of the dark blood clan.

"Yes, people who have done wrong things will naturally be in awe of these things." Ansair replied softly.Then he turned his head to look at Noy, who was silent next to her as if he had fallen into a sculpture state again, and smiled friendlyly. "Noy, it's good to see you safe and sound. Everyone is worried about you."

Nuoyi silently turned his gaze to his face, paused for two seconds, then retracted lightly, without answering.Although there was no expression on her face, Feng Wuyang somehow felt that Noy didn't like the person in front of her very much.

"Noy..." Feng Wuyang murmured with some worry, and turned to look at Ansair, who was still standing there with a smile, gentle and calm, as if he didn't know anything.

"Where did Diolot and the others go?" Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Feng Wuyang quickly changed the subject.

"They're in the woods." Ansair smiled. "There have been more and more crows and bats flying around the manor recently, and everyone is preparing for Sabat's door-to-door greeting."

"Ah... Sure enough." Feng Wuyang nodded, and then sighed a little worriedly. "By then, this place will no longer be peaceful."

Ansair softly opened his lips to appease, "Don't worry, Sabat hasn't attracted everyone's attention. After all, the few people here are all well-known figures in Divandale and Kamalila. .” After that, he himself laughed first.

"Yes..." Feng Wuyang smiled wryly. "I just don't know why... I'm still a little worried..."

"Trust everyone." Ansair lowered his eyes and gently stroked the flowers in front of him with a smile. "It will end peacefully soon..."

Feng Wuyang wanted to say something else, but Noy beside her suddenly stepped forward quietly and prepared to leave.Feng Wuyang was stunned for a moment, followed quickly, turned around and gave Ansair a sorry look, and then followed Noi to the woods.

"..." The aura of the two of them got farther and farther away and then disappeared. Then Ansair slowly raised his head to look at the sunny sky above his head, and sighed softly after a while.

"Summer is coming to an end...but it's still...very hot..."

No.20 Two Nights Crashing the Tower of Original Sin [Part [-]]

The moonlight in that place was still bright red, as if blood was about to drip from the wound in the sky.

In the small pavilion with simple and elegant colors, the fingertips of an elegantly sitting woman caressing the carved box, under the fingertips flow like metal, the deep and lustrous wood sets off the white and almost transparent long fingertips, inexplicably rendering a touch of sadness and strangeness. color.

"Your Majesty is getting impatient."

"The task must be completed in two days."

Although there is only one person, there are still two completely different female voices coexisting and communicating with each other.

"Where are Nizel and the others now? It's too slow."

"Perhaps..." "Have you been unable to bear the breath of the human world in just a few days?" His voice was interrupted by a young man in a light gray robe who suddenly appeared in the courtyard with a low smile. A pair of bright almond eyes gleamed on the delicate face like a garden rose, and there was an indescribable teasing smile. "Sure enough, none of the people who came out of [Secret Society] is normal."

"Your Excellency Fitz." The woman sitting in the pavilion finally turned around slowly, presenting her face under the moonlight.

It was a beautiful face that might at first glance be creepy.If it's a beauty, it's nothing, but on such a face, there are two completely different but equally beautiful faces, they seem to come from two independent people, but for some reason they finally piece together One person, but in this way they still only belong to themselves, just turning one face into two.

It was a woman with two completely different and completely independent faces on the left and right.

Dark blue long curly hair hangs over her shoulders. Although the tone of the whole person is dark and deep, the two halves of different faces unexpectedly have the same pair of beautiful light blue eyes, which are clear and indifferent. The color makes her eye-catching and amazing visual effect when facing people, but she can't even ignore it.The slender and enchanting figure was set off by the gorgeous and complicated black gothic lace dress. She was sitting there with the exquisite and strange little wooden box on her lap. When the two half faces saw the people in the courtyard, Instead, they showed the same expression - helpless and unwelcoming.

"Your Excellency Fitz." Although there was only one mouth, there was still a clear difference in the voices of the two.One is deep, the other is clear, but it is very easy to identify.

"As noble Delocas nobles, it is really difficult for us to understand why you show such a comfortable and relaxed expression in this human world full of filth and stench."

Fitz also showed a helpless and weak smile, it seemed that his attitude towards them was extremely speechless. "Lelia, Biretta, when will you two stop discriminating against Althea and the human world?"

"It's not discrimination." Although the two have independent thoughts, they always seem to be consistent on this point. "Beings that have begun to lose their blood are destined to be trampled under our feet. And human beings, stupid and rotten creatures of infinite power, do not deserve our attention."

"Sure enough, it's Sabat." Fitzbie began to twitch the corners of his mouth speechlessly.Whenever he faces... no, probably all Sabats will feel deeply powerless when facing this person... or these two people... Although Sabat is extremely contemptuous of mixed blood and For the weak, but there are not many people who are sincere to the level of these two people.

"Okay, don't talk about this yet." Fitz shook the robe on his body and looked at them again. "I have just received news that Caesar and the others will arrive tomorrow morning at the latest. You are ready."

Tapping the wooden box with their fingertips lightly, the women pulled the corners of their mouths to reveal a creepy and weird smile.

"We can go anytime."

Fitz narrowed his almond eyes slightly, looked at them for a while and laughed without saying anything, and the people in the room had already gone away.

"Then go ahead and I'll be there on time."

Nom Cole watched the bat on his fingertips dissipate into a puff of smoke, and a faint sneer slowly appeared on his cold face.

"Fitz."

"uh-huh?"

"This time..." He turned his head slowly, and there was a disapproving gleam in his dark pupils. "Seriously."

"See what you said." Fitz leaned on the sofa and chuckled, the beautiful face buried in the fluffy collar showed a smile that was extraordinarily dazzling and bright. "At this time, who can still play."

Nom Cole didn't answer, his eyes swept over him quietly, and he left the room. "have a rest."

Whether the next time I open my eyes is before death or something else, no one can say for sure.

Seemingly able to understand the deep meaning of his three short words, Fitz lowered his head and smiled lowly, slowly clenching the sharp ten fingers tucked into his robe.

"The final battle..."

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Crow, who was squatting on the icy spire of Eagle Fort, slowly raised his eyes. Under the dim light, the dazzling blood-red pupils were as deep and intoxicating as wine sealed in a crystal bottle, but exuded a chill.

Stretching his wings, he turned and fell down the Gothic tower, raised his hand and jumped in through the corridor window, just in time to meet Ronald who was coming from the corner.

"Vampire's voice." He shook his wings and retracted them, and said slowly to Ronald, who was slowing down.

Looking down at the book he was holding in his hand, Ronald smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Crowe."

"Is there nothing going on in Sabat?" Crowe shook his head to change the subject and asked, a trace of worry appeared on his beautiful and charming face. "It's so quiet, even a vampire."

"The calmer it is, the more it proves that everything is about to start." Ronald chuckled. "Don't be too nervous."

"I always feel that something is not right." Crowe shook his head, his frowning brows still could not be stretched.He thought for a while and looked at Ronald for a few moments, then turned around and spread his wings and flew out of the window. "I'll go outside and have a look."

"Be careful." Ronald did not stop him, but only sighed softly. "Sabat must be around."

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention." Even though he said that, Ronald could still hear the indifference in his voice.Although the advantage of talent is in front of him, he doesn't feel that it is guaranteed at all.There are definitely not a few people in this world who can resist [Fei Lian]. Now I just hope that Sabat doesn't come to the door so soon...

Back in the living room, everyone who had just finished their lunch work gathered around drinking tea. Seeing this, Ronald put away the heavy expression on his face and smiled.

"Since everyone is here, I don't need to bother to find it." After a pause, he went to sit next to Diolot, raised his eyes and looked at his companions who were watching him. "Some jobs may need to be assigned in advance."

Everyone didn't speak first, just waiting for his voice.

"Without the information, we don't know who Sabat will send over next. But I'm sure they won't let anyone except [Heavenly King] and the 'Secret Society'. But these people are enough We bothered..."

"In it, the blood sacrifice is the strongest, and I