[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

"Aren't you like this to everyone?" Chu Yixi felt a little hot all over from being teased by him. When he changed back, he found a topic to divert his attention, but threw himself into the vinegar vat for no reason.

Thinking that Tokatsu would be so gentle and patient with people other than him, he wished he could gouge out the eyes of everyone who had seen Tokatsu!

It seemed a little unrealistic for a branch to support the weight of two adults, Tokatsu jumped off the tree and sat under the tree with his arm around the waist.

"No, it's only for beauties."

His words undoubtedly made Chu Yixi very happy, as if a gap had suddenly opened in his boring and long eternal life, and a ray of sunlight had penetrated.

The feeling of this ray of light being completely sprinkled on him made him addicted to it.

He directly grabbed Tokia by the collar and pulled him over, and rubbed his mouth on the pale pink lips.

This man seems to have honey on his mouth, everywhere is sweet, as he said, he hates bitterness and likes sweetness.

Shi Xia turned against the guest, pressed his head to deepen the kiss, and demanded the liquid in his mouth until the tip of his tongue was numb.

His hand moved down, and finally landed on the somewhat slender waist to rub and knead, causing Chu Yixi to tremble slightly, and his breathing became more and more unsteady.

"Okay, I don't want to be surrounded by people."

Chu Yixi's eyes were narrowed by his kiss, and when he felt comfortable, he pushed the person aside, a typical turn-on-face denial.

Shi Xia looked at his red blood dripping ear tips, helplessly covered his face and smiled, he suddenly discovered that the beauty actually had the attribute of being arrogant.

When Vesta came back in despair, she found that Chu Yixi had changed back, and the atmosphere between the two of them seemed to be more viscous.

Although he didn't feel anything, the atmosphere between them was enviable.

"Didn't find it?" Shixia moved him a place, and then hugged his cool pillow.

Chu Yixi felt a little uncomfortable being pressed by him, so she lay down on his lap at a comfortable angle, and opened her mouth to take the cherries he fed.

Sometimes he even felt that Tokatsu was like a pocket, from which he could take out something anytime, anywhere.

"Well, I clearly remember putting it in my pocket." Vesta frowned, and finally sighed.

"Forget it." He looked at the castle not far away, and almost couldn't wait to see the person who touched his heart, but he was afraid of seeing him.

He admitted that he was timid, he was afraid that if he saw Willis, the dream of being spied on by him would become a reality.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart suddenly stopped, as if there were a pair of unknown hands kneading his heart, and they held it firmly without hesitation.

Gusts of cool wind began to blow around, and the sky instantly turned black as if ink had been painted over, thick as if it would fall at any moment, giving the impression of a mountain rain coming.

Everyone started to move forward after resting, but looking at the iron gate with ancient patterns in front of it, no one dared to touch it.

"Squeak..." While they were hesitating, the iron gate suddenly started to move by itself, cooperating with the ground to make a teeth-stinging friction, which made them back subconsciously.

Some people even swallowed nervously, subconsciously putting their hands on their weapons.

Shi Xia burst out laughing, appearing a little prominent in this silent space.

Ignoring people's glaring eyes, he stepped forward and pushed open the heavy door, revealing the towering but quiet castle, and the courtyard was full of withered flowers that could not be seen.

The yard is very quiet, as if no one has lived in it for a long time, and the huge castle is depressing.

Shixia stretched out his hand and folded the withered flower, which was invisible, and sniffed it close to the tip of his nose.

"Poppy? It has a meaning."

He looked meaningfully at Vesta who was standing not far away, stretched out his hand to flick the bat on his shoulder, and rubbed it with the tip of his nose.

Everyone is familiar with Tokika's strange hobby.

Everyone knows that he cherishes his bat very much, although they don't know what is good about keeping bats, they can't do anything, it's better to keep a cat to catch mice.

Shi Xia ignored their eyes at all, walked around, opened the half-hidden door of the hall, and walked in, leaving behind a cloud of dark red.

Vista looked at the door and tightened his fingers, and then followed him in.

"Let's go, take all your weapons." The mayor ordered, and then followed behind Vesta.

Vesta has done a lot in the past few days, and he has managed to change the townspeople's attitude towards him. Although he has not fully trusted him before, at least they are willing to trust him.

After Vesta walked in, she looked up at the person sitting on the chair in the middle.

Although the whole body was surrounded by impenetrable darkness, he was able to accurately locate the person's position.

Knowing that the person was there, the restless and complicated mood instantly calmed down, as if someone had thrown a handful of stars into his eyes.

Willis snapped his fingers, and the dazzling light rose from above, making people's eyes sore, and they couldn't help but stretch out their hands to cover their eyes to adapt to the sudden strong light.

"I don't know if you are here, but I have something to ask the king."

Willis' tone was cold, his fingers circled around the top of the goblet in his hand.

He looked at the bright red liquid with indifference in his eyes, and he didn't want to look up at the person who was almost engraved in his soul.

"You released so many disgusting things and asked us what's the matter? You monster!"

Someone couldn't help scolding him, and spit on the smooth marble floor.

Willis frowned, and before anyone could react, he dodged to the man's side, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Did anyone tell you to be polite when you go to someone else?"

The tone seemed to tell him not to be so careless next time, but the movements on his hands became more and more cruel.

Blood races all have serious cleanliness fetishes, and if they dirty a little on their territory, they are provoking them, unless they are voluntary.

There seemed to be a flash of red light in his pupils, like a gorgeous and obscene poppy, it directly cut off the man's neck.

The weapon in the man's hand fell, and there was a crisp bang. Willis' eyes were confused for a moment. Seeing the man who had died in his hand, he subconsciously looked at Vesta like a child who had made a mistake, and finally turned his gaze back. Be deadpan.

Throwing people on the spot lightly, ignoring their shocked eyes, he sat back on the chair again, but his slightly trembling hands revealed his mood.

"You inhuman monster! Killing someone for no reason, we must kill him! The gods will help us, right?"

"The gods will definitely help us destroy him!"

They looked at their dead companions sadly, and the anger in their hearts grew stronger, but their eyes looked hopefully at Vesta who stood still and stared at the high seat.

They clearly say that they no longer trust, but they can always push out the people who have been hurt the most by them at the most dangerous time.

Vesta just stared at the man closely, he didn't believe that Willis would suddenly kill someone for no reason.

"This...Prince, we are here to negotiate this time."

Vesta looked at him and said, his tone was as gentle as ever, but it didn't make that person look up at him.

"What are you negotiating for? Why don't you just kill him! Anyway, it's just him now!"

A young man's tone was contemptuous, and he didn't learn the lesson of his dead comrades. He only felt that there were so many people in him, so would he still be afraid of something neither human nor ghost?

The darkness gradually descended outside the castle, attracting countless pairs of red eyes approaching, and the silent night gradually surrounded the entire castle with heavy breathing.

"Then let's not talk about it." Willis raised his head, his pupils were as red as thick blood that was about to drip, and his smile was devouring blood, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

The people standing in the hall were subconsciously backed away by his fright, but were forced to retreat into the courtyard, only to see overwhelming vampires gathered in the courtyard, almost forming an impenetrable net.

Their expressions gradually became dignified, with a little despair, but when they thought of their relatives at home, they cheered up in an instant.

The group of vampires seemed to be frozen, and at a certain moment, it seemed that someone had pushed the gears, and they began to rush towards the group of people in unison.