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"Moli, listen to your mother. Go outside from the tunnel under the storage room in a while, and don't look back no matter what happens. From now on, this is no longer your home. This necklace can hide your breath. If you If you don’t meet someone from the Chengmo family afterwards, you must not take off this necklace.”

The woman hugged Moli, her eyes fell on the figure who was about to enter the manor outside the window, and she sighed.

"It's your misfortune to be born into a pure-blood family. It doesn't matter if you hate me in the future. Mom just wants you to live."

So no matter what, don't look back.

Moli was pushed into the tunnel, and she looked back at her mother's eyes with a calm expression, the azure blue was rubbed with too much emotion that she had never seen before.The thick book was stuffed stiffly into her arms, and at the end of her vision, the iron door slowly closed.

At this moment, she remembered that she was not only Jiulan Moli, but the soul hidden in this body belonged to the girl Wang Qingmo who died in another world.And all of this seems to have come from a game to reality.The deep fog, the off-track road, everything is different.

She leaned on the wall and ran in the dark corridor, her panting echoed in the empty space, the front seemed endless, and she would never see the light.His slender body was shivering slightly with a chill.She didn't dare to stop, fearing the endless position behind her.If this is a dream, can I wake up earlier?

tick-

Moli raised her eyes, and the sound of water dripping to the ground could be heard clearly. Water fell from a narrow gap one foot in front of her. The crystal clear liquid gathered into a puddle that was neither shallow nor deep.The girl's red eyes were reflected in the darkness, and her lips subconsciously curved just right.Standing on tiptoe, she pushes away the rusty iron plate with immature hands, the moonlight falls on her cheeks, and the huge fire snake swallows and swallows Sachiko in the distance, nibbling away at the old place in the night.

Moli lowered her hands and laughed softly. The cold night swallowed up the thick smoke and dust, making the moonlight blurred.She can no longer see her mother's smile, nor can she see the blue jasmine that once bloomed beside the marble columns.The nails were embedded in flesh and blood, and the whitened joints showed her anger.The home where we spent our childhood together under the moonlight was buried by the scorching flames, and the air was filled with the faint scent of blood and the sweetness of jasmine, which penetrated into the bottom of my heart together.That's the smell of mother, the death of pure blood, nothing more than being attacked in the head and heart, that is falling into eternal sleep, returning to the dust.Now, she is alone again.

A bone-chilling coldness rose from within Moli, and she strode in the opposite direction, rushing into the leafy shelter.Rubbing the cool temperature between her nape with her palm, she felt at ease.That woman, the creator of her second life, her mother, she cannot forget...

The road ahead is full of accumulated water, and the crescent moon is like silver, accompanying us all the way.

Chapter [-] Uncle

Xia Ye was not as usual, but was bone-chillingly cold. She dragged her tired legs and ran along the trail that didn't know where.The crescent moon is like silver, reflecting a bright pool of water, shining brightly.Moli fell to the edge of the water, half of her young body was submerged in the icy water.Her numb, nearly exhausted calves were soaked in the water, and the cool water caressed them kindly.

Her father may have discovered the fact that she had escaped, so he killed her mother.She thought so.Although she didn't know what ulterior secrets there were between her parents about herself, she didn't want to explore it anymore.

Regardless of Wang Qingmo in the previous life or Jiu Lanmoli in this life, they all have clear grievances and grievances in their bones.She still remembers her mother's kindness, and she is unwilling to go against her will, even for this reason, she will definitely not want to recognize this father again.She raised her hand, called out the secret book of Chengmo's family, and read it page by page.Something sank in her red-blue eyes, she turned the pages of the book faster, and finally landed on the last page, sighing silently.Nothing, this book contains hundreds of pages of blank paper.

Moli took a deep breath, and her eyes drifted to the Jasmine flower on the cover.The flowers had already turned dark red, and seemed to be different from the first time.There were a lot of doubts in her mind, but before she could answer them, there was the sound of brisk footsteps in the grass in the distance.She hurriedly put away the book and hid herself in the grass.

The person who came was a young man with a slender body wrapped in a loose black dress, and his wine red eyes were gentle yet sharp.Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his progressive appearance was reflected in the pupils.Almost eight points similar to his father, but not inferior.The man sniffed and frowned slightly.Moli was in a bad mood, vampires had a really good sense of smell, and they smelled her immediately.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up around her, and the man's exquisite wine-red pupils reflected in Moli's eyes, those eyes as bright as glass, like lamps in the dark night.The colored glaze gradually brightened, and the pupils were painted with blood-red light, which was a symbol of strength.In this way, it is pure blood - control.

Moli fell to the ground, hitting the back of her head on the tree trunk, and the warm liquid slowly flowed down from her neck and slid into the pure white skirt.

In the dark night, the girl's eyes glow with a different kind of brilliance, and the intersection of red and blue is chaos.There is no past, no future, only the hesitant life at this moment spreads its bright wings and flaunts its way home.

"What's your name?" Subconsciously, the man knelt down and stretched out his hand to her, his soft fingertips fell on her face, and wiped away the dry muddy water without any hesitation.Holding that seemingly pure face in his hands, a deep and gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"My name is Jiulan... Moli."

Standing on her tiptoes, she suddenly saw the blood vessels hidden under the whiteness of the man's neck, which were beating and alive.Her body trembled slightly, and her throat was dry and eager, thirsty.This sentence, the body has been really hungry for too long.

The trembling fingertips climbed onto the man's collar, and she couldn't help but bury her head, and gradually protruded her sharp mouth, touching her lower lip.However, the man didn't seem to have any reaction. Instead, he patted her on the back lightly, as if to comfort her.

"Can you?" She raised her head and said in a low voice.The blood-colored pupils were completely consistent at this moment, a color as beautiful as pure blood.The uncontrollable beast that came out of the body became bloodthirsty and thus truly awakened.

"Hmm..." The man patted her on the head, with a smile in his eyes, "Little guy, it doesn't matter if you're thirsty."

It turns out that it doesn't matter.Really, very hungry, very hungry...

She opened her mouth, gently licking the blood vessels under the skin, the fangs appeared quietly, piercing along the visible blood red.There seemed to be no other colors in her vision, only pure gray and red.The broken things in the body gradually disappeared, and the crying soul and the mournful low cry disappeared together.At this moment, the true awakening of the blood clan, Wang Qingmo died, and Jiu Lanmoli was about to wake up and become a pure-blooded juvenile king.The long road woven by blood is full of refreshing blood-colored roses, mixed with gray-blue moli slowly swaying.

She opened her eyes, and the soft yet pure red and blue were intertwined into a beautiful picture.The man raised his head, stroked the tooth marks on his neck with his fingertips, and wiped away the scars.

"Is it better?"

"Hmm..." She bowed slightly and stretched out her hand apologetically, "Then, it's the first time we meet, dear uncle, I'm Jiulan Moli." To be bleak.

The breath of pure blood wrapped around her body, drifting away in the air along with the wind.

"I heard that Li Tu..." He stood up and looked into the distance with a hint of worry.

"Yes, as you heard." She lowered her hand and took the handkerchief she carried with her to wipe away the blood that slipped from the corner of her mouth.Sadness emerged naturally from the blue eyes, "Mother has already..."

"Is that so..." He withdrew his gaze, frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, "Why don't you go home with me first, your father is probably looking for you everywhere now."

Moli tilted her head, with an innocent smile on the corner of her mouth.She held on to the man's clothes, and the body that had sucked blood regained its strength.She wrung out the wet clothes and listened to the man's warm voice. "Let's go."

She lowered her eyelids in the shadow that no one could see, with a slight smile in her slightly weird two-color eyes.She can know everything from the blood of a man.For example, a man's name is Jiulanyou, such as his family of four, and his wife Jiulan Shuli and two children Jiulanshu and Jiulan Youji.She wants to reverse the rules of this world according to the memory of the other world, and avenge her mother with her own hands.

The black butterfly resting above the eyelids folded its wings obediently, sinking such complicated thoughts into the bottom of its heart.In this way, I don't know whether it is Wang Qingmo or Jiu Lanmo.

Chapter [-] Banned the Rose Garden

The white castle was built under the night, surrounded by bewitching blood-colored roses, and the surrounding trees seemed to pay homage to the blood-colored crown.

Moli followed Jiu Lanyou silently, letting him lead her, she raised her eyes and looked around in a trance, unable to see what a heavy and unchangeable fate was buried in the sea of ​​bloody flowers.

She walked with difficulty, her brain seemed to be filled with lead, and her eyelids were heavy and unable to lift.She thought that she might have just stepped into the right track of the story, and the information transmitted from the distant time and space trapped her mind, but also made her uneasy.

When she came back to her senses, she was already standing at the door, surrounded by noble roses in front of the delicately carved marble, and the roar of the Red Sea seemed unusually quiet.Jiu Lanyou pushed open the door one step ahead of her, and a woman's gentle voice came oncoming.

"Welcome home, Yuu."

This is Jiulan Shuli