vampire knight witch of thorns

These white roses, I would feel uncomfortable too.She raised her hand, staring at the faint blue fire floating in her palm, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.Her instincts seemed to have awakened, in those few forgotten years.The thorns and vines that belonged to the father's strength were exactly the same.There was a low voice from a waiter asking outside the door, and she stepped forward to open the door, but what the young vampire presented was a pure silver rose necklace.

"Master Cheng Mo told Miss: return the property to its original owner."

She looked at the necklace lying quietly in the hands held up by the waiter, but she didn't pick it up for a long time. The rose reflected in her eyes had a familiar faint blue flame, but there was a touch of familiar gold quietly mixed in...

Twenty-Eight · Remnant

She stood in front of the railing, the evening wind as cool as autumn water brushed her cheeks, and the wind chimes rang crisply behind her.Open your fingers, the soft light of the rose chain lying quietly in the palm floods, and the light golden ray also dims.After stopping for a long time, she reached out and covered the rose on the necklace, muttering softly.The melody of the wind drives the moonlight, and the soft and delicate flowers bloom quietly, and the pure white roses are dyed with a little blue, and then turn into a deep blue like the color of the eyes.The golden thread wrapped around her fingertips swayed, like a fire that was about to go out, and grew stronger again, gently wrapping around her fingertips.

The golden color in front of her eyes gradually took shape, and finally floated upwards, freezing in the shape of a girl.The pure golden pupils slowly opened, and landed in front of her as if summoned.The dust settled.

"Thank you." The short word poured out with her slightly transparent thin lips.Moli pursed her lips and nodded lightly.

"I temporarily repaired your soul, but I have no way to find your body, so..."

"No," Hei Zhuyue walked briskly around the window on tiptoe, "This is already the best result." Because of the soul body, she returned to the larva appearance a few years ago, which added a little Lively for his age.She lowered her head, thought for a moment, subconsciously shook her head, and floated to the bed where Mo Li was resting.

"Well, it's already like this anyway. In any case, it's not easy to survive with a sliver of consciousness. From now on, I can only follow you, otherwise I will disappear." She rested her chin on one hand and looked at the palm of Mo Li. The necklace, and there is a hint of exploration in the eyes.Suddenly, she raised her hand on Moli's shoulder, with a trace of panic in her expression, and with a whoosh, she got into her body and disappeared.Behind him, behind the door, was the gentle figure of Cheng Mojing.He was still dressed in white clothes that hadn't changed all year round, and he was particularly dazzling when he held a large bouquet of white roses in front of his chest.Mo Li knew that the person in front of her was her only support and her light.Orange Jasmine placed the flowers neatly on the bedside, and held her wrist with gentle strength, her eyes were still as clear as a puddle of clear water.

"Let me take you somewhere." He quietly glanced at You Lan behind her, but said nothing.Moli responded calmly without any explanation.She conspired slightly behind his back, completely concealing the golden soul breath that fluttered out.

Since returning to Cheng Mo's home, Cheng Mojing has never allowed her to leave the area of ​​the home, and now he ordered the housekeeper to drive directly out of the main gate, and took a road she had never taken, which only added to her surprise.The scenery behind her gradually became unfamiliar, she turned her head, and a familiar building gradually appeared in her sight.The hands hidden under her sleeves slowly clenched into fists, and the strange-colored eyes showed a sharp coldness. Cheng Mojing looked at her unexpectedly, and saw the invisible coercion around her rising and falling like waves for a while, and then disappeared by herself , only those calm eyes were filled with incomprehensible sadness, as if mourning for some old person.

Cheng Mojing withdrew her gaze and raised her hand to straighten her skirt. At that time, the car was approaching slowly, and the butler's voice came from the front seat.

"Master Jing, the Senate has arrived."

Moli followed Cheng Mojing to get out of the car, and the housekeeper pressed his hands on the steering wheel. The car turned around and out of sight, and returned on the same road.Moli didn't understand, so she silently glanced at Cheng Mojing, who was beside her with an unchanged expression, and suppressed her doubts.The old man who was welcoming us with a smiling face in front of him was the President of the Senate who once coveted his own blood.And the blond-haired and blue-eyed boy behind him lowered his eyes obediently, his mind wandering to nowhere.But why is he here?Shouldn't he be... where should he be?Moli subconsciously felt a little headache, but couldn't say a word.Some sentences that were clearly on the lips made chaos in his mind.

Cheng Mojing had already calmly talked with that one, but the young man kept looking at her, Moli hesitated for a moment, and quickened her pace to catch up with the master in front of her.What she didn't see was how complicated the emerald eyes wrote.

Having said that he had reached the reception room, Yi Weng stopped changing the subject and spoke first.

"Master Jing, the elder of Jiulan's family, should have heard about it recently. There was a big fight because of his injury before, and he was about to find out the murderer, but he suppressed the matter."

"This is your business, and it probably has nothing to do with what I entrust." Cheng Mojing pressed the corners of her lips, her words were slightly alienated.

"I'm really sorry, I thought Miss Murray would be interested in these." The old man's cold face added a bit of flattery.

Moli stopped in her tracks, her expression indifferent. "Then thank you for your concern. It's just that my brother and I have been separated for many years, and we have no contact for a long time."

Seeing that he had hit a wall, Yi Weng could only laugh awkwardly and couldn't make a sound.Cheng Mojing nodded slightly, showing an impatient expression, motioning for him to continue talking.On the other hand, Moli lowered her brows quietly. She should have had an impression of the previous events, but now she doesn't remember them at all.But according to the original development, it should have been held accountable for Cone Shengzero...

Cheng Mojing stretched out her hand to cover the stiff hand under her sleeve, a little comforting.Moli's expression remained unchanged, and she sat up slightly.And Yi Weng is still describing the ins and outs of the matter according to Cheng Mojing's request.Naturally, he acted obediently and didn't mention anything about the involvement of Cheng Mo's family.

"The adult from Jiulan's family is still young, and some things are indeed immature, so the decision of the Senate still needs to listen to Lord Jing's opinion..." Mo Li secretly admired the words.That is, pretending to be inclined to the Cheng Mo clan, but also disregarding the relationship with Jiu Lan, and handing over the decision-making power to Cheng Mojing.Most of them are meant to please, but I don't know it in private.Judging from her impression of her cousin, it seems that she is planning something. After all, he is not the type to swallow his anger, especially for the Senate, which supports a father in name, he cannot let him do anything.

Cheng Mojing tapped on the table with her fingers, and raised her eyes coldly. "If Shujun doesn't want you to intervene, just do as he says."

"But..." This was obviously not the answer Yi Weng wanted.

"Otherwise," a sarcasm curled up on his lips, "do you think you have any chance of winning against a pure-blood?"

Yi Weng's dark green pupils glowed with a deep brilliance, and then completely disappeared. He bowed his head shallowly and said yes, no longer refuting.Cheng Mojing shook the cup in his hand slightly, and Yiweng went out apologetically because his subordinate reported something, so there were only two people left in the reception room.Moli stood up. The air in the room was extremely uncomfortable. She walked to the window and slowly opened the curtain.There were thorns all over the ground, and the young man on the path raised his head subconsciously, and the emerald eyes happened to meet her sight.Moli paused for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mojing noticed her movement and turned her head to look at her.

Moli shook her head, and when she turned her gaze back, the boy had already walked away.She had read the information a long time ago, and this person should be Yitiao Mayuan's grandson, Yituoma, but what does that probing look mean?She squinted her eyes, and calmly drew a circle on the glass with her fingertips.The night seemed to be a huge black floor, and her beautiful pupils of different colors were reflected on the glass, with swirling sacred blue and twinkling red pupils.Master's cold voice came from behind, interspersed with his figure, making it hard to distinguish.

"Don't look..." Again, that vague tone.The slender fingers covered her eyelids, blocking the radiance of the blood moon.

"What is beautiful is often fatal." Just like this moonlight, your pure eyes cannot bear it.In a trance, a low call came from her ear, disappeared in the wind, and gradually became unreal.

Twenty Nine Secrets

A Tuoma is holding on to the trunk with one hand, hiding in the densest woods, with his slightly raised head facing the direction of the second floor, his beautiful emerald eyes quietly flashing across the nameless streamer.There, young teenagers and girls embrace each other intimately, as if they were a perfect couple of gods and gods.He looked at the silver glow in his palm and was slowly fascinated, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.He froze for a moment, then followed his footsteps without hesitation...

Upstairs, Cheng Mojing let go of the hand that covered her eyes, and Moli took advantage of the situation and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Master, I..."

There were clearly doubts in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed the question he was about to blurt out under his indifferent, stagnant gaze.The little apprentice is indescribably well-behaved, and she has clearly grown into a very independent girl.Even Cheng Mojing didn't notice, his eyes softened for an instant, just like when he first appeared in the Black Master Academy, all the sharpness faded away, and there was only the unique gentleness that bestowed the identity of an elder brother.He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Moli's hair, he just opened his mouth, but said nothing with a smile on his face.Coincidentally at this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Yi Weng bowed slightly to the two apologetically.