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There was a distant smile in his eyes.It's just that his complexion seemed a little pale, and he looked thinner wrapped in the windbreaker.Cheng Mojing nodded slightly at him, as a return of greeting, she led the girl inside and closed the door kindly.

"I heard that Lord Jing had already withdrawn from the Black Lord Academy a year ago." He was confused for a moment, and his words could not help but be direct.Hearing this, the girl behind Cheng Mojing turned her eyes to him, and gave him a warning stare.

Cheng Mojing was not annoyed, she politely reached out her hand and quietly stopped the girl's forward movement.The young man in front of him was originally a troublesome nobleman, his age was not too young, he didn't care about anything, he just smiled and said: "I didn't come back by myself this time, I just sent my sister over here. Now many forces are eyeing it, want to come pure The Lord of Blood should not be careless either. I have submitted the application form for the night department to the chairman of the Black Lord, and I have to ask the Lord Shu to take care of me in the future."

Lan Tangying twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and reluctantly said yes.The girl's hair was tied with white roses, which looked quite harmless, but the sharp eyes just now were not kind.She stretched out her hand to gather up the outer shirt, and bowed slightly.

"My generation Jiulan Moli, please take care of me."

Jiulan! ?Lan Tangying looked at her with strange eyes for a moment. Except for Jiulanshu, there seemed to be no one else alive in the Jiulan clan... But he was also quite interesting, so he didn't ask any more questions.After smoothing things over, Cheng Mojing bid farewell to Lan Tangying, and took Jiu Lanmoli upstairs to find the room where he used to live.

Lan Tangying watched the figures of the two gradually disappear at the stairs, and felt that the whole world was illusory.

Pushing open the door, it is still familiar clean and simple, Jiulan Moli raised her head, and easily saw the birds and wind chimes hanging by the window, and the fragrance of roses permeating the room. The owner of the bedroom is the elegant and harmless young man in front of him. .Orange Mojing put the box next to the sofa, and Jiulan Moli sat on the sofa. The window was just right, and from this angle, one could see the clouds and mist in the sky, as well as the hillsides and woods in the distance.Gentle palms gently landed on her shoulders, Orange Jasmine slightly bent down, the rose fragrance in the girl's hair was fresh and elegant, he raised the corners of his lips, and brushed the soft hair on her eyebrows with his fingertips.

"Your body is not healed yet, so take care of yourself. Don't forget what I told you."

"I know." She nodded obediently, and suddenly put her arms around his neck, and stood up briskly.Cheng Mojing only felt that the face in front of her eyes suddenly enlarged, her lips were touched cautiously, the girl's eyebrows were closed, and there were pink clouds on her cheeks. "Master..."

Cheng Mojing pressed her lips with her fingertips, and shook her head slightly.The gloom in the girl's eyes was not concealed, mixed with a touch of loss, she sat up straight again and pulled his wrist down.Cheng Mojing straightened up, hesitated to speak, but just took a deep look at her.A lot of words fell into the throat jerky, neither in nor out.After a long time, he put down his hand.

"I go first."

"Um……"

The candle was flickering, and the girl sat alone by the window, and she threw the white pill in her hand into the clear water, and the blood color rolled and spread, turning from wisps of wisps into a complete bright red, which seemed no different from real blood.She held the goblet to her lips, raised her wrist, and the icy liquid flowed down her lips into her mouth, and her throat was icy cold.The moment the pupils were stained with blood, youth suddenly appeared, reflecting the appearance of a human being.Clothed in elegant black, the young monarch walked forward slowly and took the cup in her hand. In the shadows, the girl's expression was not very clear.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but your temperament hasn't changed much." Jiu Lanshu was facing her, and the girl slowly raised her eyelashes, revealing bloodthirsty red pupils, still full of clarity.

"You should have recognized me earlier, cousin." She met his gaze without evading it. "It happened a year ago, sorry."

"It's okay." He only uttered two words, and his eyes were full of complexity.He opened his eyes slightly by the sunlight, and drank the blood in the goblet in one gulp. "Just now, Cheng Mojing made a deal with me to protect you."

"You agree?"

"Ah."

"I'm just curious, what is the relationship that makes him so interested in you?"

Jiu Lanmo opened her mouth, but was finally speechless.Is it love?she thinks.Maybe, no...

During the year of cultivation in Cheng Mo's family, that person tried his best to be gentle, but in the end he didn't make any promises, just empty talk.She hid her disappointment better, crossed her fingers, and looked calm.

"I'm back," she said softly, "for our common enemy."

Thirty-eight·Departed

That night, the two were able to have a peaceful chat.As Jiulan Moli said, their goals are now the same, and an alliance can achieve better results.Although Jiu Lanshu still had a lot of fears about Cheng Mojing, but in order to win over Jiu Lan Moli's considerable help, he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.Soon, it was almost dusk.She picked up the white school uniform that was ironed on the sofa, and compared it to her body.The girl in the mirror looked less immature, more or less mature and cold, even the bright blue star pupils couldn't change it.She changed her clothes, and finally pulled up the socks, and a dark color was quietly inserted into the tight-fitting socks.

"This lord is..."

When they went downstairs, her appearance still caused quite a commotion. The nobles with indifferent faces looked at her blankly at this moment, their expressions were not only puzzled but also guarded.Unfamiliar purebloods are undoubtedly possible enemies to the nobles who have pledged their allegiance to the original pureblood kings.Sensing the substantive unfriendly atmosphere, Jiulan Moli paused slightly for holding the hand on the railing, and then smiled lightly on her lips.

"Lord Jiulan Moli." In order to prevent the embarrassment that was about to happen, Lan Tangying took a step ahead and extended his hand to Jiulan Moli who was slowly walking down the steps.She slightly raised her eyes and glanced at him, facing a pool of really light and clear blue, and put her fingertips on his palm. "Thank you." Even if you know this is a play, you must continue to act.

"Excuse me, are you an adult of the Jiulan family?" The young blood who is not afraid of death spoke first, and the lobby was silent.Although they couldn't feel a trace of oppression from this pure-blooded lord, they knew that this was a sign of great strength. This must be the real pure-blooded lord.

"Yes, my surname is Jiulan." She pulled her wrist out of Lan Tangying's hand, and nodded politely, with a deep look in her eyes, "I am also the cousin of Your Excellency Jiulanshu."

This is undoubtedly explosive news, especially for the young new blood race.The only remaining member of the Jiulan family is Jiulanshu, the king they are loyal to. Jiulan Moli claims to be a member of the Jiulan family, so they naturally don't believe it.But due to her status, she didn't dare to ask more.

"Let's go, or we'll miss the time." The blood clan on the second floor said softly, and the complete nobleman ignored the suspicious eyes and walked down the steps.The black-haired vampire in white is the young man of the Jiulan family and the only king.Moli raised her head and looked up at her quietly, without any emotion in her eyes.

When Jiu Lanshu walked past her, he stopped for a moment, then lowered his eyes, and walked past her without saying a word.After his back was ten steps away from her, a calm voice came slowly.

"Moli is indeed my cousin, there is nothing to doubt, go to the classroom quickly." Pure Blood Lord's words were of course an order, and a group of nobles followed him in twos and threes. Moli followed in the crowd. The little nobleman walked beside her, but because of the slight alienation in his eyes, he didn't dare to speak.

The Black Master Academy is still the Black Master Academy, and Mo Li looked around the crowded day room clearly, and she saw a familiar figure in front of the crowd.The short-haired girl was still holding a stick and trying hard to block the crowd, her big brown eyes were full of clean enthusiasm, Jiu Lanshu slightly tilted her head, her calm expression remained unchanged, but her eyes softened a lot when looking at the girl.She silently said her name in her heart—the black master Youji.

When the black lord You Ji turned her head, she looked at Shang Moli's inquisitive look in surprise.Her eyes seemed to be looking at a strange blood race, and that was indeed the case.She has returned to her original body, and it is normal that the black lord You Ji cannot recognize her.It's just... She lowered her eyes and closed her eyes.They probably still hate her, right?

The team in front quickened their pace, and she hurriedly followed them and passed them.The figure of the girl in the distance was overwhelmed by the crowd, like a drop of water in the ocean, disappearing.After all, they are not from the same world.

When they walked into the classroom, many noble students were already seated on the steps. This has always been the unwritten hierarchy of the blood race, and the best seat in the middle was naturally given to their leader, Jiu Lanshu.Realizing that a new pure-blood king had arrived, most of the nobles who had come earlier to occupy their seats were stunned, and then some nobles subconsciously gave up their seats and sat on the side.Moli raised her eyelids, picked a seat in the corner by the window with her book in her arms and sat down, then put down the book and closed her eyes to meditate alone.When the instructor entered the classroom, she realized that there was almost no one around her, only an ordinary vampire girl sat timidly next to her, and it could be seen that she was squeezed out.When the tutor stepped into the classroom, most of the small whispers suddenly disappeared. She looked over with instinctive curiosity, and she saw a middle-aged uncle wearing a big hat, casting a large shadow.

The blue-eyed nobleman patted the girl next to him lightly. The girl raised her head and silently gave up her seat, and he sat down logically.The instructor glanced hastily at the entire classroom, took out the roster, and said loudly.

"Better not to let me catch anyone late for class today."

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