vampire knight witch of thorns

The number one hunter in the club was born with a bit of arrogance, so naturally he was so aggressive when he came for the first time.Due to Jiu Lanshu's face, so far no one has risen to protest against class truancy, and the thing about his punishment method is true.Lan Tangying, for example, has written many self-criticisms.

Mo Li is used to the life of Cheng Mo's family living in seclusion, so this kind of gathering of people is a bit uncomfortable.She felt bored after listening to some content, so she grabbed the pen at hand and turned it up and down.The book she brought was about the history of the blood family, but she hadn't bothered to read it until now. The hidden and probing eyes of the person beside her made her uncomfortable.

"Are you sent by the Senate to monitor me?" She deliberately lowered her voice, since the blood race has good hearing, it is not easy to be ignorant.The first line of Tama was a little embarrassed, but the emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and soon calmed down.

"Excuse me, my lord. I'm just asking you for a private matter." His eyes didn't shift in the slightest, but the words had already been transmitted to Moli's ears through the secret voice.

"If it's for the affairs of the Senate," she paused, put down the pen, and the corner of her mouth suddenly raised, "then you should talk to Master Jing."

"..."

Just as he was about to speak, his pupils were suddenly stained with a faint red light, the air was overflowing with the sweet aroma of blood, and the blood in their eyes deepened as they looked at each other.The nobles in the classroom began to get restless, which is definitely beyond the control of the instructor.The vampire in the dark burst out with the most primitive desires, gathering blood in his eyes.The impatient blood clan dropped their books and stood up, looking for the restlessness in their hearts, and wanted to go out the door.

"quiet!"

bang-bang-bang-

The mentor couldn't bear it and patted the table hard, warning loudly, and with the king's boy saying "quiet", the nobles finally calmed down and returned to their seats one after another.Moli opened the window, and the cold wind blowing towards her face accompanied by the smell of blood and irresistible allure ignited those blood-colored pupils.She closed her eyes slightly, suppressed the hot impulse, and slowly raised her eyes.

That is, the familiar smell...

"Don't go." A tuma grabbed her arm and whispered.Moli paused when she got up, pressed his wrist, and gently pulled him away.

"Since you came here with a purpose, there's no need to dodge it." She turned around, walked down the stairs, and walked to the instructor.His complexion was a little cold, and his sharp eyes hidden under the brim of his hat showed vigilance.The strange vampire girl in front of her didn't have a complete vampire aura on her body.His pupils narrowed suddenly, it was the familiar hunter's breath.Her eyes were quietly covered with a thin layer of gold, and the words seemed to be different from the same person.

"I think we need to have a good talk." She pursed her lips lightly, and said a name silently, "Yemo Shiya."

Sanshijiu·Different pupils

"Miss Heizhu, I thought we would have no chance to see each other again." Yejia Shiya stood in the empty corridor with his arms folded, the night draft mixed with the smell of blood made people uncomfortable.He took off his hat dejectedly, revealing his messy black hair and a face that had experienced many vicissitudes.The girl sitting on the railing looked at him, her delicate golden pupils under her seaweed-like black hair were slightly smiling, and the corners of her lips slightly raised showed that even in such an environment, she still maintained a peaceful mood.However, it is better to say that it is watching a play.She held a silver chain in her arms, and a faint blue light came out from the chain.

"Yejiao," she shook her legs, her voice suddenly lowered a little, "I am indeed dead. It is really not easy to talk to you through this body now, and if I want to return to the previous situation, I am afraid there is nothing I can do."

Yekaru raised his eyes, and the black Zhuyue who looked like Moli had already jumped off the railing, and the gold in his eyes was gradually replaced by a deep blue.She was clearly smiling, but there were already two different expressions on her face, and a cold, bloodthirsty look suddenly flashed across her eyes.The middle-aged hunter couldn't see through her for a moment, and the next moment she opened her eyes again and suppressed the blue from the bottom of her eyes.

"You have to promise me that you won't hinder her action." The chain in her hand was wrapped around her wrist again, and the wobbling colors in her eyes flickered, and she urged in a low voice, "Hurry up, it's too late..."

Yejiao opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, which turned into a wordless sigh.He roughly guessed that this reaction should be the body's instinctive rejection, otherwise the host's soul would not be backlashed so quickly.

"I see."

The blood race in front of him is truly one body with two souls, but this soul is precisely the blood hunter who is his old enemy.Hei Zhuyue curled her lips, her eyes finally completely dimmed, and the restored faint blue reflected the hazy blood light. She saluted slightly to the person in front of her, then turned and walked towards the corridor in the opposite direction until she was completely covered by the darkness. devour.

She walked forward following her breath, plunged headlong into the woods, the moon was misty in front of her, shrouding the lightless black buildings.It's called, the Liao of the Night.

She walked through the gate lightly, and the thin old man in a black robe in the narrow dark gap glanced at her, then looked back.It was an extremely cold gaze, but it contained no malice.Moli couldn't help shivering, and quickened her pace.The inner door of Yezhiliao was not closed properly, revealing a gap, which is obviously not the usual style of the nobles.Her expression froze, the breath of blood floated out from there, and it was already approaching.The icy white moonlight fell on the ground, as if it was about to condense into frost. Every step she stepped on the ground, she seemed to be able to feel her own heartbeat.

Such a familiar breath...

The blood left on the escalator hadn't dried up yet, so it was obvious that the attacker was very arrogant, or rather swaggered into the Night's Lair.She quickened her pace again, and her body's reaction had already made her guess.In the darkness ahead, the girl's pupils were stained with pure blood, just like the person with different pupils reflected in her eyes.

Her steps froze for a moment, and the boy in the room who was helping the blood girl sitting on the desk tilted his head, revealing strange red and blue pupils. There was still blood on his lips. The face has been stained with a large amount of blood red, like a blooming rose.The silver moonlight fell on the ground through the window, the boy was still wearing a white student uniform, and there was still a mysterious smile on his lips.

"You're here, Little Moli." His voice was unexpectedly hoarse, different from the boy's cold voice, he threw the blood girl on the ground as if throwing trash, and laughed softly as he watched her , "I still remember the taste of your blood, which is as charming as your mother."

Such remarks are not intended to be provocative.Moli lowered her eyes, and the blood in her eyes became more and more intense. Her lowered fingertips were tightly clenched into fists and tucked into her sleeves.The last thing that blows through the hair is the wind, the complete wind.The vibrating window made an indescribable squeezing sound, and the boy sat on the cold floor with great interest, without any action throughout.The power in her raged wildly, turning into an invisible gust of wind, squeezing the glass until it shattered.The sound of the wine glass bursting echoed crisply in the not-so-large space, and the blood in Moli's eyes suddenly faded away, leaving only a clean and cold blue.She grabbed the skirt of her chest with her fingertips, panting lowly, the colic in her chest was real and unstoppable.Just one look from the boy in front of her completely suppressed her restless blood.The ground in front of him cast a large shadow, and he stood in front of her condescendingly, gently touching her hair.

"Jiulan Litu!" The girl suppressed her anger in her words.

"Oh, don't worry, I don't want to do anything to you for the time being." He turned her face and whispered in her ear, "But if you hinder me, I don't mind if you lose something."

"After all, neither you nor my dear nephew can really make me disappear." He patted the invisible dust on his sleeves, raised the corners of his mouth, and stood up straight.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, and then a Tama pushed the door open, and Moli turned and looked at him calmly.At the same time, the boy standing beside her raised his smiling eyes, but there was no warmth in them.A Tama was slightly taken aback, and silently lowered his eyelids.

"Master Mo Li, I have something to ask you for."

Mo Li pursed her lips slightly, nodded and said, "I understand, excuse me, everyone." Yan Bi left alone.

"My lord." He called softly, with a questioning tone.

Zhikui Qianli leaned over slightly, picked up the blood girl lying on the ground, and bared her fangs.He looked directly at Ichi Tama who was standing still at the door, the boy's dark eyes clearly concealed opposing emotions, but he couldn't speak.He bit the original wound mark, sucked it again, and turned into bright blood-colored eyes that suppressed madness and illuminated the darkness.The complexion of the blood girl was almost snow white, and with the loss of blood, her body gradually turned into snow-white gravel and fell to the ground.For the blood race, death cannot even leave the body, only to turn into flying sand and return to the land.That is, ashes disappear.

He stood up unhurriedly, scooped up a handful of sand, his blood pupils reflecting the moonlight gradually dimmed, revealing the original red and blue colors.The fine sand is silver and bright, flowing away from the fingertips like running water, returning to the dust.A Tama's complexion was a little pale, he still lowered his head, but he couldn't restrain his trembling arms.After all, it was his classmates, even the weakest C-level.Noticing his abnormality, Zhi Kui sneered and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Hate is the beginning of betrayal."

"You worry too much." A Tama said lightly.

"I hope so. After all, it was you just now who let go of my disobedient daughter."

"I follow Grandpa's will and follow you, but please don't hurt Zhikui, and... After all, they all have the same blood flowing in their bodies.