vampire knight witch of thorns

Your same blood. "

"If everything goes well." He held up the goblet with one hand, and slowly tilted it slightly, dyeing the pure white rose into a youthful blood color.A Tama knows that this is a promise.The different pupils flickered, and Zhikui drank the red wine expressionlessly, thinking about something again.

Four Picks Chess Game

Four Picks · Chessboard

The moonlight is peaceful, and the air filled with the scent of blood is mixed with the fresh scent of branches and leaves, somewhat heavy.The misty silver light scattered from the moon reflected in the pure blood-colored pupils.The girl in the white school uniform ran out from the stairs and hurriedly closed the door.Her chest was still ups and downs, half of her face was covered by disheveled strands of hair, and she looked a little flustered.Soft thorns grew rapidly on the ground beside itself, surrounded her, and swayed gently in the wind.She slid down the corner of the wall, putting her arms around her knees and burying her head in her knees.The bloodthirsty effect did not dissipate for a long time, and an inexplicable irritability and desire arose in her heart.The eyes are filled with blood red, and everything is not so clear.In the distant night, the sparse stars glow faintly, and she curls up in the invisible darkness, like a group of lost clouds.Tiredness soon spread to the limbs along with the bloodthirsty gradually withdrawn, sharp thorns gradually grew on each thorn, and white roses were distributed on the thorn vines, taking care of her carefully.

"sorry."

After an unknown amount of time, she raised her head and met the gaze of the person who came up.The familiar green pupil was apologetic, and the young noble boy extended his hand to him.

"Come back with me."

She watched him silently, a long and thin bloodstain was drawn on the wrist handed over by restless strength, but that hand never retracted.She lowered her eyes slightly and regarded his invitation as nothing.The blood-red pupils made her look a bit hideous, and the lowered black butterfly spread its wings gently from the eyelids, and those beautiful almond eyes showed a dazed expression.Her power was out of control, and the power flowing from her fingertips turned into thorns that continued to grow and wrap, but she didn't restrain herself, she only hoped to bury her helpless self deeply.

- You can't do this, you can't do this.

The voice from the bottom of her heart was calling in a low voice, that sad voice seemed to pass through the darkness that hadn't dissipated for a thousand years, and hit her mind directly.The girl's pupils shrunk slightly, and she raised her eyes slightly. There was only blood red in front of her eyes, and nothing else.

——This game is not over yet, you must not just lose like this.

Takuma felt a chill in his palm for a while, and the next moment the thorns disappeared. The pure-blooded girl blinked, and the blood in her eyes gradually faded away, leaving only faint blue, like a clean lake.Her expression gradually cleared up, and then became complicated again.As a Tama stood up, she brushed up her messy black hair, and gently parted her lips.

"Let's go."

One Tama's eyes were slightly closed, and he nodded slightly.

They returned to the classroom one after another. At this time, Yejiao was no longer there, and the blood race in the back row was much quieter. Jiu Lanshu sitting in the front row seemed to be out of the way, quietly reading the book in his hand.Apparently, because of his face, he was able to keep calm at night.Moli lowered the corners of her lips, nodded to him, and returned to her seat.The C-rank girl in the back seat bent her lips in a friendly and timid way, but she didn't speak, and soon there was no sound in the space.She opened the book, still recalling the scene at that time in her mind.I only remember that my memory is blurred, and it seems that after my father's eyes dimmed slightly, I was affected, causing the power to be uncontrollable.She turned the pen blankly, but there was no answer in her heart.

Until late at night, the students from the night department left the classroom one after another.Moli walked last, walking alone with the book in her arms.She is a newcomer, and because of her status, almost no one dares to come forward to accompany her.Just as she was thinking, Jiu Lanshu stepped forward to walk side by side with her silently, there was still no emotion in her eyes, only her lowered words brought a trace of sadness.

"Are you interested in playing a game of chess?"

Jiulan Moli turned her head, raised her lips and said, "I am willing to accompany you."

Jiu Lanshu's dormitory was obviously black and red as always. In the night, the two pure-blooded kings played against each other, and only crisp sounds could be heard from the chessboard.With the White Queen in her hands, she remained calm and silent, while he was still on the defensive and resolutely attacked.After a long while, it was still difficult to decide whether to win or lose.Facing the dim light seeping through the French windows, the expression of the young king was hard to discern. He danced skillfully with his fingertips touching the chess pieces, pressing every step of the way.

"You're distracted." He pushed the black knight forward and ate the white stone.Moli paused for a moment with her raised hand, and then shifted her direction.

"You control the chess game, and you can calculate the opponent's mind clearly, isn't it tiring?" Mo Li said lightly.Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the night was getting darker. The blood in her eyes was mysterious and cold.

"Mo Li, only by removing everything that hinders the attack can the queen be protected."

"Even if you give up a whole set of abandoned sons?" Mo Li asked suddenly.

Jiu Lanshu held the red-stained goblet, a touch of blood flashed across his eyes. "It's just a process." When the last coin fell, he lowered his eyelids and overthrew the White Queen opposite. "you lose."

Moli stood up calmly, and looked at the young king with dark eyes, as if she was not the one who lost.The overthrown White Queen fell on the table, reflecting the blood red.

"I lost, but..." She stood up and tidied up her clothes, "Thank you for your gentleness."

After the voice fell, she had pushed the door and left.Jiu Lanshu leaned back and lay on the sofa, his eyes were full of gloomy and gloomy expressions, like an unreachable abyss with no end.

At that time, on the highway thousands of miles away, in a speeding black car, Cheng Mojing put down the phone with a smile on her lips.The document he had drawn up was put into a large brown envelope, with only a few words on the cover—Bai Lu was more friendly.

"My lord, next..." the butler in black asked in a low voice while manipulating the steering wheel.

Orange Mojing was fiddling with the ring box in her hand, her dark red pupils were blurred in the darkness, as her fingertips touched the surface of the ring box, his expression suddenly became gentle.

"Turn around and go to the Black Master Academy." He said flatly, "Afterwards, you personally hand over this letter to Patriarch Bailu."

It was dark outside the car window, and huge raindrops shattered on the glass, reflecting bright blood-red light and shadow.Like a crimson rose in full bloom, it radiates the brightest light of life.

The torrential rain engulfed the entire city and drowned life.At this time, it is a sign that the storm is coming, but people who do not know the truth are still continuing to live a comfortable life.The cloudy and wet weather was unpleasant, so there were few people on the streets.The slender figure was wrapped in black clothes, holding an umbrella alone, walking on the road without people.She stopped in front of the ancient clock tower in the town, slowly raised her head, and her black hair poured down.Her lowered eyes concealed a faint redness, she turned her head quickly, and Lan Tangying, who was about to hide behind her, froze instantly.

"Lantang?" The sharpness in her eyes subsided, as if she breathed a sigh of relief.It seemed that she might be avoiding someone. "Are you following me?"

"That's not true! I just saw you sneaking around..." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Lan Tangying took two steps forward to argue.

Jiu Lanmo looked him up and down, resting her chin with one hand, narrowing her eyes slightly.At that time, the sky was bright, but it was still raining. He obviously didn't expect such a ghostly weather, and he was quite embarrassed. "If you don't want to give up, just keep up." After saying that, regardless of Lan Tangying's response, she stepped into the bell tower alone.Lan Tangying gritted her teeth, anticipating what she would say, so she followed her footsteps.

What greeted them was the dilapidated wooden staircase, which had been a little decayed for a long time.The darkness of vision is not a hindrance to the blood race, but it is still worrying when stepping on the creaking wooden boards.She walked in front, looking for the darkness, her eyes were stained with blood.When it reached the second floor, the stale atmosphere became more and more obvious, with rotten wood and flying dust blowing towards the face.She frowned slightly, and reached out to touch the dilapidated wooden door covered with cobwebs.The door was pushed open effortlessly, and she looked around, all she could see were short chains and blackened blood.Seems like a long time ago.She knelt down, picked up the short length of the chain, and found the break at the edge.There was a look of memory in her eyes, and Lan Tangying followed behind her inexplicably, looking a little confused.

"This is where I was imprisoned a year ago." She lowered her voice and put the chain on the ground.The black bloodstain on the board was exactly what she had left behind.She lowered her eyes slowly, her expression unclear.

"So is this your purpose of coming back here?" Lan Tangying suddenly asked.

"That's right." She stood up slowly, glanced across the room to confirm the details that hadn't been missed, before turning around and walking towards the door, "This bell tower is definitely not that simple. Let's go to the third floor to have a look."

Lan Tangying moved away, Moli was about to push the door, when the movements of her hands froze suddenly.There were rhythmic footsteps outside the door...

Four Pick One False

The sound of approaching footsteps gradually became clear, as if heavy leather boots stepped on the cold and hard stone bricks, and then stepped on the decayed wooden ladder.Moli's palms were slightly cold, and she pressed her body against the back of the door, not daring to make any noise.The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and finally stopped at this floor, without any sound.The people outside the door seemed to be thinking about something, and then continued to approach, as if they were testing.She held her breath, and firmly grasped Lan Tangying's wrist beside her.He knew it was a warning.The footsteps lingered, moving forward slowly, as if they were rubbing against the old wooden boards that no one had stepped on all year round, making harsh friction sounds.

In the dark, everything is clearer, separated by a thin wooden