vampire knight witch of thorns

There was a sudden shock in the softness that hadn't responded for a long time.She couldn't think of his name, but she remembered thousands of thoughts and tremors deep in her blood.She holds the sickle in her hand, and draws long marks on the ground.Blood filled the air, her figure had already fallen into the arms of the visitor, and he was hugging her, as tender and nostalgic as before.She lowered her eyes, staring at Feng Rui who was shining behind him, and her empty eyes suddenly shed tears.

"You should wake up, Yuuki."

Is this the spell to undo the nightmare?She raised her head slightly, her empty expression revealed a tired look, while the bright red flowers on the white skirt lifted by the wind were silently blooming.It turns out that her name is the black master You Ji, and it turns out that this person...is her...brother.

"Shu... brother..." She held his face in her cold hands, and watched the cold-faced boy's brows and eyes stretch, showing tenderness.His body seemed to be slowly losing strength, her hands were trembling, and she retracted the sickle, blood finally filled the roof.

The vampires in the distance were watching silently, until the blood formation was lifted, and the depression in their hearts was released. However, they could not suppress their grief. The king they admired exchanged his blood and body for the only surviving girl in control of the formation. A sliver of awareness.It's just that everything has entered the predestined track and cannot be stopped.

Jiulan Youji sat on the roof, silently helping her sleeping brother to lie on her lap.The weapon she used was the sharp goddess of hunting, mixed with the hands and feet of the behind-the-scenes, and personally pierced the body of the monarch she admired.Although it is not the heart, I am afraid that it will not be able to wake up in a short time.

In the Liao of the Night, no one knows that the black and white king chess has fallen, and the new purple queen sits in the center of the chessboard.

"Sir Shu..." Zaoyuan Liujia bit her lip, her words were filled with worry and a slight annoyance.Just as he was about to step forward, Jia Yuanxiao who was beside him suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"You let go!"

"You can't handle it." He said in a deep voice, with a rare and serious expression on his tough face, Lucia Zaoyuan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly his expression darkened, and he stopped talking.She has always been unable to keep up with his footsteps, and she has no chance of even saving him.Her fingertips dug into her palm, but her heart was completely cold.

They are both blood clans, and they can feel that the pure blood atmosphere in the academy has almost disappeared, leaving only Yulan Yuki, a pure blood king, who still has the power to fight, but she just awakened and was forced to arrange a blood array with her blood, This time I am afraid that I have been exhausted.

Suddenly, Liu Jia's eyes widened. On the rooftop, a strong vampire aura finally appeared. The brown-black messy-haired man opened his clothes, and his strange-colored pupils were full of madness.Jiulan Youji hugged the lover in her arms tightly, raised her head slightly, and was slightly dazed when she met those greedy eyes.A strong wind had picked up, and dense thorns swarmed wildly, wrapping around her exposed arms.Bloodshots ooze from her arm along with the sharp thorns, she let out a muffled snort, and almost pulled Jiu Lanshu out of her embrace when her arm loosened.

"We finally met, Shuli." The man's hoarse voice came along with the increasing number of thorns. She was pulled into a far-fetched posture, watching Jiu Lanshu fall into the thorns.She stretched out her hand with difficulty, tears rolled in her eyes, but she couldn't grasp anything.

The man in black next to Jiulan Litu stepped forward silently, bent down, and pressed one hand on the top of Jiulanshu's hair. The purple mist poured silently from his cuffs, wrapping his whole body, like dealing with oranges. At the time of mojing, weave into an impenetrable net.The snow swirled down from the sky, and the huge purple cocoon disappeared into the air without leaving a trace.This obviously angered the blood nobles gathered under the building, and the clamor was hard to suppress.

The nobles finally couldn't bear to move, but just as they took a step, sharp ice blades fell from their feet.The young man in black came slowly from the shadows, his hood fell down, revealing his blond hair that shone like the sun.Under the hair, the breeze blows gently, and the azure apricot pupils dyed purple reflect strange sharpness.

The origin

The fragmented noise made her head swell and ache. There seemed to be soft bedding and mattresses under her body. The unabated dizziness invaded her brain. She barely opened her eyelids, and a faint ray of sunlight suddenly slipped into her sight.She was curious about the outside world, so she urgently wanted to open her eyes. The gradually clear vision and the dazzling sunlight made the eye sockets a little blurred.She moved her numb fingers, and slowly stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, before she dared to try again.After she gradually got used to the sunlight, she carefully moved away her finger that was blocking the light, and saw the simple furnished cabin.And under her was the only bed in this simple room.There was no one in the room, she looked around, and finally found a note under the water glass by the bed.There is only a faint indentation on the paper, and the delicate italic English is neat and clear, with only a rough account of whereabouts and instructions.This looks like an ordinary home, and the old-fashioned decoration style only appears in the library's historical materials.She looked a little dazed, and she still remembered that she fell into a coma after the clock tower was attacked. She didn't expect to appear in this strange place after waking up.The mirror reflected the girl's appearance, the long silver hair with curly tails fell down to the waist softly, the slightly delicate face was slightly cold, the face was sickly pale, and the ethereal golden eyes were full of exhaustion.The girl was wearing a clean plain skirt, with a loose blouse draped crookedly over her body. It was obviously not her own clothes, as if they were left by someone who left a note.

"Eat something when you wake up." A slender and pale hand pushed open the door. She was wearing a serious black underwear. As her gaze slowly moved up, she met a pair of gentle black eyes.Holding the steaming bowl of porridge, the young man leaned over and carefully placed the plate on the small table beside the bed.He sat down sideways, picked up the porridge bowl, took a bite from the spoon, and brought it to her lips.She opened her mouth docilely by accident, and swallowed the porridge.

"Yolanda, you have suffered these days. We will be able to live a normal life after we escape our family's cleaning." He stretched out his hand to cover the top of her hair and said softly.She swallowed slightly, closed her eyes, and nodded silently.

"You go back." She suddenly grabbed the wrist he handed over, with a softened pleading look in her eyes, but she couldn't get rid of her hands, which were weak in illness.The young man looked at her for a long time without saying a word, and after a long time he turned his back and sighed softly.

"Why do you always think that way?"

The cold palm caressed her cheek like a dragonfly, and his kiss was gentle and cold, falling on her drooping eyelashes.He was hoarse, with inexplicable sadness suppressed in his pleasant voice.Moli opened her lips soundlessly, and the fingers covering his wrist were carefully separated. The slender and tall young man knelt down on one knee, took the back of her hand and gently kissed her tenderly.

"You have to remember, I'm just your knight. Nothing can be an obstacle between us." His words are low and gentle, every word hits deep in the soul, and the dark eyes are stained with a strange feeling. With a bloody look, he lowered his head slightly and buried it between her necks.The promises of the blood clan are gentle and tender, containing beautiful and glamorous falsehoods, deceiving and hurting each other cruelly.No one knows that it is a love that lasted at the cost of nearly a thousand years of witness and loneliness.

She raised her head subconsciously, exposing her white side neck, and met the sharp fangs that the young man showed jerky without any suspicion.The blood was permeating, and the air was filled with a sweet and greasy aroma. They cuddled tightly together, their fingers intertwined, bound by blood.

She opened her eyes slightly, and faced the unchanged eyes in the mirror, the cells deep in her blood were not throbbing.She suddenly realized that this original body was probably not a vampire, but it shouldn't be an ordinary person either.It's just that the young man who was so preoccupied in front of him didn't know it.Her hands slowly and gently wrapped around his back like a water snake, her clear eyes were slightly closed, revealing a pained and bewildered look.It was a completely different appearance, but the soul deeply engraved in the bone marrow, it was the curse that made her drown, the dark shadow that sank her body and mind.

Cheng Mojing, she whispered his name timidly from the bottom of her heart, what was reflected in those clean and flawless pupils was a completely different appearance, a vain young girl's soul hidden in a strange body.She was forced to get close to him, even blending into her blood, the coldness of the blood loss was like a mandala numbing her mind.

At least for this moment, they embraced tightly until the next night.

She gradually accepted Yolanda's identity, and approached him cautiously with this strange name and appearance.His master is still a gentle and clean immature boy, and what is stored in his heart is pure love and desire for freedom like gold.This prompted him to rebel and want to escape the heavy shackles of his family.They hid in simple houses in remote towns, repeating the simplest daily life, except for food.Vampires don't need to rely on food to survive, but Yolanda is still a human being, and it may be difficult to support without food intake.Therefore, Cheng Mojing found a job in the town and maintained an unprecedented peaceful life.

"Yolanda." The blood race who pushed open the door was dressed in a dark black robe, his young voice accompanied by familiar eyes opened the shackles of memory.She stood behind the door, her calm eyes were slightly turbulent.Gently holding the door with one hand, the black-haired vampire looked down at him, holding a search warrant in his palm.

"Jiulan, are you here to arrest us?" There was vigilance in her eyes, and she wanted to close the suppressed door tightly.The piece of paper fluttered unsatisfactorily at her feet.She sighed softly, let go of the strength in her hands, and bent down to pick up the paper.look