vampire knight witch of thorns

Flicking through the words and patterns lightly, her complexion gradually turned pale, and her left hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

"Patriarch Chengmo will not let him go." He said in a deep voice, paying attention to the surroundings to confirm that there were no spies before he took a breath and entered the room sideways.She filled the cup with warm water and handed it to him.

"You are Jing's friend." She looked up into his eyes, trying to decipher what information could be used.Jiu Lanshu stared down at the cup in a daze, as if he didn't notice her hint.After a long time, he slowly and carefully folded the paper, put it in his pocket, and spoke softly.

"My father has tacitly agreed to this matter."

"So what His Majesty means is..." She pursed her lips slightly, tilting the mouth of the cup that was placed next to her lips, and was finally put aside irritably.She narrowed her eyes slightly, with an inexplicable light shining in her brows.However, she only responded with a faint sigh.

Just as she was about to speak, there was a loud voice outside the window. She quickly approached the window, and she saw a guard holding a armor. The silver spear reflected the dazzling silver. All eerie calm.Jiu Lanshu approached her slowly, his voice was low and indifferent.

"He will end up burying himself."

She couldn't move her eyes to answer, and what flashed before her eyes was the boy in plain clothes surrounded by soldiers, his gaze that stayed for a moment was like the scorching sun in summer, blazing with fiery light in the silence.

Sishiwu·Mixin

The blue sky connects to the endless horizon, and the elongated oblique shadows of the high and low houses reflect the appearance of the setting sun. He is surrounded by the crowd, and his soft long black hair hangs down, covering the only remaining expression on his pale face. .That is, the gentleness like the gentle sunset, reflected in the girl's eyes through the thick and simple thick glass.He was forced to wear silver chains, heavy chains on his ankles, and silver chains around his neck.In the setting sun, his eyes were calm and sad, like a river without waves reflecting the warm yellow of the setting sun.

She knew that it was the last farewell.

She stared intently at the dim yellow sky, even though the boy was forced to leave, she remained indifferent. The depth in her eyes was like the swirling sacred gold, like broken stars stained with the setting sun.Jiulan's young crown prince stood quietly behind her without making any movements to interrupt him. He quietly lowered his eyes and waited silently.

"Will he die?" After a long time, she changed her mouth, and there was an unknown gloomy look in the eyes of the black butterfly.

"Yes. He is the best successor of Wang Qing in the Jiulan Dynasty, but he will disappear because of everything he has done." He opened his mouth slowly, his quiet brown pupils reflected the girl's turning around, and the corner of his lips She raised an inexplicable arc, as if she had expected her expression, "On the contrary, you know exactly what you are doing, Judge Your Excellency."

She was very calm, as if she was listening to something irrelevant. She slightly raised her hand, and a silvery white light cluster bloomed in her palm. The huge white wings behind her stretched out, and the light cluster in her palm quickly spread to several feet. .The silver sword body broke through the light, revealing the main body.There was no surprise in Jiu Lanshu's eyes, only understanding.The young blood prince raised his eyes slightly, the pupils were filled with blood, and an invisible gust of wind fell on the top of her head with tearing force.She raised her hand, and a white halo spread from her palm, gently touching that power, wrapping and compressing it until it became invisible.Her palm landed on his shoulder at some point, and the narrow shoulder that touched her instantly stiffened.Jiu Lanshu's body leaned slightly, leaning against the gray wall, Yolanda put away her wings and saber, restrained her edge, and turned into the posture of a simple human girl.

"I will save him. Before that, I have wronged you, Your Highness." After saying that, she arranged Jiu Lanshu by the bed, and changed into ordinary human clothes.

"Molly."

There was a slight change in Jiu Lanshu's voice, she looked back subconsciously, and her mixed consciousness finally came to her senses.She almost thought that she was that Yolanda.She stopped and stepped forward to untie him.The young crown prince gently stroked his sleeves, stood up silently, and the blackness in his eyes gradually became thicker.

"You are in a dream that the fallen angel Lowell used me and Orange Mojing to create a thousand years ago. Although I don't know his intentions, you must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise you may never wake up .”

Her figure paused slightly, then closed her eyes, picked up the wooden box on the table, took out the long sword in the box, and wiped it gently.There was a faint silver light on the sword's edge, hiding the faint edge, reflecting her slightly pale face.She matched the sword, opened her lips slightly, and said a few words silently, and then the white light in her palm rose up to push him back a few steps.

No one can stop the development of history.

The light in Jiu Lanshu's eyes gradually dimmed, and the master consciousness from thousands of years ago re-occupied his body. He moved his fingers and raised his head, but there was no figure of the girl?

The huge dark palace is like an abyss that devours people. The guards in black robes hold their spears and stand solemnly like statues. Their faces are pale and cold, and their calm eyes are stained with blood. In the darkness, it is like a scorching rose blooming.The dark palace is the king's palace of the blood clan, facing the distant Holy See. They are the messengers of the night and the pure blood royal family.On the noble and mysterious throne inlaid with gemstones and surrounded by roses, the brown-haired, blood-eyed royal wears a crown that symbolizes power, and a silent murderous intent flashes in his lazy and noble eyes.The eyes of the old and middle-aged people standing by His Highness all had bright blood in their eyes. With their right hands touching their chests, they bowed down to salute the person on the throne.Wang raised his hand slightly, and an invisible force slowly rose from his palm. The entire palace was full of strong winds. Everyone glanced at each other, with horror in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." One of them took a small step forward and said cautiously and respectfully.The pressure in the palace suddenly decreased, and all the officials were relieved.

"Cheng Moyi, do you know about your heir's collusion with the upper realm?" The man slowly stepped down from the throne, the black robe on his body moved automatically without wind, and the pressure slowly passed from the sleeves of his clothes.He walked slowly, every step seemed to step on the apex of everyone's heart.Finally, he stopped slowly in front of Cheng Moyi, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.

"You, do you understand what I mean?"

In the royal city, a huge white stone pillar stands tall, and thick silver chains surround the stone pillar, firmly locking the slender figure hanging in the middle.His head was drooping, his soft hair covered his face, only a thin white lip showed his weakness at the moment.That's the place closest to the sun, but fortunately it's already night, otherwise I'm afraid there should be another layer of burning sensation.A touch of blood flashed unconsciously in his pupils, silver imprisoned him and brought unspeakable pain at the same time.He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to pass out.The facial expressions of the blood soldiers below remained unchanged, carrying out the orders they received.

The wind blew across his cheeks, rubbing the scent of roses from a distant place into the wind, and lightly passed over the tip of his nose. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the top of his hair, and the silver-like stream of water flowed along with the hair.He opened his lips in a low voice, murmuring something.Tomorrow he will be slain on a white marble column to pay for his deeds.His expression was vaguely unclear, but the sword in the darkness was ready to strike.

puff--

The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh was very clear, the iron spear fell to the ground with a bang, the soldier opened his mouth wide, tremblingly saw the tip of the sword glowing with silver light from his chest, and his body suddenly turned into a pinch of powder.The girl changed into the black clothes that blended into the night, and flicked the long sword casually, the blood on the sword was scattered in all directions, without a single drop falling on the blade.She raised her head, raised her sword and slashed at the silver chain that locked him, and the crisp sound brought the sound of approaching footsteps.She looked around, and before anyone arrived, a white halo suddenly flashed in her palm, and as the halo flew forward, the silver chain melted automatically, leaving behind a deep blue halo. color flame.His body fell quickly as the silver chain disappeared, and the white wings behind the girl spread out to catch him lightly with outstretched arms, and slowly landed on the ground.

hurry up...

He barely opened his mouth, but only spit out vague words, Yolanda gritted his teeth slightly, and was about to take him into the air with him.At that time, the endless black sky was suddenly dyed with a strange blood-colored light, and the magic circle of the six-pointed star slowly unfolded from mid-air. She suddenly seemed to hit a solid wall, and was bounced back to the ground by huge pressure.

At this time, the blood clans around were already approaching, and Huayi's blood clan king walked ahead of all the officials, obviously planning carefully.The low-level vampires who kept rushing forward made her unable to break through the siege with the non-attacking Orange Mojing, and the sword light in her hand was getting slower and slower.

"Your Excellency the Judgment has no way out, why don't you let him go, I can promise you to let Cheng Mojing go."

The long silver sword in her hand was still bleeding, and the blood slowly lay down from the tip of the sword, leaving long traces on the ground.She held Orange Mojing with one hand, the long sword was stuck on the ground, and the white halo in the palm of her hand flashed again.

"oracle--"

She chanted a spell in a low voice, and the light cluster in her palm emitted a soft light, but this light released a deep blue from the center of light, and finally turned into a cold blue flame, walking among vampires like a letter-spitting snake .The blood clans approaching were exploding and dying. She regained her senses a little, and the long sword on the ground pierced the heart of the man who was attacking from behind.

Her strength is constantly draining, and the cold voice in her mind echoes