silent in the black lake

When I opened my eyes, it was still his delicate face

But the difference is that he is wearing a pitch-black top hat, a black velvet cape, and a scarf inlaid with amethyst, as if he is about to go out.

"Are you awake?" He pulled me up with a smirk, and handed me a goblet full of bright red liquid, "Drink this up."

"No" I refused decisively, trying to figure out what it was with my toes

"It seems that you still like this room very much and don't want to go out with me." He raised his eyebrows

I immediately understood what he meant, I can only go out with him if I drink that cup of blood, otherwise I can only continue to be locked in this room

"You didn't say you would drink this before taking me out, what we agreed on is that you take me out" I tried to struggle with words

He pinched my chin and lifted it up, scorned me and said: "You are getting more and more capable, block me like I say."

He shook the goblet full of the bright red liquid again, and said, "Since you said that, let me tell you clearly, now I don't want to take you out unless you drink it."

"Cut, you don't believe what you say." I rolled my eyes at him.

"So what?" He rubbed my chin, smiled evilly and said, "As a toy, you have nothing to do with me."

"But" he shook the glass of liquid in front of me again and said, "I said it's just tomato juice, you can drink it or not"

tomato juice?I looked at the glass of red liquid in disbelief, and then at him. Seeing his smirk, I immediately wondered what his intentions were for making such a fuss

"Drink or not?" He suddenly became serious, and handed the cup to my eyes, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

I took the cup and secretly observed his expression. He saw me take the cup, and his face suddenly eased a lot.

I slowly brought the cup close to my mouth, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth

I slowly raised the cup, the liquid began to move towards my mouth, his black eyes lit up suddenly, he seemed a little happy

I raised my head and drank the liquid in the glass. It really was tomato juice. I guessed it right. If it was blood, if he just wanted me to bear more guilt, there would be a hint of sneer in his expression, not such pure joy

"Looks like you still trust me," he said with a chuckle.

I am a little dumbfounded, it turns out that all this trouble is just to test whether I believe him or not

"Then I will remind you mercifully." He suddenly became serious again, staring into my eyes, and said very seriously: "No matter what anyone tells you or asks you to do, you will do it to me." Reject all of them, ignore them all, except for me, no one is trustworthy, do you understand?"

"And" he tightened my waist, stared at me and said, "don't even think about dying, let alone running away"

As far as I can remember, it was the first time I rode in a carriage. Although it was very spacious, I felt a little dizzy after sitting for three days. I have a sore back

In desperation, I had no choice but to find a horse to ride by myself, but I was surprised to find that not only could I ride a horse, but I could also do other things steadily on a running horse

This familiar feeling of riding a horse makes me sure that I used to be very good at riding a horse

In the past three days, I tried to escape once. That night I suddenly woke up and found that he was in a deep sleep, so I got off the carriage secretly, distracted the guards by taking a breath of air, and slipped into the woods to escape. , but before taking two steps, he sprang out from behind the tree like a ghost

At that moment, I didn't know whether it was fear or other emotions. In short, I was a little guilty and hurriedly explained to him that I just came out to get some air. He stared at me for a long time with a gloomy face. When he was about to accept his rage, he suddenly took off his cloak and wrapped it around my shivering body, and without saying a word, he picked me up and carried me back to the carriage

I thought he believed my words, but since then he never rode a horse for me alone, and always locked the car door when he was resting. It was not until the third day when he sucked my blood that he spoke quietly to me. Evaluation of my escape behavior that night: Stubbornness is ridiculous

But what surprised me was some of his changes. I found that he was actually suppressing his temper. Several times I saw the gloomy and irritable gathering in his black eyes. I was even ready to be violated and tyrannical, but in the end He just kept silent

I was even more surprised by my own feelings. When he was not violent and controlled his temper, I actually felt that he was still very gentle, and those words with a commanding tone sounded more like a child who was a bit arrogant. stubborn

We arrived at our destination on the fourth day, freshman

This city is really majestic and prosperous, not to mention the magnificent buildings, and the styles are very different. If you look at the two adjacent buildings casually, they are completely opposite styles, but they complement each other somewhat, and the decoration in the city is even more beautiful. There are gold paintings and flowers, birds, fish and insects, which are not only magnificent but also elegant and tranquil everywhere.

He said that Xinsheng is the starting point of their Night Race, a city that will continue to absorb the advantages of various places and grow by itself, but he also felt that when he first came to Xinsheng, it was almost in ruins, and in the end he felt a little melancholy Introduced to me that in fact, the development of the new students is due to an adult of the night clan

"A real angel, very gentle." He described that adult, and when he talked about that adult, his expression was quite complicated, with nostalgia, helplessness, resentment, and even a touch of guilt that I have never seen before.

The carriage finally drove into the gorgeous, tall and impenetrable castle in the center of Xinsheng. There were ten different flags planted in this castle. On the flags were ten different flowers, but I knew little about flowers, only that one of them was The four-leaf clover flag, this kind of flag can be seen everywhere in his castle, but I was a little strange when I got off the carriage, because the decoration flowers of this castle are not any of the ten flags

He told me that this kind of flower is called forget-me-not, but when I asked curiously, he didn't say anything, anger was still accumulated in his black eyes, I immediately shut up, not to make trouble for myself

"I'll say it again." He suddenly turned around and stared at me, and said seriously, "Don't believe anyone but me, understand?"

I nodded quickly. He has said this sentence to me many times along the way. I never knew that he could be such a mother-in-law.

"Francis doesn't seem to be coming again." Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the half-opened ornate door not far away. This voice made me guess that the person who spoke was a gentle and well-behaved boy, but suddenly the voice came out with a somewhat sinister voice. Charming laugh, "Hmph, so boring"

"Christine, don't mess with Francis all the time." A mature and calm female voice suddenly came out. It is conceivable that the speaker should be a graceful and charming woman. "Be careful, he can really do anything," she said

"Yes, Your Majesty the Princess." The gentle voice sounded again, but he laughed evilly again, "But are you caring about me, Princess, I am really flattered."

"My lord princess cares about you? Hahaha, my lord princess cares about Francis." Suddenly there was another clear laughter like a silver bell, "I'm afraid my lord princess can't wait to kill you."

"I've been wronged here, isn't the princess involved in every single thing, and the first credit goes to the princess." Although the voice of this sentence is very warm, the tone of the speech is extremely evil, and it sounds tingly. She smiled a little, but suddenly the evil spirit in the voice receded, leaving only a clean gentleness, and she even cried a little: "Beatrice, don't be sad, it's not your fault"

"That's enough, don't imitate him." The mature female voice said suddenly, although the anger could be heard hidden in the tone, but the owner of the voice was very well-mannered, did not roar, and spoke very calmly

"This is what you taught me." The warm voice became evil again, sounding a little dangerous, and then he whispered coldly: "Ms. Beatrice"

Suddenly the half-open ornate door was on fire, and it turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. What surprised me was that the flame burning the door turned out to be a strange black-red color.

When the flames disappeared, a woman with exquisite face, gorgeous clothes, and noble and graceful appearance suddenly walked out of the gate. This woman had a heroic look on her brows. Although she was wearing a gorgeous and complicated skirt, she walked with a heroic appearance.

The woman's face was calm, but her frowning eyebrows revealed the anger that was suppressing in her heart at the moment. The woman was stunned for a moment when she saw me standing outside the door with him, then nodded at him, and looked at me with a complicated expression, saying: leave without saying a word

"Beatrice" suddenly chased a man out of the room. This man was very handsome, with a gentlemanly demeanor and a personable demeanor, but in his demeanor there was a sense of awe-inspiring killing intent that could only be condensed on the battlefield.

The man was as stunned as Beatrice when he saw me standing outside the door. Looking at him politely, I can even see an inexplicable respect in his eyes

"He..." The man suddenly reached out to me

He grabbed the arm that the man stretched out to me, and said with a gloomy face, "Beatrice has gone far, only you can call her back"

The man's face also turned cold, he shook off his hand, the murderous intent on his body suddenly became stronger, he glanced at him, brushed off the sleeve he just grabbed, and smiled at me before leaving

I think men probably also regard me as Honor.

"Beatrice must have gone to the Holy Land again." The clear and silver-like voice came from the room again, but this time her voice was obviously sad, "at least I can still see" she said

"You guys have really good memories. You can remember everything so clearly. I'm afraid it's because you don't do too many things at ordinary times." Suddenly a deep voice said mockingly

"It's no match for you, Adolf, you're such a busy person." The warm voice sounded again.

"Christine, if you are free, go and solve the half-vampire matter, don't just look for trouble here." The thick voice directly taught the local lesson

"I'm looking for trouble?" The gentle voice seemed to be angry

"This meeting should be canceled altogether. I come here every year to see you guys quarreling endlessly, and you can't solve any problems." Suddenly a calm and slightly clear voice said

After the voice finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room, I glanced at him, his brows were frowned, his black eyes were uncertain, as if he was thinking or remembering

"Hey, I'm too lazy to tell you, but Francis is more interesting." The gentle voice was no longer as charming and gentle as before, but it became a little cold

"Francis is willing to come if you don't come." Suddenly another deep but clear voice sounded, "Francis sees your face, I'm afraid you will kill yourself if you don't kill yourself."

"It turns out that my face is so powerful." The warm voice became charming again, "That's right, after all, you like 'that', no, come on, what?" The warm voice suddenly became cold again get up, it's sarcasm

"No face and no skin" suddenly a slightly thin and thin voice said, but the voice was not small, but very clear

The warm voice suddenly laughed evilly, "If I have no face and no skin, wouldn't you have a great time? This meeting should be held every day, so that you can look at me every minute, every second, all the time"

"It's good to count the sins on your body." The warm voice suddenly became cold and low

"Ha." The crisp silver bell-like voice smiled disdainfully, "When it comes to crimes, none of us can compare to you and Linton. You two are really 'heroic'."

My heart moved, and I looked at him subconsciously. He had a calm face, but there was an unknown emotion flashing in his black eyes. I immediately understood who he was thinking of, and I couldn't help but become more and more curious about Honor.

"Oh no, I have to admit that I'm no match for Linton in this regard." The gentle voice became evil again, "I, Christine Bryant, is willing to bow down to Linton Yamaroman," the gentle voice suddenly shouted explain

He just walked into the room, I quickly followed

"Shut your mouth if you are willing to bow down to me" he said coldly, but suddenly stopped, I immediately bumped into his back, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me from behind him to his side, strangled my waist, hugged me into arms

Only then did I see the situation in the room clearly. Apart from me and him, there are six other people in this magnificent room at this moment, six night clans to be precise.

They all focused their eyes on me, and suddenly they all froze, with extremely complicated expressions on their faces.

For a long time, that gentle voice laughed evilly loudly. I looked for the sound and found that the owner of the voice was a slender young man with soft blond hair and a face as beautiful as an angel that seemed to not exist in the world. It’s because he has a pair of blue eyes, and the blue looks a bit like green when you look closely. If it weren’t for his evil smile, I think he is just like an angel, and it’s not unreasonable even to describe his temperament as holy. Pass

The young man propped his head on one hand, lay lazily on his side on the luxurious sofa, and laughed for a long time. I have to admit that he looks really good-looking when he smiles, so even though he is leaning forward and backward with a smile that doesn't care about description, I I also subconsciously looked at him a little distracted

The boy "Linton" wiped the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, couldn't help but look at him, showing two sharp teeth, and said with a wicked smile: "After all, you have become like the person you hate the most."

"What right do you have to mock me?" He stared at the boy sullenly, and spit out a word: "Toys"

I was stunned for a moment, always felt that this sentence seemed familiar, and subconsciously looked at the young man twice more.

The young man stopped smiling, his face turned cold immediately, he raised his eyelids to stare at him, and after a long time he uttered a word: "Thief"

His face was instantly occupied by anger, and his bottomless black eyes suddenly became red, and he stretched out his hand to the boy.

The young man sat up straight, his eyes filled with red light instantly, starting from his feet, a strange black-red liquid suddenly appeared on the ground, slowly wriggling and crawling towards us, the black-red liquid covered The place was immediately corroded and collapsed

"Enough, stop!" Beatrice's voice suddenly came from behind, but he and the boy were still in a stalemate

"Do you want to destroy this castle!" Beatrice became a little excited, and walked between him and the boy, "Have the internal and external troubles been resolved! You are still attacking each other here! Do you want to destroy the Night Clan! "

"What's the point of working with a toy?" He suddenly said mockingly, but he put his hand down, and the red light in his eyes went out

"It's really embarrassing to be of the same race as a thief." The young man said with a wicked smile, but he had already lay down lazily, his eyes had returned to blue, and the liquid on the ground had disappeared, and nothing but the sunken ground seemed to be there. nothing happened

"Linton, let him go out." Beatrice suddenly looked at me, and said in an unquestionable tone: "He can't know the content of our meeting."

"May I walk you to your room?" The handsome man who came in with Beatrice suddenly walked up to me, extended his hand to me as if inviting, and asked me with a smile

In the man's eyes, I saw that inexplicable respect again. This is the respect I have never felt from him. I raised my hand and suddenly wanted to give it to the man.

"Go away" His voice of gnashing teeth came from my head, at the same time he suddenly hugged me horizontally, turned around and left without saying a word

"It's so sad, Linton." I heard the boy's voice chuckle not far away

"Okay, that's it for now, let's talk about half-vampires and the human kingdom" I heard Beatrice say

"The Stuart family is still struggling absurdly." I heard the young man say leisurely, "It's really stubborn, isn't it, Linton?"

"Just let Linton go and destroy it." I heard the clear voice like a silver bell say, and I remember that the owner of this voice was the only little girl in the room. She was sitting on the window sill in the corner, dangling her legs , the sun is coming in from her back, so I can't see her face clearly, but I have a feeling she's been looking at me

"After all, Linton is very familiar with the Stuart family..." Before I could finish listening to the girl, I suddenly lost sight of it, and all the voices disappeared, leaving only the whistling of the wind in my ears. I know he's racing