vampire knight rose blood

"it's beautiful……"

In the spreading darkness, a cold and strange female voice wound up like a poisonous snake. The chestnut-haired boy frowned, but his opened eyes were covered by cold fingers. From between his fingers, he saw lips stained with blood. , coquettish like a devil.

A creepy chill rose uncontrollably in his chest. He wanted to move, but found that every part of his body was uncontrollable. He could only hear the voice approaching his ears, and the icy breath brushed against his skin:

"It really looks like..." The fingers covering his eyes tightened, and then the voice sighed softly: "Unfortunately, you are not him after all..."

The soft words were spoken word by word, but he felt the sharp nails of those hands piercing his eye sockets bit by bit——

"pivot?"

A slightly hurried voice from Tuoma sounded, and Jiu Lanshu opened his eyes suddenly, and broke free from the black dream, only to realize that he had fallen asleep at some point.

"You... had a nightmare?" Even though the expression on Jiu Lanshu's face didn't change, as a good friend of Jiu Lanshu, a Tuoma could see what happened from his tense body just now, Jiu Lanshu reached out and rubbed Rubbing between his brows, he didn't answer a question, then he suddenly froze and turned his head away. Sure enough, the silver-haired girl sitting next to him was staring at him with blinking eyes——

"Scared—Annaville, let's send Jun Jiulan home first."

"No problem." The housekeeper replied with a smile.

"..." Jiu Lanshu turned his head, pushed the car door straight and walked down. The car stopped in front of a gray castle. Under the night, the tops of the overlapping towers seemed to be flickering with the light of candles. He said lightly. : "Vampire's Castle."

"Does the Black Crow Lord actually live here?" A Tuoma also got out of the car, looked at the magnificent castle in front of him, and scratched his head in confusion. Who are you looking for?"

"The people of 'Xiao'—Phoenix." I passed him and walked to the front of the castle. There was no sound around, but it made people feel that the place was getting weirder. The breath of vampires other than hemp.

"Immortal... bird?" a Tama was confused.

"Miss Morino Yumiya, presumably belongs to the ancient blood clan, one of the original founders of the Rose Blood Project, and because of her long lifespan as a vampire, she is called the phoenix of 'Akatsuki'." Annaville smiled and explained to a Tuoma Confused, the other party's eyes widened in disbelief: "Ancient blood race?"

"The remnants of the pre-jihad era." Jiu Lanshu explained, and his wine-red eyes glanced at me: "Aside from the phoenix, what other guys are there?"

I shook my head, followed the strange feeling in my heart, and raised my hand to touch the wall of the castle: "This is not sister Yumiya's place, I don't know who she came here to look for, but what is certain is that the people inside are also The ancient blood race." I glanced at Jiu Lanshu: "It stands to reason that those guys should have been extinct for tens of thousands of years, why did they suddenly appear?"

"No one can accurately grasp the traces of the ancient blood race, including me." Jiu Lanshu looked at the castle in front of him solemnly, and said lightly: "The history of the blood race ended about 2 years ago. Today's pure-blood family Most of the ancestors are survivors of the post-jihad era, and many people only know about the ancient blood race through legends, and they know nothing about their abilities."

He suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes, and a red light began to shine inside: "It's an enchantment, step back."

A Tama and I looked at each other, and we both backed away, and then I felt a faint wave of energy coming, and the castle in front of me seemed to be peeled off a layer of skin, showing the real side in front of us.

Seen from the open entrance, the interior of the entire castle is a huge hollow. Tens of thousands of lit candles faintly exude warm light. Layers of stone steps spiral up along the inner wall of the castle, and there is no bottom at the end. dark.

I don’t know a black shadow flashed from that corner, and when I concentrated my attention, a vampire in a black cloak was already standing quietly not far from us, his cold and rigid voice was like a sharp voice. Stones across the ground generally:

"Outsiders, report your name."

The black hood covered half of his face, but I could feel his eyes resting on Jiu Lanshu.

"Jiulan." Jiu Lanshu said his surname. For these ancient vampires, they are often used to memorizing their surnames. Sure enough, the vampire continued coldly: "Fifth generation, what are you doing here?"

Fifth Generation?I took a look at Jiu Lanshu, the blood race has been multiplied to a powerful thirteen generations through the first embrace, but no No.14 generation was born in the future.Today's pure-bloods are mostly descendants of vampires from the seventh generation onwards in the post-jihad era.Unexpectedly, Jiu Lanshu, as a vampire in the post-jihad era, is actually a fifth-generation vampire.

That is to say, it was the fourth generation who turned him into a vampire, the ancestor of the Jiulan clan?

No matter what, the guy in front of him could recognize Jiu Lanshu as a fifth-generation vampire instead of a fifth-generation descendant when he met him.

"I want to represent the surviving vampires and pay a visit to the adult inside." Facing the other party's indifferent voice, Jiu Lanshu's expression was gentle and polite. After taking a look, his eyes swept over me: "Human?"

He looked at Annaville behind me, and the housekeeper smiled and bent over: "Mr. Vampire, my master and I are here to find someone—the two guests invited by your master."

"I understand." Unexpectedly, the vampire nodded cheerfully. He raised his hand slightly, and a man in a black cloak came out from the darkness in the castle: "Take them there."

Then the vampire turned his attention to Jiulanshu again: "My master should be very happy to see you, Jiulan."

Jiu Lanshu smiled and nodded slightly, his face was calm, his eyes moved, and he glanced at me: "One, don't follow me."

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In the dim candlelight, the pale vampire frowned slightly, and the black robe was elegantly laid out on the seat along the curve of his arm. Suddenly he opened his eyes as if feeling something, and the huge room he was in The door has been pushed open.

A slight smile finally appeared on the vampire's indifferent and majestic face.

The visitor was wearing a white coat that seemed to last ten years. Her long purple curly hair almost covered her eyes in a decadent way. Her footsteps were loose and leisurely, as if she was a wanderer aimlessly. She also looked at the vampire sitting above, The corner of his lips tugged helplessly:

"It's been a long time, Hussel, I almost forgot about you like a guy in the grave."

The vampire named Hussel didn't seem to care about the female vampire's verbal offense. Instead, he sighed helplessly: "It seems that whether it is 2 years ago or 2 years later, you are equally unhappy. See me, Yumiya," he straightened up, a pair of eyes on the indifferent face swept across the female vampire in front of him, his eyes flashed as if he was looking at prey, his deep voice slowly said Flowing in the air:

"Even though, you are the 'key' I specially left behind."

Morino Yumi also didn't seem to see the predatory look in Hussel's eyes, she lazily pulled her messy long hair, and sat down on a chair beside her: "Ah, I already understood my Mission - to be your 'creation', a fifth generation, but..."

The female vampire lazily raised her eyes and glanced at Hussel: "However, I suddenly remembered that I haven't taken a bath for 2000 years... Can you take a bite?"

There was a very subtle change in Hussel's face in an instant.

After a while, he sighed deeply: "Yumiya, you really don't look like a vampire."

"Who said that? I'm a real vampire," Morino Yumi also tilted her head, purple curly hair covered half of her face, and said in a strange and gloomy tone: "Vampires are things that exude a rotten atmosphere... "

She laughed so much that her shoulders trembled, but she slowly got up and walked in front of Hussel, but she didn't even look at him, letting him pull herself down and let his fangs approach her neck.

The blood was draining little by little, but Morino Yumiya still had a playful smile on the corner of her mouth: "Hussel Carpathia..."

Her slow tone was mixed with sarcasm: "The great fourth generation, the fourth prince of the empire, before you completed the mission entrusted by Cain 2 years ago, you already predicted that you would wake up again in the future." One day," the female vampire's face gradually paled, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her eyes: "You are afraid that after waking up, your power will be greatly reduced and you will be coveted by other vampires, so you left me this 'key' to seal you hidden in your body. Part of the power in..."

"You tell me, I can't die, I only exist for you - but I only know after 2 years that there is nothing worthy of my existence." She had given up on searching for salvation, she had lived enough, if she could be freed like this, then there was no reason to refuse.

After all, she was originally a "key" - from which she was born, and from which she should also fall.

However, Hussle Carpathia pulled out the blood-stained fangs, hugged the vampire who was sucked by her and him, and gently parted his blood-stained lips: "Why do you have no meaning of existence? Yumiya. "

Once the low and indifferent tone is colored with gentleness, it is like the deadliest poison.

"My most perfect 'key', your blood is as beautiful as your life." Pale and bony fingers climbed up the female vampire's face covered by curly hair, pulled her down by the neck, and pulled her down from the neck. On the other side, he stabbed his fangs greedily.

beauty?

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that there seems to be such a person who also praised me." As the blood was crazily drained, a vague figure seemed to appear in front of her eyes, she muttered to herself, with the corners of her lips slightly curved.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Mudd Fanzhuo." After saying a few words, the vampire in the black hood kept walking forward, but Jiu Lanshu, who was following behind, was caught off guard by the other party's sudden words. And raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Jiu Lanshu." Jiu Lanshu said his name.

A huge basement appeared in front of him, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, but Jiu Lanshu keenly had a bad premonition.

"Very good." The vampire seemed to chuckle, and he walked straight in, but Jiu Lanshu stopped, his face slowly sank, in the darkness, he could see that his surroundings were already Surrounded by vampires, pairs of scarlet eyes raised up, greedy and malicious eyes looked at him.

The vampire leading the way turned around, took off his hood, and a pale and handsome face appeared in Jiu Lanshu's field of vision: "Leave your blood... dedicated to the great Hussel Capa Lord West Asia."

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