may think that Othello's appearance looks too miserable, in order to prevent himself from sucking blood and sucking half, Othello fainted, and he had to take the blame, and the night wind completely poured half a bag of best blood on him to save his life.

Originally, seeing his action, others thought that Night Wind was to "be a man and leave a line", and kindly save Othello.

Unexpectedly, they saw that Night Wind took out a handkerchief with a disgusted face, and wiped a part of Othello's neck vigorously, even the skin was red, and Night Wind was satisfied, and then ...... Sticking out his fangs mercilessly, he gritted in.

Everyone present: "......"

When they saw this scene, everyone was confused.

The night wind was unceremonious, and directly sucked the person's blood away, and Othello was going to faint directly even if he didn't faint! The whole person was confused.

Ye Feng glanced at the blood bag in his hand, and then at Othello, who was about to die, as if he had made some major decision, and poured half of the best blood left in his hand into Othello's mouth again.

Immediately, he clapped his hands as if he had brushed off the dust, allowing Othello to fall directly to the ground, turning around and leaving in a chic and neat manner.

Witnessing this scene, in the only building of the arena, the corners of the mouth of a handsome man watching the game in the attic hooked a shallow arc, and he shook the goblet in his hand leisurely, and the bright red liquid was almost shaking out of the cup, but the man took it to his mouth and took a sip gently.

"Larne. ”

The handsome man suddenly called a name, not loud, but enough to be noticed by the deaf and discerning vampire hiding in the shadows.

"Your Highness. ”

A man in a tuxedo appeared out of thin air, blessed the man, performed a standard aristocratic etiquette, and then stood behind the man with low eyebrows, waiting for his orders at any time.

The man was dressed in a white nightgown with a loose neckline, revealing a large area of snow-white skin without care, revealing a body with perfect muscle lines, appropriately shaped abdominal muscles, and a faint mermaid line.

He stepped barefoot on the floor covered with an expensive cashmere blanket with one foot, and the other foot was stacked on it, and he swayed carelessly, even the white toes of jade looked perfect. There is nothing in this person's appearance that is not suitable for perfection, even if it is a woman, I am afraid that I will be jealous when I see it...... No, I can't even afford to be jealous.

However, for the man's appearance, the man who was called "Rahn" and was called "Rahn", who was wearing a tuxedo and suspected to be a man's butler, was unmoved, as if he had become accustomed to it, and quietly listened to the orders of his highness.

"Rahn, do you see that cutie in the arena?" the man smiled lazily, tilted his head, raised his hand and pointed as if at random, but the direction of the finger fell precisely on the body of Night Wind.

Hearing His Royal Highness's words, Rahn frowned slightly, and then wanted to look up at the night breeze seriously through the window, but he didn't want to, as if he was glimpsing his intentions, the man suddenly changed his face, and slapped him directly, Rahn's figure was fanned, and he took several steps back, and a red and swollen palm print quickly floated on his face, and there was faint blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

But Rahn didn't change his face, and he didn't make any extra moves, restraining his instinctive feeling of wanting to raise his hand to cover the wound, and suppressed the ** who was provoked to show his fangs, Rahn's figure shook, and after standing still, he returned to his original position, still looking like a respectful housekeeper.

The man glanced at him coldly, and said in a cold tone, "Who allowed you to see it?"

Rahn was slightly silent, but he didn't feel the slightest bit at a loss, but knelt down in a kind way to follow the man's words.

The man's face changed unpredictably, and in an instant he smiled like a flower, and his face was extremely bewildering, and he lifted his feet as white as jade, and raised Rahn's chin slightly with his toes, and looked at his face.

Rahn never dared to set his eyes on the man, just lowered his eyes, did not move his gaze casually, and did not feel the slightest shame for such a gesture.

"Rahn, I found out that you have a good skin too!"

The man's face suddenly became gloomy again, he put down his feet, and tapped the ground with his toes as if he was careless, tilting his head to look at Rahne, his tone extremely innocent.

"But I don't like it—might as well ruin it?"

The man's words were soft, as if they were in a consultative tone.

But Rahn immediately raised his hand without hesitation, and a black blade was condensed in his hand, and he slashed a few random slashes on his face.

The force was not light, and black blood began to flow out all of a sudden.

"Dirty. The man frowned suddenly in disgust, and his tone was extremely cold.

In the next moment, all the blood on Rahn's face was gone, leaving only the ugly scars that crisscrossed him.

The man snorted coldly, as if he was extremely unhappy, and he didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly burst into a smile, "Forget it! Rahn, you've always been so boring! I'm going to find a more fun toy!"

Rahne's face changed suddenly, and he fell to the ground, lifting the man's white feet in a reverent manner, and gently dropping a kiss on the instep.

Rahne's long eyelashes kept fluttering, and he sighed, his tone extremely clear and beautiful, "Please not abandon Rahne, Your Highness." ”

But he didn't want to, the man's face changed greatly, and he kicked Rahn away with a heavy kick without mercy, trampled him under his feet, kneaded his face with his feet, and finally seemed to be satisfied with Raen's pleading eyes, and let go of Raen, and opened his mouth like grace.

"Well, you're boring, but you can amuse me occasionally, and it's kind of useful. Okay, you know what I just said, I'll leave that cutie to you, it's rare to meet an interesting person, and I don't want to see him when I wake up, you know?"

The man stood up and said with a wink at Rahne.

Rahn quickly knelt up, knocked his head on the ground, and said seriously and respectfully, "Rahn will never let His Highness down." ”

The man was finally satisfied, and waved his big hand to let Rahne retreat, but when Rahne walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, and said happily, "I hope the next time I see you, you don't have such an ugly face! Otherwise, it will make me feel very bad~~"

Rahn paused in his footsteps, and then politely and carefully closed the door.

However, after Rahn carefully closed the door without making a sound, the man in the room disappeared.

Leaving the room, Rahn seemed to be the butler of the Holanger family, who was sought after by everyone outside, and immediately a child took the initiative to greet him.

"Lord Rahne, is there anything Your Highness needs to order?"

Rahn gave the boy a superfluous look, and walked forward without changing his face, the scarred face on top of it slowly fading as he moved.

"Who's fighting in the Arena?"

Rahne's steps were so big and hurried that the boy behind him could only trot to keep up, and when he heard his question, he quickly replied, "It's His Highness Othello, the number one in the arena, and a new Boy of the Night Wind." ”

Although in front of the talented one, Othello may not be worthy of being called "Your Highness". But for children, it is a mistake to be respectful and not to be made.

Only Rahn snorted coldly, seemingly disdainfully.

"Go and give me the information of the two people who just played in the arena, and by the way, help me arrange my itinerary, I'm going to meet with the new Night Breeze Boy. As for the time...... I don't want to wait until tomorrow to see people, you know?"

Although Rahn didn't look at the kid directly, the sudden treacherous aura around him also made the kid understand that there was no other negotiable place for this matter, it was just a notice and an order.

"Understood, Lord Rahne. ”

Hearing the child's reluctance to reply, Rahn hooked the corners of his lips as if satisfied, "Then you can step down." - By the way, let Anna and the others serve me. ”

“…… Be. ”

Xiao Tong didn't dare to refuse, and after a little hesitation, he felt the sudden increase in coercion beside him, and hurriedly answered.

Finally satisfied, Rahn walked to his destination, opened the door, entered his room, and turned the child away.

In front of His Highness, he is a dog without dignity, but in front of outsiders, he is the sought-after butler of the Holanger family, one of the royal families with the blood of the ancestors, and is very flattering.

…………

……

Night Wind was already about to leave after the game, taking Jin Ruono with him, but after he walked out of the arena, someone suddenly appeared in a hurry and stopped him.

"Nightwind Boy, please stay. ”

The person who came was a little out of breath, as if he had been running all the way.

But after appearing in front of the night wind, this person maintained a good demeanor, first saluted him before speaking.

"Dear Night Breeze Boy, I am Xiao Fang, the person in charge of the arena side. The person who came first introduced himself with a polite Xiaorong, but he didn't wait for the night wind to say anything, just followed and continued.

"Actually, here's the thing, after watching your game today, Lord Rahn, Holanger's butler, admires you very much and wants to ask you to talk about it, I wonder when you will have time to talk?"

The boy who was blocking the way asked very friendly, but Night Breeze raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to refuse, but he thought of something instead.

“…… The Holanger clan is a royal family with ancestral blood, and the one that has never been much of a rival to the Cain's family?"

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(PS: The following is the filler content.)

Everyone has also seen it, and today the metamorphosis debuted, and it took a bit of a lot of thought.

But don't you feel very emotional?!

Say sorry first, and then the remaining 1000 words will be added later~Momoda~)

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Gently I go,

As I come gently;

I beckoned gently,

Be the clouds of the western heavens.

Quietly I'm gone,

As I came quietly;

I waved my sleeves,

Do not take away a single cloud.

Some people have a lot of opportunities to meet, but they always find excuses to shirk it, and when they meet, they have no chance. Some people have a lot of opportunities to do it, but they put it off day by day, and when they want to do it, they find that they don't have the opportunity. Some love gives you a lot of opportunities, but you don't care, you don't care, and you don't have the opportunity to love when you want to pay attention. Sometimes, life is always ironic, and a turn may be a lifetime.

Every time I laughed, my heart cried fiercely.

The most painful distance is that you are not around, but in my heart.

Sweet dream is a balloon, held in the hand, yearning for the blue sky.

Pingshui meets, chats speculatively, parting is always looking back again and again, thousands of reluctance. But this is probably the case in the world, how many relationships are unforgettable, how many people have been engraved in the blood and bones, how many times you expect to be forever, but probably they are powerless to resist the fate that they cannot break free from in the wilderness - separation. So, relatives are separated, friends are scattered all over the place, and the last thing that accompanies you is just who met you at the right time and at the right time, just by chance.

Therefore, if someone has accompanied you through countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, experienced ups and downs, and seen the prosperity of the world, when you look back, he is still there, you are full of joy, and suddenly turn into a light breeze, "Hey, it turns out that you are still here." "But one word, you know, he understands. This kind of joy starts from the heart and comes from the heart, how beautiful can the word be clear.

Time flies, everything passes. The heart of Sijun can be seen by the sun and the moon. But so what? Time is too long, it can be abundant, it can be desolate. One day, I will be able to walk in front of you with Nana, smile, say I have loved, say cherish, from now on, you are just you, I am just me.

Couples who have been separated for a long time meet and ask

"How are you?"

"I'm fine. ”

The expressions of the male and female protagonists couldn't be calmer, what an ordinary picture, what an embarrassing greeting. Thousands of such scenes are played out every day. We don't know how many times such a breezy greeting is the result of a lot of skill behind the scenes, and we don't know how many tears are secretly accumulated. As you don't know, the little mood swing you have now is a pity that I can't crave for countless times.

What does it mean to be redundant? a padded jacket in summer, a fan in winter, and your hospitality after I am discouraged.

All the impatience can't wait.

A word should be spoken, before it can be spoken, I don't know how to cry, a fluttering. Love is not heavy, it is not born, love is not deep, and it does not fall into reincarnation. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to give everything I have to give you a worry-free smile for a lifetime.

may think that Othello's appearance looks too miserable, in order to prevent himself from sucking blood and sucking half, Othello fainted, and he had to take the blame, and the night wind completely poured half a bag of best blood on him to save his life.

Originally, seeing his action, others thought that Night Wind was to "be a man and leave a line", and kindly save Othello.

Unexpectedly, they saw that Night Wind took out a handkerchief with a disgusted face, and wiped a part of Othello's neck vigorously, even the skin was red, and Night Wind was satisfied, and then ...... Sticking out his fangs mercilessly, he gritted in.

Everyone present: "......"

When they saw this scene, everyone was confused.

The night wind was unceremonious, and directly sucked the person's blood away, and Othello was going to faint directly even if he didn't faint! The whole person was confused.

Ye Feng glanced at the blood bag in his hand, and then at Othello, who was about to die, as if he had made some major decision, and poured half of the best blood left in his hand into Othello's mouth again.

Immediately, he clapped his hands as if he had brushed off the dust, allowing Othello to fall directly to the ground, turning around and leaving in a chic and neat manner.

Witnessing this scene, in the only building of the arena, the corners of the mouth of a handsome man watching the game in the attic hooked a shallow arc, and he shook the goblet in his hand leisurely, and the bright red liquid was almost shaking out of the cup, but the man took it to his mouth and took a sip gently.

"Larne. ”

The handsome man suddenly called a name, not loud, but enough to be noticed by the deaf and discerning vampire hiding in the shadows.

"Your Highness. ”

A man in a tuxedo appeared out of thin air, blessed the man, performed a standard aristocratic etiquette, and then stood behind the man with low eyebrows, waiting for his orders at any time.

The man was dressed in a white nightgown with a loose neckline, revealing a large area of snow-white skin without care, revealing a body with perfect muscle lines, appropriately shaped abdominal muscles, and a faint mermaid line.

He stepped barefoot on the floor covered with an expensive cashmere blanket with one foot, and the other foot was stacked on it, and he swayed carelessly, even the white toes of jade looked perfect. There is nothing in this person's appearance that is not suitable for perfection, even if it is a woman, I am afraid that I will be jealous when I see it...... No, I can't even afford to be jealous.

However, for the man's appearance, the man who was called "Rahn" and was called "Rahn", who was wearing a tuxedo and suspected to be a man's butler, was unmoved, as if he had become accustomed to it, and quietly listened to the orders of his highness.

"Rahn, do you see that cutie in the arena?" the man smiled lazily, tilted his head, raised his hand and pointed as if at random, but the direction of the finger fell precisely on the body of Night Wind.

Hearing His Royal Highness's words, Rahn frowned slightly, and then wanted to look up at the night breeze seriously through the window, but he didn't want to, as if he was glimpsing his intentions, the man suddenly changed his face, and slapped him directly, Rahn's figure was fanned, and he took several steps back, and a red and swollen palm print quickly floated on his face, and there was faint blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

But Rahn didn't change his face, and he didn't make any extra moves, restraining his instinctive feeling of wanting to raise his hand to cover the wound, and suppressed the ** who was provoked to show his fangs, Rahn's figure shook, and after standing still, he returned to his original position, still looking like a respectful housekeeper.

The man glanced at him coldly, and said in a cold tone, "Who allowed you to see it?"

Rahn was slightly silent, but he didn't feel the slightest bit at a loss, but knelt down in a kind way to follow the man's words.

The man's face changed unpredictably, and in an instant he smiled like a flower, and his face was extremely bewildering, and he lifted his feet as white as jade, and raised Rahn's chin slightly with his toes, and looked at his face.

Rahn never dared to set his eyes on the man, just lowered his eyes, did not move his gaze casually, and did not feel the slightest shame for such a gesture.

"Rahn, I found out that you have a good skin too!"

The man's face suddenly became gloomy again, he put down his feet, and tapped the ground with his toes as if he was careless, tilting his head to look at Rahne, his tone extremely innocent.

"But I don't like it—might as well ruin it?"

The man's words were soft, as if they were in a consultative tone.

But Rahn immediately raised his hand without hesitation, and a black blade was condensed in his hand, and he slashed a few random slashes on his face.

The force was not light, and black blood began to flow out all of a sudden.

"Dirty. The man frowned suddenly in disgust, and his tone was extremely cold.

In the next moment, all the blood on Rahn's face was gone, leaving only the ugly scars that crisscrossed him.

The man snorted coldly, as if he was extremely unhappy, and he didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly burst into a smile, "Forget it! Rahn, you've always been so boring! I'm going to find a more fun toy!"

Rahne's face changed suddenly, and he fell to the ground, lifting the man's white feet in a reverent manner, and gently dropping a kiss on the instep.

Rahne's long eyelashes kept fluttering, and he sighed, his tone extremely clear and beautiful, "Please not abandon Rahne, Your Highness." ”

But he didn't want to, the man's face changed greatly, and he kicked Rahn away with a heavy kick without mercy, trampled him under his feet, kneaded his face with his feet, and finally seemed to be satisfied with Raen's pleading eyes, and let go of Raen, and opened his mouth like grace.

"Well, you're boring, but you can amuse me occasionally, and it's kind of useful. Okay, you know what I just said, I'll leave that cutie to you, it's rare to meet an interesting person, and I don't want to see him when I wake up, you know?"

The man stood up and said with a wink at Rahne.

Rahn quickly knelt up, knocked his head on the ground, and said seriously and respectfully, "Rahn will never let His Highness down." ”

The man was finally satisfied, and waved his big hand to let Rahne retreat, but when Rahne walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, and said happily, "I hope the next time I see you, you don't have such an ugly face! Otherwise, it will make me feel very bad~~"

Rahn paused in his footsteps, and then politely and carefully closed the door.

However, after Rahn carefully closed the door without making a sound, the man in the room disappeared.

Leaving the room, Rahn seemed to be the butler of the Holanger family, who was sought after by everyone outside, and immediately a child took the initiative to greet him.

"Lord Rahne, is there anything Your Highness needs to order?"

Rahn gave the boy a superfluous look, and walked forward without changing his face, the scarred face on top of it slowly fading as he moved.

"Who's fighting in the Arena?"

Rahne's steps were so big and hurried that the boy behind him could only trot to keep up, and when he heard his question, he quickly replied, "It's His Highness Othello, the number one in the arena, and a new Boy of the Night Wind." ”

Although in front of the talented one, Othello may not be worthy of being called "Your Highness". But for children, it is a mistake to be respectful and not to be made.

Only Rahn snorted coldly, seemingly disdainfully.

"Go and give me the information of the two people who just played in the arena, and by the way, help me arrange my itinerary, I'm going to meet with the new Night Breeze Boy. As for the time...... I don't want to wait until tomorrow to see people, you know?"

Although Rahn didn't look at the kid directly, the sudden treacherous aura around him also made the kid understand that there was no other negotiable place for this matter, it was just a notice and an order.

"Understood, Lord Rahne. ”

Hearing the child's reluctance to reply, Rahn hooked the corners of his lips as if satisfied, "Then you can step down." - By the way, let Anna and the others serve me. ”

“…… Be. ”

Xiao Tong didn't dare to refuse, and after a little hesitation, he felt the sudden increase in coercion beside him, and hurriedly answered.

Finally satisfied, Rahn walked to his destination, opened the door, entered his room, and turned the child away.

In front of His Highness, he is a dog without dignity, but in front of outsiders, he is the sought-after butler of the Holanger family, one of the royal families with the blood of the ancestors, and is very flattering.

…………

……

Night Wind was already about to leave after the game, taking Jin Ruono with him, but after he walked out of the arena, someone suddenly appeared in a hurry and stopped him.

"Nightwind Boy, please stay. ”

The person who came was a little out of breath, as if he had been running all the way.

But after appearing in front of the night wind, this person maintained a good demeanor, first saluted him before speaking.

"Dear Night Breeze Boy, I am Xiao Fang, the person in charge of the arena side. The person who came first introduced himself with a polite Xiaorong, but he didn't wait for the night wind to say anything, just followed and continued.

"Actually, here's the thing, after watching your game today, Lord Rahn, Holanger's butler, admires you very much and wants to ask you to talk about it, I wonder when you will have time to talk?"

The boy who was blocking the way asked very friendly, but Night Breeze raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to refuse, but he thought of something instead.

“…… The Holanger clan is a royal family with ancestral blood, and the one that has never been much of a rival to the Cain's family?"

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(PS: The following is the filler content.)

Everyone has also seen it, and today the metamorphosis debuted, and it took a bit of a lot of thought.

But don't you feel very emotional?!

Say sorry first, and then the remaining 1000 words will be added later~Momoda~)

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Gently I go,

As I come gently;

I beckoned gently,

Be the clouds of the western heavens.

Quietly I'm gone,

As I came quietly;

I waved my sleeves,

Do not take away a single cloud.

Some people have a lot of opportunities to meet, but they always find excuses to shirk it, and when they meet, they have no chance. Some people have a lot of opportunities to do it, but they put it off day by day, and when they want to do it, they find that they don't have the opportunity. Some love gives you a lot of opportunities, but you don't care, you don't care, and you don't have the opportunity to love when you want to pay attention. Sometimes, life is always ironic, and a turn may be a lifetime.

Every time I laughed, my heart cried fiercely.

The most painful distance is that you are not around, but in my heart.

Sweet dream is a balloon, held in the hand, yearning for the blue sky.

Pingshui meets, chats speculatively, parting is always looking back again and again, thousands of reluctance. But this is probably the case in the world, how many relationships are unforgettable, how many people have been engraved in the blood and bones, how many times you expect to be forever, but probably they are powerless to resist the fate that they cannot break free from in the wilderness - separation. So, relatives are separated, friends are scattered all over the place, and the last thing that accompanies you is just who met you at the right time and at the right time, just by chance.

Therefore, if someone has accompanied you through countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, experienced ups and downs, and seen the prosperity of the world, when you look back, he is still there, you are full of joy, and suddenly turn into a light breeze, "Hey, it turns out that you are still here." "But one word, you know, he understands. This kind of joy starts from the heart and comes from the heart, how beautiful can the word be clear.

Time flies, everything passes. The heart of Sijun can be seen by the sun and the moon. But so what? Time is too long, it can be abundant, it can be desolate. One day, I will be able to walk in front of you with Nana, smile, say I have loved, say cherish, from now on, you are just you, I am just me.

Couples who have been separated for a long time meet and ask

"How are you?"

"I'm fine. ”

The expressions of the male and female protagonists couldn't be calmer, what an ordinary picture, what an embarrassing greeting. Thousands of such scenes are played out every day. We don't know how many times such a breezy greeting is the result of a lot of skill behind the scenes, and we don't know how many tears are secretly accumulated. As you don't know, the little mood swing you have now is a pity that I can't crave for countless times.

What does it mean to be redundant? a padded jacket in summer, a fan in winter, and your hospitality after I am discouraged.

All the impatience can't wait.

A word should be spoken, before it can be spoken, I don't know how to cry, a fluttering. Love is not heavy, it is not born, love is not deep, and it does not fall into reincarnation. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to give everything I have to give you a worry-free smile for a lifetime.