The tearless country of the Western continent, no one knows when he was founded and by whom. However, everyone knows that civilization originated here, that the rich and powerful gathered here, and that the royal palaces of the Land of No Tears were built with magnificence, and that successive kings could not leave it for the rest of their lives.

The mysterious and rich land of no tears, where people live and work in peace, and those who live here know a rumor: vampires rule over mankind.

However, no one has ever seen a vampire, so he can only be a rumor, an after-dinner conversation. The Tearless Land of Nuoda has a large population, and a few people occasionally disappear, which does not attract everyone's attention, even if they hear an ear, people are not surprised, because outside the Tearless Country, there are poisonous miasma forests, fierce man-eating monsters, desertified barren land where nothing grows except wild grass, and the harsh living environment where people die every day.

The City Without Tears is the only oasis, a paradise for the poor and hungry, even if you become a slave, you have to go to the City of No Tears!

The wide, sealed carriage drove along the flat and wide gravel road, and the young man who drove the car, dressed in a black gentleman's tuxedo and with his hat hanging low, sat on the high driver's seat, crossed his arms as if he were sleeping. Strangely, the two tall black horses pulling the cart walked forward in unison, without the need for the young man to whip them away.

In the dark carriage, Zheng Xiao woke up from a stupor, the crowded and cramped environment made him come back to his senses instantly, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of sourness, and he covered his nose uncomfortably. In the previous life, he was spoiled by the black panther all his life, how could he have been treated so badly.

Thinking of the black leopard, Zheng Xiao's heart was sour, tears flowed from his eyes, and two white paths rushed out of his face that he hadn't washed for a few months. He was not the only one crying in the rickety carriage, there were women and men, women whimpering and crying, men crying silently, clasping their arms and waiting for their unknown fate.

This car of more than 20 people from the Heta Kingdom thousands of miles to the country of no tears, after a year of arduous trekking, a group of hundreds of people only left these 20 people, if not to survive, who would take the risk of migrating, the land of the Heta country a few years ago can still grow crops, but the desertification is becoming more and more strict, the already small amount of land is gone, there is no way to live.

Seeing that they were about to arrive in the City of No Tears, everyone was ecstatic, but in an instant, a black shadow flashed, and everyone fainted, and when they woke up, they found everyone crowded in the car. After a year's long journey, the body was exhausted, and after a weak struggle to no avail, everyone was powerless to accept the tragic fate, the worst is to be a slave, driven by people all his life, it doesn't matter, as long as there is enough food to eat, it can survive.

The carriage stopped when the roadside town turned into a forest, and then into waist-deep weeds, and finally came to a field of bright red roses.

In the center of the flower field, there is a black castle, the pointed roof seems to be connected to the sky, a gust of wind suddenly came, rolled up the red rose petals in the sky, like a rain of roses, the huge carved gate of the castle slowly opened.

The young man who was driving the car jumped out of the car and did not enter the door, he took off his black hat and gave a perfect gentlemanly salute to the castle, and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, this month's ingredients have been delivered, please accept them." ”

The atmosphere in the carriage came to a sudden standstill, and then there was a frantic struggle, why, they would turn into ingredients! Isn't it a slave? Who will save them!

The crazy people were desperately slapping the carriage, Zheng Xiao was squeezed so hard to breathe, and he couldn't care about crying, and his eyeballs were about to fly out! Who will save him? Zheng Xiao stretched out a hand weakly.

After the young man who was driving the car finished speaking, he ignored the noisy carriage and sat in the driver's seat, waved his hand, the door of the carriage opened, and everyone rushed out in a swarm. A mocking smile crossed the young man's lips, and he set up the carriage and left.

At this time, everyone was shocked by the rain of roses, and when they saw the carriage drive away, they remembered what had happened to them, and now, the black castle in the rain of red flowers opened its hideous mouth to them like a giant beast that devoured people, and the people scattered like headless flies, and fled in the direction from which the carriage came.

At the critical moment, no one thought of his teammates in distress except himself, and someone remained there.

Zheng Xiao sat on the ground admiring the rare beauty with admiration, the rose petals fell on him, took a deep breath full of flowers, and sighed with satisfaction. Zheng Xiao stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and strolled towards the ancient castle.

The wind stopped, the fountain of the pool in front of the castle sprinkled crystal water, Zheng Xiao walked to the edge of the pool, brushed off the petals in the pool, what was reflected in the water?!

Hair messy like weeds, white marks on a gray face with two tears, rag clothes of no primary color, oh, how can this be? I've become a beggar!

Zheng Xiao, who had never been dirty and so miserable, jumped into the pool without thinking about it, and with him as the center, a stream of black water spread, and the wind suddenly rose, no, this is a tornado, the wind swept up the black water that Zheng Xiao and he washed out, and threw it into the lake outside the flower field.

In the castle, the most splendid roses were placed around the huge coffin, the coffin with a dark red background and gold powder lines was luxurious and valuable, a slender and pale hand held the edge of the coffin, the ruby ring on the middle finger reflected the light of the candle, the young vampire sleeping in the coffin opened his eyes and sat up slowly, he had waist-length white hair, smooth and silky like silk on his back, dark red eyes like the most beautiful rubies, but his pale face was tense at this time.

Rude food, you stained my fountain.