"..."Woke up from a nightmare again.

Fan Jiuyan sat up and rubbed his inky blue hair in annoyance.

The skinny bones were not yet fully developed, looking out the window at the silent valley.

There was an echo in the valley, as if to tell him, tossing the things of his dreams before his eyes, telling him, don't forget.

Yesterday's events were like... As if it had just happened, he sighed.

When he returned, he was firm and sure that he would use all his strength to defend the entire Bloodline.

Remember, at that time, the blood clan was divided into the U-rank of the nobility and the ordinary N-rank.

The U-rank nobles would not use force to resist him, but would be scheming to prevent him from ascending to the throne.

The N level is different, they always use their fists to bully him, thanks to the team leader Zhu Chaoran's military suppression again and again.

I thought that every time I had to stay in this oppressive and difficult place because of the position of the leader.

But now... Not a single vampire is dissatisfied.

It's because, again...

A U-class aristocratic vampire, and only himself is left...

And how many are left in the N rank...

When he dragged Zhu Chaoran and the boy who saved Ran back, his uncountable hands, stained with blood, waved at him...

For a moment, it seemed as if everyone had surrendered to this ten-year-old little leader.

Sincerely, dyingly shouting "Chief", shouting...

"Lord Jiuyan..."

Fan Jiuyan came back to his senses and looked down at his palm.

Just yesterday, for the first time, he used his own ability, R-Reshape.

Try to save all the vampires.

However, the ability can only be used once.

As a child, he was not yet able to fully harness this powerful ability.

There are very few who survive...

Fan Jiuyan walked to another room.

Inside the house were Zhu Chaoran, who had not slept all night, and Helian Chao, a blonde boy who had still not woken up in bed.

Zhu Chaoran raised his eyes, and was about to get up, when he saw the heavy dark circles under Zhu Chaoran's eyes.

Fan Jiuyan stretched out his hand to stop him from getting up.

"Chaoran, when he wakes up, he will be an ordinary boy. ”

Fan Jiuyan said indifferently.

I didn't realize that in fact, these two teenagers were much older than me, and they didn't use the honorifics of their predecessors at all.

"And, when he loses his memory, he also loses his years. ”

That is, the boy will become fifteen or sixteen years old.

Zhu Chaoran was silent and nodded for a while.

That is, he will not remember, everything, including you. ”

It just so happened that the years of meeting him were forgotten, and there was nothing more detrimental than this.

Fan Jiuyan frowned slightly, his standing height was slightly higher than that of Zhu Chaoran, who was sitting, but he had changed and became oppressive.

became even more oppressive than Zhu Chaoran.

Zhu Chaoran remained silent.

"His past is a blank slate. ”

Zhu Chaoran's lowered eyes had no light. The dark red faded under the long eyelashes, the high bridge of the nose was bloodied, and the chapped lips moved pale and weakly.

"Okay," he said.

I don't remember, it's the best. Forget about it.

"How's your injury?" asked Fan Jiuyan.

After this guy came back, he had been guarding Helian Chao inch by inch, and he didn't care about dealing with his gunshot wounds, Fan Jiuyan pursed his lips.

"He'll wake up in a while, and I'll give him the new ability V-Nullify. ”

"Thank you, Chief. Zhu Chaoran hoarsely spoke.

In fact, Fan Jiuyan didn't really want to give the little boy any abilities.

It's just that he kept the general of the blood clan, and...

The Bloodline doesn't want to waste people.

Hearing Xie, Fan Jiuyan pursed his lips.

"So, you don't have to worry about it, go and deal with your wounds. so as not to recur. ”

Dropping this sentence, Fan Jiuyan turned around and left.

Until the door was finally closed, the final scene was still Zhu Chaoran, who didn't get up at all, with a tired look.

"How important it is..."

Fan Jiuyan whispered, although after yesterday's events, he had grown a lot and understood the pressure and responsibility he should bear.

But I still can't understand how this usually tyrannical and impermanent leader can be like a little animal that has been caught in the underbelly, and he will also panic.

There will still be worry and panic that cannot be hidden and overflowing on the unruly face.

He had never seen such an older, more mature team leader than himself.

Moreover, he obviously only called Ran, and he suddenly changed it to Zhu Chaoran...

What is the relationship between him and this human being?

This Helian Dynasty can block that shot for the sake of Zhu Chao.

Zhu Chaoran can let go of all his dignity again, and beg himself to save him...

Even if it is a blank paper man who is rescued.

Fan Jiuyan closed his eyes, his face full of exhaustion.

There are many things in this world that cannot be done by itself, and it does not want to disturb human life.

But, that person, Yi, could he be human?

Fan Jiuyan thought quietly.

The bullet taken out of Zhu Chaoran's chest was exactly the same as the one taken out of the corpses of his parents.

If so, there will be no human beings.

The little white hand clenched tightly and slammed it the marble windowsill.

The bones of his hand were faintly bloodshot, and he stared coldly at the hills in the distance.

"Give me ten years, ten years..."

He whispered as if to listen to himself, swearing in a voice he could hear.

"I will rectify the blood clan, and have the strength to fight against that man, and I will be ashamed. ”

Yi。 He squinted, still looking at the unmelted snow at the top of the mountain.

It's so far away, but it feels so cold.

It's not a day's cold.

In this indifferent atmosphere, a sweet custard tart smell came over.

Fan Jiuyan didn't know why, but it felt so sweet and familiar.

He withdrew his gaze and saw the woman pushing a cart and selling tarts nearby.

There was also a bicycle man with a knife grinding on the ground and a bell ringing at the door.

"Sharpen the scissors!Qiang~Kitchen knife!"

Fan Jiuyan, who had always feared and hated silver utensils, actually watched and listened with great interest.

Good life is familiar, good life is warm.

In the haze, it was as if the silhouette of a girl would appear, and she called him with a bright smile, called him...

Fan Jiuyan seemed to see her cherry pink lips moving, but she couldn't think of anything, as if she had been silenced for a moment...

As if he also saw himself, he smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, and he called softly...

Who is she...

Fan Jiuyan's immature face was covered with confusion.

Why does my heart beat when I think about it, and I can't suppress my emotions.

I wish I could hug her and gently stroke her hair...

Never mind.

Fan Jiuyan sighed, he also knew how old he was.

This peculiar feeling, don't try to imagine it out of thin air.