The moment the sharp fangs pierced the skin, the moment the blood poured into the mouth, when the sweet smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose, in this life, they made a covenant between the princess and the knight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The delicate boy sucked the last mouthful of blood from his mouth, pulled his sharp fangs out of his white skin, and the burning heat that rose in his body at this moment awakened the inheritance in his body, and a covenant grew in him, he liked the taste of life, he liked the feeling of being connected.

The corners of Zuoyang's lips were slightly raised, and he moved his head and slowly straightened up, looking at the boy's face that was no longer transparent and pale, presumably the inheritance in his body had also been awakened, and the next thing was to see his own absorption ability.

Behind him there was the sound of staggering footsteps, as well as the sound of heavy breathing.

Zuo Yang looked back, it was the boy's frowning appearance, his paler appearance, his sad and sad eyes, and his appearance as if he was about to be abandoned by the world.

No, my knight, you are not abandoned......

Zuo Yang walked towards him step by step, and the closer he got closer, the more he could feel the irritable factor in his body, and feel his mind that was about to fall silent.

Zuo Yang stretched out his hand and gently stroked his neck, his cold fingers touched the even colder skin, and the corners of Zuo Yang's lips pursed slightly, slowly approaching.

"Don't be afraid, you have not been abandoned, none of us have been completely abandoned, I have you, you have me. After so many years, how could you give up in the end? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let's not be afraid. Come, drink it, and from then on we will be one, and from then on we will live together. ”

As if stirring up a small pebble from a dead lake, the boy's dead eyes instantly had brilliance.

May I? Can he?

He thought he was abandoned again, it turned out that there was none, it turned out that there was not.

Promise, that's promise!

From now on, I can really get such a promise......

The boy's fangs appeared, and his trembling slender hand gently fixed Zuo Yang's shoulder, and instantly buried his head in her neck.

There is no more beautiful color in the world than the moment when the bright red and sweet blood gushes out of the skin......

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Under the night wind, under the moonlight, is the towering peak, the head of the mountain is sharp upward, as if to poke a hole in the dark sky, this is from the dark people's turbulent depression, this is their desire not to believe in fate.

How longing they could be some more free in this dark world.

Hehe......

Zuo Yang stood alone on the mountain peak, looking at the full moon in the sky, looking at the dark clouds, letting the breeze blow her long hair, and letting the hem of her clothes fly.

She hadn't seen anything like it for a long time.

How long has it been for her to finally breathe freely.

How long has she not let go of her thoughts.

How long, how long-

Zuo Yang lowered her eyes and looked at the abyss below, the clouds and mist were shrouded, how much she wanted to slide freely like this at this moment.

Gently close your eyes, slowly spread your arms, and enjoy the free traction.

But as soon as I lifted my footsteps, I felt a familiar aura lingering in front of me.

The corners of Zuoyang's lips were slightly raised, and he slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Shengyan, the delicate boy.

Her knight.

There was also a familiar atmosphere in the back, and you didn't have to look back to know that it was the bewitching boy, the night star.

In fact, she also felt that the vermilion tear mole in the corner of the night star's eyes was like the most beautiful star in the night sky.

The same knight for her.

"Giggle......

Zuo Yang chuckled, and laughed happily, the laughter echoed in the empty valley, some enchanting, some empty, and the color of the flowers in the corners of the eyes was even more bewitching in the night.

Zuo Yang raised his feet again and gently knelt on Shengyan's chest, gently bringing his head close to his neck, and in an instant the fangs appeared, piercing deeply into the white skin, and the perfect, sweet blood rushed to her mouth, so wonderful, so attractive.

All that remained of silence was the sound of bewitching swallows, mouthfuls of blood flowing from his body to hers, and the feeling of interconnectedness surrounded them.

It's so nice to be lonely anymore, and it's a joy to live even if it's just drinking blood.

Sheng Yan's arms at his side were slightly stiff, but the bottom of his heart was incredibly soft, and the tingling pain in his neck and the feeling of losing blood made him like it so much for the first time, and it was no longer that disgusting feeling.

This feeling is incomparable.

After drinking enough, Zuo Yang moved away from the blood on the corner of his lips, but he heard the footsteps of the night star behind him approaching him, and turned his head to see that it was the starlight flowing in his blood-red eyes.

There is a slight sound when the skin is bitten, this is not pain, this is a heart that has been lonely for countless reincarnations and suddenly has a harbor to rely on.

The taste is not enough for outsiders.

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In the hollow and dark secret room, an old coffin was quietly placed in the center. Directly above, a pearl with a glossy white light illuminates the entire interior.

There were many rooms like this under the mountain, and there was nothing she had guessed before. This is a huge tomb, in which I don't know how many ancestors were buried, and there are countless precious items inside.

No matter how many secret rooms there are, they are not as precious as this one.

It was located right in the middle of the entire subterranean catacomb, and a rare pearl hung above it, condensing all the powers around it that would help awaken the vampire's abilities.

There was supposed to be a sleeping vampire in the coffin, but now it is missing.

With such a huge tomb, the owner of this coffin is also the owner of this entire set of tombs. I don't know exactly who I am.

It's just that none of that matters anymore, the important thing is that now it's completely theirs.

Zuo Yang bathed and changed clothes, and slowly stepped into this secret room with light steps.

The soft light in the room suddenly sublimated, rushing towards her in unison, wrapping around her, as if it was detecting.

Seeing this, the holy face and the night star who were following behind them all showed excited expressions, and then they were full of expectations and wishes.

Zuo Yang stepped on the breeze, facing the light, the nepotism was flying, the green silk was ethereal, at that moment she was like an angel favored by God, not a dark messenger who was spurned by God and could never see the sun.

Her slender nails extended, her sharp fangs revealed, her blood-red eyes slowly closed, and she was under the highest test at this moment.

Shengyan and Nightstar looked at her figure to meet the light, in fact, they had always been curious about her.

Noble as they are, as nobles of the vampire clan, noble existences, but their real bodies are not human, and even a little ugly.

And she, their princess.

Her true body is as warm as jade, and her posture is ethereal, except for the fangs and claws of exclusive vampires, she is truly like an angel favored by God.

They don't dare to ask, they can't ask, and they don't want to ask.

No matter how noble she is, or the darkest of Shura, when they make a blood vow, they are one, and they follow them from generation to generation.

Without a family, without power, they are not afraid, even if it is just by them, they can still make the world understand what a wrong and stupid decision it is to abandon them!