Are you an ordinary person? Do you have to worry about such trivial things as going to work and school, eating and sleeping every day? Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info On a bus, the white-collar workers are very glad that today's boss has very little work to do, and finally there is no need to work overtime. The young girl was reading a novel on her phone while thinking about whether to eat or lose weight tonight. A woman in her forties and fifties thinks that her son, who lives in school today, is coming back, and she doesn't know how he relied on mock exams?

Among them, there was a young man in his twenties who was very happy that his girlfriend of many years finally agreed to marry him. He couldn't help but start thinking about what his girlfriend's wedding dress looked like at the wedding scene, whether he had a boy or a girl, where the children would go to school in the future, and whether they would have a dog or a cat when they got old......

The car arrived, and the man, immersed in fantasy, got out of the car and headed home. He lives in a newly built neighborhood on the outskirts of the city, with street lights that have not yet been built, and it is a little remote, but he doesn't care. Because there are fewer and fewer residences in the center of the city, most of the real estate belongs to the high-flying executors, and these executors like villas with independent courtyards, and will never build high-rise ones. More and more of the general population is confined to new types of areas on the fringes of cities.

Soon one of the houses here will become a new wedding house, a world for two, and then a family of three, well, or a dog, right? In the future, let the child learn to draw, I don't know if he likes it or not.

Then he died, and a dagger pierced the back of his heart, and he fell. The man grabbed his belt and dragged him from the newly paved concrete road at the entrance of the community to the undeveloped field.

"I'm sorry, but according to the bloodline monitoring, you're now a dangerous bloodline." The man pulled the dagger away and looked down at him.

It's a beautiful face, and there's some innocence between the eyebrows. But when he saw it, it was extremely ugly, and his heart was full of resentment.

"You used to rate me as an ordinary person, and now you think I'm dangerous, cough cough," a large amount of blood foamed from his mouth, and he stared at the face in front of him.

"You go to die!"

Executors are half-breeds, but not all half-breeds are executors. The resources spent by an executor are very large, and the purpose of the executor is to let them slay the dragon. Scientists have found that the number of dragon genes in the gene has nothing to do with the spiritual power you have, you may have a high bloodline, but you have no power.

For such people, it is common to classify them as ordinary people, and regularly monitor changes in their ancestry. If there's even the slightest doubt that they're going to turn into Deadpool, ask the Cleaners to clean them up, and the Cleaners are raised to clean up the world anyway.

Curse, for a hybrid with dragon genes, this is indeed a kind of power and a spirit. However, the curse has a low serial level, as the curse has harsh conditions to activate.

For example, you have to have a strong grudge in your heart, and you need to know who the curse is against, and it is best to stare at her face to face. In the end, you have to give your own life, at the cost of your own life, and there is no guarantee of 100% success.

The current Kang Xiu is what he looks like is cursed.

There doesn't seem to be a standard look for this spirit of words, because the curse can't kill the dragon king, and of course it won't be taken seriously by the executor. Moreover, the power of this spirit seems to be affected by the bloodline, but most of the people with high blood have powerful spirit spirits, and they will not think of using this spirit of words.

This is really a very sad thing, because the bloodline is low, and the effectiveness of the curse is also very low.

This is really a very unfair thing, everyone has given their lives, why is even the curse power high and low.

But on this night rain, the two met-

One is that the good and evil in the heart are unknown, and the chaos is like the mud soup of the Yellow River, and you can't tell whether it is water or mud. The other is a fanatic with a pure soul, who treats all human beings as rations, and claims to be at the top of the food chain that is higher than humans.

There is also an innocent soul, she has a girl's delicate body, sweet blood. She had never seen the darkness, and she didn't understand why she had gone through such a thing because she hadn't done anything bad.

"You." Pan Xiaoye stepped forward, grabbed the trembling little lamb, looked at the lifeless Kang Xiu, and couldn't help but propose, "Do you want to come along?" ”

"What?" Unlike the seemingly lifeless appearance, Kang Xiu's reaction was quite fast, "I'm not interested in her, you can play by yourself." ”

"Help, please help me." The little poor little pleaded with tears, "Aren't you also a woman?" Help me. ”

"I mean her blood." Pan Xiaoye licked her lips, "I'm not too hungry now, I can't finish drinking so much, it will be a waste." ”

"Okay, this thing says he's not going to you." Kang Xiu knelt down and approached the pitiful little who was pressed down by Pan Xiaoye, "If he forces you, I will kill this thing." ”

As if being manipulated by the devil, Kang Xiu ignored the innocent girl's crying and wailing for help, took the girl's white arm given by Pan Xiaoye, and bit it down.

No one had ever seen such a sight, and on a dark rainy night, the vampire invited a beautiful maiden to share his food, another innocent and poor little lamb.

The wicked maiden, controlled by the devil, fell to her knees as if she had been sacrificed, her sharp teeth biting open her veins, savoring the sweet blood that flowed and was full of life.

"Woo woo, it hurts! Why, why do this to me! I'm not a bad person! Mom, Dad, who's going to save me! The voice of the girl crying who was shared became weaker and weaker, she was very frightened, and her body was getting colder and colder as her blood was drawn. But there will be no one, no one will come back to her.

In the last days of her life, she remembered the urban legend, and with the last of her strength, she cursed with incomprehensible resentment: "Whether you are a god or a devil, please help me, I will make these two people die a bad death, no matter what the cost." ”

Time returns to the present, in the space opened up by the Duke of Wangtian.

Kang Xiu and Pan Xiaoye looked at each other.

The rain was still dripping, and the section on Duke Wangtian's neck seemed to be connected to something, drenching the two of them red, but the pressure and water volume did not seem to have weakened, exactly the same as just now.

"From that day on, I became a propagator." Kang Xiu said, "Sure enough, it was the result of being cursed. ”

"Now what are you going to do?" Pan Xiaoye wiped the blood from his face and said, "Duke Wangtian doesn't seem to want to let us go so easily. ”

"It's kind of disgusting." Kang Xiu looked at his feet, endless blood and water gathered in this space, and now it was an inch high.