The wind, still only the wind, and the strong smell of blood that melted.

There was no pain when the wooden bullet was embedded in the body, and the little fishy breath in the air was carried by the wind and sniffed, Jane? Dracula was relieved

***

I'm sorry, Sheng Huan's biological clock has been completely reversed in the past few days...... I'm sorry to come and see it tomorrow

Rewind time a little.

In the early morning of the night before the school festival, Colossian College was still quiet, and the entire maroon complex was silent under the gray sky, and it didn't seem to be lifeless, except for the "sticky humidity" that was still breathing as a rich green plant.

However, these green lives always grow in groups, dense enough to make people dizzy, it is worth mentioning here that the residents of this Colossian city do not seem to be very close to them, whether it is located in the center of the city and controls the political and economic lifeline of the city, or the remaining three dependent districts, everyone seems to be very afraid of those green, but obviously these plants that can't walk are the most gentle existence in nature, but the residents seem to treat curses and taboos, Or like the monster gods, they have scruples, even to the point of horror.

It's like a villain who is used to sneaking around to even breathing, and the slightest artificial light has the ability to scare him half to death, even though it is obviously just a light bulb on a street lamp that has a short lifespan and may be scrapped at any time.

In this gray-coloured Colossae city, which has long been cold and damp, only to accept the grey and feel strange and even frightened by the vibrant green, it is untenable. At least Jane? Dracula used to be amused by this, because as a vampire who lives on blood, she doesn't have much disgust or fear for the sun.

Everything has to do with him, and he's gone, shoehorned in and left quickly, and how much she wants to believe that one day he can come back, but she knows better than anyone that life is lost once and can never be rekindled.

The forest in the corner of the academy is the place where he has been alone since he refused Gu Xiaoxiao's invitation to dine in physical education class last time.

Avoid the fern-mottled trails, Jane? Dracula has been lying here all night.

It's still black fishnet stockings and dark green mid-rise boots. It's just that her formal dress and pleated skirt, which can no longer be called a school uniform, are gone. Instead, she was wearing a black sequined vest skirt with a short front and long back, and she was covered with a wide denim jacket, which Gu Xiaoxiao deliberately gave her because she thought that the clothes she was wearing had too little fabric. The materials are expensive, but there are no signs or brands. I can't tell where the design came from. The style is simple and generous, the arc is low-key and noble and classical, and the metal rivets with cherry style on it look cute.

I lay on my back all night. There was a dark green pillow under him, and the thin rain fell on his cheeks and flowed down, in fact, it all started because he accidentally fell to the ground after a stumble, and he didn't feel very ashamed, and the reason was probably not only that there was no one around but himself.

- Let me leave you, I'd rather die! But I can't die, because then you'll be a human being.

Obviously you said that!

That's what you said...... But hey, Xun Jian!

You've made me a human being.

Simple? Degu stretched his long arm, his pale hand reaching out to the sky and then opening his palm, measuring the small piece of sky seen through the dense foliage through the angle between his thumb and forefinger, and his heart rustled as if it had been cut by the edge of the sharp blade.

Every time he makes this action, even if it is not in the movie theater where Xun Jian said the first words to himself, he still fantasizes that he will reach out again and wrap his hand like that.

It is a lonely, resolute heart, and a fiery and tolerant heart, when such two hearts meet, the former can only throw themselves into the net.

Even the last bit of sound in heaven and earth is returned to nature, and although I can hear it clearly and without mutilation, it is still only a passing ear, forgotten when it has passed, and I cannot remember it, but I know its power—a force that cannot be ignored.

Simple? Dracula got up from the ground, stood up, and walked back into the forest again.

Foot on the softer grass, although tired but not on the face, the growth of this forest has no regularity, just a large area of greenery, if you don't obediently walk on the only sheep intestine path, as long as you go deep into it, it will be difficult to find it, but Jane? Dracula, however, deliberately does not take the path that symbolizes the security and psychological comfort of her predecessors, and she does not seem strange and difficult.

There were few animals and insects along the way, and the trees that she had always paid attention to gradually deepened as she explored deeply, and the more she went, the more peaceful they became, and when she reached a certain distance, the trees seemed to turn black, spreading as if they had cut off the last bit of life, and in every direction she could see only the boundless indifferent forest.

At the moment, it was like a completely closed space, and the blackness and dead silence crowded the heart that longed for light.

Simple? Dracula didn't stop, if a normal person came here, he would have turned around and ran back, whether he was claustrophobic or not, even though it was a vast forest.

Just when the black color made people think that even oxygen had begun to thin out, suddenly the green color appeared again.

It's like being reborn, small green buds popping up above the embers, you can't believe it, but you have to believe it.

A somewhat torturous joke, or rather, a reward from nature.

This forest is more unique than you imagined, if you step into it, you will feel the mystery floating in it, continue to explore, but it will first show you the dark face, share nightmares, when you can understand and tolerate its pain and loneliness, when you empathize with it and are reluctant to leave it alone, then it will show you the most beautiful scenery.

A stout white oak tree, it is the oldest tree in this forest. A long staircase winds its way around the trunk of the tree, and on the side there is a rope swing hanging in mid-air. The 360-degree circular platform is arranged at the bottom of the wooden house, with a ladder connecting up and down in the middle, and the upper tree house sits peacefully between the branches, the natural structure of the trees fits seamlessly with the acquired artificiality, and the whole body of the house is nailed together freely and arbitrarily with rectangular wood, so that there will be a very small circular gap between the wood and the wood, and at first glance the whole looks like the failure of a foolish man who does not know carpentry and has never touched a hammer nail and has no talent in this area. However, when you look at it for the second time, you will suddenly feel that it has a different flavor, of course, such a unique construction method is actually because it contains a special setting of the builder.

However, the treehouse had been uninhabited for several years, as evidenced by the long vines hanging down and the piles of leaves and branches piled up on it.

Simple? Dracula came under the tree. Instead of stepping up the stairs, he reached out and covered his palm with the bark of the white oak tree. His forehead pressed closer to him, and he let out a soft sigh, finally letting out a little emotion.

Na, Xunjian. I am back.

But...... It smells of blood.

With the breeze blowing by, there is no return. A faint smell in the air gradually faded. It seems to be nothing, but it is.

The cruel existence, no need to be suspicious, is the smell of blood!

It came too suddenly. It was only two seconds after the relief that several malicious rays had already invaded his safety zone.

The heart set up a guard in an instant, if he followed him halfway, he would have noticed it a long time ago, it could only be that he had been waiting here before, and his ability to hide his breath was still medium to high, how did these guys who appeared here know about this place that only Xun Jian and himself knew about it that was no longer in the world?

And how did they know I was going to be here......

"Since they've been waiting here, wouldn't it be redundant to play this kind of trick again?" Simple? Dracula calmly opened her eyes that had redrawn a bright orange liner, her forehead no longer leaning against the trees, and she turned around, adjusting her angle to face the direction of the malice.

Fragments of leaves collided slightly against each other, and the gray light slowly illuminated all the green, revealing the textures of the bark, which were rough or flat, and several figures emerging from the shadows under the trees.

With a black cloak and a black robe, the three tall, muscular men are dressed from head to toe, including movements and temperament.

It was a gesture of greeting.

And I can easily feel that these men are not human.

Simple? Dracula breathed calmly, and he could already tell that the other party was a vampire like himself by the color and turbidity of his pupils and the tremor of his blood vessels.

"Master Jane." Keeping one knee on the ground as he spoke, his right hand on his left chest, his head bowed respectfully.

Oaths, allegiances, faith, but Jane? Dracula felt extremely uneasy, even a little chilling.

It's too fake, and it's insightful at a glance.

Because I can clearly feel that there is a certain thought that these three men are trying to suppress, and that thought is definitely not on their side.

"I'm just out for a walk, there's no need to be so grand!"

Simple? Dracula's eyes were empty, she raised her head slightly, her gaze drifting into the distance, but her heart was beating wildly.

This is not a suitable place.

It's not a place where you can start a killing.

As the only pure-blooded vampire left in the world today, naturally there is no need to fear these low-level vampires who have lived a thousand years less than me, unless they know and have obtained that specific weapon, otherwise they will not be able to kill the vampire ancestor anyway.

However, what I care about is this, this place, the place related to Xunjian, the only trace that remains—absolutely not.

Just being so annoyed makes me angry.

Hate their ignorance, dare to defile the most important places to me, from the moment they come here, they have lost their qualification to exist.

And my heart is being lusted by somehow? Wanting to occupy it completely, his subconscious self stretched out his hand to the chest, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced through the sternum and tore it to pieces along the crack, but in reality, he just opened his arms and caught the thin blade that lost its center of gravity with the wind.

Because I had promised him that I would never be a vampire with blood on my hands again.

At least here, in the face of our memories, I can't break my word like he did.

"Master Jane, we're here to pick you up."

"yes, I haven't seen her in a long time, it's time to say hello!" Simple? With that, Dracula walked in the direction of the three men, passing through the gap in the middle, and without looking at it, he walked in the opposite direction of the treehouse.

At this moment, in this forest, there is the sound of regular footsteps, and the rest is only the sound of breathing from nature, and the atmosphere between the four people is unusually harmonious and stable, which is the last bit of silence before the collapse.

However, even though she knows what these three men secretly are thinking, Jane? Dracula is still at the forefront, and looking at the back, it is so relaxed and unguarded.

You must know that the illusion will always end, and the intention will always be revealed.

Hearing beyond the ordinary, Jane could easily discern the movement of the men pulling out their guns from the movement of the air, and when the three of them pulled the trigger together, Jane's figure disappeared in an instant.

Before the men could make a surprised expression, Jane's body had already come to the leftmost one, her arms around the man's neck, and the next second she heard the crunch of broken bones piercing the air, only to see the man fall to the ground like a broken toy, his head falling into a twisted position.

Just this blow alone was enough to completely dispel the two men's previous estimates of Jane's too unrealistic strength.

The two men cooperated with each other to shoot at Jane, the gunfire suddenly rose and fell, and Jane dodged and jumped up, reached out and grabbed the wrist of one of the men, the trajectory was forced to deviate, the strong force paralyzed his joints, his hand was out of force, the gun fell to the ground, and Jane's powerful wrist had become strange in a blink of an eye, described as withered. Jane also threw a side kick that kicked the gun held by another man who was dodging a bullet that suddenly moved towards her.

Jane turned around and walked behind the man, kicking away the gun that had fallen to the ground as she moved her position, and used the man's body as a shield to block the other man's nimble counterattack.

However, just removing the weapons is still a disadvantageous two-to-one in terms of numbers.

One lost an arm, the other was just a wrist kick, and the other was two men who were much taller than him, and the advantages and disadvantages were still unpredictable.

In close combat, the fists and legs of the two men struck at the same time, Jane relied on her slender body to move quickly at a speed that her eyesight could not keep up, her body lowered to avoid the punch of the man in front of her, and then she sank her shoulders and elbows, knocking the man behind who was trying to restrain her dizzy, staggering, and her whole face was distorted and deformed. (To be continued......)