They didn't see him?

I didn't see it—how could it be!

But he could clearly hear the conversation between the two of them word for word, and the two guys were clearly expressing it like this.

Is it true or false?

Did the heavens really send a divine power to save themselves?

Or is it that the man who turned into a myth is actually deliberately pretending to be stupid, wanting to see how I Will respond?

Looking at the two men, you asked me to answer, and then nodded silently and turned to leave, Will, who had always been unable to digest this unbelievable development, hugged the trunk and was stupid. (Sheng Xiaohuan couldn't help but roar loudly: Your behavior just now is even more unbelievable!) ）

That man, when he met again after a long separation, found that he felt more distant than he thought.

This far away seems to have opened because he knew his name, Qi Jue? Alexander—he was full of innocent pride, and he was as powerful as a psychic beauty, and every sadness made him feel that the separation was more painful than a miss.

Now that I think about it, the memories that the man gave himself were never stormy, including those quiet and elegant savage decisiveness, and the unkempt clothes, and the unclear beginning and end of the memory that once made him believe in some of the first impressions full of wonder and intertwined, bitter and desolate, but now he found that everything was not at all the way he remembered.

Even now, unable to breathe well, Will found that his gaze was completely out of the creature's body, but each gaze made him lose control even more as time passed and his mind restarted. Including every organ, the blood in his bones seemed to turn into ****** in an instant, and he didn't have time to remember its concentration and taste, so he could only feel his gradual madness over and over again in a non-lethal disaster, like a pudding in the silence of the bloody twilight, and an artificial star that was abandoned because of its obsolescence.

He's falling, turning into a desert.

There are many dilemmas in this world, and we are all waiting for a train to take us to Bliss.

At this moment, he wanted an indefinite silence. After a while. See you again.

****

Keep walking, keep talking.

Padarik and Perch? Alexander was more agreeable than ever, although it was the first time they had worked together.

"Anyway, it's boring, so I'll ask you a question. Good no good? ”

Padarik's eyes widened. I couldn't believe that the person who was walking side by side with such kindness at this moment, and even asking such a question, was the highest line of defense of the Alexandrian family, whom no one in Colossae feared.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat. Immediately, his expression returned to normal, revealing an expression of "as you please".

To be honest, he really wanted to make a respectful dogleg posture, but because of the current situation. He felt that a little restraint in this way was better than anything else.

Please believe in the face of perch? In Alexander's time, currying favor was more likely to lead to disaster than truth.

"Are you really going to betray? With me? ”

"Spit -!" Padaric really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, wasn't that too straightforward!

Moreover, it's all now, do you still need to ask?

But after glancing behind him, his subconscious mind obediently received information again.

Padaric nodded, "I'm a vampire!" As he spoke, he said in his heart: If only this solemn and loyal appearance could be seen by his dear Lord Jane......

"Aren't you afraid?" Qi Jue smiled and observed his expression, but the glittering eyes seemed more like he was deliberately doing this.

"Uh—do you want to hear a lie?" Padarik was cautious.

Qi Jue smiled even brighter: "What do you say? ”

Padaric sniffed - he just didn't want to.

"I'm afraid."

"Why?"

Padarik wanted to cry now, but as soon as he touched Qi Jue's gaze, he began to try to stuff the sobbing factor back again, "As far as I know, there are only three of us. ”

Qi Jue did not answer, and Padarik interpreted the silence as "let him continue".

"But we are going to be dealing with two large groups, the Alexandrians...... And the 'weeping crow'. Padarik resigned himself to his fate, "It's a bit ...... to think about it."

Qi Jue didn't look at him, took a puff of cigarette and finally spoke, "But we have the only pure-blood vampire in the world today......"

"Yes, yes! And the strongest vampire hunter ranked first! Padarik quickly added with an excited face.

"So...... Do you not believe in the ancestors of vampires? Qi Jue played with only a small half of the cigarette butt in his hand, and the spark flickered and flickered as he rotated between his fingers.

"Nope! Mistress Jane is the best! ”

"So, you just don't believe me?" Qi Jue looked at him, and the firelight illuminated

Padarik cried and mourned, "Of course not! ”

Keep walking, keep talking.

Padarik and Perch? Alexander was more agreeable than ever, although it was the first time they had worked together.

"Anyway, it's boring, so let me ask you a question, okay?"

Padarik's eyes widened, unable to believe that the person who was walking beside him at this moment, with such kindness, and even asking such a question, was the highest line of defense of the Alexandrian family, whom everyone in Colossae feared.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat and quickly returned to normal, revealing a "whatever you want" expression.

To be honest, he really wanted to make a respectful dogleg posture, but due to the current situation, he felt that it was better for him to be a little more restrained than anything else.

Please believe in the face of perch? In Alexander's time, currying favor was more likely to lead to disaster than truth.

"Are you really going to betray? With me? ”

"Spit -!" Padaric really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, wasn't that too straightforward!

Moreover, it's all now, do you still need to ask?

But after glancing behind him, his subconscious mind obediently received information again.

Padaric nodded, "I'm a vampire!" As he spoke, he said in his heart: If only this solemn and loyal appearance could be seen by his dear Lord Jane......

"Aren't you afraid?" Qi Jue smiled and observed his expression, but the glittering eyes seemed more like he was deliberately doing this.

"Uh—do you want to hear a lie?" Padarik was cautious.

Qi Jue smiled even brighter: "What do you say? ”

Padaric sniffed - he just didn't want to.

"I'm afraid."

"Why?"

Padarik wanted to cry now, but as soon as he touched Qi Jue's gaze, he began to try to stuff the sobbing factor back again, "As far as I know, there are only three of us. ”

(To be continued.) )