The sky is like a huge funnel, the wind and clouds began to change constantly, the sunlight emerged from the center of the funnel a little, and then the dot slowly turned into a line, and the line slowly turned into a huge pillar of light, standing between the heaven and the earth.

The woman's eyes changed suddenly, which was a blood-red color, and the dark night of red had become dull.

The man suddenly felt a palpitation, the air around him became viscous in an instant, and it became a little difficult to breathe, he subconsciously expanded his own realm, and under the crisis of life and death, he could not maintain the existing state of respect.

The woman suddenly felt something, the man slowly bent his legs, his eyes unconsciously fell on the woman's eyes, and then, he took the initiative to withdraw the field around him, like a sheep jumped out of his sheepfold, volunteering to sacrifice himself to the lone wolf who had been hungry.

The man suddenly woke up, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, he hurriedly condensed his domain again, the realm from the woman strengthened again, and even a little blood-red snowflake could be seen, his eyes were dark, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

The pillar of light vanished, the world returned to peace, and the woman returned to normal, but the red hair scattered on her back seemed to tell others that she did not seem to be at ease.

She looked at the acting director of the Chinese Executive Department who had fallen to the ground, then gently stroked her fiery red hair with her hand, picked up the Book of Nod, and slowly flipped through it under the oil lamp.

When the man woke up, he yawned and coughed a little, and after sleeping on the ground all night, his mind was a little dizzy, and he shivered inadvertently, and his body felt a little cold. He subconsciously moved towards the sunlight by the windowsill, the sun was slowly rising, and the sunlight shining on the man was increasing, everything was so harmonious and beautiful, but he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

The birdsong in the woods gently swirled in his ears with the wind, and today it seemed that the whole person felt extraordinarily relaxed, except for a little cold, the birdsong? He remembered that the place where he used to work was not far from the bird's nest, but there were no birds anywhere! Moreover, now he has already left Beijing, right! This is not Beijing, he suddenly realized it.

The eyes were already open, the cobwebs on the wall and the oil lamp on the table, everything was so familiar, the memory gradually returned to place, and he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground again.

"Get up! You are not to blame for what happened last night! The words came from outside the windowsill.

The woman is basking in the morning sun, the warm sun hits the tips of her red hair, gorgeous like a flower-picking girl in March.

The man shuddered suddenly, as if such a feeling should not appear in this woman, he should be a queen, she is indeed a queen, and the knights must be bloodied by her blade.

"Yes!" The man brushed aside the superfluous thoughts in his head, and let his tone be as calm as possible.

"Tell me which Chinese teenager next?" The woman sat on a bench, bathed in the early sun, looking at the rainbow rising in the mountains in the early morning, and the bright and dazzling red morning light.

"Which boy" paused briefly, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Tell me, I suppose there's more to you than that, right?" The woman's voice changed all at once, it became majestic, and it became impossible to refuse.

"Yes, after discovering him, we started to inquire about his past.

We find that it seems that he himself does not know that he is half-blood, and even his parents do not know that they are half-blood.

By the way, there is one thing worth scrutinizing, that is, this young man's surname is Liu. The man paused.

"The surname is Liu, I remember, the surname Liu is the imperial surname in ancient China." The woman said.

"Yes, we checked his genealogy and came to a very likely conclusion that he is a descendant of Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty." The man's eyes were half-squinted, the sunlight fell on his eyelids, and the words in his mouth couldn't help but become distant.

"Based on the entire computer big data, we have come to a very likely fact that Liu Jue is very likely to be the child of Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty and Empress Chen Ajiao, but, I don't know why, Chen Ajiao's child does not exist in the history books." The man lowered his head again, as if the moment's performance just now was just an illusion.

"Is that so? Are there any other speculations? The woman gently closed the book in her hand and put it aside, staring at the man in front of her and asked.

"There is another speculation, however, this speculation is still about Chen Ajiao, which is a beautiful woman who is hidden in the golden house." The man's eyes became a little sharp, and then they became flat again, and between the changes of thoughts, his words also became flat.

"Through data comparison, we believe that Chen Ajiao is Toreador, which romantic and elegant woman, we guess that back then, after the founders of the thirteen clans chose to sleep, Toreador chose to wake up, or because of some special circumstances, Toreador woke up in advance, but, very strangely, she did not choose to return to her clan, but chose the distant eastern continent. Of course, this is just a guess! (Toreador transliterated as Torreador, the Rose Clan, three generations of vampires, one of the thirteen clans.) ）

The woman was a little surprised, this speculation was too sensational.

"But what evidence?"

"There is no direct evidence, but all this is extrapolated backwards from which teenager Liu Jue, we can also say the other way around, if there is no child, Chen Ajiao, we will still only think that she is just a deposed queen, nothing else.

When we were studying Liu Jue's clan, we found some things, the fact that Chen Ajiao was deposed was because of the witch curse, and since then, she has been dying of old age in Changmen Palace.

However, what makes people puzzled is that the clues we found in the wild history show that Chen Ajiao is not unable to get pregnant, but the child she is pregnant with cannot be seen, and Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, has suppressed the ups and downs of the court for eleven years because of this reason.

In 130 BC, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was forced by the pressure of the court, and Chen Ajiao practiced witchcraft, and was caught by the Hanchen Zhang Tang at that time, and Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty had to abolish her throne, but did not expel her into the cold palace, but let her return to the Changmen Palace dedicated by Princess Wantao to live.

Later, we found a biography of a person, which reads: 'The noble man did not practice witchcraft, but he was really gracious in his heart, and he was willing to save one of his sons with his own body, spread incense, and serve the temple, but he was sick. ’”

"You mean, Chen Ajiao couldn't conceive a child for Liu Che because she was sick, and she was using magic to leave him a child." The woman interrupted.

"It should be like this, if we look at it from the beginning. Chen Ajiao is Tori Duo, so it is very likely that she was injured in the fourth and fifth generation of vampire rebellions, or maybe she was injured in that holy war and has not yet healed. ”

"But how could the Black Flame Capable appear among the descendants of Torido?" The woman felt a little incredible.

"Yes, we think it's incredible, but there's one thing we've all forgotten." The man paused, the result of so many years of research by the entire China Executive Board, and he felt that every word he said next was filled with a heavy flavor.

"What's the matter?" The woman turned her head away, her eyes full of seriousness.

"Black Flame's attributes. The inscription on the bronze stele we found in the Lost City of Gold states that the Black Flame is the emperor of the vampires, but the Black Flame is a form of magic, not a vampire's innate ability. ”

"What's the difference?" The woman was still a little puzzled, and the man's words didn't seem to be clearing the fog, and it seemed that the more he spoke, it seemed to make people feel blurred.