Christmas Eve, as scheduled.

Every house is lit by the warmest candlelight.

Inside the fireplace, the firewood is vigorous, transmitting warmth to every corner.

The family gathered around the table to pray, enjoying the sumptuous Christmas meal in front of them.

Outside the house, snow fell in response to the scene, wrapping the front and back of the house with a layer of cleanliness, completing the night.

Although the huge Bewo Manor was brightly lit, it was very deserted, and Han Qingluo finished his dinner early and went back to his room.

She never waited for him.

Jin saw that she was in a bad mood, so it was inconvenient to disturb her, so she went back to her room alone.

He was also very concerned about them in Venice, and he didn't know if the demons had raised troops to seize the holy weapon, and he didn't know if they were celebrating a festival or fighting now, or if they were on the way back......

This night, which belongs to Bevo's Christmas Eve, is a bit bleak.

Outside the house, except for the faint sound of the wind and snow, it was quiet, Jin lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, although he was a blood clan, but he was also looking forward to a lively festival.

Recalling that year, that unforgettable Christmas Eve and Christmas Eve were planned by Han Qingluo.

What peace fruit, Santa Claus, Christmas tree......

These happy memories are vivid, and he can't help but miss the days in the Night Castle, and also the days with her.

It's a pity that these beautiful things can only exist in memories, and they can't go back......

He couldn't help but sigh and rolled over on the bed, only to notice what seemed to be someone approaching his room.

"Who?"

He asked in a low voice.

"It's me."

Outside the door, Han Qingluo's voice sounded.

Kim touched his coat and found that it was not messy, then walked barefoot to the door and opened it.

At the door, I saw Han Qingluo with blonde hair scattered and thinly dressed, and when she saw Jin open the door, her lowered eyelashes were raised, and she looked at Jin: "Can I come in?" ”

Jin looked stunned, the inexplicable palpitations in his chest made him uneasy, he paused for a few seconds with a sluggish reaction, and quickly came back to his senses, his helpless hand behind his head, looking a little nervous: "Uh, okay, okay, you can come in." ”

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Han Qingluo remembered him with a green face at that time, the corners of his lips hooked bitterly, and his lowered eyes showed a trace of guilt when he wiped his body.

Closing the door, Jin looked around, ran to the table, looked at Han Qingluo who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked, "What do you drink?" Drinking? ”

As he spoke, he lifted the wine bottle and poured it into the wine glass, but found that there was no wine in the wine bottle for a long time, and he buckled his forehead in embarrassment.

In the next second, Han Qingluo opened his mouth to relieve his embarrassment: "I don't drink anything, thank you." ”

As if he had been granted amnesty, Jin exhaled without a trace and put down the bottle and glass in his hand.

"Why are you sitting so far away, come and talk to me by the bedside!"

Looking at Jin, who deliberately kept his distance from him, Han Qingluo smiled slightly, turned his head to look at him, and patted his hand lightly on the vacant seat beside him.

The dim candlelight reflected on her, there was a hazy beauty, coupled with her tired eyes, there was an indescribable sense of charm, which made Jin's dead heart seem to fluctuate a little.

After all, he is facing lovers who have loved each other, and if he really dissolves his thoughts, it is abnormal.

Under Han Qingluo's staring gaze, Jin, who had been thinking for a long time, finally took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and slowly walked to the side of the bed.

It's just a chat, nothing else?

Kim convinced himself inwardly and sat down beside her without distractions.

He always kept his eyes on the floor, but out of the corner of his eye, he could detect the gaze that Han Qingluo had been seeing on his face.

In the end, he couldn't help but turn his face away, avoiding Han Qingluo's burning gaze, and said, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Retracting his gaze from his face, Han Qingluo lowered his head to look at his feet and said softly: "I can't sleep." ”

“…… Oh. ”

Kim nodded.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and an awkward silence fell into the room.

However, after a while, Han Qingluo took the initiative to break the silence, and she called, "Jin." ”

"Huh?"

Jin Yingsheng looked at her, and what was met was a pair of eyes full of longing, as if Han Qingluo in front of him had changed his soul.

"Do you still like me?"

"I ......"

Jin was dumbfounded, and he suddenly opened his mouth with some regret.

Han Qingluo just looked at him silently, the delicate on his face was distressing.

His throat throbbed with nervousness, and after a while, he didn't know how to react, and he had the idea of escaping.

But in the next second, he was grabbed by a warm palm: "What are you afraid of?" ”

Jin frowned, his breathing accelerating: "Don't be like this, Luo-"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he pursed his lips tightly in shock, and in a hurry, he actually called her so intimately, and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry-"

"It's okay, you sit down!"

Han Qingluo still looked at him with that look, and his tone of command was undeniable.

Under her "coercion", the uncertain Kim finally relented and sat back on the edge of the bed.

Who knows, as soon as he sat down, she beside her brought him down with strong and powerful force, and lay directly on the bed.

"Don't!"

Kim exclaimed, and his mind suddenly became confused.

"I'm sorry, Kim, please forgive me!"

Han Qingluo, who was holding Jin down, frowned deeply, pulled out a rope from his waist behind him, and directly and quickly tied a dead knot to tie his hands.

By the time Jin reacted, he was no longer able to move, and Han Qingluo was sure that he would not hurt himself and struggled indiscriminately, so he was still as steady as an old dog, pressed on him, turned around, and tied one end of the rope to the head of the bed.

"Don't go to Venice alone, it's dangerous!"

Kim was afraid that she would do something stupid, so he hurriedly spoke.

After tying the rope, Han Qingluo got off Jin's body, her face was completely devoid of her previous charm, but crawled full of guilt, she pulled out a knife, and said to Jin: "I'm sorry, Jin, I'm not going to Venice." ”

"What...... What the? ”

Kim lay on the bed, puzzled.

As soon as the words fell, a faint blood gas floated to his nose, tempting the bloodlust hidden in his body.

"What do you want to do?"

Jin panicked, did Han Qingluo want to seduce him and suck her own blood? What the hell is she trying to do!

Deepening the wound between his palms, just for the blood to gush out more, Han Qingluo slowly squatted down and brought the palm dripping blood to Jin's lips, and a layer of mist had already formed in his guilty eyes.

"I'm sorry, ...... Kim," her voice trembled, and a tear had already crossed her cheek and fell to her lips, "...... Please hug me for the first time! ”

"You ......" Jin's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart could not be calmed down, "Why are you bothering?" ”

With that, he turned his head away in refusal.

Han Qingluo had already anticipated his attitude, so she controlled him early, what she had to do was to forcibly stimulate Jin's bloodlust, let him suck his own blood, and had to hug herself for the first time and resurrect her.

Doing this, although it hurt Jin, but she is also desperate, her heart is tormented, she doesn't want to be protected like this, she wants to really become a part of them, and use her more powerful power to protect them!

Han Qingluo directly turned over Jin's body and put his blood-covered hand to his lips, forcing Jin to drink his own blood, and said "I'm sorry" over and over again in his heart.

The warm and sweet blood kept sliding into his mouth, and the smell of the fishy fragrance continued to stimulate Jin, and he closed his eyes, forcing himself to suppress the desire in his heart.

Slowly, he began to be unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and finally took the initiative to suck her blood.

He is a young blood clan, his thirst for blood is stronger than that of the elders, and his control over bloodlust is not as strong as that of the elders, and he is easily aroused by Han Qingluo's pure virgin blood.

Han Qingluo was short of breath, and when she saw that Jin was aroused by her blood, she was both nervous and scared, but soon, the strong desire in her heart overpowered the fear, she stabilized her mind and directly cut the restraint on Jin's hand with a dagger.

Broken free from the shackles, there is no other bloodthirsty vampire like Jin, he sucks greedily, and his fair face has long been stained with bright red from Han Qingluo.

As if not satisfied with the blood on the palm of his hand, Kim wanted to ask for more......

When he opened his eyes again, his azure eyes had long been replaced by a scarlet color, like a monster, staring closely at Han Qingluo's slightly beating carotid artery......

——

Night has fallen.

Christmas Eve in Venice envelops the whole city in peace.

Five hours have passed since the core figure of the secret party was arrested and sent to prison.

As if premeditated early in the morning, the guards surrounding the Red Mansion did not retreat for a long time, but the number of people continued unabated, and they surrounded the Red Mansion impenetrably.

Jue and the other guards formed a triangular surveillance circle around the Red Mansion, and if there was any abnormality, they would immediately use signal flares to contact them.

And the ambush not far away, the special attack force led by Nan Lier and the covering force led by Zack are also ready, and they can act when the signal is issued.

Farther on the square, the thousands of elite Lesen Bloods led by were also ready to fight.

Christmas Eve, passed quickly, and the night was getting deeper.

They went from house to house and put out the candles and prepared to sleep with this beautiful night.

At this time, the snow seems to have become heavier, and with a slight wind, it is tirelessly descending on the world.

On the top floor directly opposite the Red Mansion, Jue dusted off the snow on his body, looked at the city that was gradually darkening, and the guards stationed around the Red Mansion who refused to leave, and the uneasiness in his heart became deeper and deeper......

The excitement of the festival calmed down, and everything returned to its most natural state.

When the human world falls asleep, the time for heretical creatures comes.

In the streets and alleys, in an imperceptible dark corner, seven figures flashed, one of which was in the center, holding a cup-shaped object, and between the palm and the object, a faint red light appeared......