In the main hall of the Night Castle, there are six members of the blood clan sitting on both sides of the long black oak table, except for the genius boy Jin of the Tsmisi clan, the rest are the blood of the Lesen Lu clan - Lensen, Glores, Hunter, and Yufyuk.

Jue on the main seat glanced at all the members indifferently, and then spoke after a moment: "In the Night Castle, you are all excellent contributors, but always remember that you must not be slack off on any task, otherwise there will be newcomers to replace you." ”

Jue's tone was calm and gentle, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth. But all the Bloods present knew that the calmer the Boss became, the angrier he became. Especially Gloris, who had just messed up the mission, lowered her head and shook her eyes uneasily.

"Boss, is something going on?" "I've always been in business, and I've never been cut off from the economy. ”

"We're too, boss, and we're not wrong with the blood supply." The two Yuke Youfu brothers also hurriedly agreed.

The rest of Rensen also explained that it was no problem for Kim to concentrate on his magic, and the last five looked at the silent Chloris, the only female member of their group.

"I was wrong, boss, please forgive me!" Loris immediately knelt down to apologize, not daring to look up. Jue got up and walked towards her, stretched out his pale and slender hand, and gently picked up her chin with his index finger, "Stand up, I forgive you!" The tone is soft and charming.

Only then did Loris smile for the rest of her life, "Thank you, boss!" He took his hand and hurriedly stood up and returned to his place.

"That human girl, Clores, take care of her, this is your last chance." Jue's hands lightly put on Gloris's shoulders, and there was fierceness in her smile.

"Yes."

Then, Jue gracefully walked back to the main seat, crossed his fingers, put it on the table, and smiled at the members present: "Please take care of your own blood descendants, the children can't fight that human idea, understand?" (The children here all refer to the descendants of the initial development, not the children.) ）

"We must go down and explain it, please rest assured, boss!" The members replied in unison, Jue nodded in satisfaction, and dismissed everyone.

"Kim, you can help take care of her too!" Among all the members, Jue treated Jin specially, firstly because he was from the Tsmisi ethnic group, and secondly, Kim was the only member who had not developed a descendant, and was only a hundred years old as a young force, and he was also his closest follower.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured." Jin Mian nodded respectfully, and he was the only one who called Jue an adult, after all, there was a difference of hundreds of years.

In the attic of the tower at the far corner of the entire Night Castle—

On the shabby bed, there was a dirty blonde girl, her thin plain skirt clinging to her immature body, her forehead wrapped in a slightly bleeding bandage, her face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her dry and chapped lips seemed to be shouting something.

As if she had a long dream, Han Qingluo dreamed that she had become a white girl, imprisoned in a gloomy and dark dungeon, and in order to resist, she went on a hunger strike for a few days, and then she couldn't bear to kill herself (qiang) anymore.

Later, she seemed to have returned home, and her dead father actually sat at the dinner table with a smile and shouted softly to her: "Luo Luo, come and eat!" ”

"Dad!" Han Qingluo's nose was sour, tears burst out of his eyes, and he cried......

Suddenly waking up, Han Qingluo's eyes stared at the gray roof in a daze, the tears in the corners of his eyes soaked the hair next to his ears, a chill came from his cheeks, and he thought in frustration: It turned out to be a dream.

"Awake?" A clear voice sounded.

She propped herself up from the bed, intending to follow the voice, but she felt a splitting headache, and covered her head in pain, not thinking about the voice.

"Eat it."

It was that voice again, Han Qingluo couldn't care about it, opened his mouth to eat the pill given by the strange man, and swallowed it. Soon, the symptoms of the headache were relieved a lot.

"Thank you." Han Qingluo gasped and whispered, raised his head suddenly, met a pair of clear blue eyes, and asked in surprise, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Kim, from the Tsmisi." Jin smiled politely, and Han Qingluo introduced the unhappy woman behind him, "This is Clores, an excellent female member of the Leson Bloodline." ”

Only then did Han Qingluo notice that there was a beprising woman with red hair standing behind him, her green eyes looking at her with disgust.

"Hello, lovely human!" Loris suddenly smiled brightly, and suddenly made an expression towards Han Qingluo that made her have nightmares for the next few days—only to see Cloris's green eyes suddenly turn scarlet and open wide. The sharp teeth in his mouth were bubbling with cold air, and he bit at her fiercely.

Frightened, Han Qingluo's hair stood on end, screamed miserably, and leaned back again and again. The initiator returned to his original state in a second, covered his mouth and laughed.

"Don't scare her!" Jin frowned and said displeasedly.

"You're not qualified to talk about me." Loris disagreed, "In my eyes, you're not a fart, little hairy boy!" ”

Indeed, he has only joined this group for more than a hundred years, and the others are all veteran-level blood clans, basically hundreds of years old, and a high-spirited person like Loris will not treat him, not to mention that his relationship with Jue is deeper than theirs, which naturally attracts her jealousy.

"You better say less about this kind of thing!" Jin doesn't care about her, just like her personality, after all, they are all members of the group, so there is no need to make a fuss.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." Loris didn't want to be here for a moment, for her this kind of task was a waste of her time, and since the boss had also sent Jin, naturally she didn't need to worry about anything.

"Are you alright?" Kim spoke out to appease Han Qingluo.

"Hmm." His cold hand gave her a sense of security, and Han Qingluo relieved himself and responded.

Kim took out a bottle of dark red liquid from the toolbox, untied the old bandage on her head, smeared the red liquid on her, and wrapped the new bandage, "It's almost all right tomorrow, don't worry." ”

"Thank you." Han Qingluo had a good impression of the young man in front of him with a pair of blue soft eyes, "My name is Han Qingluo." ”

"Hmm." His tone was light, looking at Han Qingluo's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, and said: "I know you have a lot of questions in your heart, but it's too late, you have a head injury, just rest after eating something, I'll come to see you tomorrow!" He looked at some water and bread on the bedside table.

Han Qingluo nodded gratefully, her eyes turned red instantly, the inhuman torture of the past few days had already consumed her will to live, she didn't expect that there would be such a gentle teenager to take care of her today.

After Jin left, Han Qingluo's tears that she had endured for a long time finally fell like raindrops, sliding down her cheeks and wetting the bread in her mouth, with salty tears and bread, she finally ate her first meal of safe food.

At night, the moonlight was hazy, but the people in the bed tossed and turned and couldn't sleep......