The light is not too bright.

The small room was crowded with seven or eight figures, all around a wooden table that could fall apart with a single tap.

In the middle, a small and pitiful figure was surrounded by a group, and there was no chance for him to escape.

Zach sat cautiously, directly opposite the ancient Jue. Looking at this posture, if he can't ask anything, I'm afraid he will have to peel off his skin

"What are the symbols of your Revorno's communication?"

Jue's indifferent and deep voice broke the silence in the small room.

"There are many, I don't know which one you refer to?"

Zach snorted and said ambiguous things.

"You're smart guys, don't try to test our bottom line."

"It's not so much a symbol as a blood-colored mark, we don't have a fixed contact symbol, only the blood mark of the same vein, only the own clan can perceive it."

Rubbing his hands together in front of the table, Zach smiled a particularly smirk.

As if sensing the unfriendly eyes around him, he immediately sneered and added: "I swear, what I said is true, if you don't believe it, I can't help it!" ”

"This is really about the future of the entire human race and the blood clan, you think clearly, at this time, if you are selfish and are suppressed by the demons, we will not be spared!"

Han Qingluo frowned, and said bitterly, he is really a guy who is not in a hurry for the emperor and the eunuch, and he does not shed tears when he sees the coffin.

Zach glanced at Han Qingluo resentfully: "Since you don't believe it, tonight, I'll leave a mark in front of you, otherwise you still won't believe me!" ”

"Alright, so be it!"

Jue stopped the brief interrogation and asked Yuke and Lenson to invite Zack to rest in another room, which was called rest, but in fact he was under house arrest.

"Do you believe that guy?"

Han Qingluo's face was worried, this was a suspicious target that they had been guarding for a long time, and now that his identity had been determined, it was impossible to let him go.

The members of the Revornor bloodline were mostly travelers and robbers, who walked the continent like straws in the wind, leaving footprints in every country, but they came casually, their whereabouts were uncertain, and they preferred to be alone, preferring to keep their people in touch with each other by signs or traces.

Although his whereabouts are uncertain, they are not without traces, such as a guy like Zach who likes to play illusions and act as a magician, is the target they are looking for.

"You can only watch it when you act, don't let him play tricks."

Galo was worried, not only did he not know the whereabouts of the Revornor Blood Clan's holy weapon and ghost lamp, but also encountered such a fuel-efficient pawn, and the best situation along the way was that he did not meet with the demon clan and clashed.

After a brief discussion, they decided on a plan for tonight's action, and then dispersed, waiting for the night to come.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before night, Han Qingluo took Jue to walk around the streets of Paris.

In order to hide people's eyes, Han Qingluo has long grown long hair, and without the days of running around alone in the past, the traces of her being polished by the cruel years have gradually faded, and the charm of women has been shown little by little.

Dressed in a simple long skirt and a fur shawl around his shoulders, Han Qingluo took Jue's arm and walked with him on the most romantic city streets in legend.

Towards evening, there were only a few pedestrians passing by on the street. In autumn, with the departure of day, it also looks a little bleak and desolate.

Under the feet is a slightly uneven stone road, on both sides of the buildings standing, the color is single, but it reveals the simplicity and solemnity, this era is not so varied, but full of its uniqueness.

Han Qingluo walked leisurely, trying to find a little bit of the legendary romantic atmosphere, but apart from the not-so-clean streets and houses with decent styles, coupled with the bleakness of autumn, he really couldn't find any romantic meaning.

"Is there something on your mind?"

Han Qingluo's unconscious sigh attracted Jue's attention, and he looked at her sideways in a soft tone.

Han Qingluo let out an "ah" after realizing it, suddenly reacted, shook his head, and smiled: "It's okay." ”

"Okay!" Jue smiled lightly, turned his head, and the loss in his eyes flashed.

Along the way, the two sides were silent, just walking quietly side by side.

The bodies of the two are obviously so close, but they feel that their souls are separated from each other at the two ends of the galaxy; is obviously in love with each other, but there is always something estranged from each other.

Jue looked ahead, following Han Qingluo's rhythm and steps, his mind had already ignored everything around him, he thought for a while, and suddenly stopped his steps.

Han Qingluo beside him looked at him suspiciously, and before she could ask, Jue opened his lips and said, "I hope we can talk about everything, do you understand?" ”

Han Qingluo's face changed, his lips moved, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something.

Jue didn't wait for her to open her mouth to explain, and continued: "Your recent state is not quite right, are you indifferent to me?" ”

Han Qingluo suddenly felt a little wronged, she just felt that a trivial matter was not enough to worry about, so she didn't say it, but she didn't think Jue was so sensitive, was she really indifferent to him?

"I ......"

"Are you still angry about that incident in the garden?"

Jue's words woke up the puzzled Han Qingluo, did Jue think that he was still angry about his unwillingness to turn her into a blood clan? hurriedly replied: "Of course not!" ”

Seeing that Jue's face softened slightly, Han Qingluo continued: "What you don't want to do, I won't force it, it's just that I'm too busy during this time, and I have different energy from your blood clan, so I may be a little distracted, so ......"

Han Qingluo's words were gone, and he just exhaled helplessly.

It's okay that Jue doesn't mention this, but when she mentions it, the more she says, the more she feels wronged, why is Jue unwilling? Don't you want to be with her for eternity?

After all, who is indifferent to whom, and is he really willing to be with him? Or is it because of his own initiative, so Jue naturally agreed.

It's just, just don't want to embarrass her?

It's just that he saw some shallow friendship in the past, so he forced himself to be with a weak and incompetent human being, anyway, her lifespan was a matter of a moment for him.

After a long time, he was just a passerby in the long river of years, gradually drowned in the dust, and ceased to exist, maybe in the next hundred years, he found another true goddess, what is she?

Or was she just a wretched pastime in his lonely years?

Thinking of this, Han Qingluo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Jue also because of her sneering action, her chest was filled with the soreness that had not appeared for a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly became very oppressive.

Han Qingluo sulked in his heart, entangled and depressed because of the so-called "truth" that he associated with a little diffusion and split.

"Alas......"

After a sigh, Jue's slightly twisted brows stretched, and he opened his arms to hug Han Qingluo, who had reddish eyes in front of him, in his arms, his lips opened lightly, and he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I didn't expect that I was the first one who wronged you." Sorry ......"

Leaning on his slightly cool arms, his apologies were heard in his ears one after another, even if there were too many grievances in his heart, they had disappeared at this moment, Han Qingluo couldn't help but stretch out his hand to wrap around his waist.

Jue finally smiled at the corner of her lips because of her small action, which meant that she had forgiven herself.

His cheeks were gently pressed against the soft hair on the top of her head, and he slowly rubbed it lovingly, his eyes were full of helplessness and embarrassment: he really didn't want Han Qingluo to become a "monster" who could only haunt the night.

For the Bloodline, eternal life is actually a curse, immortal and immortal, and feeds on blood.

From enthusiastic life to cold eyes, loneliness is the partner who will always accompany him in the future, he has long been tired of such days, but external affairs have stumbled him, so that he has to continue to face such a boring life.

Now she can at least feel the warmth of the sun, and she doesn't have to live a bloodthirsty life like a "monster".

How could he not understand her mind?

It's just that the price is too great, and he's afraid she won't be able to bear it.

He is now a thousand-year-old blood clan, and he can also fight against the sun, so that he will not be unable to give her a normal love experience.

His existence, his identity, sooner or later, will be regarded as a thorn in the side of the other blood clans who are afraid of him, if he is destroyed, what should Han Qingluo who has become a blood clan?

Will he be implicated because of him, or will he be able to spend his long, long, cursed days in solitude and without contact with the sun, but in the dark.

How many hundred years does it take for her to be like her current self, not afraid of the sun?

In these lonely years, he had already given birth to countless boredoms, and if it was her turn, he didn't dare to think about the picture of her collapse and dissipation, but he didn't want this possibility to happen.

He already had a choice in his heart, if she passed away in the twilight, he would also accompany him, and the ripples in his heart were caused by her, then he would live and die with this ripple for the rest of his life.

"Remember what I told you?"

Jue cupped Han Qingluo's cheeks, stared into her eyes, soothed the sorrow between her eyebrows with her slender thumb, and said softly.

"Remember!"

Han Qingluo also looked back at him, his eyes full of love.

"I will always be by your side, please trust me!"

Looking at Jue's affectionate eyes, which turned into a pool of clear springs, Han Qingluo nodded movingly, and said "yes" with deep affection in his heart.

Looking at each other, the uncontrollable love overflowed, permeating this cool autumn, so that the estrangement dissolved and dissolved, and there was more warmth.

On a bloody evening, a pair of lovers kissed selflessly on a deserted street......

Han Qingluo slowly opened her eyes, and her pupils reflected Jue's closed eyes, and the fluttering eyelashes tugged at her heartstrings like butterfly wings.

On her lips, the cold, soft but passionate touch made the corners of her lips rise slightly.

Maybe this could be a touch of romance on the streets of Paris, she thought!

Thinking about it, my heart was filled with happiness, and I closed my eyes again and continued to melt in this romantic moment.

……

It's night.

The group was ready to go.

In this serious atmosphere, everyone was keenly aware of a strange aura.

It was from Han Qingluo and Jue, who had just come back, and the "stench" smell of love made the single dogs feel deep malice.

As the predecessor, there was no wave on Jin's face, but there was still a slight sting in his heart, and endless sourness came to his heart, and he took the first step out of the door.

He was sad, and he chose to bless.

"Wait a minute, cheer up!"

Sevi on the side seems to be careless, but he is very targeted, but he is not sour, or he can't see it, love is a useless thing, like a stumbling block for himself, he doesn't want to have it, and he doesn't want to see it.

"As long as Master Sevi does his best, we have our own measure!"

Jue replied unhurriedly, his eyes only fell on him for a second, and then he retracted it.

Han Qingluo on the side snorted proudly: "Lord Sevi has been high all his life, I'm afraid that no one will be able to enter your eyes, right?" ”

In an instant, a bewitching face flashed in his mind, and he was annoyed, and walked out of the room, ignoring them alone.