Chapter Seventy-Three: Dream Fire Chant (1)

Those who betray the light are destined to be abandoned by the light,

Those who hate human affection are destined to be hated by human affection.

The curse has begun,

Reincarnation never stops,

It is unintentional and heartless, strong and vulnerable.

Listen! Sharp teeth chanting;

See! Blood dances.

You will willingly surrender to me and live for me.

Let us welcome new life with the blood-colored dawn,

The bats cheered together on the stone wall,

Baby, baby,

broke through the shackles and wept softly in the crook of the mother's arms,

Mother's arms crooked, arms crooked,

The warmth of the world!

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Some ballads sound insignificant at first glance, but when you think about it, they feel weird, and this is the case with "The Ballad of Dawn". A song that I had heard in a dream, with a faint voice, seemed to call to me, and then I saw it again on an old roll of parchment, and when I saw it again, it was not what I wanted to see.

The sun sets early, the blood moon rises, and even those who are not familiar with prophecy should be able to guess that this is not a good sign. I was writing my homework in the classroom, and the words on the book suddenly became blurry, and soon I was completely invisible, and it was dark. The classroom erupted into a commotion.

"I'm blind! Ahh ”

"It's dark."

"What's the matter, it's getting dark so fast?"

"I didn't hear that today is a solar eclipse."

Everyone was still in a state of fear of the sudden darkness, and the surroundings lit up again, but the light was red, as if it was shining on the earth through blood, so everyone was even more afraid. I looked up at the sky, a blood-colored moon hanging high in it, and the sun was gone.

"Uh······ Yes!. The table mates let out a groan of pain.

"Xiao Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

"Bloodline ······"

"What? Well! ”

Zhao Zhong suddenly picked up the pen on the table and stabbed it at my neck, I subconsciously reached out for a gear, and the next moment the tip of the pen pierced into the flesh of my palm.

"What are you doing?!"

I picked up the kettle on the table and beckoned to his head, and his head was tilted to the side, then slowly turned his head back with a misty look in his eyes and said, "I'm sorry." "My body went limp, crawled on the table, and I lost consciousness.

The pain in my injured right hand blackened my eyes, and it was a sharpened pencil that pierced me, and I pulled it out, and the wound unexpectedly did not bleed much, and the pain was much less.

"What are you doing! Why are you still fighting? "The head teacher reacted and ran over to see our injuries.

"Get some paper and wipe it down." The front and back tables helped me wipe the blood.

"I don't know, Zhao Zhong suddenly ······" Before I could finish speaking, a shrill voice suddenly squeezed into my ears and swept through my head.

"Ahh

"Xue Chen, Xue Chen, what's uncomfortable? Lift him up. "The head teacher and the people around me helped me up, and I clung to my desk in the hope of alleviating the pain.

"Stop, stop!"

"Stop what?"

I raised my head and saw the distressed face of the head teacher, and slowly, the blood vessels on the face emerged, and finally, the blood vessels were clearer than the facial features. I hugged him, and he was stunned for a moment, then patted me on the back to soothe me. At such a close distance, the sound of his powerful heartbeat tickled my teeth, so itchy, and I retracted back to my desk.

"Bang!" A group broke down the door and surrounded the classroom. The two of them took Zhao Zhong and me by the arms and dragged them out.

"Who are you? Let them go! ”

"Teacher, save my ······"

The teachers and classmates who rushed to save us were suppressed, and this was the last image I saw before I fainted.

I woke up in a prison with white walls, white tiles, and only a small vent in the whole room except for the door. I don't know why I've been caught, but my reaction when the Blood Moon appears makes me realize that I'm different. And Xiao Zhong, I don't know how he is······

It was hard to tell if it was two or three days in the room where the light of day had passed, and I was close to collapse because of the lack of food and water. "Boom!" There was a loud bang and the ground moved, and I ducked into the corner.

"Let's go!" The door was opened, and someone came to save me!

My body suddenly gained strength, and I walked out of the torturous room against the wall, only to find that there were about twenty people who were being held in the same prison as me. I ran in one direction with the flow of people, but when I saw that I was about to go out of the gate, I was bounced back by an invisible force, and I fell to the ground on my back, and I couldn't stand up with only a momentum. In despair, someone grabbed me by the collar and lifted me out, and I didn't even have to touch my feet to the ground. The moment I saw the starry sky, my body had no strength left, and I only had time to turn my head to look at the red eyes of the person who was carrying me, and I completely lost consciousness.

Red eyes······

When I opened my eyes, there was a circle of people around me, all of them with red eyes.

"Are you awake?"

"It's you, the one who saved me." I said, looking into his familiar red eyes.

"My name is Wu Dui."

"Welcome home, dear blood pet." A strange girl with slightly lighter eyes said.

"Blood pet, what is it?" I asked.

"In addition to blood and people in this world, there is also a magical species, which we call: blood pets." Wu Dui's face showed a look of nostalgia.

"I haven't heard of it."

"No one has heard of them for a long time, after all, they have disappeared for three hundred years."

I didn't want to see Wu Du sad, so I quickly asked, "Why don't you tell me what a 'blood pet' is?" "Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Fengyi Nocturne Claw Book House" for free for the first time.