In the days of Christmas, at night, the Shawa Mountain is lit up, and the banquets are constantly singing and dancing, and the tourists passing by will be attracted without exception.

Elle rides on a horse and kisses a strange man.

The man seemed so fascinated by her that he almost fell under her stunning face and bewitching figure.

There were also many strange men and women, dressed in neat equestrian costumes, but as presumptuous as in the night club.

Fancy sitting on the viewing platform outside the equestrian arena, lighting a cigarette, sandwiched between his slender white fingers,

I also sipped the red wine at hand from time to time, and watched the crazy and extravagant scenes in the venue without changing my face.

Brigitte, who was sitting next to her, had obviously never seen such a scene, and was stunned the whole time.

Rich people really know how to play.

At this time, another strange man came to talk to him, and this was already the 24th.

From the moment they sat here, there were countless male creatures who followed one after another, but they were ignored by the queen's fancy and cold face.

But this time this one is very persevering, and he keeps pestering them, and there are so many words that it is tireless.

Apparently he was pushed by the group of friends behind him.

Probably after a little drinking, he bet he could get one of them.

Flicked the cigarette ash to get the man closer.

The man's eyes lit up, and he walked up to her, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw her raise her hand and crush the cigarette butt on his expensive suit pants!

The fabric was suddenly scalded with a big hole, and even a little edge of the underwear could be seen.

The man was furious and was about to have a seizure, when he saw her take out a wad of money from her bag.

A whole pile, at least fifty.

The man was momentarily stunned on the spot, not knowing why.

Fancy pulled out another pile, another pile, and piled up half a table.

"Burn their pants and the money will be yours."

Fancy pointed to a group of fox friends behind him.

The final result was that a group of gentlemen dressed like dogs, one by one, were embarrassed and angry.

But he didn't dare to really do anything to her, living like a group of red-faced and angry baboons.

Fancy finally showed the only smile on his face for the past few days, but it quickly faded again.

Money is a good thing, it can make people be grandchildren, and it can also make people sell their sons, let alone friends.

She's not short of money, she's just bored, boring.

Brigitte looked at her slowly disappearing smile and suddenly understood her.

Eliza is a vampire who has lived for hundreds of years, unlike her and Elle, who have only been around for more than a hundred years, and still have a little new to this world.

Although her face is still a young girl, her heart has long since grown old.

Fancy re-lit a cigarette.

At this time, a chill rose from her back for no reason, and she felt that a pair of eyes were watching her from the sand valley mountain behind her.

Fancy turned his head, but he could only see the dark and quiet mountains in the night.

She had always trusted her instincts, and to be on the safe side, she ripped off Elle, who was still drunk and asleep on the horse, and didn't ask for the deposit for the horse farm, and rushed back to Lan Pei overnight.

After they left, a tall figure appeared in the night.

He had a grim face, curly ancient blond hair, a dark cloak, and a strange diamond-shaped sign on the placket of his chest, which seemed to have three drops of blood printed on it.

His piercing eyes swept over the extravagant chaos of the racecourse, and finally his gaze fell on the spot where he had sat fancy.

He walked over and picked up the goblet on the table with his slender fingers, smelling the smell of blood inside.

He frowned.

The blood in it is not like the blood of ordinary humans, and it has a fatal temptation for vampires.

Especially for low-level vampires, it is almost impossible to resist.

Where did this blood come from?

Who are these three Bloods?

He was just passing by and smelling the same kind of smell, and before he could check if it was a vampire on his blacklist, the other three disappeared without a trace.

It was already the dawn of the second day when I returned to Rampei.

Elle and the two couldn't see the light, so they sent them to the hotel, drew the curtains, and told them to be careful of their kind.

Don't go out and fool around for a while, stay in the house honestly.

Elle hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about Hathaway?" ”

Fancy eyes fell on the scar on her chin.

This was when Elle and Brigitte attacked Hathaway three months ago and were injured by the relics on her body.

Elle doesn't have Eliza's super recovery ability, and it will take a while to recover.

After being attacked, Hathaway learned wisely and hid in the church, never going out at night.

There was no way, Elle and Brigitte could only squat every night, waiting for her to come out and kill her dog.

That's three months.

Fancy face gradually gloomy: "I don't need you, I'll clean her up myself." ”

After the instructions, Fancy rushed back to Pine's house, and in two days it was the entrance examination of the Seven Elephants Public School.

After the fancy left, Elle lay bored on the ground and looked at the sky, muttering:

"I haven't had enough of it."

Brigitte ignored her, carefully checked the doors and windows, and sat down to make sure that there was no light leakage.

After more than half a year of tossing, she has to admit it even if she doesn't admit her fate.

People were killed, blood was drunk, and she was completely tied to Eliza Elle.

But she still has a little conscience in her heart, and if she can not harm others, she will never go.

Usually, when I am hungry, I will only find animals to satisfy my hunger.

As a result, she is almost a dozen years older than Elle and Eliza in appearance, and looks like the mother of both of them.

But in fact, she is the youngest of the three vampires.

At the end of the long day, Elle was finally able to open the curtains and look up at the starry sky.

"I envy Eliza so much, she is not afraid of the sun, she lives more openly than us." She suddenly sighed.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Elle turned her head to look at Brigitte, only to see that she was making something up.

Elle asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"Bracelets."

"Why didn't I see you make it up before?"

Brigitte just finished making one up, gave Elle a test on the size of her hand, and said:

"Don't you feel bored? We used to be able to look at the old woman Hathaway, but now we can't go out day and night, why don't we find something to do for ourselves? ”

Elle raised her hand and looked at it, the simple pattern made her wrist thin and white.

"What kind of pattern is this?" She asked.

Brigitte Says:

"This is not a pattern, this is a peace knot, in my hometown, wearing this knot bracelet can keep you safe."

Elle thought for a moment and said, "You make one for Eliza, one for each of us." ”

Although she is afraid of Eliza, she also knows that Eliza is the best person for her and Brigitte.

Wherever she and Brigitte wanted to play, Eliza never refused.

Whatever they want, Eliza will definitely buy it for them.

They relied on her, using her as their backer and only support.

Brigitte quickly made up two more, put them on herself, and gave Eliza's one to Elle for her to keep.

Elle was afraid of losing it, so she wore it on her left wrist.

She remembered over and over again: her left hand was Eliza's, and her right hand was her own.

Thinking about it, she suddenly smelled a familiar smell of blood.

It's the taste of Kylie!