For the first time in two hundred years, Villard wept for a woman he thought he would hate with all his life.

A woman who made him neither human nor ghostly.

At this moment, many images flashed through his head. It is true that this woman is as cruel and murderous as the outside world legend, but she never hides his thoughts. Even though she is used to being sarcastic, every word she says doesn't seem to be deliberately aimed at him.

Her goodness instantly covered those resentments that she thought would never be erased.

"Helina...... Why, you're going to die! ”

His fingertips slammed into the ground beneath him, tears came out of his frame, and he roared at Su Kui.

Su Kui just stood in the sun and smiled at him, an unusually bright smile, and his delicate face had a transparent feeling in the sun.

For a moment, it occurred to Villard that perhaps she was a clean and bright woman before she became a vampire. Thinking like this, all of a sudden all his strength was lost, and he muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was asking her or himself, "Why do you like me?" ”

What do I have to like?

Su Kui pursed her lips and smiled undiminishedly, "Love that can be said clearly is not love, Verard." She looked sideways and felt that the power in her body was draining away at the speed of light, and in about ten minutes, she would be gone.

The stronger it is, the greater the backlash, and it does.

All things are born together, and there must be mutual restraint.

She looked very lightly, "Lucia, I did what you said, and now, it's your turn to bring Villard in," her eyes fell on Lucia with a sharpness that saw through everything, "I don't think you want him to really die at your hands, right?" ”

Lucia moved her lips, gritted her teeth, and instructed the bodyguard who had been silently acting as an invisible person on the side: "Take him in, don't let him touch the sun." ”

Su Kui added, "If you can, please go to the blood bank behind the main hall and find some blood for him, he is too weak." ”

From beginning to end, her tone was flat, and it seemed completely different from the charming femme fatale woman before. Verard's clenched palms were blurred by his own flesh, and he was powerless to struggle, so he could only let Lucia's bodyguards drag him like a dead fish, without dignity into the sunless hall.

Lucia stepped aside, took out the nail stake and hammer from the duffel bag that the spirit hunter had left outside, and then sweated on her forehead and gritted her teeth and walked towards her.

Seeing this, Su Kui smiled indifferently, suddenly turned his head sideways, and said to Villad, who had already entered the main hall, "Villad, if you want to like someone in the future, I hope it won't be her, okay?" ”

Verard was close to fainting, but the words were like a spell, carved into the depths of his brain, and he opened his mouth and spat out a "Okay." ”

Lucia didn't hear it, but it was enough to make her angry, and she walked up quickly and thrust the sharp nail into her chest.

In an instant, the blood flowed like a torrent.

Su Kui smiled, she knew that this task was completed, at the cost of her death, Villad would live in apologies for her for the rest of her life, as long as she saw Lucia, she would think of why she died.

No matter what happens to Lucia in the future, there is absolutely no possibility that they will be together, and that is enough.

Ending an endless life in this way is also a kind of destination.

。 m.