629 Countess (30)
He was in no mood, the task she had assigned had been completed, and Lucia had been sent out of the dense fog and dense forest safely, and as for what happened to her after that, it was not within the scope of his consideration.
Villard turned to leave, her hand clasped tightly by Lucia again.
"Come with me, Villard, didn't that vicious woman say she would punish you? What is a darkroom? It sounds very eerie, don't go back, let's go together! Lucia opened her blue eyes and stared straight into Villard's eyes, and said seriously.
Villard was amused by her innocent words, "Let's go? Where to go, can vampires live in the city? Are you sure those spirit hunters with a keen sense of smell like dogs won't hear the news? He pulled her hand off and sneered, "Also, the decision made by the wicked woman in your mouth is precisely the crucial factor that will make you come out safely, ah, cross, do you believe in Christianity?" ”
He lowered his head, his deep green eyes twinkling in the night, his voice low almost as clear as his breathing, but very clearly into Lucia's ears.
Shouldn't Christians be grateful? Even if you can't thank you, please speak with respect, okay, let's go. ”
He dropped a sentence and strode in the direction he had come. ,
The dense fog and dense forest in the distance are hidden in the dark night, and the black hole is like a huge mouth, and no one knows what kind of ending it will lead to in the end.
"Verard, do you like Helena? Admit it, you've finally fallen for her beauty! ”
Verard's heart shrank, and he turned his head sharply, his green eyes glinting terrifyingly, "Shut up! Trust me, off vampires won't do you any good! ”
"No, Villard, if I say that I fell in love with you at first sight, would you like to come with me?"
There was a momentary pause in Villard's footsteps, but soon, he erased the thoughts that kept floating in his mind, coldly dropped a sentence, and disappeared.
He said, "You are human, I am a vampire, just like day and night, two completely different extremes that cannot be fused, let alone together!" ”
The evening wind carried a light earthy smell, and the cold wind continued to blow on Lucia's body, she pursed her lips, her eyes became very cold, and the cross she held in her palm hurt, but she seemed to be unconscious, looking at the direction where Villad left, and stood for a long, long time.
"Oh, who knows, but, why does such a vicious woman still exist in this world, shouldn't she go to hell sooner?"
She turned and stepped down the path down the mountain, and the softly whispered words vanished into the wind.
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"Whew-"
As the night dragged on, Verard leaned against the thick branches and looked up at the incomplete moon in the sky through the dense foliage.
Lucia's words kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
What does it mean to fall into her beauty?
If it really fell, wouldn't it have surrendered to her a hundred years ago? It won't wait until today.
When did the state of the mind become a muddy water? Probably from the beginning when she let go of the group of children, he went from cold observation and ridicule at the beginning to disbelief at the back.
The change of mentality is not insignificant.
He closed his eyes and rubbed his brows, trying to settle the thoughts of constant clamor and rebellion, but it never worked.
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