There are many difficulties to go through in life, and there are many more difficulties to go through in the life of a vampire, and as a vampire of oriental origin, he has many more difficulties to pass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young vampire had forgotten how he became a vampire, whether he was born a vampire or a vampire who had been bitten at a very young age, he had no way of verifying, he was a vampire in his memory, a vampire living in human society.

He often wanted to drink blood, to drink the fresh blood of human beings, the red hue, the pleasant temperature, all of which fascinated him so much, but there was a voice in his heart that told him that he could not drink human blood, and at first he listened to the voice in his heart, but then the greed became stronger, and the voice in his heart was extinguished, so he began to drink the blood of people.

He still remembered the scene when he drank human blood for the first time, it was a very beautiful woman, who liked to take his arm and walk in a wide place, there were stars in the sky, there was moonlight, and the gentle breeze, the scenery was pleasant, and in such a good scene, he hugged a beautiful woman, maybe a beautiful woman hugged him, it didn't matter who hugged who first, the final result was that he inserted his fangs into the artery of the beautiful woman's neck in the bright moonlight.

Whenever he remembered the first time he drank human blood, there would be a rattling sound in his head, it was the sound of blood flowing, very crisp, very pleasant, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was beautiful music, the blood was so sweet, more delicious than anything he had ever tasted.

When he drank the blood, his eyes were open, and he watched a tender person turn into a dry corpse in his arms, without even a trace of water, all sucked dry by himself, and became the existence of charcoal.

After drinking the first time, there was a second time, and after the second time, there was a third time, until he couldn't stop at all, and finally one day someone found him.

This person is a martial artist, this martial artist is very high, his essence blood is vigorous, even if it flows under the skin, the young vampire can smell the fragrance of blood, so the young vampire laughed happily, and the smile was exaggerated.

Ignoring the young vampire's laughter, the warrior asked him why he was killing innocents and ruining the living!

After the young vampire listened, he stopped laughing, he was completely puzzled by the words of the warrior, this world is fighting and killing every day, countless people are killed every day, blood is all over the ground, dyeing the yellow land red, and he only kills how many people a day, less than ten people, and they did not die in vain, the blood is dedicated to himself, make himself stronger, the body is dedicated to the earth, make the earth more fertile, what's wrong.

The young vampire couldn't figure it out, but he didn't care, he couldn't figure it out a lot, and he wasn't bad at it.

The young vampire wanted the blood of the warrior, and he felt that the blood of the warrior could definitely make his strength go to the next level, so he couldn't help but pounce, and then he was punched away by the warrior, and then rolled under the warrior's fist like a dead sandbag.

The warrior's fist was very large, and there was a strange power on it, hitting the young vampire, the hot pain, as if he had been grilled by fire, although he had not been grilled by fire, but he had been roasted by the sun, and his whole body was as if he had been burned, and the pain of burning all over his body, turning into ashes was his only fate.

The young vampire didn't know that he couldn't bask in the sun at first, and then he walked into the sun defenselessly, and then rolled back into the pubic area, falling into a scorched mess, and then learned to suck blood, and if he sucked too much blood, he was not afraid of the sun.

The young vampire was beaten badly, he felt that he was going to die, and the warrior thought he was dead, so he left, but he didn't die, he came back to life, dragged his seriously injured body, and fled from the place where he fled, far, far away.

On the way to escape, he met his own kind, but the kind was of Western blood, and the kind did not recognize him as his own kind, and humiliated him in every way, so he got angry and started to kill the vampire of Western blood, and then he wanted the vampire family and lived a life of hiding in Tibet.

In recent years, he finally disguised himself as an ordinary person, hidden in the school, and was not discovered, not only was he not discovered by others, but he also found a good baby himself, which can help him become a great existence, and that baby is in the school.

After searching the school for several years, I finally determined the specific location, and when I was about to start digging, I ran into an inexplicable ghost, and then I fought.

It doesn't matter if he fights, he has traveled south and north over the years, and he has learned a lot of skills, when he fights to the death, sure enough, the ghost is not his opponent, and when he saw that he was about to clean up the ghost, he was stirred up, and he was injured.

The vampire hadn't been so badly injured for many years, and he felt like he was back to being beaten by that warrior, without the slightest strength to fight back, and after being beaten, he was not far from death.

Not far from death means that he is not really dead, he went all the way to the west, fled to the west, and there was a big river in the west, the river was very wide, and the river flowed with floods, which flowed all the year round, and built a long, long bridge over the river.

There was a large hole under the bridge, and the vampire escaped into this bridge hole, and when he walked in, he could see a lot of charcoal, but the corpse left behind by him after sucking blood.

Fleeing into the bridge, the vampire let out his last breath, leaned weakly against the wall of the bridge, and began to curse, which he did not use in human language, so people could not understand it.

After scolding, he closed his eyes and began to recuperate, he knew that his physique had a strong ability to recover, as long as he had a breath, he would recover sooner or later, it was only a matter of time.

Suddenly, the vampire felt something wrong in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man standing in front of him, looking at him intently.

This person is known to the vampire, and he is the student who talked to him about the flowers of the motherland that day, but at this moment his momentum is completely unfamiliar, and the strangeness makes him scared and trembles all over.

It was a kind of indifferent momentum from above, a kind of nobility overlooking all beings, as if the life and death of all things were in his thoughts, and how small he was under his eyes, he felt like an ant, and his eyes were so indifferent, so indifferent that the vampire felt a cold, cold, vampires have lived for so long, they have never experienced the taste of cold.

"What do you want to do?" The vampire mustered up great courage and asked weakly. (To be continued.) )