Bloodhunt

His knife went through her body.

The woman's blood stained Ammonette's fangs, and the blade began to melt.

If you hurt the swordsmith family, the knife will be destroyed.

She □ only slightly, her cheek resting against his chest, her eyes blinking slowly, then slowly closing. For the first time, he let go of the bloodthirsty weapon in his hand to grab the others, and her body finally froze, and then slowly slipped out of his arms and fell to the ground, silent.

Just like the first time he bit her, her whole body trembled with fear, but she didn't say a word.

The next morning, as he passed through an unknown village in a bored manner, a loud cry came from the house he had just passed.

The door of the room opened, and a man ran out in a panic with something in his arms, "This gentleman, please stay." ”

Bloodhunt turned around, the man was a swaddling baby in his arms, and he was crying, and the man smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry sir, you are not from the village, we have a rule here, after giving birth to a child, let the first person who passed by the door at that time choose a name for the child." ”

He lowered his head, the baby in swaddling clothes was a small white clump, with some small brown hair on the top of his head, and his eyes fell on the baby's small face, which was a baby girl.

That's how I met you.

"Rena."

"Huh?" The man raised his face, and the young red-haired man in front of him raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his eyes thin.

"Let's call Rena."

Before the Night of the White Roses, Joseph Blanton had visited him once.

"That's what the Duke told me, is it really okay?" He sat on a chair with his legs crossed, smiling rather than smiling.

The twin brother on the other side sighed, "Big brother, I don't think you'll be like that, if you know, you just know." ”

He squinted his eyes and looked out the window at the sunlight shining through the treetops.

"Powerful half-vampires can control their own power, big brother, if you are willing to give up your power as a blood clan...... You will be able to survive while the Blood Princess casts the spell. ”

Joseph was dressed in the priest's robe, and he bit out almost word by word, "Big brother, I want you to live." ”

"And then?"

"What?"

Bloodhunt grinned, showing a little fang, and smiled a little contemptuously, "And then, to survive?" In a world without power, the good classmates who are still destroyed to me are aliens. ”

Joseph's figure stiffened slightly, and in the end he just sighed □ his shoulders and changed the subject, "Actually, you don't need to kill the woman of the swordsmith family before. ”

He was silent.

"Actually, you can take her away, and even if the Order chases and kills, you have the ability to protect her, don't you......" Joseph muttered halfway and turned his gaze, "Big brother, in the worst-case scenario, you can turn her into a blood clan, you are willing to protect her, right?" ”

Blood Hunt's gaze swept over for a moment, like a sharp knife light.

"Becoming a Bloodline?"

Bloodhunt repeated softly, smiling slightly sarcastically, "Joseph, you have no idea what the Bloods are. ”

How could he let her run away with a pampered eldest lady like that, and how could he let her become this kind of thing, eternal life, not reincarnated.

Besides, she was already reincarnated first, which is good.

On the evening of the night of the White Rose, he went back to the village.

The daughter of that family is already one year old, and the mother is holding her daughter to sit in the rocking chair at the door of the house to take a nap, and the dim sunlight falls on the mother and daughter's faces, looking quiet and serene.

He slowly walked up to them with the purple umbrella, and the mother opened her eyes, and after a moment of stunned recognition, she even recognized him, and said with a smile: "It's you, the young man who named our child, Rena is very healthy now." ”

As he spoke, he showed him the baby in swaddling clothes, the baby girl was asleep, a small face, he gently stretched out his hand and pressed the collar under the baby's chin, revealing a mole on the short neck.

She also had a mole, on the top of her neck under her chin, which he had seen when he first bit her.

At this time, the sleeping baby suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were wide and watery, looking at him purely. He didn't take his eyes off it, and the baby just chuckled.

The mother was stunned for a moment, smiled and poked the baby's little face, "Oh, this child rarely laughs, why do I smile when I see you, you must have a fate." ”

Bloodhunt smiled, his eyebrows raised, he glanced at the baby, his lips moved, goodbye.

Turn around and walk away in the sunset.

"Hey, sir, you're leaving...... you're leaving?" Before the woman could finish speaking, she suddenly noticed a blood-red stain in the depression of the mountain range in the distance.

He walked into the forest and looked up, the sky was already bright red.

Here it comes.

Night of the White Rose.

The blood of the blood clan in his body began to burn, scorching his skin inch by inch, and he looked at the sky faintly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He loves power.

He loves to chase.

When all the power dissolves into nothingness, he would rather not stay in this world.

And now, twenty years have passed since he first met her.

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