Zhao Qixing's current condition is very bad, Li Qiaoer can feel it.

Although along the way, there have been too many things beyond the common sense of his own cognition, but the most basic injury judgment Li Qiao'er is still qualified to assert himself: if it is based on the physique of a normal person, then after suffering such a punishment, it will only be a corpse that is tied up and hung by iron locks;

But this is not the way to go: the source of life called "Blood Carving" in the depths of Zhao Qixing's soul is mourning and wailing, and even Li Qiao'er, a bystander, is gradually beginning to feel unbearable.

Good...... Hurt.

may be the reason why this British girl named "Amboer" never hurt others from beginning to end in 1872; more likely because of the preconceived idea that she knew "Zhao Qixing" earlier, Li Qiaoer has always experienced the other party's past with a "I am on your side" mentality.

Incorrect, but very good-looking.

As an existence that can sense the most true thoughts in the other party's heart, Li Qiaoer naturally understands why Zhao Qixing took the risk of letting those villagers go last night. As a member of the organization, she also hated betrayal, but if this happened between An Boer and the Blood Clan, Li Qiao'er felt that it was nothing.

I'm just rooting for her, whether or not she's in that group......

Interrupted halfway through her thoughts, Li Qiao'er moved her ears that didn't exist.

Wait, someone's coming.

......

......

......

The door to the cell was opened, and Amber did not discover it until the visitors had already approached him. And as if he didn't even have the interest to open his eyes and see who the other party was, the original blood clan upstart still maintained a motionless posture.

"Why?"

The person who was most afraid to face in my heart finally came, and how Anboer wished he was dead at this moment...... No matter how bad it is, deep coma can also be. But even in such dire condition, Amber knew that she was still far from the gates of the Garden of Eden.

If only you were qualified to go to the Immaculate Land.

"Answer my question!"

It was the first time that he had called out the other party's full name in such a serious and violent tone, and the entire cavern seemed to tremble in response to the anger of the Blood Duke.

"Amber Catherine Sudman!"

"Remember how I was sold to the Bromfield family for what price?" All the previous torture had failed to make the seemingly weak girl open her mouth to spit out a word, but only when facing Dracula would Amber feel that if she remained silent, it would be an insult to him: "Twenty silver coins." ”

"And a black goat. In the end, he still felt sorry for her, and Dracula felt a little remorseful after yelling at Anboer: "I remember, I remember." But what does this have to do with you doing such a stupid thing?"

"But you don't know where I was born...... And the fact that I have a younger brother. Tilting his head slightly, the corners of An Boer's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling: "And my mother's main purpose in selling me was to exchange some money so that my brother could go to school." ”

"You can tell me, you can tell me. With undisguised pain in his eyes, Dracula touched Ambore's face, which was horribly pale even by vampire standards: "Don't you even believe me?"

"My mother used me as a burden and a bargaining chip to raise my younger brother, and my former master used me as a vase and a tool to vent his desires. Rubbing her face against Dracula's cold palm, Amber was sure she would miss the feeling: "Although it was you who completely stopped me as a human being, you were the first to treat me as a 'human'...... So I don't want to hurt you, not at all. ”

"Silly girl, silly girl. Dracula sadly discovers that his heart, which has been beating for hundreds of years, hurts: "Is it really worth it to do this for the sake of the person who abandoned you, and is it really worth it to do this for the person who thinks in his heart that you are not as good as a livestock?"

"It's not worth it. "If her arms were free, Amber would have wanted to hold Dracula in her arms. She tried her best to be more calm, in fact, she always knew that Dracula loved to see her smile: "But I did it anyway." ”

"That's why I said," said the first time he reached out to straighten out the other man's loose hair, which Dracula had done in the past, "You're a silly girl." ”

"Cain has already arranged an ending for me, right?" Smiling again, Amber diverted the subject. I don't know where the courage came from, she dared to call the king of the blood clan by his name from beginning to end: "When?"

"Tomorrow night, when the moon rises to its highest sky. It was in the name of the previous sentence that he had won this precious and brief visitation, and Dracula did not intend to deceive the other party: "The full moon can help him absorb the power of your holy blood suit to the greatest extent." ”

"Hmm. As if the person who was about to become part of Cain's body tomorrow was not herself, Amber did not have the slightest fear or fear on her face: "Let's have another one, don't look for me so uneasy again." ”

"Do you think the door of Dracula's house is easy to enter?" Scratching Amboer's upturned nose with some amusement, the Duke also made a decision: "Before you, I haven't performed a blood baptism for a newcomer for a hundred years. ”

"Promise me. Without even the simplest dodge move, Amber just stared straight into the other's charming eyes: "Don't do something as stupid as me." ”

"What do you mean, did you save you from Cain?" Neither of them noticed, and for the first time, Dracula directly called out the name of the Blood King. Shaking his head, Dracula's expression even looked a little teasing: "Do you think I am a stunned young man like you? I am a duke, and I have endless life and infinite wealth waiting for me to enjoy, how can I do stupid things?"

"Dracula. Patiently waited until the other party's one-man show-like performance was over, and then Amber spoke again, and the meaning of his words remained unchanged: "Promise me." ”

"Good. The two retinues sent by the Blood King to spy on him coughed in unison, and Dracula knew it was time to go: "I promise you. ”

"Thank you. ”

After making sure that the other party promised him, Amber finally smiled in relief, but Dracula did not answer again. After a deep last glance, and after seemingly having carved out Ambore's face in his mind, Dracula turned and strode away, without looking back.

Lie to you. He said in his heart.