Adrian clapped his hands lightly, his eyes showing appreciation and approval. www.biquge.info"Pretty reasoning, if I weren't just a hungry vampire, I'd almost believe you." ”

"Put away your fake self-deprecating humor! When I get you down, I'll go and get out of your master and fix him hard. Lilia kicked the snow impatiently, and before the snow could hit the ground, she attacked again. This time she quickly lunged forward, then unleashed the same front flip she had used in her first match with Miloca, only to slam her right heel into the snow - Adrian repeated his old trick and fled into the stone house.

"Would you rather believe in the roadblockers who bully the weak and fear the hard, than believe in the sincere old bloods, I confess that I want to suck your blood!" Adrian's voice came from all directions, rushing into Lilia's mind, like the whispers of cultists, lingering in her mind.

Regarding the Bloodline's mental interference ability, Lilia also heard about it. She remembered that it was not long after she embarked on a spiritual journey, when she and her teacher wanted to cross the Great Rift Valley south of the Boundary Forest, and in order to ensure supplies, they traveled with the caravan selling jade, and on the way, they heard the merchant's bodyguard talk about the fact that vampires who have survived for more than a hundred years can use magical mental abilities, the weak can communicate with people with their minds, and the strong can even completely control a person's behavior. There seemed to be others in the caravan who had mentioned vampires, but Lilia couldn't remember clearly. Later, when she heard that the caravan had been attacked by a famous local robber and many people had died, Lilia resented the bandits and others.

Lilia's thoughts drifted farther and farther away, her eyes glazed over, her tense muscles relaxed, and her body was on the verge of collapse. She couldn't see Adrian snickering triumphantly in the stone house, or the vampire unleashing the whip that strapped in his sleeve, but the only thing she saw was the ups and downs of the journey, which turned into a dream dream.

"...... Miloca," Lilia whispered the boy's name, and she saw a black mist spiraling from under Miloka's feet, engulfing him in an instant. "Miloka, Miloka!" Lilia's cry became rapid, and she reached forward in a daze, waving wildly, clutching desperately, as if something important was passing before her eyes, and she was trying to save it with all her might. The image was still changing, and Lilia saw Miloka incorporate the black mist into a strange and huge blade, and his body burst into black and purple light. "No!" Lilia clutched her head and howled hysterically, her knees already on her knees in the snow.

Adrian walked out of the stone house and unhurriedly came to Lilia. He held the long whip in his right hand, and the blood mist condensed in his left hand, and looked down on the kneeling girl proudly. "It's over. He said.