The slippery voice was like a poisonous snake and drilled into his ears behind him, the cold breath was like a rope around his neck, Xie Zimu's eyes tightened, and he stabbed the blade at the end of the sickle to his abdomen with his backhand, but it was only in vain to spray the blood that belonged to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The blood sprayed from the wound stained the intoxicated prince with blood, and the deep intoxication made the prince feel as if he had been melted into his stomach as the blood diluted by Xie Zimu's blood slipped into his mouth.

The scarlet tongue greedily rolled every trace of blood from his hand into his mouth, until his white hands shone in the moonlight, "Are you wasting the gift that God has given me?" The crimson eyes looked directly at Xie Zimu who pulled out the sickle like a wraith.

As the sickle left the body, more blood gushed out, and in the ticking sound of the blood flowing, the prince suddenly appeared in front of Xie Zimu, his forehead against his forehead, his left hand around Xie Zimu's neck, and said like a lover:

"I'm fighting for my desires, what about you? What are you for?

The prince tapped his toes and stepped back, only to avoid the giant scythe that slashed at his waist, and the unforgiving Xie Zimu stepped forward, and the giant scythe blade raised by his backhand hooked upwards to the prince's jaw like a poisonous scorpion probing.

But that's all there was to it, as the prince's white left hand gently poked into the scythe's wind, as if picking flowers in a garden, his slender fingers gently pinched the huge scythe.

But the delicate flowers also have stinging thorns, and as Xie Zimu's left hand let go of the sickle, the blood-colored rose bloomed in Xie Zimu's hand again, "Gun Fighting Technique: α"

With Xie Zimu's whisper, three silver bullets erupted from the chamber of the Scarlet Rose, each shooting along a different trajectory towards the unsuspecting Prince.

With just a slight bow, the first silver bullet flew in vain towards the black wall, and the second silver bullet that was waiting for the prince's eyebrows to arrive was caught by the prince with his right hand outstretched.

The third silver bullet followed a graceful curve towards the Prince's temple, but was corroded into a harmless black iron bead by the blood energy like a ribbon.

As green smoke rose from between his fingers, a puddle of scorching silver liquid dripped from the prince's hand, and the scarlet tongue licked the scorched scorch marks of the silver bullet in his palm, and the prince laughed maniacally.

"This is your enlightenment? too weak, too weak, you have failed the gift of God, and if you fight for them, then let me see if you can save him. ”

A swarm of squeaky bats flapped their wings and rushed towards the unconscious Zheng Yi, and the giant scythe that pierced the floor powerlessly stirred up puffs of smoke and dust.

The swarm of bats surrounding Zheng Yi turned into a human form again, and the prince, who was holding Zheng Yi's neck, smiled and watched Xie Zimu rush towards him like a mad dog.

"No~~~~!" In Xie Zimu's wail, the red blood flowed down the palm that ran through his abdomen and flowed on the white marble floor covered with dust.

"Hahaha" looked at Xie Zimu, who was sitting on the marble floor, tightly covering the wound that penetrated Zheng Yi's abdomen with his hands, and the prince who was covering his forehead looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing with such madness and pleasure.

Until the warm blood dyed the cold white marble into a desolate crimson, Xie Zimu, who was paralyzed in a pool of blood, was still holding his own wounds that could not be covered.

All the sounds gradually disappeared next to Xie Zi's ears, and countless memories of colorful butterflies fluttering like shattered pieces of glass withered, and the world was so dead and gray.

"River of Blood, Gate of Death" With Xie Zimu's whisper, a blood-colored door gushing with endless dead air slowly opened behind Xie Zimu.

With a terrible wail, dozens of humanoid creatures made of wriggling blood, holding weapons also made of blood coagulated, staggered out of the scarlet haze.

Xie Zimu gently picked up Zheng Yi's body, softly as if he was afraid that it would disturb Zheng Yi's sleep, and as Zheng Yi's body was taken over by the weakened Fern Wang, a drop of golden blood quietly seeped into Zheng Yi's wound.

Silently picked up the giant scythe soaked in a pool of blood, and Xie Zimu, who was dragging the sickle handle upside down, slowly walked towards the prince who was covering his forehead and laughing wildly, and the sharp edge of the sickle blade split the white marble floor in two.

It wasn't until he was face to face with the prince that Xie Zimu stopped, "All my lives are here, you die or I die!" The cold voice was as dead and silent as the wind of the underworld.

As the last word slipped from Xie Zimu's mouth, an increasingly strong smell of blood gushed out from the door of death, as if the actual smell of blood and death were tightly wrapped around the laughing and increasingly crazy prince.

"Hahahaha! Come on, come on, let me see your weakness, let me worship the power of the great ancestor, and you who have defiled the glory of the blood clan will be erased by me!"

The blood-colored arc of light in the darkness was fleeting, like a full moon in the sky, elegant but full of murderous intent, and in the Prince's wail, he was once again pinched by the scythe and cut straight down, and took away the thumb of the Prince's left hand.

The prince who retreated quickly flapped his bat's wings, greedily licking his own blood gushing out of the severed finger, and in the prince's resentful gaze, the severed thumb was like feed, and was snatched up by the two blood shadow werewolves beside Xie Zimu.

Gently stroking the blood shadow werewolf composed of wriggling blood that swallowed the severed finger beside him, Xie Zimu suddenly said, "Do you know where your son is?" Looking at the frightened prince, Xie Zimu smiled, "Thomas is not going to say hello to your father yet!"

Although only the white phalanges were corroded by the wriggling blood, the unconscious prince still caressed the wriggling and twisted face in front of him with a kind face.

In the rising smoke, the prince, who was only corroded and had only gray and white muscles, hugged his child tightly, "It's painful!" A voice like a blood bubble rolled faintly in the darkness, and the void did not contain a trace of waves.

"Kill him!" Under Xie Zimu's order, Thomas's blood shadow trembled and stretched out his arm, and the prince, who was already in tears, just hugged the trembling Thomas tightly in his arms, humming the favorite ballad of the child in his arms as before.

In the violet moonlight, dancing to the beat of the drums, leaving the world behind, let's drink, toast to ourselves, in the violet moonlight, taste these treasures, sing soft songs, and I am full of joy in the bright nights......

It's dawn.

The first rays of the morning light shined lonely through the broken stained glass on the embracing father and son, the fine dust of the air danced in the golden pillars of light with the warm song, and as the sun slowly rose, the loud chants resounded throughout the castle.

A bullet surrounded by angels pierced the embracing father and son in the chant, and Rebecca's voice came from the headset, "Enough, you've done too much! Zheng Yi is not dead!"

In the golden flames, the peaceful father and son, with a faint smile, bowed to the place where the bullet came and thanked him, "May happiness always be by your side, merciful archer!" until the golden flames slowly extinguished, leaving two skeletons as bright as glass in the morning light that filled the hall.

The Prince's kind voice quietly sounded in the council hall: "Young Ancestor, it is pleasant to close off all human nature, but is it really you? The price of regaining human nature will be heavier than you think! Please take me as a warning!"

"Rebecca!!" In Xie Zimu's resentful voice, the bones of the hugging body were carefully crushed into bright powder by him, and in the flying powder, Xie Zimu lifted Zheng Yi's body, flapping his bat wings, and flew towards the exit of the piercing heights under the leadership of Fern Wang.

It wasn't until the light blue teleporters slowly closed that Rebecca fell out of the portal in embarrassment, smiling and squatting beside Rebecca, Xie Zimu, gently stretched out his finger until Rebecca's originally scabbed wound flowed warm blood again, and he was satisfied with holding his finger in his mouth.

"What a mesmerizing taste!" Reluctantly, he pulled his fingers out of his mouth with difficulty, and greedily looked at Rebecca, who couldn't stand steadily but was still protecting Zheng Yi, Xie Zimu slowly stretched out his hands, until Zheng Yi's fingers moved invisibly, and he stopped trembling and sweating.

With trembling hands, he took out the cigarette from his pocket with difficulty, and as the cigarette lit, Xie Zimu suddenly asked, "Where can I go to find the clue of the golden eye?"

"Gulo District, Berlin City" In the weak voice of King Fern, Xie Zimu, who was carrying a giant sickle, had already flapped his wings.

It was already a week after Zheng Yi woke up completely and Xie Zimu left, Zheng Yi, who was leaning on the hospital bed with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the plane tree with only dead branches left in the window, until it was crisp and with the crisp bell sounding, Rebecca took the cigarette off Zheng Yi's mouth and came back to his senses.

"The doctor said you are not allowed to smoke now!"

"How's King Fern?"

"Yes, he has taken back the rule of the family, he said that the appointment letter of the Council of Methuselah will come in the next two days, and he guarantees that there will be no situation in Huanghua District where the blood clan will bite humans to death."

"Did you bring anything?"

The fruit knife that was peeling the apple stopped suddenly, and Rebecca, who was sitting next to the hospital bed, put the apple in her hand on the table, and handed a triangular badge-like thing to Zheng Yi.

Accompanied by the rustle of apples peeling, a deep voice rang out from the blue-glowing badge "Location!"

"Gullo district, Berlin city"

"Okay! It's time for five days, meet at the Pig and Whistle Tavern!"

Looking at Rebecca with a puzzled face, Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Let's go and get that stinky boy back!"