But will it really be what they want it to be?

For the first time in three years, the two of them really let go, and for the first time they really faced each other calmly, and when they had accepted this established fate and embraced it, God was still cruelly playing with them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a flash of light, only the stunned vampires and the angry prince were left in the ruined restaurant, and the gloomy prince clenched the golden cup in his hand tightly and said, "Find them, and then, kill them." ”

In a puff of smoke, the terrified vampires turned into bats, squeaking like a dark cloud pouring out of the broken windows.......

Looking at the eternal crescent moon in the dark night sky, the prince's eyes slowly became extremely deep, and he muttered to himself: "Which clan is it in the Sabate?...... Millennial Holy War..... Is it starting again?"

When Xie Zimu regained consciousness, he only felt that his body soaked in viscous liquid was greedily absorbing every trace of nutrients in the liquid, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering for new life, which made him feel like a new life.

Shaking his head, Xie Zimu completely sobered up, his hazy eyes looked around vigilantly, but what came into his eyes was only a piece of scarlet, a sweet greasy, but with a faint smell of rust filled Xie Zimu's nose, the pungent nose made Xie Zimu feel infinite hunger and nostalgia, what is this?

Looking around, I saw that I was lying in a six-pointed star-shaped bath, the bath was overflowing with a faint blood-red liquid, and around the periphery of the bath were two circles, one large and one small, and the runes engraved in the circle and circle intervals shimmered with a bewitching but strange blood-colored light.

Directly above the bath, the blood-red curtain fell into the bath like moonlight, burning like a flame on the dull red liquid, and after a breeze, faintly in the flame-like swaying blood-red curtain, six demon sculptures with different shapes and hideous faces came to life, as if they were wailing and struggling in the flames but were tightly bound to the six horns of the six-pointed star.

These six demons had ram's horns, or a dog's head, or a bat's wing...... The hideous face was full of unwillingness, and the red eyes looked at the center of the bath resentfully, unwillingly spitting a dull blood-red liquid, and with the agitation of the two liquids, the sweet fragrance wrapped in the smell of rust became more and more intense.

The endless hunger and thirst devoured Xie Zimu little by little, and under the temptation of this sweet fragrance, the instinct that was sealed in the dust was surging like a tide, what was this? Xie Zimu finally had the answer, this was blood, this was his instinct of self-exile.

At this time, this pool of blood and strange sweet fragrance made Xie Zimu feel extremely frightened, Xie Zimu struggled to escape from this pool of blood, but was imprisoned by instinct in this pool of blood, Xie Zimu wailed weakly and cursed the instinct that led to his misfortune.

With a burst of aroma like blue musk, a woman walked to the blood pool, looked at Xie Zimu who was soaked in the blood pool, and wailed and cursed the instinct that caused her misfortune. The woman's black pupils were filled with inexplicable emotion, and she hummed this ethereal song softly.

In this woman's song, Xie Zimu gradually regained his senses, looking at this woman who made him feel inexplicably close, his dry throat made a sound like a piece of iron rubbing, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled and said, "I said, my brother, we'll meet again."

"As for who I am, the Canaanites call me Bharat, the Barons and Assyrians call me Beritili, and I was called Lilith in the time of the Assyrian kings, but my original and favorite name was Lilith," Lilith tilted her head, biting her fingers, and looked at Xie Zimu with a grin.

"Lilith!, Adam's first wife, the woman who defected from the Garden of Eden and later became Satan's wife because of the problem of her position during the relationship?" looked at Xie Zimu, the woman who called herself Lilith in front of him, with a look of surprise and disbelief.

"Well, what's next?" said the woman, who called herself Lilith, playing with her blood-red, silky red hair.

"However, people are not the problem wives who run away from home for the so-called happy position, to be precise, it should be a matter of male superiority and inferiority..... In today's terms, she should be the pioneer of the women's liberation movement!" said Lilith, who shimmered like a queen.

"As for Satan, I'm not interested in that 10,000-year-old otaku at all! That damn otaku is ruining the reputation of the old lady. "Speaking of which, Lilith is as crazy as a kitten whose tail has been stepped on.

"But you really know about the history that has become a myth," Lilith once again became as gentle as a spring breeze, her round lips drew a graceful arc, and two dimples appeared on her pink cheeks.

The corners of Xie Zimu's mouth pulled out a bitter smile, and he said self-deprecatingly: "It's all reduced to ...... I'm going to be interested in these things!"

Looking at Xie Zimu with a bitter face, Lilith, who was originally like a spring breeze, suddenly became gloomy, and said as cold as an eternal iceberg: "What are you rejecting? What are you afraid of?"

What are you rejecting? What are you afraid of? Xie Zimu also asked himself, but this answer, I'm afraid even Xie Zimu himself never thought about it? Was it the instinct to feed on blood? The endless hunger and thirst engraved in the soul? Or was it because of Dai Jie's death?

Thousands of moods tossed and turned, but Xie Zimu, who had a sluggish face, always didn't say a word.

A touch of gold gradually occupied Lilith's pupils, and against the backdrop of the golden pupils, Lilith was as cold, sacred, and inviolable as a god, looking down at Xie Zimu

Like a god, Lilith silently shed her spacious open-collar skirt, and the pink buds stood proudly on the snowy mountains, like strawberries on a cake, blooming with an intoxicating light.

With the little finger gently swiped on the tall snow-capped mountain, a drop of golden blood overflowed from the wound, and climbed along the snow-white ridge to the pink bud standing on the top of the mountain, attached to the blood drop of the bud, and finally could not resist the temptation of the earth.

When the blood drops fell, Xie Zimu vaguely heard the sorrow of the birth of life, the rhythm of growth, and the joy of passing away, these voices were intertwined in Xie Zimu's ears like prayers, and all these sounds stopped abruptly as the blood droplets splashed on the blood-colored runes, but the slight splashing sound was as shocking as the thunder falling from the nine heavens.

The blood-colored runes instantly absorbed blood droplets like sponges, a thin golden thread swam in the blood-colored light like a sea serpent, and the demon's venomous eyes spitting out dim blood were as bright as rubies, and as the dim blood was replaced by crimson blood little by little, the sweet and greasy fragrance became more intense.

Lilith, who was wearing her upper body, looked at Xie Zimu indifferently and said faintly: "What are you afraid of? What are you rejecting? Is it the identity of the blood clan? Or is it the bloodthirsty instinct? or the hunger and thirst that you can't control?" Every sentence was neither light nor heavy, but it was torturing Xie Zimu's soul.

What am I afraid of? What am I repulsing.......