The vast museum was empty, and there was an echo of his voice, and he hugged her across his arms as he approached the painting she had longed to see. I don't know how far it would be from that apartment to the art museum, and teleporting here made Moro a little surprised, surprised by the strength of his abilities, and her curiosity was already at the extreme. There is no one in such a large art museum? Who is he?

"Can you let me go?" Her nervous hands were shaking and she didn't know where to put them, and his body temperature almost froze her.

He let go of her and let her go.

She approached the painting and looked at it carefully, and his voice sounded behind her, "The fact that these paintings can be placed here is the greatest recognition of him." ”

"But he didn't know at the time that his paintings would be of such value after his death." She couldn't help but retort.

"No, a genius will know his own value, these paintings are already recognized for him, and geniuses don't need others to recognize." In a light tone, he continued, "It's too tiring to always live for the approval of others. ”

She stopped suddenly, and the image of the girl who tried everything to please her father for her father's satisfaction and got nothing came to her mind.

Maybe I just did something wrong, because no matter how hard I tried to please Eliad, it was useless, and maybe Eliad never saw himself.

His voice sounded in his ears again, "Don't suppress yourself too much for the sake of living for yourself." ”

She was silent again, curling the corners of her mouth and slowly opening her mouth, "You're right. ”

It's been 10 days, Mo Luo still has no news, and Mo Luo's lost blood mirror was found in the slums, so the way to directly contact him has been interrupted, and the slums are already panicked, and the streets and alleys are rumored to have disappeared for a long time, and the Greek people have been active more and more frequently in the human world recently, if the Xi Tai people recover, it will break the long-standing balance of the three parties.

The man gave her a few newspapers, the Camarilla Gazette and the Sabatic Daily, you can read the newspapers, and they will send them to you.

Picking it up, she picked it up first, and the first one she held was the daily newspaper Sabate, with a photograph of Eliad on the cover.

- Recently, rumors have spread in the human world that the holy artifact bone harp has reappeared, and the leader of the Demon Party, Eliad Ales, confirmed this rumor, and pacified the demons in Gestanya Square, assuring that Ales will protect the interests of the people of the Demon Party from being harmed by the holy weapon.

Even this report introduced the legend of the Thirteen Sacred Weapons, Mo Luo couldn't read it anymore, he really didn't expect the threat of the bone qin to be so big, and he really got into trouble, in the final analysis, he was not capable enough to control this legendary thing.

The man looked at the slight trembling of her fingers, which were barely visible after reading the newspaper, and said, "You look a little uneasy. "Just the right question, without any sensitivity.

"It's fine." It's also just the right answer, and it doesn't reveal half a word.

"Because of the bone qin?"

"Yes. I really didn't expect the Bone Qin to be so powerful, because I only thought that this thing would only attack enemies, but I didn't expect it to be so huge. ”

"It really shouldn't, there aren't many people who have used the legendary things."

"But ......," she wanted to say more, but her eyes saw the next picture.

It's about the riot in the ghetto of the Demon Party.

Days' marches boosted morale, slums resounded, and a large number of poor people broke through the city boundaries, but they were already suppressed by the government.

Moro closed his eyes, he could already imagine Eliade's wrath, and his back seemed to ache again. If you go back, you will inevitably be whipped, or Eliad will drag herself into a bloody prison in a fit of rage.

The man saw that her face was not good, and just asked, "I've been sitting for too long, I'm a little tired, I'll take you back?" ”

"No...... It's okay, I'm not tired. ”

"Now is just the time for you to recuperate, don't think about anything else. Even if you're worried about the demons, you can't go back now. He said lightly, hesitated for a moment before adding, "Maybe it's not your fault that these things are true." ”

"You already knew, didn't you?" Ask questions that suddenly break the boundaries of each other.

"That's right." I didn't expect him to be so frank, "It's just that I think since you don't want to say it, what if you know." ”

"Since when?"

"After the first time I saw you."

"Sooner than I thought." She was surprised, thinking it was at least the third time he had saved himself before finding out, "Can you tell me how I found out?" ”

"You're so much like your mother."

"So you say you feel like you've seen me somewhere? But there are many people who are like him. ”

"So I'm telling you it's intuition." He chuckled, "When dancing, your dance steps can't be more standard, if you're just a killer or a spy of the Demon Party, it seems a bit too much, at your age, it's incredible to have a bone piano and get a magic mirror." If none of this is sure who you are, until that day I see your tattoo and necklace, if I remember correctly, the iris is the flower of the family of the Ales, and you are the only one who was born with the fleur-de-lis birthmark and wears it, Miss Morro Ales. ”

"It turns out that I have so many flaws." She laughed at herself.

"Then why save me." She put down the newspaper, "Wouldn't it be very cost-effective to tie me up and go to the secret party, or to find Eliad in exchange?" ”

"There's no need." His body suddenly leaned closer, "Because it's in my best interest to have you." ”

She understood what he meant, but she didn't refuse, and after a while, she said, "Since you've guessed me so thoroughly, shouldn't you tell me who you are?" ”

His kiss had fallen, and unlike the last time, he was no longer tempting, he was possessing, he was declaring that he had gained her sovereignty.

"Think it's unfair?" He pauses for half a second, then continues.

"What?"

His kiss continued, his voice was low and hoarse, and he pronounced a name that would shake her.

"Lorenzo Decelli."

"That's enough." He said in her ear, and then took her earlobe in his mouth, causing her to tingle and tremble, in this case she still reacted quickly, the most famous illegitimate son of the Fanzhuo clan of the secret party royal family, it was indeed enough.

He released her earlobe and waited for her to react, but he didn't want her to turn her head and suck his lips a little rustily, he was stunned and immediately pressed her under him, "Really? ”

"If it is fate to meet you, then this time it will be regarded as my own choice, not to suppress myself, and to live for myself."

He looked at her eyes, so clear aqua blue, like crystals that were not stained with earthly lead, so pure color was hard to imagine that it appeared on the face of a blood clan, and his kiss uncharacteristically fell on her eyebrows, like kissing a treasure.

"You really ...... You ready? ”

She lowered her eyes and didn't answer, just put her hands around his neck.

"I'll be lighter."

His kiss grew more and more intense, and there was a rustling sound between the friction of the clothes, and she slowly responded to him, her slender fingers clasping his bare sturdy back, looking at his dark eyes that were already thick with confusion. The fitted white dress was stripped away, revealing pale skin. His cold breath was a little numb and strange on his bare skin, and her heart began to tremble slightly, and she buried her head in his neck. His kiss was soft and passionate, and her hand wrapped around him to feel his firm, tight masculine lines.

The tingling came up little by little, and she bit her lower lip, slowly adjusting to the wonderful sensation. His kiss fell again, priing open her fangs, "Don't let this happen." ”

Her fangs let go of her lower lip, which was already dripping with blood, and his kiss fell again, the tip of his tongue picking at the blood left on her lower lip, as if tasting some delicacies. Then his kiss went all the way down to her collarbone, gently biting and sucking on her clear and smooth collarbone, and finally resting on her neck, biting through her skin, she felt the loss of blood but did not feel the slightest pain, only the sublimation of her soul.

His voice became low and hoarse, "Bite me." ”

She bit through his neck like him, and the familiar and unfamiliar blood of his masculine breath flowed down his throat.

The noise and noise of the world stood still, and her small arches of her feet tensed slightly, hooking his waist......