Chapter 66: Ten Thousand Lights, Night Like Stars (Ask for Subscription.. )
British Vlad...
England...
Seems to have heard it somewhere...
Muttering a few words, Yorkham Jones suddenly remembered the first Light believer he had met in the confessional room of the church, and the man described in the mouth of the open 'unclean flower' was also called England.
It's all in the opera house, will it be the same person?
White eyes, red half-moon pupils...
A seductive voice...
After thinking about it a few times, Yorkham Jones sketched an image in his head.
A very handsome man, dressed in a neat tuxedo, his complexion and eyes were very white, this man did not like the sun, and in the dark of night, his eyes glowed a seductive red.
Thinking about this, Yorkham Jones hurriedly blurted out:
"Bloodline!"
"Jones, what is the Bloodline, is it the same vampire monster as in the TV series?" asked Jing Jing immediately.
"The high-level transcendent creatures of the immortal species belong to the bloodline inheritance profession. ”
Yorkham Jones nodded, then looked down at Qin Jing and continued:
"It's a bit similar to what it looks like on TV, but there are a lot of differences, such as the real Bloods aren't afraid of the sun, they just prefer the night..."
"In addition, the Bloods do not turn into bats, except for their relatively handsome appearance, their actual appearance is similar to that of humans. ”
"So, they still eat human blood!"
Then, Qin Jing's tone became impatient:
"Jones, don't you get rid of this vampire monster, he's in the theater, maybe he'll hurt others!"
Then, Qin Jing jumped on the Lin and waved his fist:
"We're the 'stowaways of fate' to save the world, and I think it's time for a mission!"
Yorkham Jones immediately glared at him with disgust, and said:
"He can perform in a crowded place like the theater, and his identity is legitimate, so I don't have to worry about him for the time being..."
Then Yorkham Jones tapped his lovely head:
"Travel missions or something, wait until you become a transcendent. ”
Then, Yorkham Jones took him into his arms:
"The first few classes have taught you the core concepts of the transcendent world, and in the next lessons, we will learn about a new transcendent profession. ”
"I will talk about the name of the profession, the brief description of the profession, the source of beliefs, the characteristics of the profession, and the core concepts that make up the profession. ”
"The name of the profession is the functional bias of the transcendental, the brief description is a general summary of its particularity, and the belief is the deity that the transcendent believes..."
"The most important thing is the characteristics of the profession and the core philosophy, which you have to memorize. ”
Among them, the characteristics of the profession can be regarded as the endowment attribute, which determines the strength and particularity of a profession. ”
"For example, your bloodline endowment can make you see the good and bad, and you can also make substantive judgment feedback, so that you can quickly establish a relationship with the person you get along..."
Hearing this, Qin Jing's cuteness immediately shrank into a ball, and quickly avoided her gaze, and at the same time trembled with fear in her heart.
"Jones discovered my secret... Will he kick me out..."
"Don't be afraid. ”
Gently touching the cute head and pinching her fleshy face, Yorkham Jones stared at Jingqing's eyes and said:
"Even if you make choices through bloodline reminders, those choices are both ways of the way, and if I don't want to, no matter what you do, it won't matter. ”
"What's more, each of us has secrets, but whatever those secrets are, it doesn't prevent us from being the most faithful of our family. ”
Then Yorkham Jones kissed him on the forehead and said:
"And the family will never be separated. ”
Then, Yorkham Jones hugged Cute tightly:
"The core philosophy is divided according to three professions: faith, heart, and soul:
A transcendent profession that takes the path of faith requires the creation of a professional core;
To take the spiritual route, you need to understand the corresponding spiritual power;
To take the soul route, a special ritual awakening is required. ”
After that, Yorkham Jones walked towards the bedroom with Qinqing in his arms.
After putting the cutie on the bed, seeing that she still didn't speak, Yorkham Jones reached out and tickled her.
"Don't... Don't..."
"Haha... Hahaha..."
couldn't stand the laughter, so Qin Jing hurriedly covered herself with a quilt.
"Sleep well, silly. ”
With a chuckle, Yorkham Jones walked out the door.
At this time, Jing Jing cutely showed her head secretly, she stared at Jones's back, and at this moment, her tears suddenly flowed out.
"Good night, Jones!"
The voice came into his ears, and when he turned around, he found that Cute had hidden his head again, and Yorkham Jones bent down slightly and said:
"Good night, my princess. ”
Then Yorkham Jones closed the bedroom door and walked out.
Having used 'Primary Divine Transformation' for deep sleep in the morning and at noon, Yorkham Jones still didn't feel any sleep tonight.
Glancing at the clock approaching 12 o'clock, Yorkham Jones walked to the window.
The guardian constellation composed of three huge purple stars was still the most shining, and it seemed to sense danger, and at this moment, the extreme purple star was a little more brilliant than the moonlight.
"It's like autumn is gone, and winter is coming..."
As soon as Yorkham Jones finished, a cold wind suddenly rose, and the green morning light hidden under the purple light of the guardian constellation suddenly passed, and the guardian constellation began to dim.
Then, the golden hilt of the Righteous Constellation rose rapidly, and after a while, he left the galaxy he was guarding.
At this moment, a group of dark stars lit up in the night sky in the southwest, and they came across the galaxy, their black was purer than the night, and in a few moments, this group of dark stars formed a huge portal.
At this point, 12 o'clock in the morning on the 9th passed, and the time came to December 10th.
At this moment, the starry sky has completely changed its appearance, the purple light of the guardian constellation appears dim, the hilt of the sword of the righteous constellation hangs high at the far end of the galaxy, the light of the morning light has passed, and only the constellation representing death shines in the starry sky
"The dark star of death is born, the light of guardianship is dimmed, life is gone, and the hilt of the sword of justice bids farewell to home..."
"It's Wednesday... I've been living in the Fourth Age for a week..."
Then, Jokham Jones looked at the level of his gaze and looked into the distance.
Slowly, the low-rise buildings were outlined in Yorkham Jones's eyes
Most of the buildings have been extinguished, and only a few are still shining.
These lights look like stars, far away from each other and echoing each other, reflecting the most beautiful picture of life in this dark night.
"The lights of thousands of homes are like stars at night... What a surprise..."
"Such a world, such a beautiful world, is worth protecting with life..."