Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 261 Blood Clan Thirteen Clan Artifacts

The wound on Shi Chi's arm was scratched by a vampire, and that vampire was Siming.

Because he already knew that his father and mother were killed by Jing Chu's parents on the front line, which was told to him by the elders of the vampire clan, so he came to Cizer Manor recklessly.

He wanted to take the lives of Jing Chu and Shi Chi to repay the lives of his parents.

It's not because he hates them, it's just that the anger in his heart needs a vent.

Siming and Jingchu are still friends from time to time, but friends should be the existence that makes people feel happy together.

It's not that once he meets them, he will remember that these two people are the children of the enemy who killed his parents.

Although his parents don't love him, Siming doesn't care.

He loves them, and that's enough.

Shichi and Jingchu didn't know the situation on the front line yet, and they didn't expect that Siming's parents were Yenisei, the leader of the vampire secret tribe, and the wife of the secret clan leader, Valena...

What was even more unexpected was that Jing Zhi and Shi Jiu killed Yenisei and Valena.

The original friend became an enemy just like that.

Siming flew to the grass outside Cizer Manor, retracted his wings, and walked slowly to the iron gate.

The guard stopped Siming outside the door and asked him about his identity.

"I'm a friend of Jingchu and Shichi, and I'm here to play with Chuchu." Siming lowered his head and said softly, his voice clear.

The night was very dark, even with the bright light, it was still very hazy.

Therefore, the gatekeepers of Cesar Manor did not see the red light in Siming's eyes.

Those were eyes that only vampires had, and now these eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

In the eyes of the attendant, Siming in front of him is just a beautiful and thin boy.

Recently, the lady and the young master have been running outside, probably because they have made new friends, so it should be this boy.

Siming was wearing a black cloak with a red gem pinned to the neckline, a black bow tie, riding boots on his feet, and a silk shirt under a black vest. Child, although it looks a little unfamiliar.

So the guard at the gate led Siming to the main hall.

It's just a child, and they think they are defenseless.

If the friends of the young lady and the young master were stopped, and it became known afterwards, the young lady would probably be angered.

Jing Chu and Shi Chi were having dinner, when Siming was brought in by the attendants, they looked at him in unison with surprise in their eyes.

"Siming, you have come to my house to play. Have you eaten yet? Come and have dinner. The food made by my chef is all oriental. You must have never tried it."

Jing Chu pulled away his seat, and happily ran to Siming.

Jing Chu stretched out his hand to hold Siming's hand. Siming's palm was very cold, as if frozen by ice.

Jing Chu flinched involuntarily, looked into his eyes, and said softly, "Siming, your hands are so cold."

Siming lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Shichi looked at Siming and felt a little strange, even though he was also very unhappy looking at Siming on weekdays.

It's just that today's Siming has some emotions that he can't see through besides being disgusted.

Angry, struggling.

Jing Chu didn't know it, and continued Siming's hand, and walked to her seat, and she said to the butler beside her: "Uncle Hitt, add more bowls and chopsticks to Siming. Make the fire in the stove more vigorous. "

Hearing this, the male servant standing beside the stove went to the stove, added charcoal to it, stirred it a few times, and the room became warm immediately.

A maid from the side brought a new pair of clean bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of Siming.

Siming sat next to Jing Chu, and Shi Chi sat directly opposite.

Shichi kept looking at Siming warily.

The black cat under the table obviously sensed a murderous aura in the room, and poked out a fluffy head from under the table, and jumped onto the table.

It looked around, caught a fish, and then shrank back under the table.

It's Siming, it's okay, it should be a child throwing a tantrum.

Every time Siming and Shichi were present at the same time, it could also feel that Shichi was always looking murderous.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Jing Chu already had the potential to be a concubine.

"Chi Chi, Siming is a guest, please pay attention..." Jing Chu said with a smile.

Shi Chi rarely could control his expression, and let out a sneer in his nasal cavity, feeling that his elder sister couldn't help his younger brother.

Even if Jing Chu is a nympho, he should choose a better looking one.

But this is not the case. Siming is Jingchu's first real friend, a boy who doesn't think she's very strong, and doesn't dislike her lack of ladylike etiquette.

Not only that, but Siming has a good temper, not like Shi Chi, but a fake good temper.

Even if Siming is a vampire, that's okay...

"Siming, do you know how to use chopsticks?" Jing Chu asked enthusiastically. She had forgotten that in the entire Atlantis continent, only their family used chopsticks.

"Chuchu, don't be so troublesome." Siming whispered.

Originally very angry, after seeing Jing Chuchu, it seems that it is not so serious...

Children's likes and dislikes can easily be changed.

Although the people who killed his parents were Jing Chu's parents, they didn't have much relationship with Jing Chu.

"Uncle Hitt, please bring a knife and fork." Jing Chu said warmly.

Siming looked at Jing Chu, hesitant to speak, and finally said: "I remember, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Siming stood up, and Shichi followed suit, "I'll see you off."

"Then I'll send Siming off too," Jing Chu said.

"No need." Shichi and Siming said in unison.

Although Jing Chu felt a little strange, he still nodded.

Shichi sent Siming to Cesar's manor, the roads on both sides of the manor were covered with roses, withered in the night, and the fragrance was strong.

"Siming, why did you come to my house today?" Shi Chi paused and looked at Siming.

"I can tell that you're hiding something on your mind." Shi Chi's voice was calm and indifferent, with a light and airy determination, "What are you hiding?"

Siming also stopped, and turned around suddenly, a blush appeared on his pale face, and he was angry.

Siming stretched out his hand and attacked Shi Chi's neck, which was the rhythm of trying to put Shi Chi to death.

A red flame exploded from Shichi's hand, and he rushed forward instead of retreating.

Although he doesn't fight often, that doesn't mean he's not good at it.

Mother once warned Jingchu and Shichi that it's okay to fight with others, the key is not to lose.

Behind Siming spread bat-like wings, his fingers formed claws, and a dark light flashed in his red eyes.

The moment his arms met, Siming grabbed Shi Chi's arm, his fingernails sank into Shi Chi's arm, and his clothes were pulled out into several strips.

A flame erupted from the palm of Shi Chi's hand, burning the sleeve of Siming's right arm to the ground, and there was still a burnt breath on the skin.

Siming still didn't let go, and said coldly: "Your parents killed my parents. Are you satisfied with this answer? It's too late."

In Shichi's dark eyes, the light fell silent, he let go of his hand, and pursed his thin lips, "Siming, I..." Blood was gurgling on his white arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, something like this happened..." Shi Chi never had a clear concept of death, but when Siming stood in front of him sadly, he began to waver.

"The outcome is not up to Jing Chu and me. If possible, I also hope that your parents are still alive."

Siming's fingers trembled, his face was hidden in the darkness, and he pursed his lips, "I planned to let you go, but you have been chasing me." Feeling desolate, he said softly: "Unless you experience it personally, otherwise, never say anything that empathizes with you."

"I lost my parents forever, but what about you? What about Jingchu? You are still living well."

"Your scene words will not bring me comfort..."

Shi Chi has always been eloquent and eloquent, but at this time he couldn't say any rebuttal words.

"At the high altitude of Cesare Manor, there is a magic circle to guard against vampires. Once you fly, you will touch it. I will send you out." Shichi held the top of the wound with his hand, under the thick eyelashes, his eyes clear.

Siming raised his eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, which stopped his breathing.

Shi Chi took Siming and left the Cizer Manor.

He stood by the iron gate, watching Siming's figure disappear into the darkness.

After years, not in this life.

The guard at the door asked: "Master, would you like to send a carriage to see your friend off?"

Shi Chi shook his head indifferently, and said alienatedly: "He is the enemy of the Cesare family, and he will not come again in the future."

Where a vampire scratches, it becomes infected.

Such a small wound, although not enough to turn into a vampire, is still painful enough.

Shi Chi's face turned pale, the corners of his lips lost their smile, he raised his arm, and the scratched area had already started to turn black.

The attendant noticed Shichi's abnormality, "Master, your arm is injured, please let the doctor take a look."

"Don't bother, it's just an ordinary scratch. I have medicine in my room." Shi Chi smiled gently and returned along the road.

Later, the wound was still noticed by Jing Chu, so Jing Chu took Shi Chi to the Holy Church to find the pastor.

Jingchu felt very guilty. If she and Siming hadn't become friends, these things wouldn't have happened now.

Not only was she sad for Shi Chi, but also for Siming. She suffered a grief that she shouldn't have to bear at her age.

In the end, when Jingchu and the Pope confessed their friendship, Alfonso felt dumbfounded.

Maybe fate played a big joke with all of them.

We think we can escape, but in the end, we are still in the circle.

Then repeat with one more rotation.

And this door also includes the space between life and death.

There are six other artifacts in the forbidden area of ​​the blood race, that is, the murderous key and the corpse hand, the rotten bracelet, the illusion mirror, the poison bottle, and the ghost lamp. These six are more difficult to deal with than the previous enhanced artifacts.

These few are relatively evil artifacts, either about the undead, or about tempting humans and releasing diseases.

Compared with these few things, the methods Yenisei used to deal with them before are all aboveboard.

Once the murderous key is released, the souls of hell will return, which is the key to open the gate of hell.

When seeing Yenisei and Valena revived, the vampire hunters already wanted to curse people, even if it was cheating, it wouldn't bring such a thing, would they even bring it out and start over?
The resurrected person, after being killed again, will completely disappear, and his soul will be scattered.

This is a life-threatening revenge.

Fortunately, the vampire hunter team had anticipated this situation and prepared a magic protection circle in advance, as well as a bunch of potions and masks.

If you fight, you fight, you have to play dirty.

The battle continued until the early morning of the next day.

When the sun shines on the earth and the darkness fades away, apart from a messy forest, there are also the charred remains of the vampire corpses on the ground, which can also prove that a massive battle took place here, and the forest is peaceful.

Shi Jiu's runaway state didn't last long, after cutting half of the vampire army with a tomahawk.

Shijiu passed out due to excessive blood loss.

This is the side effect of the battle axe, allowing the holder to exert a stronger power than usual, even beyond the limitations of the physical body.

At the same time, the user will also quickly exhaust his physical strength, bathe in his own blood and fight hard, killing one thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred.

But for Shi Jiu's extremely strong self-healing power, there is basically no side effect.

The next battle will undoubtedly be more brutal.

When the news was delivered to the church, Jing Chu and Shi Chi were dining with Alfonso at the Holy Church. They thought it was good news, but they didn't expect such bad news.

The artifact of the thirteen clans of vampires was originally hidden in the Far North.

In the tenth vampire war, according to the armistice agreement, human beings expelled the vampires to the extreme north. Unexpectedly, they helped the vampires.

After Shichi heard the situation on the front line, he immediately had a plan.

If the gates of hell can be opened, then of course they can also be closed.

With his ability, he can definitely help father and mother win.

If the undead could be resurrected, then Siming would not have lost his parents.

The telepathy between the twins made Jing Chu and Shi Chi tacitly understand.

"Uncle, can you show us the map? Where are father and mother now?" Shi Chi asked obediently.

Alfonso's eyes struggled for a moment, and he looked at Shi Chi without saying a word.

Jing Chu immediately pulled Alfonso's sleeve and said, "Uncle, we are just a little worried about our father and mother, and we won't go to the battlefield by ourselves."

Alfonso frowned when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to rub Jing Chu's hair, "I'm just worried that you two little guys will go to the battlefield secretly. Especially you, Chu Chu."

"No, uncle believes that Chuchu and I won't mess around." Shi Chi said sincerely, "Uncle, just satisfy my curiosity and Chuchu's."

"Well, we're just curious." Jing Chu's amber eyes were shining with crystal clear light, and his cherry blossom-like lips were pursed. If a beautiful girl doll acts like a baby, normal people can't resist it.

Coupled with the late reassurance, Alfonso believed it.

This time the lying was very successful, and Shi Jiu probably never expected that the deceit she handed over to Shi Chi was finally put into practice by Shi Chi.

When deceiving, be sure to look people in the eye.

The more you care about things, the more you have to pretend to be careless.

In this way, the other party will drag out all the things you want to know and tell you.

Deception is also a type of hypnosis.

Alfonso sent someone to take out the map, and told Jing Chu and Shi Chi the current locations of Jing Chu and Shi Jiu.

(End of this chapter)