twin gl

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

Book Title: Twins

Author: l Si x Xi y

Copywriter:

The twins belong to yin and yang, and yin and yang generate and attract each other, but I am destined to lack you.

Non-Western Fantasy, Grass Knot

The Duke of the blood clan never imagined that he would really fall in love with the pure-blood yang girl in the twin clan that the elders of the clan said.

The most troublesome thing is, that is actually a saint of the elves? Light attribute?

The arrogant self-esteem of the Duke of Blood was somewhat frustrated, especially when Miss Saintess didn't seem to like her very much.

And...there are too many love rivals who covet Miss Saintess, right?!

Content tags: fantasy, magic, special liking, growth in another world

Search keywords: protagonist: Yang Luo;

Chapter 1 Dinner

In the Duke's Courtyard in Yeyi, a grand dinner will be held.

For this dinner, the Duke's Mansion has been busy for five days, and everyone is nervously arranging the dinner, which must be perfect.

----Probably no one knows that the original intention of this dinner was for a blind date.

After the just-adult duke couldn't control his strength and ran away at night again, almost killing several servants, the elders of the blood clan discussed it and felt that the young duke with such talent should not be too powerful because he could not control himself. Live and curl up in a small night city.

"You have been in the college for more than three years, and you haven't attended a single class!" The elder of the blood clan who came to persuade him was already three hundred years old, and he was the youngest elder in the blood clan.The group of elders specially sent him here because they were afraid that there would be a generation gap between him and the young duke.

"I passed the exam." His Excellency the Duke took a sip of the blood wine, swung the goblet, and didn't care.

"Don't you want to look outside? You've never been out!"

"I hate sunlight."

The youngest elder felt that there was probably a generation gap between himself and the young duke.He was silent for a while, and sat next to the little duke, "Listen, child, your parents died to resist the death of the dead, they are heroes of the blood clan."

"Of course, I will also participate in the next blood moon." The little duke finally had a different mood, she raised her head slightly, showing her fangs, "I will be the most powerful vampire."

"Oh of course, boy, you are the most gifted and powerful. But boy, you can't control your power, can you? You almost killed your poor little servant last week - a Dog girl."

The arrogance on the little duke's face froze a bit, she pursed her lips, and retorted after a while, "She is too weak."

"Oh, sure. But shouldn't weak people exist in this world?"

"No, that's not what I meant." The little duke frowned, feeling that the elder didn't understand what she meant.She never thought about it that way.

"Of course, you are a good boy. You have powers, and you have to master them." The elder said, "You are still a special twin, and even a rare pure blood. The attribute is yin, combined with the dark line of the blood, You are simply God's darling! Oh, and because you are too good, your power is easy to lose control..."

"You've said it many times." The little duke frowned, apparently unwilling to listen to what had been said for 100 years.

"There is a lady with twin yang on the mainland." The elder quickly got to the point, "If you combine, the speed of cultivation will increase exponentially, and your shortcomings will be fully compensated... No, even as long as you are close to her, your energy will It won't be so restless."

"Miss?"

"Oh...it is indeed a lady, and this lady is not so easy to pursue..." The elder sighed a little at this point, feeling sad for his poor little duke.

"No, elder, I'm a lady too." The little duke puffed out his chest, raised his chin slightly, and looked proud.

"The twins don't care about this, they are a special race... Oh, so far no one knows how the twins reproduce, it's obviously not the blood of reproductive inheritance..." The elder clicked his tongue twice and poured a glass of blood wine Moisturizing his throat, "It's really mysterious." If it weren't for the fact that the genius of their blood race is a twin race, they would not have checked the information of this race.

"Let's get down to business, let's have a dinner party. We will pull down our old faces and invite that lady, please behave well and show the elegance of the blood race."

The little duke curled his lips in displeasure, "What is her identity?"

"The saint of the elves."

"Pa-ta--" the little duke shook his hand, and the cup shattered to the ground.

Yang Luo, the saint of the elves, is unknown to few people on this continent.

Kindness, justice, and unique talents, it is said that he contracted the Bright Unicorn Shou when he was ten years old.He is the most aura psychic of the elves.

Most importantly, she is a light elf.

The little duke stepped on the fragments and crushed them into powder.

She hates light the most.

……

The little duke still held a dinner party, like now, she nodded to everyone who was toasting with a proud and elegant posture, and lightly clinked glasses.

She looked at Miss Elf not far away. Miss Elf was indeed a very dazzling existence. Even if she was only wearing a simple white dress, she still attracted many young blood races to make friends.

The little duke took a sip of the blood wine, feeling a little depressed.

Obviously she is the best blood race.

After just a short while, the banquet suddenly became agitated. The little duke looked up and saw a drunk blood youth holding blood wine and insisting on pouring it into Miss Elf.

Miss Elf looked perplexed.

Oh, probably elves don't drink blood? The little duke thought belatedly.She doesn't know much about the habits of various races, after all, she hasn't attended a day of college class.

The two elves around Miss Elf seemed to have disappeared, no wonder there was trouble.

The little duke thought about it, and walked over, after all, this was her dinner party.

"De'an, you've drunk too much." The little duke pulled away the drunk blood youth and threw him back, "Send him out sober."

The servant immediately stepped forward and helped the drunken young man to the gate.

"Get out, get out! I'm not drunk...not...drunk..." The young man waved his servants away, and came to the little duke, "Hey, Shengzhu? What's so special about you...It's just a ...the one who inherits the title by the sacrifice of his parents...trash...doesn't even dare to go out...hiccup."

The little duke's face remained unchanged, just staring at the young man, her mood was surprisingly peaceful.One must know that if this guy had called her by her name before, she might have knocked his fangs away with a slap.

Thinking about it, the little duke glanced at Miss Elf. Miss Jingling looked at her, met her eyes and smiled... It was very warm.

The little prince immediately turned his face away, raised his foot and kicked the young man's knee, and stepped on his head the moment De'an knelt down in pain, smashing his head into the floor. "Throw him out."

The servants were not so gentle this time, dragging De'an really threw him out.

"It was just an episode, the dinner continues." Sheng Zhu raised his glass and said loudly.

The blood race cheered and continued to drink.

"I'm sorry to scare you." Sheng Zhu lifted his chin slightly, and said sorry a little arrogantly, without any apology in his tone.

Yang Luo shook his head, before he could speak, he heard Sheng Zhu continue.

"I thought that the saintesses of the elves would be so powerful, but I didn't expect that even a useless vampire would not be able to get rid of them." Shengzhu said, showing her fangs slightly, provocatively. 1/144 12345678NextLast