The actor doesn't want to be chased [Quick Transmigration]

Bloodhunter, armed with silver weapons, and the pale-faced Vampire Duke quickly shuttled through the forest.

Vegat felt a little uneasy in his heart. Even if the Duke's words just now were just a joke, he couldn't stop him from thinking about those overly indifferent eyes.

But at this time, the only way to save his friend was the only way in front of him. In the end, he was glad that the mighty duke nodded and decided to accompany him to this bright trap.

"Is he locked up in your blood hunting base camp?" The Duke still had the strength to speak while shuttling at high speed.

Vijat carefully distinguished for a while, and then he was sure that the Duke had no intention of giving up his adopted son in this heavily guarded blood hunting gathering place.

"I have a way to save him without disturbing others." Vijat gritted his teeth, and finally made a promise that was almost equivalent to betrayal.

He didn't see that the Duke beside him only showed a faint smile.

Hiss did not agree, nor did he explicitly deny it.

The two of them came to the remote corner of the town quietly, and the utensils with silver light shone faintly under the moonlight, and such utensils were hung at the door of almost every household.

This is where the blood hunters gather. Here, even a seemingly weak woman and child has the ability to kill a vampire.

Heath didn't seem to care, so he took a step to follow Vijat, with no worry or panic on his face, as if it was just an ordinary outing at this time.

However, Weijiat gradually became more frightened as he walked, and finally had to frown and stop.

"Sorry." The young Bloodhunter spoke to the Vampire Duke, who was supposed to be in a hostile position.

Looking at the black bloody hunter with silverware that suddenly appeared in front of him, the Duke showed a smile that was enough to arouse the anger of most people opposite him rather indifferently.

"I didn't expect...everyone had already set up an ambush so early..." Vegat said the final explanation weakly.

The Duke's face remained unchanged, and he didn't respond in the slightest, as if he didn't care at all.

A path gradually gave way among the blood hunters, and the female blood hunter who led that day appeared in front of the Duke again, along with the silver knife engraved with beautiful patterns and the kidnapped young man.

After seeing the Duke, the headed female Xuehun almost burst out with hatred in her eyes, and the sharp blade in her hand couldn't help tightening a little, drawing a faint bloodstain.

Vijat suddenly became nervous. He moved his mouth, but in the end he knew that he couldn't change anything and stepped aside, leaving the Duke standing alone surrounded by blood hunters.

Looking at the deep hatred of the female blood hunter, the Duke would not be surprised even if she vented her anger on the youths under her command to kill her directly to vent her anger, but even so, he did not go forward to save his adopted son whom he loved so much in the past.

It can even be said that he has no intention of going forward to save people at all.

The Duke stepped forward slowly, but it was not in the direction of the female Blood Hunter.

He quickly locked on to the weakest link in the encirclement of a blood hunt, almost taking a life in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing? Your lord Duke still wants the life of your adopted son?!" The leading female blood hunter obviously didn't expect the Duke to react like this, and her indifference to the life of her adopted son made her feel tight, and immediately Strong hatred suddenly broke out.

Louis, who was held hostage by the female blood hunter, obviously didn't react for a moment, but soon after he found out that he was abandoned by the Duke, he broke free from the shackles of the female blood hunter very cleverly.

Seeing this scene, the blood hunters, who were filled with the grief of losing their companions and the long-standing great hatred, turned red-eyed and rushed towards the Duke and his adopted son one by one.

The Duke still harvested the lives of his subordinates without much expression. It was obviously an extremely bloody thing, but he did it elegantly like an art display.

Almost no one was able to hurt him, but every blood hunter who approached him without exception ended up decapitated.

But the adopted son beside him was different.

Even if he did not know how to cleverly avoid the shackles of the blood hunter at the beginning, he was just an ordinary human being after all, and he was still so weak that he had no strength in front of the highly trained blood hunter.

Louis was soon stained with blood, some of which was blood, but more of it was his own.

He bent down slowly, watching the elegant and powerful vampire walking towards him while harvesting the enemies not far away, but his vision gradually blurred.

Vijat, who wanted to help the young man, had already been knocked out by his friends in the blood hunt, but the chaotic blood hunting city was quickly harvested by the duke, and soon only the duke and the young man were left. Sober people.

"A child is a child after all, it's still too tender." The Duke sighed lowly, not caring about the blood on the young man's face, he stretched out his hand and lifted the child's chin.

"Using yourself in a disadvantageous position can only get the attention and love of those who really care about you, but it is of no use to those who don't care about you." The Duke opened his mouth indifferently, and said cruelly, "If you If you really want to catch up with me, it's useless just to gain my sympathy."

"Yan He..." The young man made a weak sound as he moved, as if it was a voice choked out of his throat.

"Because you recognized me, you have something to rely on?" The young man's voice seemed to be unable to call back the slightest tenderness of the Duke, his eyes were still cold, but at this time there was a bit more cold smile, "Back then You pick me up to please me, I am willing to spoil you, as if you were a child. And children can be forgiven for their willfulness and weakness, but now..."

The Duke paused for a while, but he had no intention of continuing.

As the young man listened, a slight confusion seemed to flash across his face.

He tried his best to open his eyes vaguely, but he still couldn't see clearly.

"This is the heart of a vampire. It has half of my power after I leave it. It is the most important thing in this world for Hiss, comparable to life." Yan He smiled lightly, and a faint red glow appeared on the young man's chest when he touched it with his fingertips. A crystalline object of light, "I gave it to you early, just like the previous world, this is a reward for you after acting like a baby."

The crimson crystal emits a faint red light to maintain the fragile life of human beings, and the excess power even overflows automatically from it to repair the young man's body, but Louis' face is even more serious than when he lost too much blood just now Pale a little.

"You want to catch up with me?" The Duke carefully wiped the blood off the young man's face, and then continued to utter words that made him even more irritated, "A child's boasting should also be measured."

The Duke stood up, took out a white handkerchief and wiped off the blood in his hands, he lowered his head slightly and stared at the young man in front of him, speaking indifferently.

"Louis, your mother is kind to me, and I saved your life, the two are worth it. I don't have much interest in adopting a stupid child, and the gold coins left are enough for you to live comfortably in this life."

The Duke turned around quickly after finishing speaking, and he didn't spare the slightest bit of time for the child he loved in the past. Only the heavy bag of gold coins showed that the two had such a relationship.

And behind him, the young man with a dazed face slowly stretched out his hand, caressing the deep red on his chest.

With an effort, the beautiful crystal suddenly shattered, the red light dissipated, and the young man's eyes dimmed to gray.

There was blood and blood everywhere, and in this fringe corner of the town where few people cared about, a bloody battle ended quietly, leaving only corpses on the ground.

And the faint breathing of a man who survived.

The dawn sun gradually revealed a corner, shining on this survivor, and also dyed the wreckage everywhere with a touch of sad beauty.