Return with the King-Follow-up with Return

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The black clouds are overwhelming, and the rainstorm is coming, and I don't know when it will stop.

The last thoughts are suspenseful and lamented. It's not that Zhuo Shengling never thought that he would sleep forever and had made the worst plan, so he could accept all known and unknown situations.

The bright sunlight outside the window hurt the eye mask, and Cone Shengling had to squint his eyes halfway. The lavender eyes carefully looked at his situation. The simple room was full of the smell of disinfectant, and it was no different from ordinary wards. The only ones who were surprised were the two escorts.

The familiar white background and black border, seeing the uniform of Yezhiliao, which he once hated, feels like a world away. There is a feeling of being overwhelmed. Cone Shengling thinks that he can calmly face those student days that he thinks are very bad, but When he came back to his senses, he jumped out of bed and grabbed the collar of the uniform tightly. He was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he let go of his hand resentfully as if he was tired, and sat down. Go back to bed without saying a word.

"Uncle Zhuisheng, your body is still very weak, please don't act rashly, it will leave sequelae."

One tidied up the collar that had been messed up by Cone Shengling, and said with a warm smile like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and drew the thin curtains by the way.The sunlight shining through the pure white curtains still makes people feel glaring. Cone Shengling looked away and raised his hand to block the light. The burning pain in his eyes made him feel uneasy.Lan Tang, who had been concentrating on peeling apples from the very beginning, handed Zhui Shengling a piece of delicate rabbit apple, and Zhui Shengling watched silently for a moment, not accepting the privilege of this patient.

Lantang refused to give up, and Cone Shengling refused to take it. During the stalemate, one took advantage of the situation and accepted the patient's special fruit as a matter of course.After the apple in his hand disappeared, Lan Tang devoted himself wholeheartedly to the great business of peeling the apple, without wavering.Yiyi happily swallowed the fruit of victory, his face was full of complacency, while Cone Shengling became calm after the initial unexpected movement, or detached without attachment, just like Jiulanshu at that time. The calm that masks madness is exactly the same.The sweet apple in his mouth became dull, even bitter. He adjusted his facial expression, trying to maintain an elegant and bright smile as much as possible, but it was a pity that he could only reach his face but not his heart, and ended up smiling grimly. Fortunately, the others did not. will care.

"Don't you want to know what happened?"

Cone Shengling's eyes fell on Yiyi's face, and he didn't answer. The silent situation seemed to be waiting for an explanation, but the casual posture seemed to be indifferent.An attitude of being uncertain about Zhuo Shengling, after the incident subsided, he still didn't know how to explain Zhui Shengling, or even more troubled, he should tell Zhui Shengling that Jiu Lanshu used to exist as Zhui Shengling.

"Speak, I have a right to know the truth."

Seeing through Yiyi's hesitation and concealment, Zhuo Shengling took the initiative to make a request. Although he had some guesses about the truth, it was only a guess, and he needed to be verified.His face was calm and calm, but his heart was restless. It had been a long time since he felt so alive. Zhui Shengling secretly clenched the extra things in his coat pockets, his tightly packed palms were drenched with sweat.

Cone Shengling has made such a clear request, even if he wants to hide it, he can't hide it. He will know sooner or later. Now the newspapers are full of news, talking about the "terrorist attack" some time ago.Therefore, one simply told the truth about the pure blood recovery experiment, the sacrificed experimental product, and the cruelty of the pure blood king under the wrath.Zhui Shengling didn't react much to one of the words, but raised his brows with interest when he heard a repeated suggestion that Jiu Lanshu "become blue with anger".

Cone Shengling's reaction chilled Yiyi. All of Coni Shengling's attention was focused on Jiu Lanshu, but he didn't care about the human tragedy caused by himself. He had no mercy and no guilt. Ruthless, typical antisocial tendencies.After saying what should be said, there is nothing to say, and this guy who is sick and doesn't take medicine can't be brought back to practice again.He didn't want to relive that terrible feeling of smallness and humbleness, but he would shudder just looking at Cone Shengling, and he quickly found an excuse to escape from Cone Shengling's sight, his movements were graceful and calm, and he tried his best to hide his embarrassment.

One left alone, and Lan Tang was still sitting on a chair calmly peeling apples, peeling all the apples into the same bunny shape as if he was obsessive-compulsive.Cone Shengling was Jiulanshu's patience is also very good, watching patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder get sick is not in a hurry, and slowly digesting a piece of information provided is just for entertainment.Time flies, and finally the basket of apples has become a family of rabbits who love each other, and Lan Tang is willing to turn his attention to Zhui Shengling.

Lantang of this generation is different from the willful and lively Lantangying, mature and stable, reticent, but somewhat similar to Jiayuanxiao in temperament. Vampire nobles like family marriages, maybe they are indeed related by blood.Zhui Shengling is not interested in studying the genealogy of nobles, he is more interested in the reason why Lan Tang left alone, the reason related to him.

Facial paralysis is similar, in addition to being expressionless and reticent, they are also very mobile.Lan Tang didn't say a word, just threw something to Cone Shengling, a delicate and small glass bottle, filled with bright red liquid.Steadily catching the glass bottle, Cone Shengling finally could no longer maintain the illusion of calm, the whole person was surrounded by complex atmosphere, sadness, pain, loneliness, powerlessness, and a person was secretly sad.

Lan Tang got up and walked towards the door, twisted the lock, and opened the door, just before taking the last step, he turned his head and glanced at the figure of Zhui Shengling.

Eternal silence is Lan Tang's deepest impression on Cone Shengling, which is very worthy of his title of "the strongest hunter".

Withdrawing his gaze, Lan Tang took the last step, and then tightly closed the door, sealing a doomed incomplete world.

Not far away, Yiyi looked at Lantang coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to be a silent torture, and they were silent until they faced each other with only one step away, Lantang still met Yiyi's gaze calmly.

"Are you aware of the consequences of doing this?"

"This is "fate". "

Jiu Lanshu thought that he had destroyed all the leaked ancestor's blood, but he didn't know that Lan Tangying secretly hid a copy long ago.When researching and developing the medicine to turn Levelle back into human beings, Lan Tangying had a very bold guess, which could not be verified at first, but when a group of lunatics peeked into Jiu Lanshu's body, she accidentally got a rare opportunity to prove it. It is a medicine that can kill pure blood, and its effect on Jiulanshu is even more outstanding.As shocked as he was, Lan Tangying stopped all research after that, and sealed up the only remaining blood of the ancestor, so that no one except the heirs of the Lantang family could get it.

Now, it is just handed over to those who need it most. This can also be called "destiny"!

In the closed world, Curan is alone, forever dead, as if cursed.Cone Shengling held the exquisite glass bottle, looked at the trajectory of Jiu Lanshu's blood flowing inside, his eyes were empty, the focus fell on the dark red blood, and he stared at the more ethereal existence through it, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, but it was not unbearable. The blood of Jiulanshu was flowing in his body, but Cone Shengling was still a human being.Jiu Lanshu made his own blood fall into a deep sleep, like thousands of days and nights in the past, flowing in Zhui Shengling's body, blending with Zhui Shengling's blood, accompanying him quietly, and returning to Zhui Shengling's body. Zero belongs to his life.

The empty eyes gradually became brighter, neither lively nor lifeless, numb. Cone Shengling took out something in his pocket - a new smart phone.

Press the power button lightly, staring at the screen for a moment.After a brief boot animation, a reminder of unread text messages flashes in the center of the screen.Cone Shengling didn't know what state of mind and expression he should have now, he pressed the read with his thumb trembling slightly, and a large paragraph of text was displayed after the read bar, but it was a ridiculous advertisement.

Cone Shengling didn't feel disappointed, he calmly closed the message, flipped through the few files in his phone, and after several failures, he finally set his goal.The document was only a kilobyte, but it had a ridiculous name-New Text Document.

Steady the glass bottle in his hand, Cone Shengling did not click in immediately, he seriously thought about what would happen next, and the insignificant corner of fate he could control.

Cruel choices hovered in his mind.

If he doesn't do anything, he can continue to enjoy his life as a human being, but the short life should belong to him.However, if he drank that bottle of Jiulanshu's blood, all choices would be resigned to fate. Cone Shengling might become a pureblood with Jiulanshu's blood flowing, or he might be swallowed by the awakened pure blood. And Jiulanshu will be resurrected as Cone Shengling.

No matter which path you choose, it is equally cruel, and the one who is left has to bear far more pain and suffering than the one who died.

How could Zhuo Shengling be willing to hurt Jiulanshu again, but how could he continue to endure the world without Jiulanshu.

This is a multiple choice question with no correct answer.

Cone Shengling loosened his grip on the glass bottle, and pressed the read button extremely calmly.The screen flashed, black characters on a white background, and a few words came into view.

'Mr. Cone'

'The only thing I regret in my life is falling in love with you, and the biggest question is why you fall in love with me'

'If we weren't in such a complicated relationship, you and I wouldn't be in such pain'

'It's a pity that there is no if in the world'

'Live well, don't come to me'

'and please be sure'

'forget me'

Concise and concise, it really is Jiu Lanshu's style.Cone Shengling stared at the last sentence silently for a long time, as if watching a big joke.Forget, if you can forget, how can you end up in such a miserable state?Cone Shengling wanted to laugh, but couldn't at all.The corners of the mouth slipped slightly, the corners of the eyes were wet, rather than crying, Zhui Shengling wanted to make a big fuss and turn the world upside down, would Jiu Lanshu allow him to follow him?I understand how dangerous my own thoughts are, but I can't control it. I'm probably going to be driven crazy this time!

A finger slides on the screen inadvertently, and the document moves down, but there is a large section of meaningless blank space.Cone Shengling thought for a while, chose to select all, and then adjusted the text color to black. In an instant, a sentence appeared in the blank space, forcing the usually calm hunter to shed tears.

Because Jiu Lanshu is saying——

'Zero, I miss you'

The warm tears couldn't stop falling, his vision was gradually blurred, Zhui Shengling pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the grief that couldn't be vented in his heart, and didn't let out a single groan.His fingertips trembled slightly, holding the small glass bottle, he was lost in despair, unable to find a way out of hope.

The next day, when Lan Tang and Yi Yi came to visit Zhui Sheng Ling, they were not surprised to find that the ward was empty and they had already left.

On the eighth day, a silver-haired young man in a black windbreaker broke into the Black Master Academy. In the forest between the Liao of the Day and the Liao of the Night, he set up an unnamed tombstone without a grave under an ordinary tree.

In the second year, the young man came to visit the grave with a bouquet of white roses.

In the third year, the young man came to visit the grave again with a bouquet of white roses.

……

Every year is the same.

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A hundred years later, the silver-haired young man visited the tomb for the last time and carved whose name on the unnamed tombstone. Then the tombstone and the forest were swallowed up by pale flames, and the silver-haired young man gradually drifted away, no longer nostalgic.

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