Xilan Yaoge

Soros Simonov Set felt unlucky for himself.No ordinary bad luck.

Half a month ago, he accidentally fell in love with a person, a person who aroused his strong obsession at a glance.Of course, don't get it wrong, it's just a fashion designer's deep obsession with the most perfect model.

Naturally, this also includes a little bit of my own factors.

For a noble blood count who has survived as a blood race for a long time, likes to stay in his castle all day long and doesn't go out much, hates the sun and likes to live, Soros Simonov Seth also has a lot of blood race habits It cannot be changed.

For example, the pursuit of perfection.Another example is the demand for delicious pets.

As an ancient pure-blood aristocrat who prided himself on being an elegant gentleman and carried it all the way down to his bones, Soros Simonov Seth undoubtedly had high demands on his spare food.At least, the most basic condition is to be pleasing to the eye.Otherwise, it will seriously affect his appetite.

Therefore, when he accidentally saw the photo of the beautiful boy who was said to be the most perfect masterpiece of God on the Internet and was hyped up on the Internet, that is as cold and enchanting as moonlight but dazzling, he belonged to the vampire's love for food. The strong obsession to be perfect and picky was deeply aroused in this way.

The bathroom, I didn’t even think about it. We have stayed at home for thousands of years and haven’t gone out much. In the past ten years, we have only started to be interested in fashion design. Soros, the most famous fashion designer in Italy, is full of enthusiasm. I got on the special plane bound for that ancient country in the east.

Out of fear of the potential mysterious forces behind China, a mysterious and classical oriental country, Soros did not send his blood brothers to search for the beautiful silver-haired boy with great fanfare after arriving in China.Instead choose wise dormancy.

However, he carefully concealed his aura of belonging to the blood clan, just like an ordinary Italian who was sightseeing in China, but in the end, Soros was very depressed to find out that he was wandering around aimlessly like this, what did he want? Only then can you find the goal of your trip!

Just a person like him wandering around outside all day, trying to find a person who has no specific trace at all is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Could it be that his life in this ancient oriental country should be like this every day, looking around, looking around, and living in a dull and dull way?

He, Soros Simonov Seth, is a noble and elegant vampire, vampire, a nobleman in the old antique version of vampire that has been in the house for thousands of years. Although he is not afraid of the sun anymore, he doesn't like to wear glare during the day. The big sun went out to find someone!

How about going out at night?

Soros has this idea very much.But when I think about it, the other party is not a blood race like myself, but an ordinary human being, and his daily work and rest must be very regular. When I go out for food at night, where do I go to find a boy who may have fallen asleep?

For this reason, Soros was very depressed, and he couldn't sleep at night for several days.

In other words, after thousands of years of sleeping well and his teeth getting better, he finally knows what insomnia and anorexia are like.

But Satan free shipping, the emperor pays off!Soros's face was full of excitement.

When he felt that he might suffer from anxiety and finally returned disappointed, he accidentally went to a shopping mall he opened in China.There is his latest design, which is a series of fallen angels designed according to the prototype of the beautiful boy on the Internet.It was also his favorite work.

Therefore, Soros suddenly had such an urge to see the works he had painstakingly produced.

Unexpectedly, there is nowhere to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

He actually saw the silver-haired boy in that shopping mall that he had been looking for for a long time, and was so troubled that he almost pulled out his hair a few days ago, but he still had no clue.

Purple eyes, silver hair, Mitsubishi mark in the middle of the forehead, what a strange and beautiful person!Look, just that dazzling knee-length silver hair made Soros suddenly have an urge to worship.

Sure enough, compared to the scorching heat of the sun, he who belongs to the blood clan prefers to hang in the sky on a moonlit night, and can only look at the cold and bright moon that cannot be played with.

Even just looking at it from a distance, Soros has a sense of satisfaction that he has no regrets in this life.

Blood races have always been sensory animals, and they have always had little resistance to perfect things.When they see delicious food, they immediately show their fangs, those who cannot be beaten run away, and the soft persimmons that can be kneaded at will are directly eaten.

Anyway, in their long and dark years, there was only this one obsession left that they couldn't let go of.

The blood race is actually a very hateful dark creature.

Especially for those three generations who have given up the sun and day in exchange for immortal life and eternal youth, many of the pleasures of being human have long since become distant memories.

It is conceivable that even as the leader of the oldest bloodline, Soros still saw the strange and beautiful young man, the blood all over his body suddenly roared and boiled, and his body couldn't control the desire to suck blood. The whole body couldn't help trembling and trembling.From a distance, there was a kind of epileptic convulsion.

Soros felt an inexplicable sudden turmoil in his heart, and the eyes looking at the boy's back were full of extreme longing, and there was an irresistible impulse.

However, when this impulse noticed the man next to the boy, it instantly condensed into ice, and the blood suddenly became cold, and he could no longer feel the slightest boiling.

At that moment, Soros suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, and had an urge to turn around and run away, wanting to escape from the man's sight from a distance.

That man's aura was inexplicably dangerous, even full of great threats.Who is he?

Obviously, the man next to the boy was completely out of Soros' expectations, so that his estimation was seriously underestimated.Even being close to that strange young man has become a luxury.

So, how can he let the person he has been thinking about for half a month become his model, and be able to work part-time to store food in his spare time?

This is equivalent to the ecstasy of a dying person who has been hungry and thirsty for half a month when he finds a pool of spring water suddenly appearing in front of him.Then, when he stumbled excitedly towards the clear green spring, a ferocious hell three-headed dog suddenly appeared just one step away, blocking his excitement and excitement.

Soros felt very depressed, not ordinary depressed, and his heart was as tangled as if he had been tied many times.

Helpless, in the end he could only helplessly watch the back of his reserve food leaving, and he didn't dare to make any excessive moves.Otherwise, he doesn't guarantee whether he will become the reserve food in the hands of the dangerous man next to the boy in the next moment.

But just watching them leave like this, Soros was really not reconciled.

He came to China from far away Italy all the way, and broke his ambition to stay in the castle and never leave easily. How could he return home without doing anything.

Is this worthy of him, a thousand-year-old otaku?

Is this worthy of his hard work of getting up early and going into the dark for half a month, completely subverting his daily routine and messing up his biological clock?

Is this worthy of the huge shock and damage he suffered to his soul every day, braving the torment of the sun, wandering around the streets and alleys, and even being guarded by a few old women as a wretched person?

Is this worthy of his hysterical hysteria of dark circles under his eyes even on his well-maintained smooth skin, where he has no appetite for half a month of bathing and fasting?

In a word, after Soros lay in the coffin repeatedly and couldn't sleep, he had a bold but unexpected idea.

He is going to spy on the enemy at night.

And this is precisely the source of Soros' misfortune.

If he knew that the result of his trip would be gone forever, he would never make such a careless decision.

For Mao, for Mao, he was cautious in the ancient East for half a month, but in the end he was ruined by his own carelessness and recklessness?

This is when Soros was suddenly pinched by a white, smooth, tender, seemingly powerless little hand, without even a chance to struggle, the man's heart beat his chest.

What the hell happened?Why, he had just fluttered his wings and landed on the sheer curtain behind a floor-to-ceiling window, and before he had time to find a hidden place to hide his small body that had been transformed into an inconspicuous figure, a sudden appearance appeared in front of him the next moment. A shrunken version of the boy's face?

What makes the unlucky vampire even more horrifying is that in the hands of that shrunken silver-haired boy, not only does he not have the slightest power to resist, but even his own transformation is suddenly canceled for no reason, and he is transformed into a human form by a body The child who was much younger than him was tightly strangled by the neck, not daring to move.

At that moment, the unlucky Soros suddenly felt very ashamed and angry.

He was completely incapable of taking advantage of his size and height to scare the kid who looked no more than a primary school student, yet he was actually intimidated by the opponent?

The unlucky vampire wanted to hit the wall to find out if he was hallucinating, or had he fallen into a nightmare due to prolonged insomnia?

Obviously, this is not a nightmare, but a real nightmare.

The next day, when the sad Soros suddenly discovered in his own self-deceiving hypnosis and self-evasion, he had been put in shackles around his neck, and he was sitting in the hall like a monkey for people to visit. After watching in amazement, the unlucky blood race completely fell into self-loathing.

"What is this?"

Pointing to the blond vampire who was happily tied by a demon refining a silver chain around his neck, Man Luo had a delicate face expressionless, but his eyes were full of curiosity. He looked at Xun'er beside Emperor Lan.

"I am a noble and elegant night clan, the darling of darkness, and the oldest dark noble who has experienced a thousand years of jihad and heresy trials. I am nothing."

Being pointed at the nose rudely and staring at him indifferently with pet-like eyes, Soros, who claims to be a noble gentleman, roared instantly.

He, Soros Simonov Seth, is also the first few generations of the blood race. The descendants of the blood race see him respectfully, and regard him as a national treasure at the level of an ancestor. When did he receive such a Treated like pork on a chopping board.

"Night noble? It should be the oldest blood race in the first few generations. There have been some records in the huge communication volume of plants."

Xun'er glanced at the refining demon who was next to her, watching her with eyes full of dependence and trust, then turned her head and glanced at the somewhat familiar blond foreign man, and said casually.

"Blood race? A strange race that doesn't exist in the Canglan Continent. Demon refining, did you capture this? What did you capture him for? He doesn't have any powerful power, and it's useless to capture him. Are you going to bring him back to Canglan?" Lan Continental breeding?"

"Damn it, what are you talking about! Human rights, I want human rights, you can't treat a noble blood like me as a fat pig for sale. I protest!"

"It's the spoils of demon refinement."

The aspirations of the blond-haired blood race were completely ignored by everyone, and the faint-hearted demon who was flickering with interest in his eyes even put his exclusive label on Soros, which foreshadowed that he was caught by himself at night. The living humanoid bat is now his property.

At this moment, in the spacious hall, Xilan Cangqiong was sitting on one side of the sofa, looking at the silver-haired boy with tenderness and doting eyes.Not far away on the other side, the expressionless Lord of the Underworld softened his eyes, and his eyes never left the black mandala with the same calm expression standing in front of the blond captive.

As for Qu Weichi, who was supposed to be the real owner of the villa here, he disappeared early in the morning, and he didn't know what to do.But Miyue, who is Xun'er's servant, under the shining light of several great gods, has no sense of existence.It was the sudden arrival of the demon refining that attracted everyone's full attention.

Especially at this moment, the tender and delicate hand of the cute young child is actually holding a shining silver chain.When the other end of the chain was still tied to a foreign tourist with blond hair and green eyes, the few maids in the villa were all overwhelmed with horror, their eyes widened as if they wanted to faint.

What is this... what is this doing?Kidnap?captivity?Or... a game?

They don't see, they don't see anything.I must be dazzled.Yes, it's blinding.Otherwise, how could they feel that they saw such an incredible picture.That very cute child, who is obviously not a threat, how could it be possible for such a moment to make everyone have a creepy sense of fear?

Just when Soros lamented his ill-fated fate and tried his best to escape the terrible fate of being raised as a pet, this ancient blood clan who was suffering from bad luck recently didn't know that he would be greeted later. Have a more miserable life.

"You can't go in, you can't go in."

"..."

"You are trespassing on a famous house, get out, get out."

The sudden noise from outside the gate, as well as the blocking sound that was supposed to belong to Butler Lin made everyone in the villa frown and looked towards the door rather unkindly.

Especially after a few minutes, their originally private villa was barged in by a young man who looked very young but dressed in strange clothes, and the atmosphere became weird for a while.

"Is that... a Taoist priest?"