Scarlet Prison

A wound that cannot be erased, is it necessary to save face for being so cool? "

Lin Yifeng turned around and gave a ruffian smile: "Isaac, who insisted? You tried every means to kidnap Xiao Di and lead me here. Don't you want me to help you with something? As you are now, you probably want me to help you. Help you restore your regenerative abilities?

"It seems that as long as you live long enough, everyone will become smarter. That's right, Yi, I have something to ask you, and of course, it will be good for you too."

His eyes returned to normal darkness, and Lin Yifeng smiled noncommittally: "Really? But I don't think I'm stupid enough to risk my life to help someone I don't remember at all, oh, no, it's a high-level blood race. You know, I can't even beat you, so how can I beat that vampire who seriously injured you?"

"Let me guess. You are already Methuselah. Could it be that it was the ancients who made you into such a miserable state?"

"No, it's not blood. It's human!"

"What?!" Lin Yifeng was so surprised for the first time.

Isaac laughed at himself and repeated again: "They are human beings."

[Note: The ancients: three generations of vampires; Methuselah: four and five generations of vampires. 】

055 waited for 1000 years

Who is Isaac Cappadocia? He is the best of the four generations of blood, almost a legendary existence.Even if the time goes back to more than 1000 years ago, it is definitely not a powerful role that ordinary people can win!

Lin Yifeng felt tricked.

"Are you kidding? Humans in that era didn't even have advanced weapons. How could they hurt you!"

"Heh, Yi, do you think I'm going to joke with you? It's true that there were no modern weapons in that era, but it was the heyday of your cultivation sects, don't you know?"

Isaac's reminder also reminded Lin Yifeng of what Isaac had said before.

"So you were defeated by the cultivators? So the blood race in the west can't beat the cultivators in the east?" Lin Yifeng couldn't help but sneered, but then he thought that he didn't seem to have any position to laugh at Isaac. After all, he was also a Bloodlines.

"Anyway, you are also a thousand-year-old longevity person. Don't you still know your own strength? Do you think it is easy for blood races to live for hundreds or thousands of years because they are immortal? Whether it is a lackey of the Holy See or one lurking in the city The vampire hunters in the game, and even the blood clans of different parties, are enemies not to be underestimated."

"According to the information I got, the ancients were wiped out by the power of the Holy See as early as the Middle Ages, and there are definitely no more than five Methuselahs in my generation. Of course, there are not many people who know our existence. The old-fashioned cardinals of the Holy See naturally think that the most powerful existing blood clan is the sixth or seventh generation."

Lin Yifeng thought in his heart: As I expected, the existence of the Holy See was indeed hidden.However, it is a good thing for the vampires to retain their strength. When the Holy See is going to crusade against vampires, with these hardcore old guys around, I am relatively safe.

"The mortal enemies of the Holy See, hunters, and vampires are all in the West. This is one of the important reasons why I hate going abroad."

"Do you think it's really safe to stay in the country?"

Lin Yifeng gave Isaac a blank look: "Do you think that cultivators are so idle, just staring at who is bitten and sucked blood all day long? As long as they don't go too far, cultivators don't bother to meddle in mundane affairs. What's more, the current cultivators There are not many sects left, and even if you encounter one or two on the road, they are all useless things that even my dark breath can't detect."

"It's normal not to be aware of it. A blood race that has lived for thousands of years is equivalent to the existence of a demigod. If a cultivator can see your identity, then the strength must be higher than yours. At that time, you won't have to fight with others , just run away.”

"Run directly? Then you will end up like you, right?" Lin Yifeng gave the man a disfigured look with disdain.It's not something he would do to run away without a move.

Recalling the disastrous defeat back then, Isaac's ferocious red pupils flashed fiercely.

"Hmph, if I had escaped back then, I wouldn't see you like this now. If your masters and uncles weren't treacherous back then, how could I have been sealed!"

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yifeng couldn't help but ask, "My master and uncle?"

"Crack, click" made two crisp bones, and Isaac nodded stiffly.Finally back to the topic, Isaac told Lin Yifeng all the stories of that year and later with his mind.

Back then when Lin Yifeng was with Isaac, because he couldn't resist Isaac's repeated provocation and persuasion, he was finally embraced by Isaac as a blood clan.

Originally, Isaac wanted to take Lin Yifeng back to Europe, but Lin Yifeng insisted on going back to his teacher's school to apologize to his master for his kindness in nurturing and teaching.Isaac couldn't resist him, and let him go back to the teacher's gate and wait in the village at the foot of the mountain.

In the end, because Lin Yifeng couldn't suppress his desire for blood, he even injured his fellow apprentice to take blood, revealing his identity as a vampire...

Lin Yifeng's master, who still had a glimmer of hope for his beloved disciple, invited a seal master from another sect to seal Lin Yifeng's past memory, hoping that his blood-eating and cruelty would also disappear with the seal.

However, even after losing his memory, Lin Yifeng's blood-eating instinct still exists.In order not to harm the world, but also to clean up the sect, the master of the sect, Lin Yifeng's master, finally sentenced him to death.Just when the sect elders were about to attack Lin Yifeng, Isaac appeared in time and rescued him.

This plot sounds really bloody!When Lin Yifeng heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times: "Don't tell me, you rescued me, but ended up lying there by yourself."

"Almost. The elders of your sect are not easy-going lamps. They are much better than these so-called masters of cultivation in modern times. There is also a master of symbols from another sect... My life can be said to be picked. Yes. If they didn’t know much about blood race back then, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be alive today.”

"Since you don't understand..." Lin Yifeng stared at the cross scar on Isaac's heart and asked, "If you don't understand, how can you explain these indelible wounds?"

"Heh... Speaking of these wounds, they are all thanks to the talisman master. They should have discovered the unique regenerative ability of blood races from you back then, and they must have tried many methods in order to execute you. Enchanting talisman I don’t know how many kinds of seals I have tasted, as well as the silver weapons of your master and uncle... In the end, as you can see now, my regenerative ability was sealed. In order to burn me to death, they even found Come to a kind of sacred tree that is extremely yang and hot, what is called hibiscus sacred tree, and in the end, I still don’t die.”

When Isaac said this, he smiled strangely and lowly twice, looked at Lin Yifeng with scarlet blood pupils, and continued: "It's just that the fire is really comparable to the holy fire that can burn the first generation. If the blood race is lower than that, it must be dead. Undoubtedly. However, after the baptism of this raging fire, I also learned to be good, and pretended to be dead by relying on the physique of the blood race."

"As a result, your master, the old man with the white beard still suspected that I was not completely dead, so he threw me into an iron coffin, cast the coffin to death with molten iron, and asked the old man with symbols to add twelve seals to the coffin Throw it into the sea."

"1000 years, I have sunk in the bottom of the sea for 1000 years!"

"Boom!" Lin Yifeng, who was listening attentively, was attracted by the sound of explosions in front of him.

Isaac, whose lower body was still covered with armor, was floating in the air at some point, surrounded by a faint dark purple gas, but the chair he was sitting on just now had been smashed to pieces by the black force he suddenly released.

The air around his body gradually converged back to his body, and Isaac floated to the side of the bed, fell slowly, and sat on the bed.

Anger ignited his scarlet eyes—"I didn't sleep for 1000 years, but I opened my eyes and waited alive for 1000 years..."

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The concept of time has always been weak in the consciousness of the blood race.

Because they don't worry about aging, and they don't worry about death caused by cell organ failure and aging. Therefore, one year, ten years or even a hundred years are just a number for vampires. The most, the most, is the difference in ability.

Of course, this idea must be under normal conditions.

If they are sealed in a dark, small, and airtight space, then the vampires will be just like humans, they will be lonely and lonely... After a long time, they will even go crazy!

1000 years, this time is obviously too long... Lin Yifeng looked at Isaac with some sympathy.Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, even if it was mixed, the experience of being sealed in a place where the sun never came for many years should be true.

This point can be seen from Isaac's violent temper at this time.Don't talk about Methuselah, even the long-lived people in the general blood family who have lived for thousands of years, the years of thousands of years have already smoothed their tempers and desires.It won't be like the Isaac I saw in front of me, who can burst out such strong personal emotions.

It seems that Isaac must have hated his nominal masters to the core. Thinking of this, Lin Yifeng couldn't help frowning slightly: "Those old men who sealed you are long gone from this world."

"When I was found by the juniors of the family a hundred years ago, I investigated it. Your sect has long since disappeared. It is estimated that those old men are either dead or ascended to immortality. I have always been like this, so I can only hide in country M. But, Yi, I have been looking for your whereabouts for decades."

The corners of Lin Yifeng's mouth twitched, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "No wonder in the past few decades, I have always felt as if I was being watched secretly. The eye hidden behind the darkness is