[Blood] Shura's Castle

The so-called father and daughter are just pawns for mutual use.

Even if he is already so powerful, can't he escape the political marriage?

Even if this marriage is just a false name, I don't want to accept it.

Her whole body was tense, her face was extremely unfriendly, and her fingers were tightly clenched into fists between the wide cuffs.

It is impossible for her to tolerate, and she will never accept, sharing a room with her enemy.

"Father, do you know that McGee was the mastermind of the attack on me that day?"

She can no longer pretend to be ignorant, and sooner or later she will fall into the tiger's mouth.She didn't want to, and she couldn't marry the Le Senbai family, after all, what they wanted was their own life.

"Really?! McGee actually attacked you?!"

The expression of Proseus was extremely surprised, completely inconsistent with the usual image of a calm and calm prince.

"Yes. In one day, two attacks."

The Duke's tone was calm, but his mood was not calm at all.

"I will investigate this matter again. Before the results come out, you still need to maintain the status of Prince McGee's fiancée."

Proseus's voice was not high, but it carried an unshakable meaning.

"……Yes."

How did she clenched her teeth so hard that she spit out this word.For the first time, she felt so powerless about her fate.With her current spiritual power and status, it is absolutely impossible for her to resist Proseus.What's more, he is her own father, unless she kills his father, she cannot avoid this marriage.According to the laws of the blood clan, killing relatives is a felony and must be sentenced to death.

The deserted moon hanging high in the sky felt sad, feeling lonely and helpless.

Halloween morning.

In class.

Leng Xing couldn't listen to what the teacher was talking about.Her mind is full of the dream from last night, which keeps replaying and won't go away for a long time.

A vague figure, wearing a blood-colored cloak and a black robe, holding a lily in his hand.

The lily petals are pure white and delicate, but they are stained with blood.The deep dark red gives the original pure lily a different charm.

The figure gradually walked towards her, and her eyes were sometimes blood red and sometimes blue. She couldn't see the figure's face clearly, as if there were layers of fog lingering between the two of them.At some point, the surrounding roses ignited raging flames, and the figure gradually became transparent in the flames of the roses until it disappeared.

After the flames were extinguished, only the scorched and withered rose petals remained.

The lily lay quietly on the ground, and it had turned completely blood red.

No one knows how she struggled to wake up from this dream in horror, with heartache and frenzy that she was not familiar with.

October 2013, 10, Halloween, from the West, belongs to the festival of ghosts and ghosts.

Demons and ghosts wear different masks, just like that, coming slowly and unhurriedly.

7 hours ago.

Proseus Manor.

"Gentlemen and ladies—" Prince Proseus raised his glass, and the champagne in it glowed amber under the light, "Welcome to the annual Halloween party, which belongs to us and is a free festival. Today , I announce to everyone that my daughter, the Duke of Rose of Vanjoy, will soon marry His Royal Highness Prince McGee of Le Senbai. The engagement ceremony of this couple will be held at the same place and at the same time tomorrow. Welcome everyone... "

lovers?What an irony!The Duke could not help but tighten his lips.How many lovers are forced to separate in this world, and how many strangers and even enemies are forcibly twisted into so-called lovers.

I don't want to listen to it any more, is it just so helpless to hand over the thread of fate to others?I am a kite, but what about the string I am holding?

Will it be the prince of Le Senbai who attacked her secretly and made things difficult for her when she was seriously injured, with the same indifferent gray hair and eyes?

The moon, surrounded by stars, trembled slightly and squeezed the wine glass tightly.Is it because I am used to being surrounded by stars that I feel so lonely when the moon is sparse?

"Halloween, originated from the New Year's festival of the ancient Celtic nation, on October 10st every year, is the eve of All Saints' Day on November 31st, and is also the most 'haunted' night of the year, so it is also called Ghost Festival ……"[11]

Thoughts seem to have escaped the control of the brain, wandering around like a wild horse.

Leng Xing suddenly remembered the culture and knowledge about Halloween told to them in the spoken English class by a foreign foreign teacher from California, USA a few days ago.

"This is also the time to sacrifice to the souls of the dead. While avoiding the interference of evil spirits, it is a traditional Western festival to worship ancestors and good spirits with food to pray for a safe winter."[2]

In an unknown place, the tall and thin figure was dressed in a black robe and cloak, wrapped in pale skin, so dark that there was no light at all.

"During Halloween, many public places and even home courtyards will be decorated with a lot of decorations, such as all kinds of ghosts, jack-o-lanterns, black cats and witches' brooms; children will wear different Halloween costumes every year, carrying Jack-o'-lantern baskets go door-to-door asking for candy, saying it's a 'trickortreat'."[3]

The handsome face is hidden under the silver-white mask and black hood carved with strange patterns.He walked through the misty dark forest, winding paths leading to secluded paths, and various flickering decorations, and walked towards the empty, quiet and magnificent main hall of the manor.

"About the origin of Halloween, the most legendary version believes that it originated from the ancient Western European countries before the birth of Christ, mainly including Ireland, Scotland and Wales. The ancient Western Europeans in these places are called Druids. Druids The new year is on November 11st, New Year's Eve, Druids let young people form a team, wearing all kinds of weird masks, and carrying carved radish lanterns (pumpkin lanterns are a late custom, there were no pumpkins in ancient Western Europe at the earliest), Wandering among the villages. It was actually a kind of autumn harvest celebration at the time...”[1]

"Tap, tap, tap, tap..." The sound of footsteps was extremely restrained, and the silver-white mask and the heels of the boots disappeared in the boundless darkness together.

"There is also a saying that Halloween is a 'ghost festival'. Legend has it that the souls of those who died that year will visit the world on the eve of Halloween. It is said that people should let the visiting ghosts see a good harvest and give them rich hospitality. All bonfires and lights, Not only to scare away ghosts, but also to illuminate the path for ghosts and guide them back.”[5]

I will hold the thread of your destiny tightly in my palm and guide you back to where it should be.

No matter how vicious the ghosts and monsters are, they can't stop my steps.Even if I stand on opposite sides, I am determined not to change.

"The celebration begins on the evening of October 10, called Halloween, which is mainly popular in some countries that are accustomed to speaking English. On the eve, people will wear masks and strange clothes to dress up as ghosts according to the custom. , Every household will use pumpkin carvings to make lanterns. Children will dress up and carry pumpkin lanterns to go door to door asking for sweets. People do not worship ancestors or ghosts on this day...”[31]

Trick or treat?

Choose to be teased, or treated?

Even if it means giving your life and everything to entertain?

Not like those neighbors who just give the kids candy.People who are already dead, or people who are about to go to hell, dare to make up their minds, but complete a gamble that belongs to them?

The evil and charming dark red eyes stared closely at the figure in the distance wearing a black robe and a blood-red cloak.Even though they were so far apart, he could still clearly see those blue eyes that were infatuated with him, as if they were killing the weak plants that were tortured by the north wind in the cold winter, without the slightest breath of life.

The sky gradually turned dark, and above the Proseus Manor, the sky was unexpectedly clear and bright, but there were no traces of the moon or stars.

Countless jack-o-lanterns began to shine, the crooked corners of the mouth, and the weird smile seemed to indicate that this night was unusual.

Finally, another day of class is over.What was different from usual was that Leng Xing didn't listen to a single word of the lecture during the whole class. Even though it was the time of the mid-term exam, when even the slack students started to work hard, she was surprised. No status.

Gently flipping the pages of the book with icy fingers, Leng Xing concentrated on reading the densely packed professional content on the explanation book.Today's talk is - peritoneum.

——The peritoneum is a thin and smooth layer of serosa covering the interior of the abdomen and pelvic organs and the surface of the abdominal and pelvic viscera, which is translucent. [7]

The part that has never been paid attention to carefully has always been considered too inconspicuous, just a transparent film...but it is neglected and extremely important.

——The peritoneum has the functions of secretion, absorption, protection, support and repair. [8]

It seems inconspicuous, but it is extremely important, playing many, many key and irreplaceable roles.

- When performing surgery, special attention should be paid to the peritoneum.

The only thing written down in the book is the original words of the teacher during the lecture.Although it was only a mere seven pages, it took at least an hour and a half. Compared with the speed of finishing a chapter in an hour before, the teacher was extra patient here.

Whether the content is important does not depend on the length; whether something is important does not depend on whether you pay attention.

Often what is not expected and what is not cared about is the most important.

The most important thing is not those places that are known and spent a lot of thought.

His figure was submerged in the heavy curtains, the candles flickered in the jack-o-lanterns, and the whole hall flickered with the candles, as if breathing in silence.

will stop you.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door outside the quiet dormitory.

Leng Xing put down his textbooks, walked over unhurriedly, opened the door, and——

A ghost mask, shining pale silver light!

Tall, pointed hat of black muslin!

On the black cloak, there are countless golden skull patterns!

Leng Xing was taken aback, but still maintained his composure: "Hi~Happy Halloween~"

"Aren't you scared?" With a disappointed tone, he took off his mask, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

She is a classmate who often goes to roller skating activities with herself. The difference is that Leng Xing did not buy roller skates, so she just watched others skate, and she would participate in it, even though her posture was not proficient.

"It's okay~" she said with a smile, "Can you lend me to wear it?" Pointing to the other party's suit.

"Yes. Huh? Are you going to scare people?" Looking at Leng Xing who "transformed" quickly, the classmate was surprised.

"That's right, I wasn't frightened, so I naturally wanted to run to frighten others~ Several people wanted to visit~" Leng Xing had already run away.

Since it will not be affected, it is natural to start fighting back.

"Welcome to the engagement party of His Highness Qiangwei and His Highness McGee. I will announce that the party is officially..."

In an instant, all the lights went out.Everything was silent, and in the extremely dark hall of the manor, there was only a silver mask with strange patterns, emitting a pale light under the cold moon that rose at an unknown time.

作者有话要说：注：[1][2][3][4][5][6]引自百度百科词条【万圣节】,稍作改动。

[7][8] Quoted from "Systematic Anatomy (Eighth Edition)", published by People's Health Publishing House.

The content of Halloween is to introduce the background on the one hand, and to enhance the atmosphere on the other hand.The man in black is the key figure who is about to change the direction of things, and his appearance heralds a turning point for the whole thing.

The content about the peritoneum is a hint - we often ignore many inconspicuous things, however, these seemingly inconspicuous things dominate the process of things and even change our destiny.Here is also hinting at the hidden identity of the unknown man in black.

chapter8 haze room

Whether everything you have always believed in is a lie in the end.

——Duke Rose

"Prince Proseus, why are you so impatient?"

It sounds good, the Duke felt a familiar male voice.But she couldn't remember who he was.

"Who are you?"

Proseus snapped his fingers, and this time it wasn't the jack-o'-lanterns that lit up, but the lights of the entire manor.

The visitor was dressed in black with a hood, and his face was hidden under a silver-white mask with strange patterns, but his scarlet eyes were extremely dazzling, carrying a powerful coercion.

He was at least a prince.

Proseus tried to sense the aura and the flow of spiritual power on his body, but the man in black hid it very well, and many blood nobles present failed to realize that he was actually powerful in spiritual power.

"A man of noble birth."

The man's voice was like the strings of a guitar being gently plucked.

Proseus' pupils trembled, which was an expression of his dissatisfaction.

"What's your business?" he said slowly.

"Let me tell you something, the truth." Under the mask, the red pupils gleamed, watching Proseus calmly.

"The mastermind behind the two attacks on Duke Rose is..." He paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "His Royal Highness Prince McGee."

Although the voice was not loud, it seemed like a nuclear bomb had been dropped in the hall.

For a while, the silence ceased, and there were many discussions in the hall.

The Duke actually knew the truth about her attack a long time ago, but she was still a little shocked when she heard a stranger declaring it.

Who is he?

It was a very familiar feeling, even though the whole body was wrapped in pure black robes and cloaks, and the face was covered by a silver-white mask, it still sent such a signal to her that she knew this person.

Only a pair of red eyes were exposed.

Most of the high-ranking blood families have red eyes, as if soaked in blood, except for some pure-blood families that have been passed down from generation to generation in the thirteen clans.There are not so many blue eyes like the Duke's among humans, not to mention that the Duke's eyes can change color.

who can that be?

It's as if the answer is clearly close at hand, but can't be touched.The duke was very anxious. On the one hand, he was worried about his unpredictable fate, and on the other hand, he was worried about this stranger with a familiar atmosphere.

"Is that impossible?"

"How can Her Royal Highness Qiangwei marry someone who hurt her?"

"Ah? Your Highness Qiangwei is injured?"

"You didn't know this, it was just over a month ago. At that time, His Highness disappeared, and Lord Gavin was so frantic that he almost turned the whole city upside down!"

"But he said he was injured, not missing!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

Participating in this luxurious engagement ceremony is not only the upper-class blood nobles, but also many blood commoners who worship the duke and want to see the grace of the goddess in their minds.

They didn't know how her fiancé McGee was, and they only hoped that they could be worthy of the incomparably perfect His Royal Highness Qiangwei.

However, is McGee actually... the murderer who hurt the Duke?

The man in black showed a shallow, playful smile, which was exactly what he wanted to see.

Proseus, how do you go on?

"You nonsense!" shouted Prince McKee in a black tuxedo, looking furious.

"Although I don't know who you are, I hope you don't talk nonsense."

There was a warning light in Proseus' eyes.

"Or, in fact, you don't want to admit that you are the mastermind of all this?"

Ignoring Prince McKee, the man in black dropped another heavyweight bomb.

"Mars!"

With the sound of Proseus's voice, seventeen ghostly figures appeared. They wore bronze masks and the same black robes as the uninvited guests, with a golden skull wrapped around snakes embroidered on them. Some of the vampires present recognized It turns out that this is the Praetorian Guard of Proseus.

The 17 people quickly stood in a hexagonal shape, one of them attacked the man in black, and green lights shone under the feet of the remaining [-] people.

The spiritual power levels of these sixteen people are all Dukes!

The pattern of the magic circle quickly emerged on the ground, and the fluorescent green light flowed continuously, covering the whole hall in a dense atmosphere. The ghostly green shone like the eyes of a wolf, making people feel chills all over.Many blood nobles stared wide-eyed.

Blatant killing!How unscrupulous Proseus is!

The figure in the middle exuded a powerful coercion, and purple light enveloped his whole body.He is the Grand Duke of Mars, captain of the Proseus Praetorian Guard.

The man in black stretched out his left hand disapprovingly, and gently spread his five fingers.The moment no one had time to react, Mars had already flew into the distance like a kite with a broken string, creating a violent air wave, and some blood races were also affected by the air wave, almost falling to the ground.The sixteen people seemed to be swept by the vortex, the black clothes flew up, and the light of the hexagonal magic circle under their feet went out in an instant.Not only that, even the crystal lamp above the head was extinguished, and the whole manor fell into darkness again.

There is no light!

Proseus was terrified in his heart. The blood nobles would emit light when they used their spiritual power, and the color of the light depends on your spiritual power level.The prince is blue light, the grand duke is purple, the duke is green, the marquis is blue, etc... and there is no light on this person!The sudden disappearance of the soaring spiritual power in Mars's body could never be an accident. It must be the man in black who forcibly stopped his spiritual power from running, and if he wanted to stop the other party's spiritual power, he needed to run his own spiritual power. How could there be no light!

Civilians have no light, but how can civilians beat Mars? !How could it be possible to forcibly terminate the magic circle? !Once the magic circle starts to run, the spiritual power needed to stop it is more than three times that of running the magic circle.

The spiritual power of sixteen dukes and one grand duke is actually not as good as that of him alone!

If Proseus was in the position of the man in black, he wouldn't be sure of winning, but the man in black managed to get rid of the crisis easily, just opened his left hand...just opened his left hand!

Symbolizes the devil and the fallen left hand!

His right hand is still hidden in the black clothes.

"Can you listen to me now, His Royal Highness Prince Proseus?"

The man in black moved his fingers, and countless jack-o-lanterns lit up, creating a gloomy atmosphere in the entire hall.

Proseus said nothing, just stared at the silver mask coldly.

"Prince McKee attacked Her Royal Highness Rose for the first time on the afternoon of September 9, and sent the 'Hydra' Cole. Her Royal Highness Rose fought with Cole for a long time, but Cole was killed by her, and she finally died because of her spiritual power. A large number of people were lost and passed out on the ground, more than a dozen of them were injured by Cole's spiritual weapon 'Santu'."

Countless gasping voices.

Cole, nicknamed "Hydra", is one of the top killers in the Le Senbai family.No one who was targeted by Cole survived, and the Rose Duke survived the catastrophe!Is she really just a duke? !

Although the Duke is famous for her incomparable beauty and genius-like command ability in war, she won many battles for the Vanjo family as the youngest commander in the first millennium jihad, but her own spiritual power level is higher than that of the Vanjo family. Not well-known.As an aristocrat, there are many blood clans with higher spiritual power than her, and most of them are princes guarding one side.In comparison, she was just a little duke, who actually escaped the pursuit of the hydra "Kole" who even the prince couldn't save himself? !And Cole was killed by her? !

All of a sudden there were whispers everywhere in the hall.

"Hydra Cole?!"

"His Royal Highness Rose killed Cole?!"

"McGee blatantly broke the 'Emerald City Agreement'?!"

"Where is it blatantly, Cole is a master assassin!"

Emerald City Agreement, at the end of the first Millennium Jihad, the truce agreement signed by Kamarilla, Sabat and neutral parties in Emerald City, the holy land of blood clans. Civilians and vampires may deliberately provoke wars, etc.If you violate the Emerald City Agreement, you will be tried by the Supreme Court of the Blood Race.

"What evidence is there?"

"Is the blood of Her Majesty Qiangwei left on Cole's spirit weapon considered evidence?"

Gently raised his hidden right hand, Cole's spiritual weapon "Three Ways" emerged from the void, with blood stains on the iron-gray chain.The fingers in the deerskin gloves moved, "Santu" floated towards the Duke, stopped in front of the Duke, and then both the Duke's body and "Santu" began to glow with silver light.

The Duke remained silent, sipping the red wine in his glass by himself.

Blood resonance.

The same blood, when separated and reunited, will emit the unique light of the master's spiritual power.

The scene has been completely out of control, and everyone is whispering.

All the blood nobles present knew Cole and his spiritual weapon "Three Ways".Cole has always been the hound of the two brothers, Prince McGee and Prince Alston. Countless nobles were assassinated by Cole in the first millennium holy war, so the chain "three ways" has become synonymous with death in the hearts of countless blood nobles.

The chain slowly floated back to the man in black, and then disappeared into the void.

How did he do it? !Cole's spiritual weapon actually obeyed his instructions!

The spirit weapon of the blood race is not just an ordinary weapon. Only its owner can use a complete and undamaged spirit weapon, and it will only resonate with the owner's spiritual power to attack or defend. The "Santu" is intact, and it stands to reason that it will only obey Cole's orders. Cole is dead, and no one should be able to control the "Santu". Touching it may cause backlash, but the man in black can make a spiritual weapon that does not belong to him work for him!

The duke's heart was full of turmoil, but he remained calm on the surface.She drank a glass of red wine and changed it to another glass.

He even knew the details of how he was attacked!Who is he? !

That day, after finally struggling to kill Cole, her consciousness sank completely into darkness.Cole is different from her in that she is good at using magic circles, while Cole is only purely physical attack, which belongs to the most primitive and simple but most effective fighting method.She knew that she was far inferior to Cole in terms of speed and strength, but her spiritual power level was higher than him, so she could only draw one magic circle after another to consume his power, but at the same time, she also lost a lot of her spiritual power.To make matters worse, the loss of spiritual power brought about a side effect of slowing down, and several times she failed to escape Cole's attack and was cut by the spiritual power attached to his spiritual weapon.

This can also explain why the Duke Leng Xing saw that day was unconscious in the wilderness, with wounds everywhere on his body.Her intuition was right, those wounds were not from sharp weapons, but from the spiritual power of the vampires.

But the duke would naturally not explain.

But Leng Xing only saw her unconscious on the ground, but there was no trace of the dead Cole.

Sure enough, sure enough, it must have been done by the man in black.

It was he who took away Cole's body, and he also took away the "three ways" that took countless lives.

Everything made sense, otherwise Leng Xing would definitely call the police when he saw the corpse on the ground.Then, the difference of Cole as a vampire will be discovered by humans, triggering a wave of news.

But, nothing.

It is so, it is so.

The weather has been very bad these days.

There is thick fog everywhere, and when you look around, all you see is a vast expanse of whiteness, even things that are close at hand are completely covered and you can't see clearly.Leng Xing tried hard to see the scene under his feet, but kept coughing.

She really didn't want to fall again.

It took nearly a month for the adverse effects of the accident on November to be completely eliminated, but this was only physical, not psychological.Leng Xing walks carefully now, and will never play mobile phones while walking again, and even seldom runs on the road, even at noon in broad daylight, she is still cautious, one step at a time.

The air quality in City J is as bad as ever, but this club has already broken the worst record and is heading towards the PM2.5 explosion.Leng Xing is afraid to go out without wearing a mask now, even indoors, so the big mouth monkey mask has become one of her symbols.

The heavy fog also caused a lot of confusion. Cars on the road dare not drive fast, and people walk more cautiously.At the same time, due to the serious impact of smog, more people became sick.

Every day, everywhere, every hour, there are coughing people all around, with varying timbres, but unmistakably painful.As one of them, Leng Xing naturally felt uncomfortable.She wanted to find someone to confide in her pain, so—

Why has it been a day, and the Duke hasn't replied to the text message yet?

On the conversation displayed as "Month", the last date is 2013-10-300:30.

The content is: "I'm going crazy, how can the monitor be so irresponsible, leave all the statistics to me!"

The duke didn't reply.

Maybe it's because he's been very busy recently, Leng Xing thought, walking slowly into the teaching building.The smog has become so severe that people can't even see trees a few meters away.

When Proseus was speechless and didn't know how to refute, the man in black continued to say in a flat voice: "The second attack was on the night of the same day. This decision was made by Prince McGee's coercion of the Elders of the Le Senbai family. The executor is—Prince Auston."

Nothing seemed to be able to stop the situation from continuing to spiral out of control.

Prince Auston, the younger brother of Prince McKee, the youngest and most promising prince recognized by the Le Senbai family, a handsome nobleman with limitless spiritual power and magical talent.

Compared with his irritable and irritable elder brother, Prince Auston is extremely calm in dealing with affairs, good at layout and outstanding in strategy. He is the think tank of the Le Senbai family and the brain of the entire Presbyterian Church.

He has red hair and red pupils, and has an evil smile. Just like the Duke has countless admirers, he is also the dream lover of many blood clan women.

Prince Auston VS Duke Rose?

It was over, and the duke must be in trouble.

The Duke is good at using magic circles, and Auston is also good at this, and even better than the Duke.Besides, he is a prince, and his spiritual power is much higher than that of the duke.

Then why is the Duke still standing here, wearing a snow-white evening dress, holding a glass of red wine expressionlessly and drinking one glass after another, seemingly without any abnormalities?

"After a battle, Prince Auston disappeared, and Her Royal Highness Rose was seriously injured. A few days later, Prince McKee led ten blood nobles to Her Highness Rose's mansion to ask her for an explanation for Prince Auston's disappearance. "

Proseus' face became more and more ugly. If possible, he would have already torn the man in black to pieces.

How dare you ruin this engagement ceremony like this!Where is his face? !

But wouldn't McKee say something in rebuttal?He knew very well that McGee was very irritable, no matter what the man in black said was true or false, he would definitely refute loudly.

Unexpectedly, McGee disappeared after saying the phrase "you're talking nonsense".

This time Proseus did it himself.

"The people who come to my mansion are all distinguished guests, but you deliberately sabotaged my daughter's engagement ceremony, obstructed her happiness, and trampled on my face. I cannot tolerate it."

The cyan light lit up and rushed straight at the man in black like lightning. However, the man in black did not resist, but moved instantly, stopped firmly beside the Duke, and then disappeared into the void holding the Duke's arm.

The male protagonist of this engagement ceremony disappeared inexplicably, and the female protagonist was taken away, which was completely ruined.

Proseus's blue eyes were burning with anger, and he suppressed his anger and said to his subordinates: "Go and find out who he is."

The masked figure like Mars nodded and disappeared.

It's actually... Fort Shura!

When the Duke and the man in black appeared again, the Duke's eyes widened in surprise!

Why bring her back here?

Who is it, who knows everything clearly!

Externally, she kept the matter tightly sealed.After the story of being injured and temporarily missing by Oston spread that day, she only said that it was an accident, which was caused by not eating in time and going crazy.

The vampires will experience symptoms of thirst for blood, just like humans will be hungry and need to eat.

If the blood cannot be replenished in time, the lack of blood will lead to frenzy caused by out-of-control spiritual power, and even life-threatening in severe cases. This is why the loss of blood has a greater impact on the blood clan than the loss of spiritual power.

Just as the Duke's brain was racing, the man in black just looked at her and said, "Don't trust Proseus."

"what?!"

"Don't believe it, Proseus." He deliberately put the emphasis on the word believe, "I can only say so much."

Then he disappeared as if he had disappeared into the hall of Proseus Manor.

Everything is gone without a trace.

Who...rescued me?

The thick fog seemed to cover everything up, spreading unscrupulously.

The author has something to say:

I would like to dedicate this chapter to my favorite Athena, wish her a happy birthday

Whether everything that has been believed is a lie in the end-this indicates betrayal.One can imagine how angry the Duke would be when she found out that she had been betrayed.

Smog implies everything that conceals the truth.

I was about to be bitten to death by mosquitoes. Within two hours of changing the article, I had killed four mosquitos! ! !Does anyone know of a good way to get around them?I'm really tired and don't love it!

chapter9 Zombie Attack (Part [-])

It's not the mountains that make people collapse, but the little gravel in the shoes.

--idiom

With the approach of the department exam, the English teacher also came to join in the fun.

Leng Xing really didn't understand what kind of talent it was that allowed the English teacher to... annoy everyone so quickly and precisely.From the first class of the term, she encouraged her classmates to speak with a smile on her face and asked her suggestions and questions, but quickly and firmly interrupted the other party's words shortly after the classmate spoke, and showed a look of "you talk too much" , to always assign some tasks that are obviously not easy to complete, but self-consciously say "I believe this is just a piece of cake for class 1, right?" The vague smile made everyone doubt her true intentions when she said these words. Leng Xing really couldn't find a teacher who was more difficult, troublesome and troublesome than the English teacher.Maybe her smile and words are kind, but for some reason, Leng Xing always feels that there is a taste of irony hidden in it.Could it be that she has a dark mind?No way, she rarely speculates maliciously on others like this, although all her speculations about "maliciousness" are surprisingly accurate.

For example, in the last English class one week before the system solution test, the English teacher conducted a classroom test.Although she didn't take dictation like other teachers before, or pester her like a junior high school teacher, there is no doubt that the difficulty of this test is quite high. Even after Leng Xing passed the final exam, she also persisted. The point, that is, this quiz is more difficult than the final exam.Just at the last moment when the test was about to end, the amiable English teacher walked up to Leng Xing slowly, and said softly and softly, "I believe this is easy for you, right? Just a piece of cake."

"No... Teacher... I don't think it's easy at all..." Leng Xing gritted her teeth and replied, she was writing profusely with sweat, and her spirit almost collapsed.In fact, English has always been her weak point. Although she has communicated a lot with foreigners since she was a child, and her listening and speaking skills are quite good, she always confuses grammar or accidentally remembers wrong words.Although her memory is so excellent that she can memorize several history books, she is still helpless with English, and only her face is full of bitterness and hatred.In the end, she could only mutter to herself, trying to comfort herself: "I am Chinese, and poor English is a sign of patriotism..."

In fact, she didn't want to find such a stupid excuse, she was really helpless in her heart.

"I don't think so." However, just when she felt that she was going to die and was on the verge of collapse, the English teacher gave such a reply, with a smile full of meaning.Leng Xing really didn't know whether this smile was ironic or encouraging, "You are very good..." Leng Xing's scroll was blank on one-third of it.

"..." Leng Xing was speechless.She didn't want to answer and didn't know how to answer. She was writing almost crazily, her right hand felt numb, and her left hand was clenched into a fist.

Later, when Leng Xing