The vicious supporting actress has been cleansed again

In order to prevent the new dimension from being destroyed, in order to maintain world peace, and implement love and true evil, how can a cute and charming villain let the heroine die in front of him.

In that case, the task will directly fail and be archived and restarted!

Huarong had a strong desire to survive, so she grabbed Monet's shirt with lightning speed and shook her head quickly: "No, Cecilia will definitely be very sad if she dies."

The girl's face was pale, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, like a butterfly with broken wings, she looked fragile and beautiful.

Thin white fingers are tugging at the hem of the shirt, tangled and unwilling, like a young girl who is deeply troubled by love, trapped by love.

Monet's eyes softened, and he felt that his heart that had been cold and hard suddenly softened a lot.

Compared with the long years of vampires, Huarong is just a 20-year-old human cub. If she is a vampire, she is just a baby who needs to be protected and grow up.

Unable to tell whether it was caused by strong fatherly love, or other inexplicable emotions, Monet lowered his eyes, let Huarong pull his shirt vigorously, and stretched out his hand to rub the top of his soft hair.

"Then what does Huahua want to do?"

Monet hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Although they are soul mates, there are also a few vampires in the clan who choose other partners as their partners."

Cynthia opened her eyes wide in surprise, moved her lips, and didn't dare to speak.

What Monet didn't finish is that these vampires can choose other partners by virtue of their own persistence, but they are far away from the destined partners who appear, most of them die in depression or their temperament changes drastically.

Cynthia has a noble status. Although she has a delicate personality, she used to be a ruthless character in the clan.

Unfortunately, she has always been in the job of punishment. I don’t know how many vampires who violated the rules have been whipped by the whip trainer who represents punishment. This is an example of a vampire retaliation for being abandoned because his lover suddenly met his destined partner.

The proud vampire who exists in the world with beauty and immortality, once contaminated with the poison of his partner, will be tossed in darkness and torture, and it is impossible to escape this disaster.

Cecilia was born to be the best, most beautiful, most inaccessible vampire of the Winster family.

There are many vampires in the clan who are obsessed with Cecilia and are even willing to be her servants. Cynthia is naturally one of them. Everyone wants to have the slightest relationship with the vampire who will be in charge of the clan in the future, even if it is ambiguous.

But Cecilia was uncharacteristically not interested in family affairs at all. Instead, she had been sleeping in this lonely castle until she woke up suddenly 18 years ago and picked up a human cub.

That human cub, who was cursed and scolded by thousands of vampires, stumbled into his current appearance after being taught by vampires. He was exquisite, pure, and sincerely in love with the vampire who raised him.

Who doesn't love Cecilia?

Cynthia sighed secretly, looking at the weak human being in front of her, she wanted to say something, but she was speechless when she saw Hua Rong's actions.

Hey!

Bastard human being, you just want to take advantage of our Patriarch, right? Stop it, you bastard!The collar of the shirt was pulled so that the shoulders were exposed!

Is Lord Winster's white and tender shoulders something that lowly humans like you can appreciate? !

She bet with Ah Luo that she couldn't see the beautiful scenery for thousands of years, how could you, a pretending human being, see it so easily!

With the dignity of a vampire on the line, Cynthia can guarantee that this little bastard, Huarong, will definitely not let go on purpose. Humans really can't believe it!

insidious!cunning!vicious!Not a word of truth came out of his mouth!

At this time, the sinister, cunning and vicious sickly girl is holding Monet's white shirt with her fingers, and she is about to find out three rooms and one living room.

"I hate her."

She lowered her head, her long hair slipped from both sides, covering up the expression on her face. From Monet's perspective, she could only see her stubbornly pursed mouth and long trembling eyelashes.

Why is she so cute? Even when she says bad things, she speaks in a low voice, cowardly and cowardly.

Monet bent down and held Huarong's hand, only to prevent the accident of his bare shoulders, his voice implied coaxing and pampering.

"What does Huahua want? As long as you say it, I can kill her."

The words were casual and relaxed, making Hua Rong choke.

Young man, you are so cruel, you have never changed from the past, killing someone is as easy as cutting a piece of pork in your mouth.

Huarong tried her best to maintain the sadness on her face, licked her lips, and said reluctantly: "I don't want to see her, can I let her move out of the castle?"

"This is my home, Cecilia and I's home, I don't want other humans to live in."

Huarong picks at her clothes nervously, with a very stubborn face, showing a green tea girl who pretends to find reasons to drive her rival away very vividly.

[Host, please pay attention to your character design. You are a vicious female supporting role, not a master of tea art. If you are too out of character design in the game, points will be deducted. ]

The breeze gently lifted the white gauze by the window, and the girl with her head bowed slowly raised her head, a complex expression of resentment, jealousy, and desire was strangely displayed on her delicate and small face.

She looked into Monet's eyes, the corners of her lips were bent into flowers blooming in spring, but the dark eyeballs had an astonishing texture, and the undisguised viciousness could be seen clearly from the eyes.

The girl's voice was soft and sweet, like a sweet bonbon that exploded in sweetness. When you bite your teeth down, you will feel the sweetness that makes your throat choke.

"Even if you want to destroy her, you can't be in the castle."

After Huarong finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, grabbed Monet's neckline and pulled it down, raised her head from the bottom up to face the beautiful boy, and the astonishing sweetness overflowed.

"You must not touch the prey I fancy, dear Lord Winster."

Monet quietly looked at this girl who seamlessly transformed from darkness to cuteness in a second, rarely knowing what to say, a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

"Follow, whatever you want."

Cynthia who was on the sidelines was stunned. She saw the Patriarch blushing in her lifetime?

After a thrilling face-changing performance, Huarong finally snatched Lilian's dog's life from Monet's hands, and went to see Cecilia who was still sleeping.

The wooden pieces and sawdust in the room have been cleared away, and a large space was vacated. Aro placed a dark red wooden table with a white vase on it, and the bright red roses were squeezed together. , blending into the room.

Huarong changed into a large white shirt, which was given to Cecilia on one of the most prosperous nights, no, it should be said that Huarong asked for it herself.

Because she volunteered to show off her amorous feelings, she only wore this shirt, threw herself into the arms of the vampire, and asked the vampire to help her take it off with a smile.

There was only the sound of a human breathing in the room, and Ah Luo had already retreated outside the room.

Huarong turned on a light, squinted her eyes and walked to the bedside, looking indifferently at the frowning vampire with her eyes closed.

After 2 minutes, she began to lift the quilt, and then lay down beside Cecilia, clinging to Cecilia's body tightly, wrapping her left hand around Cecilia's waist, closing her eyes happily and smiling.

"Today's Cecilia-sama tastes like a cherry?"

"But I also like adults very much. I feel that adults also like Huarong. Why did you put Lilian among us?"

Huarong was a little puzzled. Cecilia didn't seem to be obsessed with Lilian who suddenly appeared, and even took people into the castle with a negligent attitude. She slept with her more times than she talked with Lilian in a week.

And, what exactly is hidden in the library?

Huarong opened her eyes and looked at the vampire's perfect side face. She did not forget that the reason Cecilia was angry at first was not because she threatened Lilian, but because Lilian took something from the library.

What is it that will make Cecilia lose her mind?

Huarong was puzzled, and planned to go to the confinement room to meet Lilian and ask for the things.

Just when she retracted her arms and straightened her waist to get out of bed, she heard the broken whispers of the vampire who had been sleeping quietly.

"No, mate, it's not..."

Huarong was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it, she simply didn't leave, and lay directly on Cecilia's chest, propping her chin with one hand, stroking the other's face with the other, softly coaxing.

"Cersi, what isn't it?"

Cecilia was obviously trapped in a dream and couldn't break free. She didn't wake up after hearing Huarong's words, but she just talked nonsense in her sleep.

"Don't go."

Huarong scratched the other person's face with her finger, kissed the full red lips, licked it, and coaxed Cecilia in a more gentle tone: "I'm not leaving, baby, tell me what kind of nightmare it is, okay?" ?”

"Partner, it's gone, she's gone..."

Cecilia's words were very confusing, Huarong could barely hear a few words, and after thinking about it, she comforted the other party more gently, her fingers kept stroking the skin behind the ears, and she looked at the fragile vampire with lingering eyes, He said softly: "Don't be afraid, your partner is still here, her name is Lilian, she is a beauty with blond hair and blue eyes, remember?"

Cecilia seemed to be calmed down by appeasement, and she followed Huarong in a daze.

"Lilian, golden hair..."

"Yes, her name is Lilian. She is your partner. You have to be careful. Don't let anyone bully her. Anyone who bullies her will die."

Cecilia muttered to herself repeatedly, as if caught in a certain emotion.

Huarong watched her calm down and fell asleep again, with a fulfilled smile on her face.

"That way, there will be no accidents."

She left the room briskly, unaware that the sleeping vampire was gradually falling into a nightmare again, and she kept saying "no, no" in her sleep, repeating it several times before she calmed down.

What it is not, who can know but the red rose?

[I didn't expect it to be so long, the confinement room in the castle is still there. ]

Huarong walked down the stairs under the dim light, with a light golden key wrapped around her index finger, circling back and forth, before she accidentally took it off and fell on the steps, making a crisp sound .

[Host, you seem to miss this place very much? ]

Huarong bent down and squatted on the steps to pick up the key, the candles on the wall kept dancing, and the slender figure was reflected on the wall, slim and moving.

[Of course I remember, come on, I used to be a regular visitor to the confinement room, okay, I still remember that there was a cage inside. ]

Time has changed, data has been replaced, the cage is still there, but the people have changed.

Lilian was sitting in the corner, and heard the sound of the key opening the door. She looked up and saw that young, fresh girl with a bright smile, holding the key, standing outside the door and looking at herself.

Her neck was still blue and purple, even if she put on a loose jacket with a stand-up collar, it couldn't cover all the marks, which shows how much effort Cecilia used at that time.

Huarong raised her eyebrows, and said to the huntress inside, "Hey, it looks like you're not doing too badly?"

The confinement room is still the same confinement room, with thin beds, simple furnishings, and a huge golden iron cage that is very eye-catching in the corner. There is a lock on it and it has not been opened.

It seems that after someone leaves, no one can live in it anymore.

Lilian looked a little haggard, her normally brilliant golden hair seemed to have become a lot duller, her wrist was wrapped in a thick bandage, and a simple splint was added.

Huarong guessed that she made it herself, and Ah Luo gave the medicine, but a vampire who protects the shortcoming will not help a human being who is on the opposite side, not to mention that Cecilia lost control to a large extent because of Lilian.

Ah Luo is a very protective old vampire.

"What are you here for?"

Lilian leaned against the cold wall, sitting casually, looking at the girl in front of her with complicated eyes.

She is so weird, she can't figure it out, and she can't figure out what she will do next.

Huarong took a few steps forward, looking at this woman who had become a prisoner with great interest.

Even in such a desolate situation, she is not like a prisoner. She can glimpse amazing beauty in the dark corners. It is not the beauty of the surface, but a kind of beauty that comes from the heart and is very low. Tough wild plants, no matter how bad the situation is, they can face it calmly.

The Hunter Guild doesn't seem to be so useless, the beauties it cultivates are just different.

It's just that your fearless appearance will make it a little difficult for me, baby.

Huarong lowered her eyes, took out a silver-white bottle from her pocket, shook it casually in her hand, and said in a casual tone, "Aren't you wondering why I always target you? Dear Miss Vampire Hunter?"

The word vampire hunter made Lilian's eyes widen, and her attitude was no longer as calm as before.

What Huarong was holding was the guild's holy water, a potion that would make a vampire weak after taking it.

"I'm surprised. It was given to me by Lord Winster. He said that I can do whatever I want."

She suddenly smiled charmingly, her voice was ambiguously elongated for two seconds, soft and suggestive, those who didn't know it thought she was going to do something indescribable to Lilian.

Obviously, Lilian foolishly believed it.

The cold white skin unique to Caucasian women was suddenly stained with two blushes. Lilian's eyes dodged, as if she was very bad at dealing with straight balls like Huarong.

"This is useless for humans."

Huarong blinked, huh?Why are you blushing?

The cork was removed, and clear holy water flowed out from the mouth of the bottle, and the girl poured it on Lilian's body willfully and arrogantly. The other party was so surprised that she even forgot to avoid this rude behavior.

Cold and wet, Lilian looked at her embarrassed appearance helplessly, angry and ashamed.

She is obviously such a weak and harmless girl, but when she looks at her with a bright smile, she always feels very dangerous.

Lilian shrunk subconsciously to the corner of the wall, covering her chest with her hands, and her wet clothes stuck to her body. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, it couldn't compare to the sense of threat that Huarong brought her now.

"Is your happiness based on the self-esteem of others?"

Huarong tilted her head, threw the bottle on the ground casually, and rolled to the edge of the wall, shaking several times before stopping.

"Did I do something wrong? I just want to keep what I like. Just like Lilian, it's like making a deal with me for the person I like. There is no difference between the two of us, who is noble and who is cheap."

"You said, if I kill you here, everything can go on smoothly, right?"

Huarong smiled brightly, and took out a gun from inside the thin coat with her right hand. The whole body was in a pure black shape, with thorns and red roses wrapped around it. The girl held it in her hand, and then pressed it against Lilian's forehead.

"Bloody thorns."

Lilian looked at the weapon that should belong to her, and for the first time truly felt that she had come to a complete defeat and an invincible situation.

These two things were suppressed by the other party when they met Cecilia, but now they are in Huarong's hands.

The cold muzzle of the gun seemed to still have the warmth of a human body. Lilian opened her eyes wide and looked at the fearless girl, and said softly, "She won't let me die, girl."

This she, of course, refers to Cecilia.

Even at this time, can you still maintain a basic calmness to negotiate conditions with yourself?

Huarong was not interested, she pressed down on the hammer with her thumb, and the sound of the bullet being loaded was very clear in the silent confinement room, as if it was dancing slowly on the heart.

"Sorry, maybe she can't take care of you now, let's play a game, Lilian, now I am the hunter, and you are the prey. There are six bullets in the bloody thorn, and I threw them away Five coins, we'll bet on the news and freedom you want most."

"I fired it five times. If there are no bullets fired five times, you win. I will tell you about the news as promised. You can also leave here and live in a store in the town."

Lilian licked her dry lips, and frowned at the condescending girl. She was like a dark god who played with people's hearts, and she was about to play with her life with just a few words.

Lilian didn't like this feeling. She was suppressed and had no choice at all.

"Why should I bet on this with you? You can kill me directly."

A one-sixth chance of survival is the same as fighting for life under the hands of the god of death.

After all, Lilian was a woman who came out of the Hunter's Guild. After panicking, she slowly regained her senses. Even with something on her head that could end her life at any time, she could still reason with Huarong.

That's smart, and even that's fun.

Huarong's face was so ruddy that she seemed a bit crazy, her lips parted, and she spit out scary words.

"Because I'm the one who loves Cecilia the most, and it would make me look like I have no sense of existence if I solve you easily. For a beauty like you, a tragic death is the most beautiful scenery."

"Besides, you have no bargaining chip, Lilian."

After Huarong finished speaking, she pulled the trigger, and it exploded in Lilian's ear with a "bang", it was empty.

"Ara, what a pity it didn't pop up."

Huarong pouted, then continued to overwhelm the hammer with a bright smile.

"So, what about the next one?"

She moved very quickly, without any hesitation, and fired three times in quick succession, each time was empty, this result made Huarong not very happy.

The speed of loading the bullet was very slow, there seemed to be a slight friction sound in the silent confinement room, Huarong's hand was very steady, she laughed, her eyes and eyebrows were all cheerful.

"It seems to be this one, Miss Lilian."

In just a few minutes, Lilian had changed from being calm at the beginning to sweating coldly. She was pale at the beginning, beads of sweat rolled down her temples, and her eyelashes kept trembling.

The feeling of being pressed against the temple with a bloody thorn is so uncomfortable, you don't even know when the upper hand will press the trigger of death.

No one can calmly accept this one-sixth survival game.

Huarong is like a god of death holding the candle of life, she does whatever she wants, but she is unpredictable, and she acts according to her own preferences and mood.

Lilian had even begun to suspect that Hua Rong took the initiative to stand up and admit that the act of threatening her was also a conspiracy.

She is so unlike a normal human girl.

No normal human girl would put human life in the slightest regards like her, nor would she fall in love with an evil vampire purely like a moth to a flame.

"If you were given a chance to do it all over again, would you still choose a vampire?"

Regardless of the threats on her head, Lilian insisted on looking at the smiling girl who was about to pull the trigger, wanting an answer.

Will you choose a vampire?

However, the right to choose is never in your hands.

You and I are just flags on other people's chessboard, but you don't know anything, and I do whatever I want, frantically exploring on the verge of collapse at any time.

The corners of her lips are raised in a beautiful face, and her well-built eyebrows are so beautifully curved, like willow leaves in spring, her tone is so flat that she doesn't seem to be talking about her own affairs.

"You're mistaken. I didn't choose the vampire, but Cecilia chose me."

The index finger pulled the trigger, the bullet pierced the air and made a loud bang, and the woman with blond hair and blue eyes fell limply in the corner, her hair was disheveled, and she was very embarrassed.

A small hole was pierced in the wall by a bullet flying at high speed, the wall skin was cracked, and the white paint rustled down.

"It's boring, hey, why don't you cry?"

Huarong curled her lips, and threw the bloody thorn on Lilian's body as soon as she raised her hand. The recoil of this thing was quite strong, and her hands were numb from the shock.

"You won, pack your things and leave here."

Lilian hadn't recovered from the fright on the verge of death, and was hit by a bloody thorn, she just stared blankly at the lost and recovered weapon, and said to herself: "Why?"

Huarong put her hands behind her back and whistled a few times, with a look of disgust on her face.

"Because I'm a villain, I like to see beautiful women crying, and I'm happy when I see it, but you are so boring, I am too lazy to play with you."

Lilian suddenly lost all anger in her heart, mainly because she didn't know where to get angry, and if she got angry, the girl in front of her would do something unbelievable.

She put the bloody thorns aside, leaned on the wall and stood up, with a firm expression, but she had the smell of a tough beauty.

"I'll go, and you said you'd tell me about him."

"At this juncture, I still miss my lover. It seems that you have a good relationship."

Fingers picked up a strand of hair and fiddled with it back and forth, Huarong rolled her eyes and said, "Where is the thing I want?"

"I don't trust you. If you tell me about him, I will give you something." Lilian was not fooled this time, her mouth was as tight as a clam.

"Okay, alright, Ah Luo just told me that the hunter was called Chester, and he just injured an arm, so he couldn't die."

Hearing the familiar name, Lilian's heart that had been hanging halfway down, then hung high again, and couldn't help but blame Huarong.

"How serious is the injury to your arm? Are you not serious about inquiring about the news?"

Hua Rong was instantly upset, and stretched out a palm.

"You are so annoying, anyway, that's all I know, what about things?"

Lilian swallowed her anger and said in a bad tone, "It's under the flower pot at the door of your room."

A few days ago, when A Luo was not in the castle, he sneaked into the library secretly. Lilian opened a secret compartment in a certain corner of the library, and took out the things she accidentally found.

She shouldn't know the secrets of this castle, but because she was locked in the library by Cecilia, her movements were restricted, so she could only wait for the vampires to feed her every day, or within the range of the chains. Browse books.

Maybe it's because it's too vampire-like to restrict personal freedom without reading some books to relieve boredom. The range of books that Lilian can touch is relatively large.

It's just that being imprisoned like a trapped animal in a world without freedom every day, no matter how good-tempered and patient people are, they will gradually lose their minds.

When Lilian got emotional, she casually threw the books in her hand around to vent her dissatisfaction and anger. This is when the secret compartment was discovered.

The heavy tome fell to a place in the corner, and after Lilian saw it clearly, she saw a hidden compartment suddenly appear, with a thick stack of papers inside.

The dense love stories and strange portraits do not belong to any person or vampire in this castle. The only thing that can be identified is that these things are all from the hands of Cecilia.

Her name is written on every sheet and page, and the dark grid is made of special anti-corrosion and moisture-proof material. There is still dust on the paper, and the slightly yellowed edges indicate that these papers have been kept for a long time.

Perhaps in the long period of time that is too long to remember, this castle has also had traces of other people, and it is also regarded as the most beloved treasure by the owner of the castle.

So after knowing that she couldn't leave the castle easily, Lilian took the risk of using this matter as a bargaining chip to make a deal with Huarong, because she knew that this young human girl didn't like herself, and every minute and every second Wish I could leave.

"Okay, I get it. Get out of here before dark, otherwise I can't guarantee that you can get out alive." Huarong's words interrupted Lilian's memory, and the girl who was wounded and came here to scare others felt self-conscious. It ended perfectly, deliberately put on a cold and arrogant face, turned around and walked outside.

[Oye, after she leaves, this is my world, and we can speed up the progress of the mission 996. ]

[But the host, why did you lie to her?There is obviously another one inside the bloody thorn...]

[This is a test, a test, if you want to be my opponent, you can't be a beauty with an empty appearance. ] Huarong interrupted the words of the system with a triumphant tone and a hint of anticipation.

[I'm really looking forward to it, will Miss Hunter, who was lucky enough to survive, like the gift I gave her? ]

The system replied with a hmm, like a dog-licking robot.

Anyway, its host's brain circuit is very strange, and when you don't understand it, just lick it and you're done.

The young girl walked like the wind, was as cold as the moon, came aggressively, and left aggressively, leaving only Lilian looking at the leaving figure, hesitating to speak.

In this dark and treacherous castle of vampires, is it good to have such living beings frolicking around?still not good?

The sun is shining brightly through the stained glass, but it cannot shine in. It just clings to the complicated patterns, and I am very unwilling.

The woman with blue eyes was carrying a simple suitcase and staggered down the mountain. No one sent her away, and no one kept her.

The autumn wind is blowing, the tall fir trees shed many yellow leaves, and there are many fruits under the layers of bedding. Occasionally, bold small animals appear in the forest to look for food.

"You let her go like this?"

Cynthia crossed her legs, leaned against the fir tree trunk, and frowned as she looked at the dog squatting under the tree.

Human beings are human beings, and it's easy to be deceived by the flood of sympathy. What I have taught Huarong for so many years is in vain.

A small stone was slammed on the fallen leaves, and the little squirrel was frightened and ran away in an instant, without even seeing the shadow of its tail.

Huarong stood up in frustration, looked up at the vampire sitting on the tree, very helpless: "I managed to squat down on the little squirrel, and I want to touch its tail."

Cynthia remained indifferent, jumped down to the ground, then suddenly grabbed Huarong's waist and teleported to sit on the high fir tree trunk.

It was just after noon, and the sun was dazzling and dazzling. Even if it was covered by lush leaves, it was inevitable that the sun would leak out.

Huarong skillfully assisted the trunk, then turned to look at Cynthia, and was a little surprised to find that even when the sun was shining on her, she didn't seem to be uncomfortable.

"Hey, isn't it true that vampires can't shine in the sun? If you stay in the sun like this, nothing will happen suddenly."

Cynthia paused as she closed her eyes to bask in the sun, opened her red eyes, and looked at the person who said those words speechlessly.

"Have you watched too many movies? I think Ah Luo has taught you so many books for nothing. We just don't like the sun, it's not that we can't take it, at most it's a little uncomfortable."

If you feel a little uncomfortable, you still have to keep shining in the sun. Isn’t this looking for abuse?

Hua Rong was thoughtful.

"You want to get rid of the mold, right? It's not good for your health to stay in a dark place all the time."

What she said was well-founded, and her attitude was very sincere, but Cynthia just wanted to hit someone after seeing it.

"Do you believe I'm going to push you off the tree right now?"

Huarong nodded obediently, and put her long hair blown away by the wind behind her ears, her tone soft.

"I believe it, didn't you push me down the stairs last time?"

Cynthia was speechless, with a faint sense of shame in her heart.

Before, she had regarded Hua Rong as her greatest love rival in pursuit of Cecilia, but she never thought that one day she would sit and chat with her peacefully.

This is indeed a bit outrageous.

"That's because you can't speak well, and you dare to mislead me in other directions." Cynthia glanced at Huarong from the corner of her eye, and the more she thought about it, the more disgusting this human bastard was!

If Huarong hadn't always lied in front of her that time, how was she with Cecilia-sama today, and what happened with Cecilia-sama yesterday, how could she come out of Cecilia's room just because she saw her At that moment, he couldn't control his emotions and moved his hand, almost pushing Huarong to the bottom of the stairs.

To be honest, she didn't want to put people to death. Otherwise, with the strength of the vampire, Hua Rong would have fallen down the stairs and turned into a puddle of mud.

The hateful human beings know how to lie, and secretly sued Ah Luo.

Liar!

Huarong shook her feet and replied very cheekily: "I didn't lie to you, at least I said that I'm good in bed, it's true!"

Cynthia almost fell from the tree, blushing and choking for a long time before speaking.

"You, can you be a little ashamed!"

Huarong blinked, her eyes were innocent.

"I mean I could lie in bed and sleep all day, what's going on in your head? It's so nasty!"

cynthia...

Damn, I was tricked again, I really want to kill someone!

Dangerous factors spread in the air, Huarong took a few steps silently when she saw that the situation was not good, approached the displeased blond vampire, and said lightly: "Well, I will treat it as if I said something wrong, and I will punish you to help me cut my hair." Make it up, it's too long to get in the way."

Cynthia gritted her teeth and gritted her teeth: "You said something wrong and asked me to braid your hair?"

Girl, is your face a little too big?

"You're so stingy. Well, let me braid it for you. Your hair must look good with such long hair."

Cynthia frowned: "This is a natural roll, so I don't need to make it up."

"Come on, come on."

Huarong took the hair on Cynthia's shoulders without hesitation, and braided it from the front of her forehead.

The hair of vampires is not quite the same as their skin, and it is cold to the touch on weekdays, but after being exposed to the sun, it will feel slightly warm.

The black-haired girl did not lean on the tree trunk honestly, but sat on the branch with her legs apart, her back straight, and she focused on holding Cynthia's long golden hair and flexibly knitting a pattern with her fingers.

The sun had been shining for a long time, and Cynthia felt her cheeks were a little hot. This was indeed not easy for vampires who naturally hated the sun, but Cynthia still maintained the posture of sitting on the tree trunk without moving.

Sunshine can never give a vampire warmth, but it doesn't seem so difficult to accept at this time.

The blond-haired vampire girl lowered her eyebrows, her right hand was placed behind Huarong's invisible back to protect people from falling, her face rarely showed the usual arrogant and savage expression, she tilted her head quietly, for the convenience of Huarong. Let yourself braid her hair.

The sun was really bright and scorching, and when the fingers were gently combing the hair, it seemed to be covered with flames, and it was a little hot.

Far away from the cold ancient castle, Lilian walked to the foot of the mountain by herself.

It is far away from the town, and there are few cars passing by. If you want to go to the town, you have to drive a car for at least ten minutes before passing the road section where there may be cars.

Lilian pursed her lips, and took out the pocket of her coat, but found Bloody Bramble and a mobile phone?

A red flip phone, new, but it doesn't belong to Lillian.

Cecilia had thrown her mobile phone into a tree hole long ago. Given the premise that both parties did not trust each other, and there was an agreement, no one would allow Lilian to take it with her. A tool that can actively communicate with the outside world.

And this color is obviously a human preference.

Lilian turned on the phone and flipped through it. It was very good. There was only one number and a memo for herself.

"I am wachting you."

What means?surveillance?then what?

Unable to tell what it was like, Lilian held the phone for a few minutes and looked up at the lush forest. The tall castle and some strange girl were no longer visible here.

"Hi, Maria, it's me, Lilian, and I want to ask you a favor..."

"Today just happens to be Sunday, otherwise you might not be free until I finish class at night." The hearty black girl drove towards the town with a blue hat on her head, speaking fast