kiss the night

Chapter 63 63

When the moon gradually rises and reaches the center of the circular sacrificial field and embeds it in the center of the concentric circles, Laurentine throws down the candle in his hand, and around the altar, a blue-purple flame suddenly rises, and the flames Jumping up to the height of one person, at the same time, all the vampires present kneeled and fell to the ground, no matter what their noble status in human society, they all lowered their heads and put their hands on the ground.

"Curregemnostruminluna, quaeso!" (Please the moon shelter our king!)

Yan Zhao was stunned by the voices around him. The people bowed down to him had the illusion of going back thousands of years, and when they looked at him, it was "" king".

Laurentine stands on the sacrificial altar. He is chanting words, speaking very fast, and his pronunciation is very special. It is different from any existing language in the world. When he reads it, it is like an ancient scripture, and he does not know why , Obviously Laurentine's voice is not loud, but Yan Zhao can hear it clearly, even everyone in the entire sacrificial field can hear it clearly.

Yan Zhao felt his heart beating rapidly, and small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. There seemed to be a hot current in his body, rushing wildly, looking for an exit.

Who is calling "him"?

"He", who is it?

Laurenting spoke faster and faster. Standing beside him, Yan Zhao felt a tinnitus-like sound piercing his brain. He opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Then, Laurentine stopped suddenly.

The surroundings were quiet again, extremely quiet, as if the entire sacrificial ground had been submerged in water, the five senses had completely lost their function, and only the misty moon hanging high in the sky overhead——

Laurentine took off the sapphire ring that he had been wearing all the time, and placed it on the pedestal in the middle of the sacrificial altar, and the moment it was placed, the moonlight shining on it seemed to be suddenly captured by some black hole. Attracted, disappeared.

No one looked up.

Laurentine stood on the sacrificial altar with his hands down, and closed his eyes.

At this time, Yan Zhao felt a kind of extreme discomfort close to suffocation. On the one hand, he kept this idea, hoping not to affect the whole ceremony because of himself; on the other hand, he almost subconsciously stretched out his hand, thinking To grab Laurentine by the hem—it's a pain.

He felt as if his body was being stretched by a huge vine, strangling his throat, blinding his eyes, and making him fall into a helpless chaos...

The young heir in a black dress fell on the sacrificial altar. At the same time, the sapphire ring in the middle of the altar suddenly emitted a dazzling light!The light was comparable to the moon in the sky, falling on Yan Zhao's body, as if he was looking for something, the light shrouded Yan Zhao in all directions like the tentacles of a fish.

The prince in the hall suddenly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes looked at the scene in front of him. Almost instantly, he took the sapphire ring off the sacrificial altar and put it back on his hand. At the same time, the valley There was a roar, like thunder, and like a landslide.

This accident forced the vampires in the audience to raise their heads. They exclaimed, and saw the tall prince holding a figure from the sacrificial altar and quickly disappearing into the dark passage.

"Oh damn, what's going on?" A vampire who couldn't hold his breath asked, "The news I got before is that at this grand ceremony, the ancestor will give some instructions to the present world, about... fangs." His voice Press low on the last word.

"Fangs."

"What, the fangs are alive!?"

There were more and more voices of discussion. Some of them had heard the prophecy from the Medea wizard family, and although they bowed their heads according to the rules at the grand ceremony just now, some people still found some clues from what happened on the stage.

"You mean... the partner chosen by Lord Laurentine is 'Fang'?"

"Yes, yes! Although time has passed for so long, you should still have not forgotten his surname? The reason why he is called king! In the grand ceremony hundreds of years ago, the power of the ancestor appeared!" An old vampire who seemed quite experienced cried out excitedly, he coughed, "The power of the ancestors is scattered in the world, and they are attractive to each other - no one else can explain it for them, but I think Your Highness should Already had a hunch."

"Oh my God." The lady next to her sighed, shaking the folding fan in her hand quickly, "Then whether they are in love or not, I really can't help but wonder."

"I heard that the ring in His Highness's hand has been waiting for 'fangs' for hundreds of years."

"Hush!" Someone stood up in the gossip, "No matter who that child is, since he has become the lord's partner, all discussions about him behind the scenes are not in compliance with the regulations."

"Oh—you old bastard!"

When Yan Zhao woke up again, he found himself lying in Laurentine's arms. He wanted to get up subconsciously, but found that his limbs had no strength, as if he had been drugged. He was very similar when he first split.

With a chaotic brain, Yan Zhao thought about what happened at the ceremony. However, for him, the second half of the ceremony had been in unbearable pain, so he was not very clear about what happened...he just remembered Before I passed out, I heard some kind of strange scripture-like chanting, the pronunciation was very similar to what Laurentine said in the sacrificial ceremony, however, the voice was deeper and older, not like " A human" or a "vampire" would make a sound.

When Yan Zhao recalled these things, he felt pain in his brain like a needle prick, and he unconsciously let out a low moan from his mouth.

The vampire prince lying next to him opened his eyes faintly. He looked a little tired, and he was still wearing the inner lining of the dress he wore on the day of the sacrifice. Because two people slept on the same bed at the same time, the clothes on both of them All become wrinkled.

"Are you awake?" Laurentine asked. While asking, he leaned over and kissed Yan Zhao's forehead lightly.

Originally, Yan Zhao's mind was still chaotic, but now he became completely sober.

He stared blankly at the vampire prince in front of him, as if he couldn't understand what he was doing just now.

"What are you doing, sir!" Yan Zhao supported his arms and was about to move to the side, but he ignored his weakness, and fell back on the bed without holding on.

Laurentine watched the Asian in front of him roll back and forth on the bed like a black-haired kitten, and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you understood what I mean."

"What do you mean?" Yan Zhao shuddered.

Although Laurentine was not in a very good mood, she was still willing to play some jokes with Yan Zhao: "My heir, you must not forget where you got your heir status from?"

Yan Zhao's head shook like a bell. In fact, he didn't know what was going on. He once raised objections to Laurentine because of the heir, but the other party's answer was always evasive, saying "heir" It seemed like a joke... It wasn't until he participated in the sacrificial ceremony that Yan Zhao realized the seriousness of the identity of "heir" in the face of a group of vampires bowing down.

"Oh, this makes me so sad." Laurentine made an exaggerated expression of heartbreak, and he leaned over to grab Yan Zhao into his arms again, "You make me feel like I'm being self-indulgent, my legal partner."

"What!?" Yan Zhao was completely shocked this time.

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