Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Buds grow ugly and hideous vines.

Trying to get more extremes, but falling heavily from the top.

The dragon engraved with the seal of sin will roar "unforgivable" in the flesh for life after life.

Their blood and tears, left in the darkness at the edge of the Broud Plain, grew untouchable taboo flowers.

—Lovind.This family lost in the wind disappeared.

The Scarlet Clan with a strict hierarchical system; the crime of "jealousy" that follows like a nightmare; the absolutely unavoidable fruit of betrayal; the throne of the king that countless people look up to and covet.

Evil does not only germinate in one's heart.This is an ugly fate that cannot be escaped.

Therefore, when he heard the man's gentle recounting of a wonderful trip, he heard the voice of the seed of evil sprouting in his heart.

One day, that person, that thing you wanted but could not have, will find its true owner, and there will be nothing you can do but commit crimes.

He finally understood how those people felt back then.

Still need to show a flawless smile.

"Ah, you have finally found your happiness."

The barrier that separated the eternal darkness in my heart was broken, and ferocious beasts roared.At that moment he—

Just like that, he was lost in the smell of blood, unable to extricate himself.

Destiny seems to have been set up like this from the beginning.It is absolutely impossible for two people who enjoy the most intimate bond to be the only ones for each other.The fetters were not for the two of them, it was just his luck or misfortune that allowed him to taste the sweetness of the fruit before it was ripe, thus delusional that everything green and astringent is beautiful, but he never thought about the odds of this, what is it? The one among millions.

The [Four Directions] road firmly grasped by the hand of Proverbs cannot be left to him alone.

Nothing hurts more than the act of laughing and crying.And he just wanted to do this repeatedly until he no longer felt any more.

A race that ignores all boundaries of love, but is horribly authoritarian in everything related to royal power.

One is the sinful fetters that want to be possessed but will be cut off, and the other is the obsession that can make that person happy and free from all worries.Which is more important, he understands.

In the deep sleep of each other's breath in the middle of the night, the hands he tried to hold never made him feel warm.

Is that the indictment of this race?

That is the mockery of this fate.

Maybe that's why everything started out incomplete.

The incomplete expulsion clan; the incomplete blood of the vampire; the incomplete twin face.

It is doomed that everything reflected in the eyes is just an ugly afterimage.

There are also those words that were once mistaken for vows of eternal love, the tenderness and intimacy shared, blood and flesh...all are like paintings placed on a sand table, and you can return to the original paleness with a wave of your palm.

The nightmare that haunted my heart repeatedly was finally beheaded by the sad hero on this day, and the rancid blood shed slowly turned into fossils in the cold.

Maybe it won't hurt, maybe it will hurt more.

It's just that every time I wake up from sleep, from the name silently whispered between my lips and teeth, I can still find the original peace of refuge.

— Ronald Raleigh D. Rice.

—Diolotte Aurel D. Elizabeth Ventre.

The tenderness that slipped away quietly through the gaps of passing by.

Like a youthful afterimage, it becomes a lasting scar on his chest.

—Yes, I love him.

No.20 Four Nights Ashamed to Praise the Capital of the Blood Region【Part [-]】

God Abandoned Continent - Delokas Capital Dulanze - King City Border Blood Night Castle

Diolot raised his head and kept looking upwards. At this moment, he couldn't see the bloody moon above his head at the position he was in. There was only a large area of ​​the bewitching and dark sky that was rendered, and he couldn't see anything downwards. His eyes were covered with thick ink, The general outlines of buildings and people are somewhat deformed and appear strange and hideous.Surrounding An Ran was like a sleeping beast, and he sat in the gap between the beast's minions, peeking at the colors of the outside world.

The pale face still has a recognizable beauty, but at this moment his appearance is closer to that of a vampire than that of a human being.The scattered hair and the pale face form a strong contrast that cannot be ignored. Although the bright red pupils are beautiful, they are more dangerous, and the sharp teeth between the half-open lips are faintly visible.If it weren't for the indelible tiredness and sickness in his eyebrows and eyes, as well as the appearance of his weak body sitting on the ground, unable to support his body, perhaps he would still be the "Snow Beauty" who would give people fear and beauty.

This is the first day back?Generally there is no concept.The time of the blood race is too fast, and the number of days and nights does not mean much to them.

So that is to say, from the moment he came back here, until now, he has hardly left this room.

That seems like a long time ago.

But it has been so long, the pain is still tormenting him, the pain is still running in his heart, and he has not yet found a way out.

What Mondbat saw when he opened the door was such a scene, which seemed to be no different from what he saw before.

"I think the doctor has warned you not to move around." The strange-colored pupils with cold eyes looked at the thin and weak figure lightly, and his voice did not change any emotion. "Do you want the bone spur to penetrate you again?"

Diolot looked away from a distance, and when he heard this voice, his brows were slightly frowned. "You don't need to worry about my body." The cold retort was also without any emotion, very similar to that person.Then Diolot frowned again when he thought of this, and this time a weak but still obvious displeasure appeared on his entire face.

Will this topic cause an argument?He felt that the possibility was very high, so he quickly interrupted the man before he could speak.

"Is Ron still there?"

Mondebat was slightly taken aback, and then followed his rhythm.This situation made him a little irritated, but it was impossible for him to argue with him at this time, so he simply let him be willful.

"You don't have to worry about him until all the results come out." After speaking, he also frowned, and the silver totem pattern on the left temple gently unfolded with this movement. "I think you should know that you shouldn't ask this question, and I shouldn't answer you."

"You don't need to answer." Diolot looked down at his fingertips. At this moment, the transparent nails were covered with white cluster marks similar to the patterns of women's manicure, as if they were knotted under his nails. There was a well-shaped stubble, but not if the price is unrelieved pain.

"No matter who comes to me, I will ask. Whether you want to answer me is your business."

Mondebat finally started to get angry.However, his expression was still very indifferent, only those red and blue pupils began to emit a brightness that was not there before, and the circulating bloody light even turned the quiet ice blue into bright red.

"It's meaningless for you to do this other than increase trouble." He strode towards Diolot, and then stopped three steps away from him, looking down at his back coldly. "You should know that now it's best to ignore it completely and leave this matter to us."

Diolot raised his eyes slowly and turned his head. He turned his head very slowly, as if his neck had been injured and it was difficult to move, but he still struggled to look over.When he completely met Mundbat's face and eyes, the already pale face showed a weaker gray.

"Leaving it to you? What can you do?" He twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but the greater pain made him unable to put this idea into action, so he just moved the corners of his mouth, even the arc of his smile didn't move. Did not pick it up.

But that appearance is more like mocking Mundbat.

"This matter is not Ron's problem alone. If you want to get me and him forgiven in this way, then you'd better hand us all over to the Criminal Law Department and let them decide."

Mondebat glared at him bitterly. "I don't know how you know, but Ronald's current state is not as bad as you think. He was the [King's Servant] of Blood Night Castle before the criminal law department gave a trial. No one will treat you badly." he!"

"Then let him out." Diolot looked at him coldly and said without any reaction to his words. "No matter how good you are, it's still a prison cell."

"You just need to focus on yourself now!" Mondebat shouted impatiently. "Or do you want Ronald to know that you have become like this now? Let him continue to worry about you?"

Ronald worried.This may make Diolot more uneasy and worried than any other sentence, so after Mondbat finished speaking, he immediately lowered his eyes, and the sharp expression just disappeared in an instant.

"No--don't let him know, I'll be well soon, don't tell him--please..."

"Father……"

His voice became weaker and weaker, the physical pain and the sudden strong mental worry made his spirit worse than before, and even the blood-colored animal pupils that were always dazzling became extremely gray and lost. A hunter should be fierce.

Mondebat stared at him angrily and heartbrokenly, remained silent for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to hug him.The figure in his arms, who has already grown up and is considered a man, is still slender and light like a child. This reminds him of the scene where he was hugged like this a long time ago, with a slight look in his eyes.