Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

.Or it is to recall those pasts again.

Gronsa, Hell of Eternal Darkness, and Hessel.

The darkness that seemed to eat him, the cold that seemed to drown him.It was too much, too thick, so he ran in fear, and then threw himself into the arms of the Great Elder Fanzhuo.

"Elder, I will work hard... I will work hard to become stronger, I will, you must believe me..."

"I believe in you, Olaer, but you also have to believe in yourself."

"But why are they unwilling to believe me?" There was a long-lasting and gentle breath in the elder's arms, which calmed the anger in his heart, but made him face the empty world even more at a loss.He couldn't find a place where his soul could touch the shore, surrounded by sea water that couldn't carry him, he couldn't find a way out.

"You just have to believe what you want to believe, Aurel."

"I believe in father, I believe in Hessel, I believe in Vanjo..."

"But they don't believe me!—"

Diolot opened his eyes suddenly. The crimson bed net was tied into neat and elegant knots on top of his head, and the deep and shallow veils radiated around him. His eyes were scarlet, and the corners of his eyes were also red. What he saw Those are also those solidified red.What a sad color of blood it was, the color of pain he had stared at for so many years.

Diolot slowly raised his hand, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, his pale and bloodless lips moved slightly twice, and let out a sound like a sigh and more like a choke.

"But only Ron believes in me..."

The liquid that slowly slid down from both sides of the palm was transparent at first, and then gradually turned blood-colored.

The great pain came from the depths of his body and soul. Diolot whimpered and curled up his body, which would sting extremely if he moved, and buried his face in the quilt.Even in the empty room where he was the only one, he didn't want to let go of his crying at all. This is Divandale, and there is no place with more sympathy than Gronza. He is the 【Servant of the King】 , Let alone let people see their own weakness.

Otherwise, how worried and sad that person would be.

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Blood Sacrifice stood at the door, and the moment he put his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes under the shadow of his robe looked at the people behind him with displeasure.

"What's that expression?" The man behind him, who was wearing a black robe but no hood, met his gaze, frowned slightly, and brought a long scar on the right side of his face like It squirmed ferociously like a bug, looking a little scary.

"What are you doing next?" Blood Sacrifice said in a bad tone.

The man shrugged innocently. "Do the same thing as you."

"I'll do it when I'm gone."

The man tilted his head, and the long rust-colored hair tied behind his head swept across his back, making a slight brushing sound. He blinked his pure blue eyes, looked at the blood sacrifice for a few seconds, and then laughed.

"Well, what's the matter, two people won't scare him."

Blood Sacrifice's eyes narrowed, a cold murderous aura spread from under the black robe, and the fluttering sleeves of his robe were faintly raised like ghosts.

Not accepting his threat at all, the man looked at him with a rogue face, and even blinked at him deliberately.

The murderous aura suddenly subsided, the corner of the raised robe returned to the original place and stopped, Xue Ji simply turned his head and opened the door, strode into the room and quickly slammed the door back, but the man seemed to know what he wanted to do, his figure was like the wind With a swing, it floated in just as the door closed.

"Bang!" The loud closing sound made the corner of Diolot's mouth twitch while sitting in front of the window.

"Hehe, how are you feeling today, Diolotte?" The man ignored the blood sacrifice's stiff figure, continued to swing lightly behind him, and then approached Diolotte and greeted him with a smile.

"Thanks for your concern, it's not bad." Diolot looked at the smiling man in front of him, and pulled the corners of his mouth dryly.

The man bent over and looked him up and down thoroughly, and finally, when the blood sacrifice was unbearable, his footsteps flickered to a place far away from the two of them, and he said with a smile on his face, "Look at your spirit. It's much better than before, it seems like you'll be able to move freely in two days, right?"

Diolot didn't answer, because the blood sacrifice had already stepped forward and looked at him with a cold gaze that was more piercing than a man's. That feeling made him roll his eyes up depressed and unhappy.

"The breath of the thorn dragon has disappeared." Xue Ji said.

"Yeah." Diolot nodded perfunctorily.

"Oh, you were very scary when you first came back," the man said again, with an unscrupulous expression on his face, as if what he said was a lie, and it didn't scare him at all. "Milotes thought that a dragon broke into the barrier and climbed up to the castle."

Diolot glared at him angrily, then turned to look at Blood Sacrifice, opened his mouth to ask something but suddenly closed it.

But Blood Sacrifice already understood what he wanted to ask him, and the sleeves of his robe hanging by his side swayed slightly. "The Department of Criminal Justice has left Delokas and rushed to Qianlong Island because of the Feng family's affairs, so..." Diolot raised his hand to stop the next words, Xue Ji glanced at him, and his tone became low. "The [Night Watchman] is taking care of it now. If you need anything, you can find Gentled." After speaking, he cast a cold look at the crooked man standing beside him.

Diolot shifted his eyes to him in cooperation.

The scar-faced man who was standing on the sidelines, that is, Gentled, couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure from the sight of the two, and took a step back with a look of horror. "Hey, what do you two want? Let me tell you, I am a very upright man, even if you force me, I will never submit to your lustful power!"

They already had experience in the face of such a man who loves to act, so they ignored him and went straight to the point.

"I want to see him," Diolot said. "Now I don't have much problem, I'm going to see him."

"Are you joking?" Gentled's eyes widened. "Can you take a look at yourself in the mirror? I believe you are fine with your appearance!"

"But I can't make him wait any longer!" Diolot suddenly raised his voice. "He doesn't know the consequences of thorn dragon waking up! If I keep him waiting, he will go crazy!"

Gentled looked stunned. "You...you didn't tell him?!"

Diolo let out a muffled snort with his eyes wide open. "No."

"You little bastard!" Gentled suddenly became angry, and strode towards him, raising his hand as if he was going to hit him, and the blood sacrifice immediately threw off his sleeve to stop him.

"Blood sacrifice, let me go! I'll knock his head off!" Gentled yelled angrily, and yelled at Diolot, who was puzzled by his sudden agitation: "You little bastard, you know what you did!" What stupid thing? Ronald didn't know about the thorn dragon, he was struggling when Faona took him into the blood-soaked prison, everyone thought he didn't want to leave you, Faona was provoked by him When I got angry, I directly beat him back to the beast form! — Ugh!" After that, his words were blocked by the blood sacrifice's robe.

"Don't irritate him." Xue Ji blocked his mouth with cold eyes, but it seemed a bit late.

Diolot's face had become as pale as when he just came back, his body sitting quietly on the chair began to tremble again due to the great pain, and the lips that had no color were even more abnormal now. Cyan purple.He raised his hands to cover his face, but still let the two of them see his extremely painful expression.

"My God, my God, Ron..."

Blood red swayed in his eyes, but now he didn't have the desire and strength to cry at all.Returning to the beast form, a hybrid like Ronald who has mixed blood and werewolf blood will generally not change at will like the monster race, unless it is guided by his own thoughts, generally he will not Will turn himself into a beast in Delocas, because the vampires hate werewolves.But this time he had to turn into a beast form. How much pain did he have to endure before his body automatically adjusted to deal with the danger without consciousness, because the body of a beast is more bearable than the flesh of a vampire Enormous pressure.

That kind of pain is no less than they are scorched by the sun and flames——

"Father God, look at what kind of stupid things I did. I actually made him suffer so much. He must still be worried about me, but I made him suffer so much..."

Listening to Diolot's choked sobs, Gentlede calmed down. "...That... don't worry too much, a priest has already healed him."

Xue Ji glared at him unhappily, as if he was very dissatisfied with his quarrel just now. "Ronald is fine now, do you still want to see him like this?"

Hearing the blood sacrifice, Diolot immediately lowered his hands and raised his head. The corners of his eyes were red, but there were no traces of tears, and his pale face faced the blood sacrifice with deep anticipation. "Can I go see him now?"

Blood Sacrifice didn't answer directly, but cast a glance at Gentled who was scratching his head, and sneered. "Anyway, your condition will not be worse than it is now."

Gentlyde immediately turned to look out of the window with an innocent look.

Diolot relaxed and slumped down in the soft chair. The thorn dragon was still causing pain to his body, but these were insignificant compared to what he had gained.

"That's great..." He stared at the front in a daze and murmured, slightly parting his lips. "Very good……"

Blood Sacrifice looked at him for a while, rolled up Gentled with a wave of his sleeves and walked out. "You rest first, Gentled will take you to see him tomorrow."

"Hey hey you