Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

I have to act alone! Fitz let out a low cry and followed quickly.

The interior of the uninhabited castle was dark, and the occasional luminous decorations gave off a faint fluorescence, which made this ancient castle even more eerie.

The man strode down the dark corridor, his eyes gleaming blood-red in the dim light.He seems to be very familiar with this place, every step is expected, without any loss or confusion.

Fitz followed behind him soundlessly, his walking posture gave off a strangely light feeling, making it look like he was walking from a distance, but floating like a ghost.

"Ronald once destroyed all the [Hunter] sculptures because of this, but...huh." The man turned a corner with ease, and suddenly sneered. "He probably forgot Sabat and me."

"Yes, yes, you are amazing..." Fitz gave him a contemptuous look, "Who are you... [Alchemist]... There is no magic circle that you can't feel, right?"

"Is your tone enough to live?" The man suddenly looked back and gave him a sinister smile. "How about I make you part of my work too?"

"You're enough!" Fitz looked at him in shock, and wrapped himself tightly in his robe. "Don't get my attention, bastard!"

"Hmph." The man turned his head in disdain and continued walking. "Don't worry, there is something more attractive to me than you at the moment... If you want to, you have to queue up."

"I don't want to at all!" Fitz said angrily, then turned his head and didn't want to continue this conversation with him.

Turning a corner again, the man stopped suddenly.Fitz, who was behind him, didn't check for a while, and slammed into his back.

"Hey, what are you doing... eh?" Touching the bumped nose, he was about to complain, but he stopped after seeing the situation in front of the man from the corner of his eye.

The man slightly narrowed his blood-red eyes and sneered.

"Let me just say, how could Ronald leave [Cutting Point] alone and leave alone... It turns out that there are still two hidden moves left."

He raised his chin too high, looked at the two people standing at the end of the corridor with cold eyes contemptuously, and snorted coldly.

"—[Night Watchman]."

At the end of the corridor was a darkness that could not be illuminated. Two slender figures could be faintly seen standing there. In the darkness, their blood-red eyes were as bright and cold as beasts, staring intently at the intruder who appeared in front of them.

"Hmph, you know [Hunter]'s formation is destroyed, so you don't hesitate to send out [Alchemist]?" One of the men sneered lowly. "You really worked hard for that thing."

Fitz also walked out slowly at this time, seeing them smiling happily. "Ronald really didn't let me down... two [Night Watchmen], it must be fun~"

"[Cloud Walker]?" The other woman in the middle was slightly surprised when she saw him, and her tone darkened immediately. "That's why I hate Sabat's cautiousness, and even sent the [Four Heavenly Kings] to spy on the situation."

Fitz waved his hands modestly upon hearing this. "I'm not strong at all, don't be so angry~..."

The remaining three people: "..."

"Tsk, that's enough, stop talking nonsense, don't you just want to do it." [Alchemist] snorted impatiently. "Fitz, can you do it alone, if not, I'll do it."

Fitz jumped immediately. "What are you talking about! There are only two [night watchmen], you look down on me too much!..."

[Alchemist] snorted happily. "Then I'm so happy that I don't have to work hard, so I'll trouble you."

"Cut..." Fitz snorted contemptuously, then turned his head to look at the two [night watchmen] in the dark who were not at all moved by his provocation, and grinned a beautiful smile, but the sharpness revealed The teeth exposed the blood hidden under his smile.

"Challenge the [Night Watchman]...but it's my long-cherished wish. You guys, don't let me down..."

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"Have they finally started?" Under the Big Ben in London, Ronald suddenly raised his head to look at the dark sky above his head while holding a newspaper, and chuckled lightly.

The blood sacrifice who was following behind him raised his eyes leisurely, hummed softly, and remained silent.

"Hey, blood sacrifice," Ronald looked back at him with a smile. "Your men shouldn't be able to defeat Sabat's [Four Heavenly Kings], right?"

Blood Sacrifice glanced at him and sneered.

"Then you still let them die?"

Ronald gave him a surprised look, shaking the newspaper in his hand innocently. "I did it because of your acquiescence!"

"I didn't say anything." Xue Ji glanced at him.

"Isn't this tacit consent?" He was even more surprised.

"..." An unreasonable man.

Receiving the message from his eyes, Ronald blinked, then changed his previous expression and smiled leisurely. "Thinking that if they knew that it was just a cover-up, they would be mad."

"..." Blood Sacrifice ignored him and walked past him.

Ronald put down the newspaper in his hand and followed him leisurely. "Although I can imagine that Sabat's [Alchemist] will definitely be dispatched, but they seem to have overlooked a problem..."

"That guy's [Eraser] can only work when it comes into contact with the magic circle, if they can't find that circle...but it's useless at all..."

"[Eraser] can feel it." Blood Sacrifice pointed out coldly.

"Ha..." Ronald laughed even more happily when he mentioned this. "Blood Sacrifice, I don't need to remind you, the entire [cut point] is a huge magic circle... In order to maintain this magic circle, we have built countless other magic circles on it... [Eraser] doesn't seem to be strong yet To the point where you can accurately distinguish various magic circles?"

Blood Sacrifice continued to walk forward, and it was a tacit consent not to speak.

Ronald hooked the corners of his lips, but did not continue speaking.

After walking a long distance from the crowd, the bloodstain suddenly stopped and turned his head.

Ronald followed him suspiciously and stopped. "What’s wrong with you?"

Xue Ji glanced at him lightly, his deep and misty eyes seemingly casually lifted up to a certain corner of the sky, and his red lips moved slightly.

"here we go."

Ronald was taken aback for a moment, then looked over abruptly.

Above the bustling night in London, there is a sky covered by endless darkness. In the darkness that cannot be penetrated by lights, there are no stars and no moon, cloudy and deep.Only they can smell the special breath, just like a meandering river flowing faintly from the sky above, somewhere at the end of the other side.

After a moment of silence, Ronald was the first to laugh out loud.

"Ah... really looking forward to it."

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In the ears is the distant sound of rain falling gently.

"Britain really loves the rain." The person next to her was holding a goblet and chuckled softly. The bright red wine was also gently shaking, and she seemed to hear the crisp sound of the liquid oscillating.

——"You wish you were a vampire, and you are a vampire."

When she put on that coat, she heard such a sentence, and then it seemed that she was standing here.

Leedsburg.

Once glorious, then peaceful, now a monstrous castle.

Every guest will chuckle and admire, and every guest's eyes are enchanting and gentle, and the gentleness is sharp and scrutinizing.

It's like entering a dream that doesn't belong to me.

She saw a warm and enchanting figure slowly walking through the verandah on the second floor, her black hair fluttering gently in the breeze raised by her steps, and her pale side face was slightly exposed, whether it was far or near, no matter It looks amazing from any angle.

As if she was bewitched by someone, she put down her wine glass and raised her skirt and walked quickly towards the figure.

"Lianian, where are you going?" Someone whispered suspiciously behind her.

She didn't answer, she didn't have time to answer him.

She needs to face him.

Because it was the first night's banquet, it wasn't too noisy.There are not many people on the second floor, and the more you walk through the complicated corridors, the more indifferent you can feel the existence.

The air is filled with the unique aesthetic atmosphere of that race, with a little bit of coldness, a little bit of wind, faint, gentle and quiet.Just like their form, no matter how long they have existed, they will still be so deep and peaceful.

Turning a corner, she stopped.That person is not far away, at the door of a certain room, facing a weak little girl, her slender body bends and squats gracefully, from her angle she cannot see his expression, only slightly Seeing him pulling up the corners of his light coral-colored lips, he seemed to be smiling, and whispered something to the girl softly.

For some reason, this scene suddenly gave her some sad hallucinations.It is obviously such a gentle and beautiful picture, but it becomes unacceptably painful when it is covered with some darkness churning in my mind.

In the end, the girl gave him a big smile, and when she saw that he seemed to be smiling too, she straightened up slightly and approached the girl's round and lovely face, and kissed her cheek lightly.

The girl blushed happily and turned around to leave, leaving behind his suddenly lonely figure, still maintaining the original posture squatting there quietly, with his raised head slightly lowered, scattered black