Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

The black hair blocked all the parts she could see, but that posture, as if he was looking at the patterns on the carpet on the floor.

Unable to wait any longer, she took a slow step.

As soon as he walked out of the corner, the man suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he picked up something, and then slowly supported his leg, and the arc of his body slowly opened.

She backed away in shock.

The man stood up, his breath was so quiet that he seemed to disappear.She saw that he held a rose in his hand, the stem part of which was bare, and the thorns had obviously been removed on purpose.

He just stood there, keeping his head down, silently looking at the rose flower that had lost its thorn in his hand, for a long, long time, and sighed softly.

The sigh seemed to hit the depths of the soul.Her shoulders shook involuntarily.His eyes moved away for a second.

Just after that second, she looked at him again, his hands were empty, and the previous tired posture disappeared, and he returned to stand there in an elegant and gentle posture, facing her.

He knew she had been here all along.She didn't hide, and it was impossible for her to avoid him.

The black hair slightly covered those captivating and enchanting pupils, and she saw his pale, almost transparent face, with crystal-like light coral-colored lips slightly curved, forming a calm but charming smile.

His eyes fell on her gently but firmly, and his thin lips slightly closed.

"Did you come to ask me for that answer, Leave?"

The Seventh Night Flowing Dance of Encountering Demons 【Part [-]】

"Did you come to ask me for that answer, Leave?"

That person, her young master, stood in front of her, smiled gently and seductively, and asked softly.

Her heart trembled suddenly.A dense sense of fear slowly surged up.

--don't want.

--don't want.

——Never know the truth.

--otherwise.

--otherwise……

"I'll only ask once..." The man's deep and charming voice seemed to slowly bloom from the depths of hell, exuding a cold but sticky and inescapable frightening fragrance.

He stood there smiling at her, how beautiful and terrifying his face was in the bright light.

"Do you really want to know the truth...Leave?" The tip of the tongue touched the back of the teeth, the upper teeth touched the lower lip, and the corners of the lips on both sides naturally raised a little bit, the name and the title came out of his mouth like that Lovely and scary.

"...I..." She seemed to be choked by something, and there seemed to be something blocked in her throat. The words after my words could not continue to protrude, and could only be pressed against her chest, getting heavier and heavier.

--don't want.

--don't want……

That person's strangely beautiful posture, enchanting eyes, and sweet and poisonous smile made her desire for knowledge more and more inflated, and there was also a fear from the depths of her soul struggling with it on the other side.

- Never know the truth...

"I……"

"Ok?"

"……I……"

"..."

Taking a deep breath and taking a big step forward, she looked at him with wide eyes, as if she wanted to use this gesture to see what was hidden behind his smile.

"Tell me," she said.At the same time, something seemed to burst open in his chest.There was a sudden sharp pain, and then all that was left was endless numbness.

"Okay." He smiled.The slender and graceful body then slowly turned around, taking heart-rending and light steps, and the figure slowly entered the darkness in her pupils.

"Come and see me after the banquet on the third night."

"I'll give you what you want."

She stared blankly at his figure disappearing at the end of the corridor full of dazzling golden and red lights. After a long time, she suddenly came back to her senses and said:

"it is good."

--it is good.

——There is nothing left to do...

because……

- The mirror is broken...

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"Why are you giving me this?" She looked at the flowers in her hands in doubt, and looked at him who was smiling in front of her in puzzlement.

He smiled lightly on his face as clear and fresh as the sky. "Xiao Wu, come and be my model."

"Model?" She looked at him blankly, "Do you want to draw me, Jin?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"Didn't Xiao Wu always want to see what she looks like?"

"I'll help you."

"..."

——What are you afraid of?

- on that mirror...

There is no shadow of you at all!

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Walking slowly back to the main hall, Lanid immediately greeted her when he saw her, and told her his displeasure with slightly frowning brows.

"You shouldn't be running around, Lenian." There was a second pause, and he said her name slowly, heavily.

"I'm sorry. I just ran into an acquaintance." She bowed her head.

"You shouldn't have gone to your 'acquaintance'." Ranid said pointedly, and handed her a wine glass.

"Now, put on your mask and go to the hall with me." Lanid turned around. "You missed the first dance, don't miss the second one."

He gave orders in a melodious and slow tone, and the expression on the face hidden under the gorgeous mask could not be seen clearly.

She was silent for a moment, took a sip from her glass, and then followed.

"I understand. Father."

"Lovely banquet." Looking at the crowd in costumes and gorgeous masks dancing together on the dance floor, Goen Rose lazily leaned against a sparse bar while watching and sipping wine slowly.

"I didn't expect you to like this kind of environment." The man sitting on the soft chair next to him raised his eyes slightly, sneered and said unceremoniously. "Ugly corpses crawling out of the dead."

"The corpse also has the pursuit of the corpse." Gornroth countered indifferently. "Don't you know that corpses like white, tender, bloody flesh the most?" He squinted at him, and smiled with his mouth twisted. "Look at the people here, how appetizing it is~"

"Go and dream about your big head." The man snorted softly. "If you dare to show a little bit of murderous intent, I guarantee that you will be the one who will die in the next moment." After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes lightly around the deserted corridor on the second floor, and then retracted them lightly.

Goen Rose drank the red wine in the glass with a smile, and nodded cooperatively. "I know, I know, so I have always done my duty, haven't I?"

"Come on." The man said contemptuously. "Shadow merchants never set foot in places where there is no benefit. What are you doing here?"

"Businessmen need to take a break sometimes." Gornroth replied with a relaxed shoulder. "I'm just here to grab two free meals."

"It's not free for you." The man squinted at him and curled his lips coldly.

"You want a merchant to take out the gold coins in his pocket?" Gornroth looked at him in disbelief. "Prince of the Fanzhuo clan, you are too unreal."

The man's voice became even colder than before.It's just because of the cover of the mask that he can't see his face.But the tight red lips already showed his anger. "Gornroth, you'd better apologize immediately for what you just said!"

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Gornroth looked at the faintly bloody eyes looking directly at him, stood up decisively and saluted gracefully. "Apologies for what I just said, Your Excellency."

"Hmph." The man stood up with the lingering anger still on him, picked up the wine glass at the side, glanced at him coldly, and strode away.

"This is not a place where you can be casual, Gornroth."

"Of course." Gornros shrugged slightly with his back to the walking figure.Then resume the original leisurely state and continue to bring a glass of red wine to watch the dance and sip slowly.

Feng Wuyang stood bored at the foot of the ballroom, listening to his "brother" Balor and a group of people chatting and laughing at ease.Occasionally, he responded with a light smile and sighed in his heart.

Obviously they are all unfamiliar or even hostile people, I really don't understand why they can get along so harmoniously behind a mask?

Could she think in a whimsical way that they all want peace in their hearts? ……never mind.

"Miss Lenian, Miss Lenian." Just as she was thinking, a woman in a gorgeous fishtail dress next to her lightly touched her arm with a decorative fan in her hand.

"Ah, um, what's the matter?" She suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the woman in front of her, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly put on a warm smile.

How did she recognize herself?

"Miss Lenian isn't going to dance?" The woman tilted her head slightly, looking at her strangely with a pair of beautiful gray pupils under the gorgeous mask. "Didn't you like this kind of atmosphere very much before?"

... know someone?

"Uh... ah, that." Feng Wuyang blinked, then laughed. "Yeah, I used to like it very much. But now I seem a little tired."

"That's it..." The woman nodded suddenly. "That's right, you should be tired after participating for so long." She slightly curved her red lips. "Let's just say, why did Miss Leinian suddenly seem to be a different person, and she suddenly became quieter. Our sisters are still wondering if you are not feeling well."

"Ah..." I was taken aback by what she said unintentionally, "I'm a different person", but Feng Wuyang quickly responded.