Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

I have already sent a message to Blood Sacrifice to ask him to turn around and wait for me there, so you don't have to go with me anymore. "

Diolot snorted softly. "You guys are really good partners."

Ronald smiled at his sarcasm but did not answer, then turned his gaze to Feng Wuyang who was sitting quietly aside, his tone was much gentler. "There is something that I need you to do, Xiao Wu, because we don't have enough time and ability, only you can complete it. So this time I will ask you to do it."

"What is it? Of course I'd be happy to help."

"Sabat has already begun to infiltrate this place, and I believe that there will be direct troubles coming to [Cutpoint] and its seal in the near future. Now no one knows how to unlock the seal and what other methods are there. Even the chess formations that were destroyed before... are just the keys to the top layer. So, if someone among us can analyze the system of those magic formations, maybe I can use the strength of the Lai Clan to find a solution..." he said He smiled wryly. "In the end, if you really can't keep it, you can only take it away in advance. This is much better than being forcibly taken away by Sabat."

"Has your idea been approved by the sect?" Everyone was only surprised by his plan.

"If that time really comes, Divandale will definitely agree." Ronald lowered his eyes and said softly without answering.

Feng Wuyang looked at him, thought for a while and nodded. "Okay, it's not a big deal." With her excellent memory, it is not difficult to remember those complicated runes.

"Then go there with me in a while." Ronald said with a smile.

"The true location of the seal."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked up. "The real seal?"

The latter nodded with a smile.

The thoughts in his heart were turbulent, but the surface was still calm, but the fingers on his knees began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I'm looking forward to what's next."

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"Didn't the [Masquerade] incident last time embarrass you from Elizabeth and Dracula?" Diolot called out rudely when he returned to the room. "Do you want to see their cold faces this time?"

"It's not that serious, Dio." Ronald comforted him patiently. "As the original blood race of Althea, these two families have a higher say in the human world than the other thirteen clans. Their every move always affects the hearts of other blood races of Althea. And you know that, The two of them have always had an attitude of both good and evil, if Sabah promises them benefits this time, then the danger of [cutting point] will become even greater."

Diolot still looked a little restless. "But even if they are persuaded, so what? The seal under [Cutting Point] is still a treasure, whether it is a treasure or not. I don't believe they don't want to extend a hand over."

"That's a problem for the future." Ronald reached out and grabbed his shoulder to comfort him. "Now they want to do something, and they also need to be wary of the power here at the moment. The power of Delokas cannot be shaken by Althea. They are not fools."

Diolot closed his eyes, relaxed his body and rested his head on his shoulder. "Although you say that, it can't change the fact that the situation is still grim." After a pause, he reached out and grabbed him hard. "Nom Cole has already approached the [Shadow Merchant], perhaps the problems we face this time will be even more difficult."

"I believe you told me about this after you had a solution." Ronald gently stroked the long hair on his back. "What did you think of?"

The corner of Diolot's lips slanted and sneered. "Noam Cole shouldn't be pinning his hopes on Gornroth."

"Then I don't have to think about it any more." Ronald let him go with a smile. "As long as nothing happens to you, I can go to London without worry."

"What do you mean I don't want anything to happen?" Diolot crossed his arms and tilted his head to look at him. "I also want to say that nothing will happen to you when you go out with the blood sacrifice this time!"

"Don't always talk about the blood sacrifice and look like it's prone to accidents." Sighed.As for the rift formed between the two, he couldn't resolve it and could only find a way to avoid it. "Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed. I'll go and see the seal."

Diolot took two steps back and sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at him. "Should we return to the Bloody Continent after this incident is over?"

Ronald was surprised and puzzled when he suddenly asked about this matter. "Yeah, isn't that a sure thing?"

Diolot lowered his head slowly, his long loose hair slid down from behind his shoulders, covering his face loosely, only to hear a helpless sigh. "Ah, I know. When I go back, it will be..." - Divandale's [King's Servant], the future throne [Sifang].

——There is nothing else to say.

Sensing what he was thinking, Ronald stepped forward and knelt down in front of him, reached out and gently held his hand, but didn't look up at him, just lowered his head. "Dio, that's all right."

Only such a name is needed, and they can never be separated again.

Diolot looked at him with sad eyes, but he opened his lips very softly. "But I really want to get something more."

"Even a proof."

Ronald didn't answer for a while, and then just kissed his fingers vigorously under his head.The face buried in the shadows gave him nothing more than an impenetrable darkness and confusion.

"Dior, the more you are like this, the more I feel that it would be great if I didn't save you back then."

Diolot was taken aback, his face suddenly turned paler, he broke free from the man's hand and stood up, looking down at the man who was knocked down by his sudden movement and sitting on the ground, his bloodless lips trembled.

"……What did you say?"

How could he say such regretful words one day?Did he hear it wrong or did he really mean it? He regretted saving him back then, regretting treating him well...

He regretted it, regretted it? !

Ronald was pushed to sit on the carpet by his huge hand, but he didn't get up immediately, but just sat there looking up with some helplessness and pity, looking at his pale face, which can hardly be described in terms of beauty. face.The beauty of the blood race is based on horror. Even if he has the beauty of a woman who shocks the world, he is still horrified under the white skin at this moment.

Diolot looked at him completely unable to speak, his body became stiff after trembling, his black ink-like pupils had long been distorted into bright blood-red animal pupils, and the sharp pupils like vertical lines stared at him intently. He, it took a long time before a hoarse voice slowly flowed out of his lips.

"...I thought you were the only one who wouldn't think so."

Everyone, everyone with the surname "Vanjo" thinks that his appearance is a mistake.Even his mother regretted why she wanted to have such a child.He always thought that the most tragic thing in this world was nothing more than that, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him would say the same thing.

It really made him not even despair.

Ronald sighed softly, stood up with his hands on the ground, and approached him. "That's not what I meant, Dio."

"What does that mean? Isn't that what you meant when you regretted saving me?" Diolot looked at him approaching but his eyes did not show the slightest expression, as if what was approaching at this moment was something no different from air. "...What did I do to deserve your denial of my existence in this way?" He was extremely puzzled.Is it worth letting all of them look at him with this kind of eyes just because they have the family affection that the vampires can't have?

Ronald reached out and hugged him tightly. "Listen to me, Dio." He lowered his head and buried his face in his cold neck, his voice was muffled in his ears.

"I always wanted you to live for yourself, Dio."

Diolo closed his eyes. "That's not enough reason." In his opinion, "self" is too weak to support his heavy and suffering life.

"That's why I'm very sad, because I made you feel pain." The arms that hugged him used some strength, and the bodies that were also not strong fit together, but the man was even more slender than him, really like a Women are the same.

"Don't you think it's too ridiculous for you to do all this just for me?" Ronald suddenly raised his head and stared at him. "If my uncle said that the blood in the blood pool could completely change people into what he wanted, wouldn't you even care about your own gender?!"

Diolot's gaze towards him was very clear, and at the same time with a determination that he dared not look directly at.

"Yes, you are right." He said softly.If someone had told him that the blood in the pool of blood could even change gender, then he wouldn't mind turning himself into what he wanted for that person, a peerless woman.

Ronald's hands trembled violently, almost unable to maintain the hugging posture.He lowered his head, hiding in the shadows with a weeping sad expression on his face, but he was quickly buried in Diolot's neck.

At that moment, a heart-piercing pain spread from his chest. He couldn't bear it, but he was powerless.

At last they all became sinners.

They are all sinners...

Extra Story: Episode [-] The Snowman and the Cub ④

The pool of blood in the depths of Ameron is in a ravine.

The figure-eight deep valley, the narrow upper part can only pass through a little pitiful light, most of the valley is dark, covered with