Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

Come on, let's tidy up. "

Diolot moved his gaze following his figure, and leaned against the table with his arms folded. "Are you sure you have nothing to tell me?"

"Nothing... stop guessing, we're going to miss breakfast time."

"Okay." He let go of his hand as if giving up and walked towards the inner room, no longer looking at the figure that made him feel uneasy for no reason.

"..." Seeing him closing the door and being separated from himself in two spaces, Ronald slowly put down the things in his hand, looked at his fingers and smiled wryly.

No.20 One Night He Was Trapped in a Prison of Desperation【Part [-]】

"The last time I went to Paris, I didn't get any useful information, and this time I have nothing to use." After the meal, Cheryl heard what happened in the early morning, and tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips a little irritably. "Goria and her elder brother seem to be at odds with each other. The two work for different camps and test each other's details. But until now, it is obvious that his elder brother is stronger, and even she has restrained him."

"What kind of position is his brother in?" Crowe was obviously impatient with these things.He is not a real blood race. Although he is with the blood race, he has never been able to understand their various little thoughts and strategies, and he is also tired of those things. Therefore, now that he encounters these things, he can't listen anymore.

"An Althea blood, what else is there other than a cannon fodder?" Diolot sneered disdainfully. "Sabat's pedigree is stronger than Kamarilla's. They don't care much about this type of Althea."

"It seems that we can only wait for them to come to the door." Ronald still looked relaxed, as if the matter in front of him was not at all important to his wealth and life, but just a few It's just a small fight of the little blood clan.

Diolot glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Crowe calmly. "The thing mentioned in the news brought by the crow, still haven't found any news?"

"It seems very difficult at the moment." Crowe shook his head. "I've checked around Aix, and I didn't find any special traces, and I usually don't see any traces of Sabat."

"They won't be in the same room with us." Ronald chuckled. "You can expand the scope to the entire [tangent point]. Although they disdain this place, there is such a worry-free place, why should they let it go?"

Diolot reclined on the sofa and closed his eyes upon hearing this. "Maybe it's the opening of the realm. Don't forget that Noam Cole is a master of enchantment."

"Anyway, we are in danger all the time anyway." Ansair interrupted them with a soft sigh. "Even under their surveillance. If there's nothing you can do, just wait for that moment?"

"Don't try to make me believe that they will challenge you at the door openly." Diolot raised his eyes and stared at Ronald's face and opened his lips softly. "Come on Ron, tell me your plan."

"Why can't you believe that I really have no plan?" Ronald looked distressed. "Goria didn't send any news that is really useful to me, and Sabat's trace is hard to find. Even if I am, what can I do at this time?"

"Well, if that's your answer." Diolot was not annoyed, nodded, stood up and walked upstairs. "I'm going to rest first, everyone take care of yourself."

Seeing his figure disappear from sight, Cheryl turned his head to look at Ronald, who had no expression change, and frowned slightly after thinking about it. "I don't quite understand what you're thinking, Ronald."

Ronald put his gaze on him, and smiled at him gently and mysteriously. "Don't say anything even if you understand, Cheryl. Now I just want to obediently wait for them to come to the door."

Cheryl looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then nodded slightly.

--

When Feng Wuyang passed by the guest rooms, he happened to meet Diolot coming out of one of the rooms.

"Dior, what are you doing in the guest room?" She asked with some doubts.

"Noi is resting, I'll go check on her situation." Diolot saw her stop.

"Noy... Speaking of which, I haven't seen her since I came here." Feng Wuyang blinked and glanced at the door behind him, but Diolot had already closed the door, and she couldn't see anything even if she wanted to. .

"Something went wrong." Diolot shook his head and said softly. "But it's all right. You can see her in two days."

"It's fine." Feng Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief. "At this time, Sabat must really want to do something to her, after all, she is..." The bloodthirsty person that makes all blood races fear.

"They just want to do something, and they have to weigh whether they are qualified enough." Diolot raised the corners of his lips coldly, although it was only for a moment, it also made Feng Wuyang feel cold.

Later, she also paid special attention to Diolot's information, and the comments she got were all men who are both beautiful and dangerous. Although she has the reputation of "Snow Beauty", no one knows when that "Snow" will become "Blood".Perhaps it has something to do with the dark past that is difficult to find out. Under the calm and gentle appearance of this elegant and graceful man, there is a brutal and bloodthirsty character.Although she heard the complaint from the Sabat blood last time, she still couldn't imagine that such a thing was done by the docile and weak person in front of her.

Perhaps in a short time, his cruel sneer at that moment will also face the entire Eagle Castle, when he is facing the final battle here.

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go first." Diolot seemed to see her in a trance, and didn't wake her up right away. He waited a while before interrupting her thoughts.

"Ah, good. Please call me if you have anything to do." Feng Wuyang recovered and nodded, and the two passed by, continuing to be busy with their respective work.

As soon as he turned the corridor, Feng Wuyang saw Ronald walking over from the other side with a serious expression.

"What happened?" Feng Wuyang stepped forward to stop him and asked.She rarely saw such a serious expression on his face.

"Xiao Wu..." Ronald stopped in front of her, looked at her face for a while, the cold expression on her face gradually eased, but it still looked heavy.

Feng Wuyang stared blankly at his expression, suddenly feeling uneasy.The eyes of the person in front of her were too deep and dark, which magnified her feeling even more.

"What happened?"

Ronald also seemed to have just recovered, he took a deep breath and shook his head lightly, trying to pull a smile at her. "It's just a small problem, it's okay."

"Your expression doesn't look like a 'small problem' at all." Feng Wuyang looked at him deeply with his arms folded. "Your face is ugly now, like a dead person."

"Really." Ronald smiled wryly, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Feng Wuyang stared at him for a while, making sure that he didn't want to say anything more, so she could only give up with a sigh. "Are you sure you can't tell me? Well, then I can only say that you don't worry too much, everything will be fine. "

"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu." Ronald raised his eyes and said softly, his expression had adjusted back, but there were still traces of worry between his brows and eyes. "That's a little private matter of mine, and telling you it's just to annoy you."

"Well, I hope you can find a solution sooner." Feng Wuyang nodded and turned to him and continued to walk forward. When he left, he looked back. He was still standing there with a tall and thick back, but he looked a little tired at the moment and powerless.

It's as if the prisoner struggled hard, but still didn't get any salvation.

--

Diolot found Ronald in the library of the conservatory.

"What are you doing here, everyone is looking for you."

The man sitting on the soft chair without saying a word looked down at a book spread out on his lap, his sitting posture was as upright and silent as a sculpture, which made Diolot a little puzzled.

"What's the matter?" He stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder lightly, and glanced down, the books he put there were all notes made by him.This made him look at him a little surprised.That person is obsessed with cleanliness, he will never read such a book, so how could it happen this time...

"Ah, what did you say?" Ronald looked up at him in surprise, smiled and asked in a daze.

Diolot squinted his eyes, lowered his head and picked up the book, shaking it in front of his eyes. "What did I say? It doesn't matter what I say, what you are thinking is the current problem. Look at your state, you have been in a trance for the past two days, don't you plan to say something?" He took a step back Staring at the face of the person in front of him, there was a hint of displeasure on his face.

Ronald looked at him in silence for a while, bowed his head and let out a short laugh, then raised his head and stretched out his hand.

"Dior."

Complex and deep emotions flowed in the narrowed ink pupils, Diolot was silent for two seconds, stepped forward to accept his hug, bowed his head and rubbed his black hair with his hands.

"It's okay, I'm here."

"Yeah." Ronald buried his face in his waist and shook his head lightly, but the answer was affirmative.After a moment of silence, Diolot felt that the arms around him became stronger, but more strength seemed to be used for him to suppress himself.

"Dior, don't worry, nothing will happen." The deep voice came to his ears, and Diolot looked down at his head, stroking the back of his neck with his fingertips.

"I know, so stop giving me that look