[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

Bruno decided to make a new evaluation of Dr. Black. This seemingly ordinary doctor has a shocking secret in his body, but before that, he has to deal with the troubles in front of him.

Seeing that Warlock hadn't moved, Dr. Black wanted to encourage Warlock. No one knew how strong he was until he took the first step.Seeing Bruno standing at the door by accident, he suddenly had a new idea. Most boys are competitive, and competitors will arouse their desire to win.

He still remembers his younger brother’s reluctance to play tree stump throwing with him and his friends, but once in a while he couldn’t sleep and came out to let the wind out and saw his younger brother practicing secretly. Practice for a while every day.

This shows that the younger brother does not want to play with them, but is afraid of losing face to the older brother.In the same way, finding an opponent for Warlock will make him want to win and start practicing on his own initiative.

Black proudly thought that he was not as brainless as his brother said, and beckoned to Bruno to come over.As for the six-year age difference between Warlock and Bruno, he didn't take it seriously at all. For the Asa, let alone the six-year-old gap, the 60-year-old gap is not that big.

Bruno didn't expect that Dr. Black would not hide his difference from ordinary people at all, and instead called him over to "play games" together.Originally, he thought that Dr. Black was trying to shut himself up in this way, but after listening to the rules of the game, his mind went blank for a moment.

Warlock squatted down under Blake's expectant eyes, holding the little tree with his hands and trying to lift it, but no matter how hard Warlock tried, the little tree didn't move.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Warlock took a deep breath and felt all the energy in his body gather in his hands. This force successfully moved the little tree, but it still didn't lift the little tree up. It just made the little tree roll half a circle and turn over. On the one hand, it looks like Warlock pushed the little tree.

Disappointed, Black turned his gaze to Bruno, who was stronger than Warlock and should be able to lift it with ease.

Bruno moved his lips imperceptibly, and tentatively pushed Xiao Shu, giving up the challenge after only one experiment.He didn't have enough strength to shake the tree, and even if he tried all night, it was in vain.

His eyes glanced at Warlock, who had obvious scars from rubbing hard on his palms, which would break the skin and ooze blood if it was more serious, but there would be no more serious consequences.The look on Warlock's face was less anger at being asked to do something he couldn't do than shame at not doing something he thought he should.

"These two kids aren't as rough-skinned as you. The games you play aren't suitable for them. If you really want to teach him, you can teach him some skills to deal with the enemy, and forget about the experience of swinging a hammer."

Cain's voice came from the house, and he knew that Black could not teach any good things. The ethnic characteristics of the Aesir determine their strong physique and powerful fighting ability. Black only needs to swing the hammer forward, Warlock But not as rough and thick as him.

Warlock blinked, feeling Cain's voice drifting into his ears, but Dr. Black and Bruno didn't respond.

"Before you become a warrior, you should first realize that you are a vampire who exerts blood power, and you are more inclined to a mage. Your power is controlled by your brain, and your brain tells you that you can't lift that tree, no matter how much you exert. You can't even lift it in your hands. Why don't you try to manipulate that tree and make it fly by itself?"

Warlock suddenly turned to the tree, stretched out his hand towards the tree, and flew up directly engulfing the whole tree with the surging power.

He looked excitedly at Dr. Black, no matter whether he was lifting the tree with the power of his blood or the power of his blood, he had successfully achieved the goal of getting the tree off the ground, and the process and method were not important.

Warlock thought he could see Doctor Black nodding in satisfaction, but what he saw was Black's tangled and helpless face.

Doctor Black wanted to say a few words. His purpose was to exercise Warlock's body, not to let him practice spells.

But under Cain's dangerous breath, Doctor Black silently closed his mouth.He is not suitable to be a teacher. Cain's words reminded him of the gap between the Asir Protoss and the Earth's inhabitants, and he should get something more suitable for training the Earthlings.

Bruenor stared straight at the young tree flying in the air, well, his assessment of Warlock and Warlock's father must be redone.Warlock hadn't shown any strange power in front of him before. Judging from Warlock's performance, it wasn't that Warlock wanted to conceal it deliberately, but that he felt it was unnecessary.

Dr. Black's physical training on a whim ended in failure, and he returned to his cabin in a low voice.Warlock looked at Dr. Black's back with a bit of worry, thinking whether to apologize to Dr. Black, after all, Dr. Black really wanted to teach him.

He walked a few steps towards Dr. Black's cabin, and heard a loud snoring sound from inside. What happened just now did not affect the doctor's sound sleep.

Warlock smiled helplessly, turned around and saw that Bruno had disappeared in place, Cain nodded slightly at him, told him to take a good rest, and closed the door directly.

In a blink of an eye, only Warlock was alone in the open space in front of the wooden house. He looked around and felt that it was very empty, without the reassuring excitement just now.

Warlock returned to his cabin without closing the door, looking back and forth at his palms in the light of candles and moonlight.Cain's reminder today gave him a new idea. Did he really feel that he couldn't lift that tree with his own strength?

No, he just felt that his physical strength was not enough to lift it. He could lift the tree directly with his strength, but he couldn't overcome his subconscious distrust of his own strength.

Warlock's hands are not too big, and his fingers have been said by the piano teacher to be very suitable for playing the piano, so he pays great attention to maintenance.I tried my best to lift the tree just now, but the rough bark imprinted on my palm, and many places on my palm and fingers were torn.

Warlock seemed to be able to see the veins under his palms, and he could hear the sound of blood flowing in his ears. Since he came to the mountains, he had only been to hell once.There was no fresh blood here, and Warlock had no thirst for blood, now fueled by his deeply repressed thirst for blood and hunger fueled by the blood oozing from his broken skin.

Warlock couldn't help licking his lips. He clenched his hand into a fist against his lips, and his tongue touched the blood on his thumb joint. He felt the confinement in his brain loosen and recalled the sweetness of blood.

"Walok, are you asleep?" Bruno knocked lightly on the door, holding a tube of plaster in his hand, ready to give it to Warlock.

Warlock was awakened by Brunold's voice, and he withdrew his hand in shock. Fortunately, he was a little rational, otherwise Bruno would have seen a boy with his teeth piercing his palm.

Warlock thought about the scene he saw from Bruno's position and heaved a sigh of relief: "I haven't slept yet, Brother Bruno, do you have anything to do with me?"

Bruno put the plaster in front of Warlock, "If you move the tree with the strength you used to, you will definitely get injured. There is no serious hospital here. Doctor Black seems to be only able to treat trauma. In case of tetanus, it will be very troublesome. How much can this plaster do?" prevent risk."

Warlock looked at Bruno's face, the shaggy beard covering Bruno's expression, but he could see the seriousness in his tone and eyes.

Warlock is not used to rejecting other people's kindness. In fact, he only needs to lick this kind of wound to heal, but it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a disrespectful thing in front of Bruno.

Bruno sat on the opposite side of the table and looked at Warlock earnestly, physically expressing that Warlock would leave only after he was drugged.

From the angle of the moonlight shining into the wooden house, it can be seen that it is already very late, and Bruno will get up early tomorrow. Warlock didn't want to delay Bruno's time, so he unscrewed the lid and squeezed out the plaster to apply on his hands.

Bruno looked at Warlock's movements with deep helplessness. From Warlock's unfamiliar movements, it could be seen that he had never administered the medicine himself.

He directly took the plaster in Warlock's hand, took out a roll of gauze and tore off a piece of it to wipe off the dust and blood from Warlock's palm. After confirming that there was no dirt on the wound, he squeezed out a pea-sized plaster and applied it gently on his fingertips. on the wound.

Warlock watched Bruno quietly administering the medicine to himself, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Bruno, don't you want to ask something?"

Bruno paused when he twisted the lid of the ointment, and said pretending not to care, "Everyone has their own secrets, and there are some things that shouldn't be asked."

Warlock hesitated for a moment, and said nothing more. The encounter between Bruno and him was a coincidence, and there will be countless such coincidences in the future.He has a good impression of Bruno now only because Bruno is the first person he meets with a story during his study tour, and the first one always impresses people.

Seeing that Warlock didn't follow up his words and reveal the news he wanted to know, Bruno knew that his words were still immature, and he needed to practice more in the future.

"Actually, I have one more thing to do here today, but Chief Yima said that I have learned everything I can learn. I will leave here and go to other places after I visit him for the last time tomorrow."

"I am very grateful to meet you here and to be taken care of by you. I think I should say hello and thank you before leaving."

After confirming that all the wounds were covered with medicine, Bruno took the gauze and tied Warlock's hands tightly: "You can sleep like this tonight, and the gauze can be removed tomorrow morning."

To be honest, Bruno's technique of tying the gauze is not good, Warlock is wearing a pair of gloves now, ten fingers are forced to spread, and he can't even bend a little bit.But Warlock's attention was not on the messy tied hands at all, he didn't expect the parting to come so soon.

"Brother Bruno, do you want to go back to your hometown?"

"No, my travels have just begun."

The author says:

☆The 17-year-old master has just started traveling, and he has not learned much, neither his means nor his abilities are mature enough.The character is still somewhat youthful, more lively and softer than Bruce Wayne who returned to Gotham to become Batman.

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