The Blood Hourglass

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"But do you think this bride can do it today?" From the very beginning, I felt that the bride named Ling'er was a little bit wrong, her face was pale and pale, and she didn't have any anger. Said, that is because of the dark forehead and the lifeless expression on his face. Recently, something bad should have happened.

"I think I will be rewarded for my hard work," the old lady replied.

"Huh! Really?" I didn't think so anymore.

"Ah!" The bride shook slightly, and she whispered in fright.

"Be careful!" the groom shouted worriedly on the other side.

"Master, do you think that bride seems to have something wrong" Huodie asked behind me.

"I think her time is running out!" Saferot replied calmly. His tone at this time was like he was a **** of death, cold and ruthless, but calm and gentle.

"It turns out to be true, I also think it's really pitiful! At such a happy moment..." Huodie said with some regret.

"Misfortune comes and the blessing lies, the blessing comes to the misfortune!" I sighed softly.

"Master, miss, what are you talking about? How come I don't understand it!" With little Gray Gina on the side, she asked inexplicably.

"It won't take long for you to understand everything!" Saferot answered with a look of waiting.

"Yeah!" Gina agreed somewhat confusedly. Little Gray did not notice our conversation at all, but was focusing on estimating the degree of difficulty of the bride's toes on the bottom of the small cup. As for the old couple and his children, they are even more enthusiastic about the wedding, so of course they will not listen to the private conversations between us.

"Be careful!" the groom shouted again, looking at the dangerous look of the bride. However, he could not step forward to protect her. It can be seen that this is not only a test for the bride, but also a test for the groom, to test whether he is full of trust in his lover, so that he can hold on not to rush forward. Stop this stupid trick.

"Be careful! Be careful!" Seeing the bride's three moves, her father couldn't help crying out loudly as she walked more and more unstable and harder.

"Ah!" Within a few seconds, the bride finally couldn't hold on anymore, and when she tilted, she fell heavily to the ground. After only hearing her scream, there was no more sound.

"Ling'er!" The bridegroom first rushed up like flying, took her into his arms, gently stroked her cheek, and called.

"Ling'er, wake up!" The old father of a handful of chronicles also hurriedly came to his beloved daughter's side and shouted in the voice of Cangsang. But the daughter never wakes up, although she is still breathing, she is already so weak that she can hardly feel it. At this time, all the people present stayed there, because no one thought that this kind of thing would happen on this happy day, except of course those of us who were aware of it from the beginning.

"Old owner, please save my daughter!" The old man really had no choice but to ask the old master standing aside.

"Okay, come on, let me see what's wrong with Ling'er first." The old master stepped forward and carefully inspected the bride's eyes and her pulse, but she stopped shaking her head.

"Old owner, what's wrong with Ling'er?" the bridegroom asked with tears. He who has been holding the bride knows best whether the person in his arms is still saved, but he is always unwilling to believe what he does not want to happen, and hopes that others will tell him that his idea is wrong. But the result is often that my first sense is correct.

"Her heart beats slower and slower. I think there will be no more heartbeats in a few minutes." Although the old master is unwilling to believe that this is the case, he, as a bystander, cannot be so. He also had to comfort these overwhelmingly sad people.

"How is this possible, what's wrong with her? How could something happen suddenly?" The old man's voice was choked up, because although he didn't want to believe it, he knew that the old owner would not make fun of him about this kind of thing.

"I think she got Bo" the old master replied regrettably.

"I got sick, what kind of disease? Is it an epidemic?" the groom asked in surprise. The voice has begun to stir. It seems that the plague heard from Hina's mouth is not a rumor, but a real matter.

"I think so, because the symptoms are too similar!" The old owner admitted helplessly.

"What?" The bridegroom yelled, pushing away the bride in his arms violently, and desperately backing away, as if the bride at this moment is no longer the one he loves so much that he will stay with him for a lifetime, but A terrifying cannibalism, a demon connecting hell.

"Kerr, what are you doing?" the old man asked angrily, and reached out to take his daughter into his arms. This is love! The truly selfless can give all love for these. Seeing this old man’s action, I was really touched. Once upon a time, I had such relatives and such love, but I was deprived of them one by one by the guy from heaven. So, I will never become his. Believers, because the account between me and him is never clear.

"That's right! Kerr, how can you be like this, she is your bride!" The villagers around were also accusing the bridegroom.

"But she got the plague! I don't want to die!" the groom retorted in fear.

"Even if she got the plague, you can't do that!" Another impassioned accusation. But what is strange is that most of the original villagers disappeared in an instant, and they are still disappearing.

"Ling'er! You can't do this! You can't leave your father alone! Ling'er!" At this time, the old man couldn't help crying out and about.

"Is Ling'er really hopeless?" The old woman also shed tears of pity.

"Except..." the old master thought for a while, hesitatingly said.

"Except what?" the old woman asked hastily.

"Except for turning her into a nobleman." The old master said and turned to look at us.

"How can this be!" the old woman objected. Of course, the old woman's objection does not mean that she does not want Ling'er to live, but she knows that after becoming a vampire, Ling'er has to endure more and longer pains. As a result, her relatives and friends must be with her. Experiencing these ordinary people together simply cannot bear life.

"But..." The old master still wanted to refute something, but he was also very clear in his heart that the wife was right, and could not choose the pain of eternal life in order to avoid the immediate pain.

"Old owner, please, I must save Ling'er!" When the old man heard that there was hope, he didn't care about anything, put down his daughter in his arms, turned and hugged the old master's leg, pleading.

"This..." Seeing that the other person of his age is about to suffer the pain of losing his child when he is old, the old master is really unbearable, but he knows the pros and cons, and he knows which one is more important. , The problem is that he still can't open his mouth to refuse.

"This can't work." Saferot said, stepping forward suddenly.

"Why, why not?" The old man looked at Safrot with gurgling eyes and begged.

"Because if you turn her into a nobleman, from then on she can only travel at night and can no longer get a little bit of sunshine. Moreover, she feeds on blood every day and does not eat any human food. The most important point is that she cannot get married and have children. , And to be accompanied by loneliness for eternal life, human beings will regard her as the devil and kill them quickly, and the nobles will regard her alienation as not tolerating her, so your temporary pain now can be exchanged for the sadness of eternal life in the future. As a father, do you really want her to be like that?" Saferot explained calmly.

"I..." The old man's lips trembled fiercely. With his confused brain nerves at this time, I don't think I can analyze any problems.

"You'd better think about it. This is about Ling'er's life. If it is too hasty, Ling'er will suffer for a lifetime." The old woman also persuaded.

"That... Then what can I do!" The old man was completely stunned, facing his dying daughter, he really didn't know how to choose.

"It's better to prepare for her funeral!" Seeing the old man hesitating, Saferot suggested.

"No, no, Ling'er is my only relative. I can bear everything for her. Without her, what can I live for? I can't lose her, absolutely can't." It seems that the old man has decided. Decided to use the pain of his daughter's eternal life in exchange for his temporary misery.

"Since you have decided, then I have nothing to say." Saferot said and backed away.

"Old owner, please, turn Ling'er into a nobleman!" The old man begged again.

"This...I can't do this, because only nobles can turn ordinary humans into nobles." The old master replied helplessly. He is really helpless now.

"What to do then!" The old man looked at a loss at this time, and the decision he finally made was a hopeless one.

"Mr. Saferot, can you..." The old woman also compromised and turned to Saferot for help.

"No, it's enough that I created the Fire Butterfly, and I won't harm other people." Saverott glanced at the Fire Butterfly before refusing.

"Master, you don't have to do it for me..." This is the first time Huodie heard her master express her guilt, so she was very moved.

"Not for you, but for myself." Saferot interrupted her and said.

"Then you, Miss Huodie... can't you..." The old master knew that Saffrott had decided that it could not be changed for any reason, so he had to give up.

"No, I have experienced so many years of pain, I don't want to see my second self." Huodie also disagreed. Of course, this is excusable, after all, she has personally experienced the pain of eternal life and eternal companionship, so her absolutely is reasonable.

"What should I do? If you don't agree, who else can do it!" the old woman asked anxiously.

"Isn't there still Miss Luvian?" the woman suddenly reminded. Everyone's eyes shook and turned to me.

"Sorry, I personally killed the vampire I created, I don't want to kill another one." I replied coldly.

"What can we do then? Do we just watch Ling'er die?" the gentleman asked loudly.

"Then do you want to watch someone be killed by her?" I cast him a cold look and asked.

"This... How is this possible? Even if she becomes a vampire, she will not hurt others. She has been a kind child since she was a child." He replied very firmly.

"She was kind in the past, does not mean that she will be kind in the future, because too many times, she will not be able to bear the hunger and thirst for blood, and at this time, she may hurt the closest person around her for this, etc. It's too late when she wakes up, then how should she face herself?" I blocked him speechless.

"From your tone, you have killed your closest relatives in order to understand thirst?" The woman really became more annoying, and she didn't forget to retaliate against me at this time.

"No, my past is incomprehensible with your brain. It is impossible for a vampire of pure blood like me to be unable to control his own desires. Besides, I am a powerful vampire, so my relatives are stronger, so I can't hurt them." I gave her a fierce look and replied.

"So it's like this! I thought..." she said and said nothing.

"What should I do now?" the old woman asked helplessly. I don't know who she is asking, maybe she doesn't even know who to ask.

"Please, everyone, save my daughter!" The old man turned to kneel in front of us, crying.

"Sorry, if you do that, you will not save your daughter, but will harm your daughter." Although Huo Die pityed this old father and his daughter, she would never try to harm others like her and go through that kind of shackles. Many, the cross is a heavy life.

"I won't blame you, please turn her into a vampire, okay?" The old man still entangled. But all of us had already decided that we wouldn't make a move, so when faced with his silent cry, we didn't react at all.

"I am willing, but I don't know how to turn people into vampires." Little Gray suddenly stood up and said.

"Little Gray, do you really want to do this?" Huodie confirmed with some disbelief.

"Yes, turn her into a vampire. If she doesn't want to, then let her decide whether to live or die." Little Gray replied calmly. He was right. Now Ling'er has no choice between life and death. If she is given a chance, then it’s not a big deal, except that the only thing that destroys is the rules of life and death. Just like I created Xiaojie, Dad said, Xiaojie The existence of is the destruction of the rules, so as a rule breaking, I will definitely pay a certain price for it.

"It's easy to turn her into a vampire, but are you willing to bear all the punishment for it?" I asked calmly.

"I'm willing." Little Gray replied very quickly. It seemed that he hadn't thought too much. Of course, judging from his current experience, he couldn't think about anything.

"Okay! Just **** about half of her blood, and then give her a little more of your blood, then it will be fine." I explained. Some people must have experienced it before they can truly learn, so I will give him a chance to learn. Not only for Little Gray, but also for the old man. As a result, Little Gray really turned the bride into a vampire and her own child.

"After a while, she will wake up, and then just give her more blood." Finally, when the group of us was leaving, Saffrot said.

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