The Blood Hourglass

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On the way back, I didn't say a word, didn't want to say, and had nothing to say, my mind was full of Huodie's empty eyes and the sad past. I just hope her future will not be like this.

I want to take her away, take her out of here, but. . . She is like this, will she obediently listen to me and leave with me? For her now, he is everything, and I am nothing, not even knowing him.

"What are you thinking?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"If I'm right, you should be thinking of Saffrot..." Hearing this, I suddenly raised my head and looked at him. He smiled coldly, "It seems that I guessed right, but I don't know why you care about Saffrot so much. He really killed your parents, right?"

"No." I lowered my head and continued to walk towards the small building.

"Then why do you care about him so much? I really don't understand how a little human girl would be bound to a tens of millions of years old vampire." He walked very slowly, always following me.

"Aren't you the same as him?" I asked coldly.

"But I think your bond with him is not as simple as mine and him."

"The hunter's sense of smell is extraordinary." I sarcastically said.

"Huh! Maybe." When he came to the door of Xiaolou, he stepped forward and opened the door, letting me go in first, "but you haven't said that you have anything to do with him?"

"He owes me something."

Everyone in the hall was there, some were drinking tea, some were playing with throwing knives, and some were chatting. When we both came in, we couldn't help stopping our business and staring at us.

"What does he owe you?" He followed me to the table and poured me a cup of tea.

"People!" I took a sip and answered faintly.

"People? Who? Who owes you?" The old cow always seemed to be familiar with me, so he just leaned over to me and asked.

"Safrot." I looked at him with a faint smile. I don't like this person, but I don't hate it either.

"What? Why can't I understand?" My answer confuses the old man.

"Oh, are you saying that Saffrot owes you a person, or Saffrot owes you a Saffrot?" But the young master became clearer.

"The latter." I replied.

"What? What do you mean? Saffrot owes you a Saffrot, head? What does she mean?" The old man still didn't understand, and he simply pulled his boss in. The boss first glanced at the young master, and saw that there was no response from the young master, so he walked over and explained, "You can't understand this. She means that Saffrot is hers."

"What? Little girl? How can you say that Saffrot is yours? He is the most terrible vampire?" The old man was very nervous.

"Huh! That's for you, for me... it's not."

"So, he likes you?" The Young Master's tone was a bit chilly at this time, and there was no sound around him.

"Maybe." If he hasn't changed in this century. I got up, it should be time for bed now.

"Are you in love with him too?" The Young Master's tone became colder and colder.

"Maybe!" A hundred years! Originally, he was not an ordinary existence to me. Now he has guarded me for a hundred years. Although he was not there when I woke up, I believe that he did not leave voluntarily, so I want to find him back because . . . . he's mine.

"What is maybe? Don't you know that you are a human being and he is a vampire. It is completely impossible for you to be with him?" The young master struck the table.

"Maybe? A world where even vampires exist, what is possible? Besides, can you really be sure that I am a human?" I said, I sneered and stepped upstairs, but the downstairs was quiet, almost breathing can hear.

"Little girl, can you tell Lao Niu what your name is." Suddenly Lao Niu's question broke the depressed silence.

"Quiet!" With a slammed sound, the door blocked all eyes, suspicious, puzzled, curious, and hateful.

"Young Master, this..." The boss turned around and looked at the Young Master, with a heavy tone. After all, he brought this girl back. If there is anything, he will naturally be unable to escape.

"You believe what she said?" The young master glanced at her head coldly, but calmed down, because based on his knowledge of vampires for so many years, the girl in front of him could not be a kin, although from the look and temperament , Very similar to the blood, but this may be because she is with Saffrot.

"I...I just don't think she is lying. As the young master said just now, she seems to be disdainful of lying." The boss secretly observed the listener's reaction as he spoke until he finished speaking.

"She can't be a vampire." The young master explained vigorously, convincing others but also convincing herself.

"We believe this, but since she has a relationship with Saffrot, then we can't keep her here, or it will be too dangerous for us." Although Tweed is very clear, saying this at this time is for Shao The Lord was extremely disrespectful, but he just couldn't help it, especially when the other party was a victim of slavery and punishment.

"You..." The young master's eyes were like swords, but he didn't say anything any more, but turned upstairs, because the other party was right, but even if he was right, he didn't want the girl to leave here. Leaving his side, in her body, there is something that attracts him, so he is reluctant.

"Without my permission, no one is allowed to hurt her, because... She is mine." Finally, the moment the young master closed the door, he gave an order. After all, most of these subordinates are rough people. Unsure of the moment his forehead became hot, he went to kill Jing.

As soon as he entered the door, he turned around and punched it, hitting the wall fiercely, blood drenched in the knuckles, but he didn't feel any pain.

He has never cared so much about a person, and he has never been so indifferent to a person. For him, it is simply an unbearable shame. He hates him and hates that Sa who doesn’t know where he is now. Frot, hate that Tweet who always goes against him, hate this girl who doesn't know any details, hate this self who is so helpless to face everything.

The more I thought about it, the more I hated it, two **** rays of light appeared in his eyes.

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