The Haunted

Late, you can hear the noise of the **** people wearing masks and ridicule -

"Oh, a human."

"how is this possible……"

"The sire is almost never in contact with the outside world."

"But how did he know that?" There was also a slight questioning voice.

I don’t know if they don’t believe it, he has to think of something else. In fact, from a series of previous events, including the attitude of the werewolf and other blood groups to Prince Amer, he also vaguely guessed how cold, inaccessible, powerful and mysterious the image is in the blood. It is much more difficult to pretend to be his lover than to pretend to be a romantic blood.

It is a pity that he has no trace of the other side, nor the coat of Prince Amer. He does not even have any proof of contact with the other party. Therefore, it is much more difficult to fool these blood races than to fool Alex.

Hesitated for a moment, and retreated to the next whisper: "...at least he likes to **** my blood." This time he can't lie at all.

The vampire standing behind him just glanced at him with a dull and disdainful look: "Although I don't know where you heard the name, forcing a lie will not make you die more."

"Kid, you'd better ask for it next time." He pulled out a cruel and ridiculous smile. "The whole blood family knows that the Highness has never sucked blood directly from the body."

He closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Now he tells the truth and no one believes.

How long has it been since they were caught? Two hours? Three hours? Ye Yingzhi, he found himself suffering from an accident? Can he contact the vampire hunter in time to save him? What if he didn't find it? What if he can't catch up? What will be waiting for them?

The triangular-shaped pointed cone shimmers in the cold under the candlelight, and the black stains on it are faintly stained like blood, which indicates the cruel fate of the coming.

It’s useless to move out of Prince Emer’s name. He can’t just count on Ye Yingzhi. He has to find another way to find a way to escape from it, at least to save his life... It’s not feasible to rely on force. Don’t say him. Now I am still tied with my hands. Even if he is flexible, he will definitely fight these vampires who are far better than ordinary people and ghosts...

The rapid simulation of his brain was running, and fine sweat on his forehead slipped down his cheek and rolled to the ground. Unconsciously, after a high pitch, the piece has gradually sung to the end.

When he looked up and tried to put his thoughts into practice, he felt a hand slamming his waist - a person standing behind him and intimately sticking him.

He could feel the man's movements gently unraveling a circle of black tape that trapped his hands and arms, and took his bundled numb wrists into the palm of his hand and gently pressed it.

After a short delay, slowly turned back, Ye Yingzhi was standing in the shadow behind him, looking down at him.

I don't know what he did. He stood here for so long. No vampire found his existence, and no blood family found his sneak.

Then the action that turned back later was like a spell that instantly broke the previous delicate balance.

The executioner on his right rear seemed to have just found a person in front of his left side and put on a posture of alert. The man was wearing a black long coat, and a black hair was neatly and naturally hanging over his shoulder. He held the waist of the human body with one hand, and his expression was calm and calm. His face was a little pale, and he occasionally unconsciously licked his teeth while standing there.

The song stopped suddenly. The blood family under the platform also noticed the change of this side. They looked in this direction and looked at the uninvited sneak. When he sneaked in, he apparently convinced the atmosphere of the whole body, making it impossible for them to easily judge his order and identity, but they could still easily see that the man in front of him was also a vampire.

A vampire who is intimate with the human movements that they are caught as sacrifices.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The executioner cautiously asked the sudden appearance of the blood. The intuition he developed over the past hundred years tells him that this blood group may not be simple.

"I will take him away." Ye Yingzhi stood up late, but ignored the previous question. Half a squat on the ground for too long, the late legs have been a little numb, he can only quietly lean on Ye Yingzhi.

Ye Yingzhi seems to have noticed this, his eyes are dark and dark, and he will tighten his mind.

He looked around the oval hall for a week and said calmly: "As far as I know, pure blood sacrifices have been banned two hundred years ago."

The expression of the executioner is more vigilant: "Are you a law enforcement team?"

Ye Yingzhi paused and replied plainly: "No."

The executioner slightly lowered his heart. He knew that the thirteen law enforcement teams responsible for this would not suddenly send people to investigate them. If they are newcomers who have just entered the team and can't understand the rules, they can also give each other a lesson. However, if it is a fifteen to twenty law enforcement team, there will be some trouble, but if the other party dares to come alone, they can only ask him to "leave", but it may not be easy to deal with the follow-up issues.

But if the other party is just an ordinary blood family, there is no concern.

Late, I saw that the executioner and many of the vampires underneath showed a sigh of relief. He is a little anxious, although Ye Yingzhi now looks like a very good-looking person, but he knows the details of his vampire hunter friend, knowing that he is only more pretending. If you are besieged by this group of blood, don't say to save yourself, I am afraid he has to be planted here.

Those vampires are obviously taboo to the law enforcement team, and Ye Yingzhi may have given them some advantages when they confessed. It’s already an urgent situation. Why is Ye Yingzhi so honest? When I think about it, Ye Yingzhi has never deceived him except to talk about big things. Even those who were considered by him to be bragging may be true. At this time, he did not know whether to applaud the other party for such a wonderful quality or sigh.

For a moment, the vampires below were obviously swaying, collectively sending out a voice of dissatisfaction with the **** stalker who sneaked into the disturbance, and demanded that the executioner on the stage immediately sanction him.

A blood family pointed to the late screaming and yelling at Ye Yingzhi: "This is the sacrifice we have taken. Why should you take him away? Leave him behind! But since you are here, you will stay!" ”

It is said that the blood sacrifice of the blood family will have a better effect. However, they have already converged for many years, and they dare not start to deal with the blood inside. Otherwise, if it really raises the attention of the high-ranking blood family, it is not fun to send a team to the law enforcement team to trace.

Later, he followed the voice and looked at him. He had an impression of the **** clan who was vocal, and he was one of the four vampires who caught them.

Ye Yingzhi turned his head and helped him to stand still beside Bai Qiu. He bowed his head and sneaked a slap in his ear. He patted his back and walked forward alone.

He walked up to the **** family, looked down at the other side, and smiled softly: "You want to stop me from taking him away? Then do it according to tradition."

He hooked up the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were dark and dark, and he couldn’t see the bottom: "The blood agreement."

After hearing the words of Ye Yingzhi, it was not clear. So I only took the opportunity to slip past Bai Qiu to untie the restraint on my hand. I slammed her face and helped her to restore her consciousness. When Bai Qiu opened his eyes, he immediately straightened up and looked at Ye Yingzhi with a worried look. His eyes never left the black figure, and Bai Qiu recovered his consciousness and pulled his shirt. He did not respond.

The low vampires were amazed when they heard the word. In the past, if two blood races were in the same prey, they used the blood agreement to determine the attribution of the prey. The two sides have a duel, and the winning party owns the ownership of the prey. However, with the development of the times, gradually no blood races will fight for prey, and the ancient blood agreement will no longer be brought up.

Under the eyes of the public, it was so provocative by an outsider. The vampire's fangs were revealed, and he opened his mask and threw it on the ground, jumped up and jumped onto the platform. This indicates that he took the initiative to accept the blood agreement.

Under the stage is crazy drum noise and good sound, and even cheers and shouts. These blood races have no doubt that the sneaked blood family will eventually leave his blood and his life, becoming the twelfth sacrifice tonight, the blood sacrifices they have not tried for a long time. Before that, they didn't mind watching more good movies to vent their fanatical and inciting emotions.

Ye Yingzhi only took a white silk glove from his pocket and put it on, and the sideways flashed the attack from the vampire. The black coat hem rises with his movements, and when he falls again, his left hand has caught the vampire's throat and lifted the other side off the ground.

Everything just happens between the moments.

His face is still very calm, stunned expression, watching the vampire in front of him is like watching a rare thing. He didn't even look at him, his eyes had already turned away from the people in his hands.

The vampires underneath quieted and looked up at the scene in front of them. More and more vampires have felt that it is wrong.

The vampire on the stage can feel the hand holding his neck constantly tightening, as if the next second will pinch his throat. Even if it is a blood family, the separation of the head and neck will be "dead", and it will be the second, complete death.

He laboriously squeezed out a few breaths from the scorpion: "Killing the pros... is a crime of death."

"Is it?" Ye Yingzhi turned his head to the left, smiled and said casually. "But when I killed Drake, no one told me."

Their voices are very small. As an ordinary person, standing on the edge of the platform and watching the white autumn is not heard at all.

But all the blood races in the room were heard. The name "Dreek" is like a thundering explosion on their heads. Drake itself is a past tense, but it is a blood race that has been turned into dust for thousands of years, but his name is often reminiscent of that person.

The prince of the Prince.

It is said that his father was a king of a former country, and his mother was only one of the king's mistresses, but was favored for the beautiful and rare appearance of the East. He is the eldest son, and when he was born, he was regarded as an ominous sign and was asserted that he could not live for long. Because his heartbeat is slow and weak, sometimes it is not even felt, and as he gets older, his heartbeat and pulse become weaker. Even more bizarre is that normal food is meaningless to him. He can only sustain life by drinking the blood of animals.

The king did not like this wicked illegitimate child, and soon after he was born he and his mother were banned into a castle. And when he was young, his mother also let go of people early.

He grew up, and his usual actions were the same as ordinary people. His heartbeat gradually became stagnant day by day. At that time, Prince Drake, the most powerful of the European blood family, heard about his deeds. He felt that when he died, he would naturally turn into a vampire, the purest blood of the pure blood, and hoped to treat him before he died. Carry out the first time and turn him into his descendants.

He thought he would have a strong and beautiful descendant in this regard, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations. In the heyday of the most powerful Prince Drake has not been able to implement his first-time plan, and when he sneaked into the castle, he was killed by the owner of the ordinary human castle. After killing Prince Drake, the master of the castle really stopped breathing and turned into a vampire. As a victor, he occupied the title, status and territory of Prince Drake in the blood.

So until later, when I mentioned Prince Amer, the blood family couldn't help but think that when he was still human, he hunted the past of one of the most powerful vampire princes, and then he was stunned.

No one dares to tell him the commandment of "killing the pro". What's more, when he killed Drake, it was not a blood race.

The current situation is easier to deal with. As one of the blood princes, he naturally has the power to dispose of these lower blood groups arbitrarily – including depriving them of “life”.

"You...you...why..." The vampire who was caught in his throat had unconsciously used the homage, his eyes full of fear, and his gaze turned to the hand that held him. The left hand with white silk gloves is long and strong, and the ring finger is stretched out, where a ring is obviously worn.

Ye Yingzhi had been licking the late waist with his left hand. The hand was hidden in the dark. Under the cover of the sleeves, none of the **** people who were on the scene noticed the ring in his hand.

The sight of other blood races also converge on that hand at this time. The white gloves hold the ring underneath, and even the surface of the silk can be seen through the surface of the silk - the thorns that grow freely, and the delicate roses that are wrapped tightly by the thorns.

The strong atmosphere and pressure from the center of the field to the surrounding area, the identity of the person has no longer need to confirm.

Ye Ying tightened the five fingers a little bit, but his eyes looked soft and tangled to look elsewhere: "...has he already told you, he is my lover..."

"No," he casually threw his **** hand to the side, took off his gloves, lowered his eyes slightly, and his mouth rose, showing a smile, whispering. "He is my lover. It is my king, I am King."