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Chapter 145 The first drop of blood
The light suddenly shone in, and Xicilia cried out from the bottom of her heart, and a pair of slender hands covered in blood suddenly stretched out, tightly choking his neck.

She shrank in the darkness, her beautiful eyes were completely covered with blood, empty without any focus, her face was frighteningly pale, and her voice was hoarse: "I warned you, don't come near me!"

The hand that was clasped tightly around the neck was bone-chillingly cold, trembling slightly all the time.

Qi Zhi only felt that his heart was about to break.

As if he didn't feel the confinement on his neck, he held Cecilia's hand with his bracelet, and continuously transferred the heat from his body to her hand through the palm of his hand.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of frightening her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm here."

Xicilia seemed to be unable to hear, she just shook her head crazily, and the hand pinching Qi Zhi's neck strengthened a lot, her long black hair fluttered with her movements, drawing thin arcs of effort.

She didn't cry, but Qi Zhi seemed to hear her cry.

He took a hard breath, and did not pull her hand that was pinching his neck, but slowly approached her, over and over again, tirelessly whispering her name in her ear.

"Xixi, my Xixi."

I don't know if it's because Qi Zhi's voice is too gentle and affectionate, Xicilia's frightened eyes gradually calmed down, like a little beast that has stumbled into a trap, and slowly put away itself and stood upright sharp armor.

Withdrawing the strength from her hands very slowly, Xicilia hoarsely voiced, tilted her head, and tentatively asked softly, "Qi Zhi?"

With these two simple words, Qi Zhi's face showed a look of shock and pain, he clenched his teeth, and even his eyes turned red.

How could he make such a big mistake and let her be taken away from him.

He held Cecilia's gradually relaxing hand in his, bowed his head, and left an extremely sincere kiss on the back of her hand.

Some hot liquid dripped on the back of her hand, and then flowed down quickly along the arc of the back of her hand.

"I'm sorry, I was late. My little princess was bullied." His voice was unbelievably hoarse.

Xicilia sat on the ground in a daze for a long time, blinked her eyes, her thick black and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye, along her pale cheek, to her delicate jaw, wet A small piece of the collar was removed.

The redness in her eyes dissipated quickly, revealing the original emerald-like purity, with watery colors flickering in between, like the brightest stars in the night sky shattered in her eyes.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." She clutched the bottom corner of his clothes tightly, not daring to let go for a moment, for fear of letting go, all of this was just her imagination.

She didn't cry when she was caught and sent to the laboratory table, weak and weak.

She didn't cry when she was torn on her body by the cold knife and was about to pass out from the pain.

She didn't cry when she was besieged and persecuted by people who were pure and kind to her, and she was isolated and helpless.

Xicilia once thought that the blood race would not shed tears.

They are born with the moon and are friends with the dark night. All the vividness and heat have nothing to do with them. The blood race lives a boring and expensive life. In their long lives, they have no taste for ups and downs, bitterness, saltiness, and all kinds of life.

But the moment she saw Qi Zhi, the string in her mind that had been stretched for a long time broke with a "clang", and the overwhelming emotions seemed to have found an outlet, gushing out, unable to get out tidy.

Qi Zhi gently pulled her slender back into his arms, not even daring to hug her hard.

He saw that her exposed skin was bruised and purple, and her skin was torn apart. At a glance, there was almost no intact place.

Pure blood has strong healing power.In this case, it can still hurt like this.It can be seen how far Xicilia has been tortured, and how much blood has been lost on her body, so that even the basic wounds cannot be healed for a long time.

In Qi Zhi's more than 20 years of life, there has never been such a strong and irrepressible feeling of tyrannical shame in his heart.

His little princess is beautiful and sweet, pure and true.She should have been hidden in the most luxurious palace, lined with flowers, kissed with sunshine, moistened with dew, and praised with the most beautiful words in the world.It was a treasure that he held in his hands and was afraid of melting, but because of his mistake, he was locked up in this dark laboratory and suffered all kinds of inhuman torture.

He lowered his head, printed a kiss on Cecilia's smooth forehead, covered her eyes with his hands, and gently carried her out from under the bed.

Light came through his fingers.

Leaving the dark environment that brought peace of mind, Sicilia couldn't help trembling when thinking of everything she had done.

She once read a poem with a beautiful melody: The world kisses me hard and asks me to reciprocate with a song.

The former old housekeeper told her that this is the way to be a king.

The blood race is sincerely convinced by force, but sometimes, killing cannot solve everything. On the contrary, it will make things develop in a more serious direction. All dissatisfaction suppressed by force will always slowly ferment in the corner, and finally Become a human-hungry demon.

For a long time, blood clans without clear rules of survival will always fall apart one day.

The old butler taught her how to be a human being, how to deal with things, and to have a peaceful attitude towards human beings, even though they had almost slaughtered the blood race.However, he didn't teach her how to repay this world that hurt her with endless malice with singing.

From the first second she set foot on this land, Xicilia never thought that one day, her hands would be covered with human blood, and she would become the same existence as the most incomprehensible blood predecessors she used to have.

Qi Zhi pressed Xicilia's head in his arms, preventing her from recalling anything that happened before.

"If you are really that sad, close your eyes, cover your ears, and don't listen or look.

Be good, I'll take you out. "

If the world kisses you painfully, I will turn my back on the world, accompany you in the world, and prop up a piece of sky for you with my back. This is probably the best thing I can do to you.

Give you the loyalty of a man of no faith, and the world is bad, but you are loved.

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Someone came out from behind and stood in front of him, with a rigid voice, as if it was spliced ​​out of audio after segment: "Don't go out."

Qi Zhi raised his head and looked at him quietly.

For this twin brother, Qi Zhi's emotions in his heart are complicated and dull.

As the Patriarch of the Qi family said, he was born with weak emotions, and maybe all the strong emotions in his life were put on Xicilia.The reason why he severed ties with the Qi family and came to the blood clan alone was not just because of his mother, whom he had never met.

Blood race, what kind of existence is it that makes the Qi family pursue it so hard that they would rather throw away the bottom line of human conscience and do whatever it takes to snatch it into their hands.

　My dears, today's update is late due to a little personal matter, I'm very sorry!
　　Thanks to "Nam Joo Hyuk's woman ye", "Fatty r", "Han Jinnian", "Qiu Nian" for the gifts!

　　Today is another day to ask everyone to help in the rankings. God knows that I will drop out of 15 soon, and I will cry bitterly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)