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Chapter 169 The first drop of blood
"Oops, that's rude."

Fan Zhuo picked up the rose petals, and the petals were already stained with dust. He sighed with regret, "It's really dirty, it seems that she doesn't like you."

Then he threw the rose flower on the ground, raised his foot without hesitation, and twisted it with his leather shoes. The delicate flower was instantly stepped into the dirt, and the petals were crushed and scattered all over the ground.

Seeing his movements, Cecilia felt a chill in her heart for a moment.The rose flower that I liked so much one second can be crushed mercilessly in the mud the next second. This man is cold-hearted. The thing he doesn't care about is that he really doesn't give a second half of his eyes out .

Xicilia clenched her hand holding the hem of the skirt unconsciously, and the veil in her hand was crumpled together: "My brother was cursed by you, if I guessed correctly, this is you, the famous It must be the talent of Grand Duke Vatican."

Fan Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with interest.

Seeing his reaction, Xicilia calmed down a lot: "Your talent has always been well hidden, and has never been exposed to other blood races, so that other pure bloods are even more shy of you, unable to know themselves and the enemy. , It is a terrible mistake in the battle, no one can guarantee what kind of damage your talent will bring."

"You speak so well, I want to hear you continue."

Fan Zhuo simply sat down on the swing frame in the back garden, and his long legs kicked lightly on the ground from time to time, causing the swing frame to shake slowly. He reached out and raised his hand to Cecilia, signaling her to continue, A calm look.

"Your talent is also 'prophecy', right, but unlike Ashburn, his prophecy is to pass through the gap of time, see what actually exists and will definitely happen in the future; and your prophecy , is a sign of something that will happen in the future, in layman's terms, that is, what you said will become a reality in the future."

Xicilia walked into him slowly, leaned over, and whispered very softly in his ear: "Perhaps it would be more appropriate for me to call you 'Speaker'?"

Fan Zhuo's eyelashes drooped, and his slender and beautiful fingers tapped rhythmically on the swing frame. Suddenly, he laughed in a low voice, as if he had heard some big joke: "My lovely little princess , did you secretly read some strange novels? If our blood race really has what you call such a heaven-defying talent, then why should my blood race stay in a corner and be locked up in this small world for so long? "

Xicilia straightened up, the broken hair beside her ears fluttered in the wind, charming and playful.

"Of course you have. Everyone says that you are the strongest of the blood clan, but they are all wrong. You should be the most powerful No.1 in the entire history of the blood clan. The talent of this 'speaker' is actually your training. No? It's just that this talent has many constraints, and your ability is still limited, so you can't use it to the extreme.

That's why you set your sights on Ashburn, similar talents make you salivate, you are thinking, as long as you devour his abilities, you will have enough power to control your talents, until At that time, you are no longer the No.1 of the blood race, but you will become the No.1 of the whole world. You can break the curse of the blood race and gain eternal life. At the same time, you can feel light, heat, and the world like ordinary humans All good. "

The smile on Fan Zhuo's face gradually faded, he looked up at him, his always upturned Danfeng eyes also sank, and sneered: "Do you think Ashburn would be so kind to let me absorb his power?"

"It's true that he won't, but if you find out the secret of my escape, then all this will be too easy." Xicilia pulled her skirt and sat gently beside Fanzhuo, her slender, white hair The thighs are exposed, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Everything is going as you imagined, but you never imagined that the power of Ashburn in your body is not compatible at all. The two forces are rampant in your body, and your ability does not increase but decreases. , So, tonight, our mysterious and powerful Grand Duke Van Zhuo will condescend to come to my banquet."

Xicilia laughed sarcastically: "You are smart but you are mistaken by your cleverness. The backlash of the two forces makes you miserable. The power of the blood that exists in the blood can be reversed at will? If you want to truly inherit the ability of it , only through reproduction, so when you hear the news of my return, you can't wait to come here. You want to give birth to me and your pure blood, and then use his power to achieve your goal. I If you guess correctly, the bat at the entrance of the blood barrier is your messenger."

Fan Zhuo was silent for a long time, and let out a soft laugh from his nasal cavity. He simply leaned sideways on the swing frame and looked at her with his chin: "I didn't expect that Ashburn would have such a clever person like you." My sister, since you've guessed it all, I won't hide and choke, your guess is indeed correct.

It's just that if you tell these facts now, you won't be afraid that I will become angry and use the same method on you as I used on your brother?You know, people like me, who do whatever it takes to achieve their ends, don't care if the person lying under them is sane or insane. "

Mentioning Ashburn, Hecilia's exquisite face turned cold, she turned her head to look at him, and there was no smile in her beautiful light green eyes: "Because I promise, you only want this matter to be a secret. You hate this corrupt and ruined blood race, and you hate it so much that you would rather live alone on a towering mountain than get along with them, if I tell this matter, the result is definitely not what you want to see."

Fan Zhuo tilted his head, his long silver hair slid down his shoulders, as if sprinkled with brilliance, and his red lips raised slightly: "Threat me? What conditions do you have?"

"I want you to cure my brother."

"What's good for me to cure him." Fan Zhuo folded his long legs together, took a strand of Hecilia's skirt, and twisted it around his hand: "After all, if he knows that I To think so of his dear sister would make him want to skin me."

Xicilia pulled back the hem of her skirt, stood up, lowered her head, and looked at him condescendingly: "If you save him, I will announce that I will marry you. There will be no second choice for this secret in the world." Everyone knows, including my brother."

Fan Zhuo looked at her steadfastly, from her eyes to her small chin, then to her graceful waist and long, slender white legs. He smiled, and his eyes shone brightly.

"interesting."

　clang clang ~
　　Today, March 3th, there are still 6 days before the end of the Chinese Emotional Contest. It is still rolling and wrestling, asking for support and attention!

　　
　
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