lip tint

Chapter 2 The first drop of blood
Layers of reinforced concrete cover up all the smells.

When Ashibon came to the basement, he was greeted by the real blood lingering in the air, wisps of it, with a unique, captivating sweetness.

It is indeed the unique breath of that race.

Yasiborn raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his gorgeous and hoarse voice was like the trembling tail strings of a cello, "I haven't seen you for so long, I don't know that your family is so destitute that you can still go to my blood family's territory to die gone."

"Well, I did miscalculate this time."

The man sitting in the center of the cage was thin, with the hair hanging down on his forehead, covering his eyebrows and eyes, and only his beautifully shaped thin lips were exposed.During the conversation with Ashburn, the movements of his hands did not stop at all, and a mess of grass clippings was flexibly folded into a butterfly at his fingertips.

Looking to the side, there seemed to be many such vivid animals beside the man.

The blood race advocates art, romance, freedom, and pursues all beautiful things. Even the dungeons used to hold death row prisoners are neatly decorated.A small opening was cut in the thick wall of the dungeon, and the bright skylight outside came through the small window, projecting onto the square inch of the dungeon—for the blood race who were afraid of the sun, this was torture.

Ashburn was a little annoyed by the man's downplaying attitude.

He is the king here, and there is only one reason why he can condescend to meet such a prisoner.

"Take blood."

"Yes!"

The soldier behind came out in response, holding a goblet with golden stamens in his hand.Opening the cell door, the soldier carefully avoided the light spots on the ground, came to Qi Zhi, and untied the gauze wrapped around his wrist layer by layer.

The soldier's technique was not gentle at all, he directly tore off the gauze and flesh from his wrist, and the unhealed wound began to ooze blood again, dripping down his delicate wrist bone into the golden goblet middle.

Qi Zhi's eyes were calm, and he followed the soldiers' rude movements very cooperatively, as if he was an outsider calmly and calmly.

The soldiers who bled Qi Zhi were not so comfortable.The closest to the blood source, his fangs had grown out uncontrollably, and there was a "clack" sound deep in his throat, and the redness in his eyes was almost covering the entire eyeball.

This smell is really too tempting. If it wasn't for the Duke of Asiborn staring behind him, feeling the fear of pure-bloods brought from his blood as a vampire, the soldier felt that he might just pounce on it and bite Break the blood vessels of this ordinary human being.

"okay."

Hearing the news of amnesty, the soldier hurried out of the cage, ending the torture.

"Help him deal with the wound, don't let him die first. After my Cecilia wakes up, this human being will be useless, and I will reward you at that time."

This is simply great news!Putting aside the "food" that is about to be obtained, Her Highness Xicilia is expected to wake up. Isn't this good news for the whole blood clan to celebrate?
The power of the blood race is born with the blood, and the innate power of a pure-blooded vampire is beyond the reach of ordinary vampires in this life.It's a pity that the reproductive ability of the blood clan is low. After the last war, the population of the clan has withered, and the only remaining pure-blooded princess has fallen into a deep sleep. This is a blow to the blood clan.

After looking forward to it for so long, and finally looking forward to the news that Xicilia is about to wake up, the blood compatriots almost wept with joy.

After all the figures dispersed, Qi Zhi's hand movements stopped slowly.

The spot of light on the ground moved slowly and settled on his shoulder.The blood stains on his hands actually reflected silver light under the sunlight, holy and weird.

Qi Zhi slowly wiped off the blood on his hands with the grass tendons on his hands, even under the nails.Sitting in such a gloomy place, all the light in the room converged on him.

In the center of the most luxurious sleeping hall of the ancient castle is a huge coffin, which is directly carved out of crystal clear crystal without any trace of splicing, which is really rare.

A girl fell asleep in the middle of the crystal coffin.

Long black and soft hair, porcelain white skin, ruddy lips, as if the beauty carved out of heaven.The blood race is born elegant and beautiful, and this girl is even more rare and stunning.

With a soft expression, Ashibon pushed away the crystal coffin, and gently stroked Hecilia's delicate face, "Don't be naughty, I've been asleep for so long."

He dipped blood from the golden goblet and gently dripped it on Cecilia's mouth.The bright red dyed her lips in an instant, and slowly penetrated in. The red lips and black hair were the most primitive and gorgeous.

"Cecilia, wake up." Ashibon chanted softly, his gorgeous voice was like a Sanskrit sound from heaven, he supported the crystal coffin with one hand, and stroked Cecilia's smooth skin with the other. Her long hair and the excitement hidden in her eyes couldn't be stopped.

Wake up, wake up, my one and only princess.

After an unknown amount of time, Sleeping Beauty's black eyelashes began to tremble.once, twice
Ashburn felt that every slight tremor affected his mind.He is a vampire, his blood is cold, and his heart will not beat, but at this moment, he clearly heard the sound of his own heartbeat, and everything revived.

. . .

Cecilia didn't know how long she had been asleep, her head was empty and drowsy, and she seemed to have been sneaking in the dark.You don't have to think about anything, just spread your consciousness to every corner, and float with the breeze.

Somehow, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in her world, and there was a very sweet and very tempting smell, which she had never heard before, but it awakened all her consciousness, and in the dark night, small spots of light gathered, Someone murmured softly, "Wake up, wake up."

Opening his eyes, he met a pair of amber green eyes, the same green as hers, but more calm and indifferent.

"Cecilia, you, are you awake?" The always elegant and stable Earl Ashbourne's voice trembled, he stroked her trembling eyelashes in disbelief, and met the girl's slightly confused eyes, "You, are you still awake?" Do you remember who I am?"

Cecilia stood up following the strength of Ashbourn, squinted her eyes and woke up for a while, then smiled at the man beside her, "Good morning, brother."

. . .

In an instant, the news of His Royal Highness Cecilia's awakening spread throughout the castle, and all the blood races in the castle fell into great joy.

But this happiness is hidden in the bottom of my heart, hidden and hidden. If you look at me and I look at you, you can see the joy of jumping in the eyes of the other party.

Why can't it be said?

Of course not, Her Royal Highness Cecilia is the treasure of their Keller Castle, a secret that must not be known to outsiders.In today's situation where pure-bloods are scarce, if other bloods know the news of the pure-blood princess's awakening, will they rush to snatch her like crazy?No vampire can resist the charm of pure blood.

　Cecilia: You may not believe it, but I woke up from hunger.

　　Double Eleven is coming soon, everyone must protect their hands, lest they will be chopped up and no one will read my article
　　
　
(End of this chapter)