The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

On the early morning of Thursday, a new day began. Eight ▲ one ★ middle? ■ Wenwen. ww.8.11zw.com? Louise opened her eyes and felt the emptyness behind her, put her head down and slowly stood up. Louise almost got used to it, and often couldn't see the people by the bed in the morning. Even in the middle of the night, she woke up confusedly, and Zac was no longer around.

Vampires are nocturnal creatures. Louise had almost understood these things, and Zac had a pedigree that allowed him to move in the sun. But outside in sunny places, Zach always holds a cigarette, holds a cup of coffee, or replenishes a small bottle of food in his arms.

Strangely, the vampire did not have the bitter smell and blood of tobacco and coffee, only a faint, calming coolness. It has nothing to do with the temperature, it is only related to whether he is hungry or not. The coldness of the first encounter with the vampire never appeared again.

Louise calculated the time, and it was close to the time when the vampire was dieting. The temperature that used to be vigilant to him was to be reproduced again.

Louise started to dress up in her memories two months ago.

In fact, there is nothing to do, Louise has abandoned her previous occupation, she no longer has to please other people's eyes. Louise just straightened her head, drew eyeliners on some godless eyes, covered some dark blue circles under the foundation, and dyed some pale lips with a warm red.

She didn't sleep well last night and has been waiting for Zac's arrival. She couldn't sleep in a trance until she could hardly support it in the dark.

Louise looked at herself in the mirror and remembered this look. Eight ▲ one ★ middle? ■ Wenwen. ww.8.11zw.com? Because Zach once told her, ‘When you become a vampire, there will be no more images of you in the mirror. ’

Louise took a deep breath and finally took a look at ‘self’. Pushing the door open, along the corridor, the rooms of Old Hank and Alice were already open. They had already got Louise up to start the day's routine chores. Louise's fair-skinned fingers slid down the stairs guardrail, down the stairs, and turned around, already facing the stairwell door leading to the Grand House's back porch.

Louise went on.

"Slow down!" It was Zac's voice, leading into the cold, narrow stairwell through the door.

"Breathe!" Zac's voice.

"Breath?" Some strange young voices followed by some ridiculous inhalation.

"Uh. I mean, it's like breathing." Zac's helpless voice was amused, and the tone was unconsciously emphasized, "Feel the flow of blood in the blood vessels! Just like people feel breathing!" Heartbeat! Heartbeat is our breath! "

"Why are you urging me!" The young voice said, "Don't be so harsh on me!"

"Thirteen years!" Zach said, "Thirteen years! You can't actually act in the sun! You must have broken your family record!"

"Fuck-egg-family record!" The young voice, "We are the only two" Torido "in the world, I am the record!"

"Hahaha!" Zac seemed to be amused, "You are right. Bayi? ■ Chinese ▼▼ www.81zw.com?".

Louise had just lifted her finger and reached the doorknob. The slight airflow spit out of Louise's warm and delicate lips. She retracted her finger and turned to the kitchen. Alice's work in preparing breakfast must be helped.

Zac stood under the sunlight from the East, and the morning sunlight was not enough to affect Zac. He looked at Ian under the eaves of the porch, a young vampire with a round head that was almost like a bald head, embarrassed to take a step towards the sun.

flutter.

Ian's eyes lost their luster and closed directly. The whole person, like a shaved monkey, fell to the ground. Zac sighed and lifted Ian, who was facing the ground, and threw it back into the shadow on the porch. Ian's eyes opened, and he looked at Zac "Is it successful?"

"No." Zack answered unabashedly.

Ian, look at your body, there is no missing skin, parts, "At least I did not burn! This is progress, right!"

Zac shook his head helplessly and nodded again. Ian was already very good. He really taught this descendant only thirty-two days, plus one night yesterday.

"Relax." Zac patted Ian's shoulder. "We were very hard yesterday."

Ian's expression suddenly became alert because Benjamin, bare-chested, scratched his back and walked towards the two vampires. He put one hand on Zac's shoulder and rubbed his nose. . "

"You ..."

Zac waved his hand to stop the impulsive young man, and said to the werewolf with a smile, "I'm in a good mood, so I drink more."

"It's up to you." The werewolf whispered indifferently: "I called 'Sam' yesterday, will you go or me?"

Zac blinked at Ian and turned to Benjamin, "Go."

Benjamin nodded and glanced at Ian, the kind of ‘sight’ that turned his eyes to the side without any expression and then retracted. Benjamin turned and left. Alpha ’s disdain seemed to anger the young vampire again. Ian ’s pupils turned red instantly, but all he could do was stand on the porch and bite his teeth. The werewolf was a creature in the sun, a vampire. No.

Zac pressed the excited Ian and said with some seriousness: "Ian, Benjamin is a friend and a partner!"

"Why do we have to be a partner with a four-footed creature!" Ian's time to become a vampire, minus his sleep time, less than a year, I really don't know where his strong sense of racial superiority came from!

Zac frowned, he couldn't remember any exaggeration of the werewolf's threat to the vampire during his thirty-two day 'teaching' career. After all, the most important ‘quality’ of a vampire is eternal life, not being bitten by a werewolf. Zac really has a sense of racial superiority ...

Zach just forgot his vigilance when he first saw Benjamin on the battlefield. Thirteen years can change a person's perception.

Zac shook his head helplessly, "You will realize that Benjamin is a partner we can trust." At the weakest moment, the vampire who still faced Benjamin's wolf body and was still miraculously alive was eligible to say this.

Ian frowned, the red in her eyes dispersed, but her face still didn't understand. If something is made to hunt another thing, then for the latter, the instinctive resistance is not so easy to eliminate. Especially the latter is still so young and has just been abused by the former.

Zack no longer considers this issue. In fact, he is not worried about what Ian will do to Benjamin. Benjamin is Alpha, and Zac has some difficulty trying to move him, let alone Ian. As for the reverse, Zack trusts Benjamin's self-control.

"Do you want to see Anthony? I can call him." Zac changed the subject.

Ian's vigilance immediately dissipated and changed into melancholy, "He, forgive me?"

Zack did not answer, this is not a question he can give the answer.

After a long silence, Ian seemed to make a decision, "Call him! I want to see him!"

Zac nodded, and the answer didn't need to be asked. Ian will come to Barton 13 years ago. It is just that his younger brother is doing the dream of living in the new city called Barton after the war. I heard that there was a city built by a group of righteous people. There was a philanthropist named Quinn who built families for children who lost their parents in the war.

When the war is still going on, this is the only belief that the soldiers are throwing blood, firmly believe that all these are meaningful.