"Suspension Doesn't it mean that every blood clan will stay here for two years? " See his mother's look in the past will not have panic, scenery can not help but also feel afraid, "what is the matter?"

"You don't have to know so much. I'll go to find Mingming. Today I'll take you back. Before I come back, you stay in my room and don't go anywhere." Wang CI raised his hand again, and the disappearing vines ran all over the room at a very fast speed. She turned to open the door and went out. Soon, the door was entangled by vines.

The windows and doors were sealed by living vines. Looking around the scenery, she suddenly felt afraid of the open room. She slowly sat on the ground and hugged her knees. Wang Ci's performance made her feel that she was There was a feeble panic.

On the other side of the door, Xia Chao saw that Wang Ci, whose face was not right, came out. He looked at the closed door anxiously and asked, "what happened to the scenery?"

"I told you..." Wang CI grasped the hand handed over by the Xia Dynasty. Her eyes were full of fear, "more than 300 years ago On the night of the massacre of pure blood, I was also at the scene... "

"I know." Xia Dynasty hugged her, "it's all over, you survived, there's nothing better than this."

Wang CI is still a young blood clan. When the massacre happened more than 300 years ago, she was only six years old. At that time, it was a major festival of the blood clan. All the children who had reached the age of six He was a child of pure blood. He wanted to go to the Senate for baptism. At that time, although there was not much pure blood, it was not as rare as it is now. At the end of the ceremony, a man suddenly came.

The blood color blurred Wang Ci's memory. She only remembered that the man killed all the children with the sickle of death. She hid behind a tree and covered herself with vines, but she was found by him.

She thought she was going to die.

But the man took the sickle and slowly squatted down in front of her. His fingers picked off a flower on the vine, "control life? It's a beautiful gift... "

Wang CI still remembers that a man's eyes are red, more red than any vampire's eyes. From his eyes, she saw two lifelines of her own, one died under his hand, and the other It's the life after she survived.

At that time, six-year-old Wang CI knew that if she could survive, she would have a husband named Xia Dynasty and a daughter named Fengjing It's just that a person's life is too long, and her childhood mind can't bear such a big message. Before her consciousness falls into a coma, she hears the man who has seen her whole life sigh, "so I'll take a fancy to that little girl

She didn't know that when a man looked at her life, there was a picture of him and her daughter together.

That memory is too vague, except for the blood all over the ground, Wang CI has many things that have not been clearly remembered The only thing she remembers is two things.

Bloody slaughter, and the black roses carved on his sickle.

Every blood clan will have a family pattern, which will be directly displayed on their spirit tools. The rose family pattern is not uncommon in the vampire family, because the representative flower of vampire is the rose.

Maybe it's red, maybe it's white

But the black rose, which Wang CI only saw once, was on the weapon of the butcher.

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