Chapter 1257

[pantheon allalius]

"You'll meet someone."

Said the old priest, trembling.

Thousands of years ago, the evil blood clan believed in the idea of killing first. Outside the church, there were flying bats. The sky was dark and gloomy. Women were holding their children and crying in the corner. The gentry and elegant blood clan laughed cruelly, polite and bloody.

In the church, there is a river of blood. The corpses are lying on the rows of sacred chairs. The believers' eyes are wide open, like rigid sculptures.

At the age of only 600, the little vampire walked slowly to the front.

In the frescoes of the dome of the church, the angel looks down gently at the living beings, but the corpses are everywhere below.

The child's broken silver hair reflects the light from the dome, and the wine red eyes are like in the luminous cup.

The priest looked at him with pity.

The little blood clan came to the front and looked at him faintly, "you seem to have something to say to me?"

He casually stepped over the chair in front of him, and then jumped onto the table. He sat in the front row slowly. His legs swayed under the table like a beautiful and clever child. He came to the church to listen to the priest's prayer.

The priest gazed into his eyes: "son, you don't want to kill."

"Why?" Andreus narrowed his eyes.

"Because If you kill someone, you'll regret it and you won't know how to make up for it. Every time you think about it, you're in pain. "

"Why?"

"Because you will meet someone."

Said the old priest, trembling.

The wine red eyes of Andrus looked at him for a moment, pursed his lips dully and jumped off the table.

He walked slowly towards the door, waving lazily to the priest behind him, "I'm not willing to kill you."

He didn't kill.

Andreus always thought that he was really too lazy to kill. At that time, he was only 600 years old. He was a small group. He didn't know what the priest meant.

However, for a long time later, he was sealed in the dark tomb by the secret party. Occasionally, he woke up and looked at the coffin cover without interest. He was so bored that he wanted to bite himself and let his blood determine whether he was still alive.

At that time

He would suddenly think of the priest's words.

"Meet someone."

Who did you meet? What kind of person?

He closed his eyes and thought slowly. He spent such a long time relying on this weak and worthless expectation. He began to wonder why he would let go of killing when he met that person?

At that time, I didn't ask the old priest in the church because I was not curious about those words. But when he began to be curious, he could not ask again.

Besides, when he left the seal, the priest would have disappeared in the new dynasty.

Maybe only when he meets that person can he satisfy this expectation and solve these strange questions.

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so he finally met.

He heard the opening of the door, followed by the footsteps of someone coming in, getting closer and closer.

A second ago, his brain was thinking carelessly whether he should make the visitor a slave or kill him. He remembered the picture he had just seen. The owner of the house was a girl with black eyes.

But the eyes were not attractive.

"BR, he and his sister peeped into the black eyes You saved me? "

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