v7 Chapter 20： , The heir of blood

"go!"

The way forward opened, and Zelens rushed to the door first. Approaching, kicked away.

Call one!

The door was opened, and a strong whirlwind suddenly blew in from outside. The originally dark space has also become extremely wide at this moment. The moonlight in the sky has become all the lighting at this moment.

The door is closed.

Bread directly raised his hand, fusing the heavy iron door with the surrounding walls. She turned her head, followed behind Zelens, and looked forward.

Under the moonlight, a long ladder appeared.

The stairs had no handrails, and underneath the empty sides were pitch-black cliffs.

Lowering his head, a broken red carpet was spread directly upward along the stairs, extending upwards, blending into the darkness, and reaching the uppermost level of the castle.

Leaving the noisy laboratory, all around, but at this moment began to be quiet.

Zelens hugged the silly little Frandolius in his arms, and after a moment of silence, he continued climbing without hesitation.

Seeing this, Bread also followed Huan and kept going up this ladder.

Along the way, I don't know how long it took to climb. I don't know how many steps have been climbed.

Zelens didn't hesitate in his steps. In contrast, Bread's steps were slightly slow.

"Ah."

Hearing the cries of bread behind him, Zelens turned his head and looked at the apologetic girl.

She took out the clipboard that she had been carrying on her body, and after writing a line, she held it up and said "Sorry, Uncle Hemorrhoids, because of me, your wife was killed." 》

Zelens watched. After reading this line, he didn't say anything, but climbed up again.

But when Bread wants to write something again, "My wife's death is not your fault."

The man took a breath and slowly said, "It's not you who killed her. It's the vampire. You never need to blame yourself for her death."

"Wow..."

"I know you have a lot to say to me now, and I also know you have a lot of guilt.

However, I don't want to listen to this now. I have decided that from now on I will never hate anyone. I will only fight to protect my daughter. I have lost one of the most important people,

I swear by my life that I will never let any of my relatives go away from me again. "

The pace of bread has become more sluggish.

Lifting her head, looking at Zelens ahead, tears began to gather in her eyes again.

Now, do you want to cry?

Yes, this sadness in my heart cannot be cleared away even with tears.

However, this is not the time to cry.

When she stood here...

Standing on this volley of stairs, bathed in the glory of the three rounds of moonlight, when I paused here...

When I cried, it was far from yet.

The wind blows.

Blowed the **** smell from the entire castle into the air.

This gust of wind loosened the bread's hair and also blew away Zelens's trench coat.

In addition, he also blew away the white hair that was brighter than moonlight, and the black cloak that was thicker than the deepest darkness.

A ten-year-old boy stood on the stairs.

He lowered his head, and his white hair flew up, covering half of his face.

Despite his young age, those eyes looked like those of an adult who had experienced countless disasters. Containing all the feelings of winter, looking at Zelens, who is twenty steps below, and the bread behind him.

Hula hula hula with a fishy wind, passing by the white-haired boy.

He slowly raised his head, those golden pupils looked at the two people here, hands, and slowly touched the long sword at his waist.

"Child, get out. I don't want to kill you."

Zelens gritted his teeth and said coldly.

The boy over there didn't say a word. He lifted his feet in boots, snapped, and stepped out.

Needless to say, Zelens held his daughter in front of her chest, and began to carry her hands behind her back. The teacher made two sounds, and the Hidden Blade had already popped out.

...

The steps of the young man stepped on unhurriedly.

...

The wind blows away the white hair on his face, revealing the handsome but slightly immature face inside.

Snapped.

The pace of footsteps began to accelerate.

Slap.

He also began to sprint.

Happiness!

At this moment, a cold light flashed from the young man's waist and rushed directly to Zelens' eyebrows!

Bread was taken aback, because the speed was too fast, and the ladder could only accommodate one person, making it impossible for her to go to the front to exert defensive power on Zelens.

And the speed of this boy is far beyond what a ten-year-old boy can display!

Teacher one!

Dark clouds passed by the moonlight. Let everything turn back into darkness.

In this brief darkness, only this sound rang. Then, the dark clouds disappeared.

Boy, standing on the top of the ladder.

Zelens put up two Hidden Blades, slowly exhaled, "Nero, what do you mean?"

On the stairs, the young man slowly raised the sword in his hand and looked at the blade. The pale face was slightly sickly pale, and for a long time, he lowered his head and looked at Zelens.

"...

I am the son of my father. "

"As the son of the father, guarding the father is my duty."

He lay down the sword in his hand, pointed at Zelens here, and slowly said, "You, Zelens, Scarlett. You have already pressed back your own daughter. In that case,

Why not leave, why, come here again. Go to the place you must not go. "

Zelens snorted, raised the hidden sword in his hand, and said, "Nero, if I say, I am going to kill your father, what are you going to do?"

The golden light in Nero's eyes gradually bloomed, and his eyes no longer squinted, but stared at Zelens here.

Only...for revenge? "

"Do not."

Zelens smiled and held the daughter in his arms.

"For protection."

Only... I don't understand. "

"Because of my daughter. I don't want my daughters to bear this kind of pain and sorrow anymore. They should live in a world without any kind of blood raging in the future. I don't want their future to always be overshadowed by your father. To this end, killing your father completely is the best way to protect my daughter."

The sword raised in Nero's hand slowly fell.

He lowered his head and looked at the sharp blade in his hand. There seemed to be endless confusion and confusion in those golden pupils.

"You want to marry and kill my father, but do you know that it is impossible for you to kill my father."

The boy raised his head, the sadness on that face could not be erased for a long time.

"My father's strength has far exceeded your imagination. It is impossible to do it with you alone."

"Don't try, how do you know."

Zelens gritted his teeth and took a step upward. There was no hesitation in those eyes, he stepped up step by step, stepped over the sword, walked in front of Nero, and looked at him condescendingly.

"This curse has lasted too long. I won't let this curse continue. Tonight, I will do it for my daughter and my dead wife. Cut off this curse completely!"

"If you don't let go, I will kill even you."

Nero raised his head and looked at the man.

Afterwards, he breathed out slowly, inserted the sword back into his waist, and turned around.

"call………………"

Cold breath, exhaled from his mouth.

His steps started to move straight up the blood-stained stairs.

Zelens stayed for a while, turned his head, and looked at the bread behind him. After a while, the two immediately followed, followed the boy, and rushed to the highest peak together.

Boom!

The wind started to whistle, and at the top of the nightmare door, these winds seemed to start to lose control of themselves.

Nero turned his head and glanced at Zelens and Bread behind him. After a while, he raised his hand and gently pressed it against the door.

"Uuuuuuu!"

The beast carvings on the door made screams at this moment, and these screams went through the entire castle!

After that, a gap began to appear in the door. Accompanied by a blast of rap...the coldest wind also rushed out of this door.

Bread stood in front of the door, and when the door was only opened a little bit, the most important thing in her life was immediately reflected in her eyes.

After that, the girl didn't care about anything and rushed in. With a click, she knelt directly beside the ice coffin, shaking, stroking the ice surface.

"Baba..."

Seeing the idiot's face again, Bread could hardly contain the sadness and excitement in his heart.

How long is this? It's just a short ten hours.

But it's obviously only a dozen hours, why is it so long?

"Baba!"

Finally, Bread couldn't control his emotions and lay on the ice coffin and shouted loudly.

but…

As if responding to her voice, a candle was suddenly lit in the dark space, revealing a little bit of light.

One, one, after another.

These candlelights flashed from the pillars on both sides, but compared with ordinary candlelights, these flames were more like burning souls.

The candlelight stretches forward.

The bread's sight has been watching this way.

Zelens and Nero, who followed behind, looked at these candlelights in the same way, with three pairs of eyes, staring at the firelight until the last pair of candlelights lit up, illuminating the throne. "Lovely lady. You are here." Want to dance with me, or do you want to pursue immortality?"

Above the throne, a man sat.

He tilted his head and supported his cheek with his right hand. The wine glass in the left hand was filled with blood-red liquid, and under the shining of the soul fire, these blood colors looked even more coquettish.

Dilao, Goodsay.

He just sat there...

He just sat like this. It is known that looking at him like this, an invisible pressure seems to fill the entire throne.

There was a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

But in Bread's eyes, it can no longer be regarded as a smile, more like a pronoun full of destruction and anger.

Just like this, this man slightly closed those pupils that were brighter than any blood race, pinched the goblet with that pale finger, and gently shook the liquid in it, and then moved to his mouth, lightly Take a sip.

Bread stood up, she patted her hands and then scored again. In an instant, a huge golden defensive formation centered on her and the idiot's ice coffin. After the unfolding, she raised her hands again, and slammed the idiot's water coffin again!

1 Qiu Beng At this moment, silver-white rays of light emerged from the golden defensive array. These magical arrays representing time set off the ice coffin. The time vortex also appeared in an instant and began to slowly surround the ice coffin.

"Oh?"

Dai Lao watched all this bread did. He didn't stop it, nor did he mean to interrupt the bread's actions. On the contrary, the corner of his mouth raised a slightly cruel sneer.

Raise the wine glass and take a sip again.

The blood-red pupils turned to the two remaining people over there. After taking a glance at Zelens, the king's gaze stayed on his son, Nero.

"My son, I hope you can give me an explanation." Nero looked familiar, and after gritting his teeth for a while, finally couldn't help stepping forward and knelt down in front of his father.

"My lord father! Please stop all of this! After all, the blood tribe is not part of this world. We can live in seclusion, we can find a place to hide! There is no need to attack the human world, right?" The words made the bright red in the king's pupils become hot in an instant.

He opened his eyes and looked at the child. After a while, a cold voice said from his mouth, "Lu, Goodsay. Have you forgotten the blood that shed in your body? Or did you forget? To my dignity as my son?"

Nero gritted his teeth, and his white hair made him look more haggard. However, the boy gritted his teeth and said, "No, my father. I am always proud of myself as the Goodsea family. I am always anxious about what my father said to me when I was young."

"Father, you said that you want to make a big business and become the king of the world. You said that one day, you will use your own strength to wipe out the sadness on this sad continent. I always I am proud to have a father like you."

"But my father, don't you think that our path has begun to deviate? Is it possible that our blood tribe can only follow the path of conquering mankind by killing? Father, please think carefully. I don't like it. I hope that there are other ways to kill people, so that the blood tribe can become an upright member of this world. Rather than just being a human enemy!" After that, Nero cut his head again, gritted his teeth, and endured.

How long has it been, how many years have passed since everyone in the family became a blood race?

This is a nightmare...

It was a nightmare that should have woken up long ago.

Rather than continue to indulge in the so-called "safety" brought about by this nightmare, it is better to wake up from this nightmare and think carefully about whether there is another way!

Son, kneel before his father.

As a son, he kept praying in his heart.

So, how would the man as the father of the son answer?

"My son, Nero."

The king raised the glass in his hand and looked at it. After staring for a moment, he turned his head and stared at his son.

"It seems that the difference between you and me is not only that you will not be dominated by this blood. I am very surprised that you have gained the power of the blood family, but when you are only ten years old, you have gained far beyond being a father The state of strength when you were ten years old. However, you who fit so closely with these blood tropisms, why are you not affected by these blood in any way?"

"The end of your hair seems to be ironic to us. And the body shape you have been growing for these two years. And your words, your thoughts. Why? I'm curious.

Why are you so different? why? "Nero gritted his teeth and didn't dare to talk. But the jailer over there slowly stood up and took the wine glass in his hand.

……,

The wine glass, draw a perfect arc in mid-air, and smash it on the ground.

The light when it shattered looked so beautiful, as if it had the color of death.

"Woo!" Zelens on the side was taken aback, and immediately backed away. Because I don’t know when, Dilao has appeared in front of Nero! Without hesitation, his hand grabbed his son's throat and raised him directly.

"Woo! Father...sir!" "Come on, my son. Tell me, from now on, you will never say anything against me. I am willing to be a member of the blood race, instead of father, to kill those Stupid humans, drink their blood."

Nero grabbed his neck, and he could see that he looked extremely painful now. but,

However, this child showed great endurance, and he just squeezed out "My Father! This...is wrong! We shouldn't be the enemy of the whole...sad continent...!"

"……………………………, my son, do you know? You really disappoint me." Dai Lao pinched Nero's neck, turned around, and walked slowly. Before a wall. In an instant, the wall opened, revealing the cliff outside like an abyss.

"You are really different from your sister. My daughter is so obedient and considerate. If it weren't for her being only eight years old, I would really like to make her a member of my clan immediately. A member. But, my son, my heir. Why did you disappoint your father so much? So..."

Hand, let go.

In those red eyes, it was so cold.

"regret."