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The sewer had always been a symbol of poverty. However, it was also a place that vampires liked, because it contained their food.

Wherever there were vampires, there would also be hunters.

Qing'er had thought that there were very few Vampire Hunters in the past, but now she realized that Vampires and Vampire Hunters were also a part of human society. It was just that in the past, her life had moved away from this corner.

If she hadn't known Nell and Lance, perhaps she would never have met them in her life. But now, they made her feel terrible.

She could have been happy, like Aunt Neal and Uncle Blue Eyes, but they ruined her happiness.

She would not forget everything that had happened with Lance. She would not allow anyone to change her memories.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, the people living in the sewer all started. Qing Er didn't look at them. They weren't her target.

With a turn, she reached an unknown destination. In this city, the criss-crossing tunnels had already caused her to lose her bearings.

No, there was an abnormal sound in the tunnel. Qing'er's sensitive nerves felt the abnormal sound and with a leap, her body turned. A silver light flashed from where she was standing a moment ago.

"Despicable …"

Qing'er cursed and took out her gun to shoot at the figure in front of her.

In the sewers, there was only the sound of bullets hitting the wall. Occasionally, there were a few screams.

"Miss Wen, you are already surrounded by us. How about we sit down and slowly discuss this?"

The voice that made Qing Er hate it so much finally appeared. They were still as shameless as ever.

"There's nothing to discuss. After what you did to Lance, I will never forgive you."

Qing'er coldly roared.

It was only then did he realize that he had fallen into a trap. They had already set a trap for him after sleeping for three days, but she was not afraid. Lance was not afraid when they had shamelessly tried to kill him.

"Miss Wen, although we had surrounded Lan-Fan Zhuo that day, his fatal injury was not caused by us. It was caused by the person riding his motorcycle. "Miss Wen, you should understand that for hundreds of years, although we Vampire Hunters have hunted vampires, no one touched the Van Zhuo race. That's because someone told us that Lan-Fan Zhuo started a massacre in China, so we …"

In the darkness, Gracie tried to convince Qing with lies.

"Who is that person?"

Qing'er's cold voice echoed in the sewers. Someone was making up a lie and twisting the truth. What was the purpose of this? Who was it?

"We don't know, but the two people who appeared on the motorcycle the other day were very suspicious. Miss Wen, you are a genius. You should know that it is such a simple truth."

"Qing'er, don't believe his lies. They killed Lance for money."

Joseph's anxious, nervous, worried voice came from behind Qing'er, followed by a series of gunshots. Apparently, Joseph's anger had been ignited as well.

For a moment, the sewers were being shot everywhere. There seemed to be dozens of people on the vampire hunters' side, while Qing'er had already met up with Joseph. Tonight, she wanted them to pay with their blood.

Although the space in the sewers was narrow, the criss-crossing tunnels made it easier to escape. After knowing that they could not kill Qing Er, Gracie and the others decisively chose to leave.

But they didn't think that there would be someone more evil than them in this world.

While they were retreating, a deadly enemy appeared in front of them.

With the sound of gunfire, Gracie fell to the ground. Seeing the man in black walking toward him, he tried to raise his hand but was hit by the bullets. Finally, he closed his eyes in frustration.

"Wen Qing, are you alright?"

After removing all the obstacles, the man in black walked towards Qing Er and Joseph, asking with concern.

"I'm fine, but you'll never have a chance to kill me again."

Qing'er coldly glanced at Long Yan. He would lie to her every time, but he wouldn't lie to her in the future.

From today onwards, she was going to make herself strong. She wasn't going to let anyone have the chance to hurt her or … The person she loved.

"Don't be so foolish. There are a lot more people who want to kill you. Do you think you can survive by yourself?"

Long Yan looked at Qing'er with displeasure. This little girl was so arrogant and didn't understand the ways of the world.

"I will eliminate them one by one. Dragon Flame, you are also one of them. The last one will be you."

The strange smile on Qing'er's face made Long Yan very satisfied. Qing'er's appearance was even more valuable than Qing'er's.

Qing'er didn't pay attention to Long Yan. This man was far from his memories. If he had the ability, then he would come. She didn't care.

Joseph followed Qing'er, his heart in agony, not knowing how to express himself.

"Qing'er, how is Lance?" Is it dangerous? "

Although he didn't really like Lance, but for Qing Er, he had to care about him.

"I don't know, Josef. If one day I get killed, will you avenge me?"

Qing stopped and asked Joseph.

"I won't let that day happen."

Joseph was stunned as he replied in an unquestionable tone.

"Why? "Why do you treat me so well?"

Qing'er was finally unable to hold back her tears. Joseph came forward and held her in his arms.

"There's no need for that, because you are Qing'er, the angel of my life. Without you, my life would have been black."

Joseph's heart was in pain, not for his love, but for Qing'er. He clearly felt Qing'er's pain and wounds, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Joseph, my heart hurts, it hurts, I don't dare to go to England, I don't dare to ask Lance if he's still alive, I'm scared, I'm scared —"

"Don't be afraid, be it heaven or hell, I will accompany you."

Joseph closed his eyes and let himself fall with the sun.

"No, I don't need you to accompany me. I don't need you. You shouldn't have wasted your time and energy on me …"

Qing'er pushed Joseph away, shaking her head as she retreated. She couldn't be this selfish. She couldn't, Joseph had his own life, she couldn't harm him.

"Qing'er, if you think my love for you is a burden, a pressure, then what about your love for Lance?"

Joseph looked at Qing'er. This kind of Qing Er made his heart ache, and made him even more afraid. He was afraid that Qing Er would lose her sense of self.

Whether Lance was alive or dead, there was no possibility between him and Qing'er. Why didn't Qing'er understand this?

"No …" "It's not the same, you and Lance are not the same —"

Qing'er's heart trembled. Things were not as Joseph had said, they were different. Lance loved her, and she would not become his burden and his pressure...

"No, it's the same, we all love you the same, not the same, just different, but the feeling in your heart, if I were Lance, I don't want you to become like this because of me, you are a happy angel, you are not a demon, Qing'er, love is not a shackle, since you don't have the courage to accept Lance's departure, you can't accept the truth, then you don't deserve it, I know that you might not listen to what I said, but think carefully, if the one injured that day was you, would you want Lance to take revenge for you?"

Joseph resisted the pain in his heart and tried to persuade Qing'er.

The love that floated on the surface was superficial. Although he couldn't make that kind of love, if he was Lance, if one day he wasn't there, if Qing Er loved him deeply, he hoped that she would forget about him.

"Josef, do you love me?"

Qing'er did not know if she understood the meaning behind Joseph's words. She only looked up at him.

"Love, love until it hurts, love until you're tired, even wanting to let go. But I'm more afraid that I can't love you, love you, only then will I wake up to the fact that I'm still alive, that I still have some meaning in this world. If I don't, then I might not be in this world anymore."

Joseph looked at Qing'er, and for the first time in his life he gave her such a deep analysis of his love that it fell open before her eyes.

"If you were Lance, would you still love me if you had thousands of years of life and I only had a few decades?"

Qing's eyes burned Joseph's heart.

"No, I will only silently guard by your side. I do not wish for my love to become a burden or a pressure. When I am unsure if I can spend my life with you, I will not confess. I will not let you know that I love you."

Joseph shook his head with certainty. Perhaps he loved selfishness, but he would rather the person he loved be forever happy than exchange the pain of a lover for his happiness.

"Big brother is right. In this world, I can't find another man that loves me as much as you, but …" "Sorry, because you love me so much, I can't lie to you, sorry …"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. She threw herself at Joseph, cried on his chest, and then, just as Joseph closed his eyes, pushed him away and ran.

Looking at the fading figure, Joseph turned around and took a painful step.

He knew that Qing Er had really walked out of his world and that his world would only be black in the future, but he still couldn't hate her.

"Brother, let's go have a drink."

A speeding sports car stopped beside Joseph, and An An extended his hand to him.

"Aren't you worried about Qing Er?"

Joseph helplessly pulled a smile on his face. An An's elder brother had no sense of responsibility at all.

"Is it any use worrying? She can't get out of her heart, and she can't listen to what we say either. Only if she can figure it out for herself can she get out. "

An'an sighed helplessly. The word 'love' was truly hurtful. It was just that outsiders like them were truly powerless to help.

After running like mad for a while, Qing Er slowly stopped. She knew that Joseph was right, but she really didn't have the courage.

Standing on the overpass, looking at the cars coming and going, the city's clamor unexpectedly let her slowly calm down.

Should she go see Lance? Since she believed that Lance was still alive, why would she avoid him?

Qing'er kept asking herself. When the sun rose over the horizon, she finally made her decision.

Going to London, facing up bravely, regardless if Lance was alive or dead, she had to face reality. Lance was not the only person in this world who loved her, she could not let anyone who loved her feel sad.

She stood on the bridge for another hour, the sound of the wheels drowning out her thoughts, and she saw Lance smiling at her.

When she returned to Anthea, she found that Anthea was not there. She did not dare to call, but instead left a note, packed her luggage, and carried her passport to the airport.

London, here I am, and wherever she is waiting for love or pain, she no longer hesitates.

When the plane landed, Qing'er unexpectedly saw Lan Yufeng.

"Uncle Blue-eyed."

Qing'er smiled at Lan Yufeng, very glad that she made her choice. Other than Lance, there were many people in this world who loved her, just like the Blue Eyes Uncle in front of her.

"Qing Er, it's good to see you here."

Lan Yufeng opened her arms and embraced Qing'er.

"Uncle Blue Eyes, why is it only you? Where's Auntie Niall?"

Qing'er looked around and asked nervously.

"Qing'er, your Auntie Nell is still in the forbidden area and hasn't come out yet. Qing'er, you came because of Lance, right?"

After getting on the carriage, Lan Yufeng sighed lightly.

Hearing that, Qing'er's heart trembled. Lance was really back, he was really back.

"Yeah, I was a bit worried when he suddenly disappeared that day."

Qing'er lowered her head and said softly.

"That day, Nell's parents informed Nell that Lance was in danger. She only came out because the situation might be critical, so I didn't tell you."

That day, after Niir had left, Lan Yufeng hadn't seen him. Although she was worried, there was nothing she could do. He wasn't a member of the Four Great Families, so there was no way for him to enter the forbidden area.

"What happened to Lance now?"

Hearing the word 'tense', Qing'er's face immediately turned pale. She knew clearly the situation that day. Lance was indeed seriously injured, and his body was covered in blood. He couldn't even stand up.