Chapter 268

Davina, the lost angry bird, has her own ideas. She, Camille, Josh, they are trying to find a new way out.

They want to find a new light and start a clearer future.

Climbing up from hell again and again, Camille's body collapsed to the ground and was in a cold sweat. However, her eyes were more and more bright. She remembered that yes, Camille finally found his real self.

Davina looked at her with a sigh of relief. It seemed that the magic had an effect. Camille's eyes gave her a happy answer, "good, honey, you slowly untied the seal, didn't you? Now, you should start to feel relieved. "

Josh went up, gathered together, and tenderly handed over some of Camille's previous investigation data on Klaus. He smiled and finally got revenge. "Here, this is your thing. Take a good look. Now, your little note is much easier to understand."

Camille nodded. Unknowingly, they had stayed up until dawn. The sun appeared in front of them. The wind blew the curtains and the note was taken away. Josh instinctively wanted to reach out and grab it. Suddenly, there was a smell of burnt meat between them.

The barbecue is delicious. Josh is miserable!

With a wave of Davina's hand, the curtains closed as ordered and covered the light. She looked at Josh worried. The nocturnal vampire could not see the sun without the protection of the sun ring.

Living in the dark, more robust than ordinary human beings, this is their gift and their sorrow.

Josh shrugged, smiled helplessly and waved to the two girls worried about him, "Damn, it hurts! I promise that as long as the world stops chasing me, I will find the spell of the sun ring, even if it makes me face Klaus's difficulties. "

Camille and Davina looked at each other. They smiled, pointed to the room inside and motioned Josh to avoid first. The position inside was more suitable for his current situation.

"Hey, my friend, I know you don't have to worry about it now." Josh shrugged helplessly. He looked at Camille. She seemed to be about to explode.

Davina stayed quietly. She knew it was not so simple. Camille needed to straighten out her mood, her memory and her choice!

The note flew over, vivid, like a shadow, falling apart.

Camille climbed over and picked up the patterned note. Her anger burst out faintly, "I remember why I wrote this. Yes, I remember Klaus, Marcel and vampires... I found a 1919 photo with Klaus and Marcel on it. Yes, I remember. Klaus hypnotized me, He asked me to date Marcel to monitor his actions, and he asked me to make damn memoirs! Yes, his child, yes, and the werewolf! Yes, her name is Bailu, isn't it? Klaus's little wolf girl... "