wear it lord god

Chapter 989 The Fallen Blood Race 24
The mood was bad enough, and Anna was still chattering angrily, cursing the guards for being unreasonable, not opening the door, and beating them, these idiots should all be hanged.

"Okay!" Versace couldn't help interrupting, but held back his breath: "They must be in the town."

The more you keep them out, the more problematic it proves.And the people who guarded the city said what happened today, which is more proof that they were inside, and they persuaded and even controlled the lord.

Anna finally stopped complaining and cursing. Even at night, she still had big eyes that were bright and charming under the moonlight: "Then what should I do?"

Versace gasped, not afraid that his opponent was as strong as a god, but his teammates were as stupid as pigs.If it wasn't for Anna shooting the arrow just now, now the monks should have finished vomiting and talking, and they can enter the city.

But now, even in the past, all kinds of weapons had already been thrown over before they could speak.

He thought about it for a while: "Tomorrow morning, open the city gate before going."

Anna was in a hurry: "Is there still time? He must have sucked blood and regained his strength."

Versace took the reins and let the horse walk slowly, with Ana following closely behind.

He said slowly: "In the daytime, his strength will be weak. I hope that tomorrow will be sunny, so that his strength will be weaker. After entering the city tomorrow, let the lord there investigate whether anyone has been sucked dry, then he doesn't care It's useless to say anything."

If someone is sucked dry, it proves that there are vampires in the city.With such a small place, where else can I hide.At that time, the lord will send people to encircle and suppress together, which will be more convenient for him to do things.

Anna nodded: "Then go in during the daytime tomorrow."

Versace stopped his horse and glanced at her: "Do we have any other options?"

"Yes!" Anna didn't see Versace's expression at all, and said in a self-contained way: "You can climb the wall, you can set fire to the city gate."

Come on, the city wall is so high, even if you have tools, you still have to risk being discovered.

And setting fire to the city gate is even more inadvisable.He was already regarded as a thief just now, and if he set fire again, wouldn't he be convicted of the crime?

Why is this woman so naive and naive, no wonder the Vitonas family has not killed Dracula for more than 400 years, and she is the only one left.Now I understand how they all died, they are all stupid!

Versace hesitated to speak, finally sighed, got off his horse, and began to pick up branches.

Anna sat on the horseback, watched Versace pick up the branches one by one, and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

Versace raised his head, hugged the branch and looked at Anna for a long time: "Light the fire, we're going to sleep here tonight." Is there any need to say it?

Anna suddenly realized, also got off the horse and picked up branches.

Versace looked at Anna deeply, but of course there was no spark of love in his eyes.And his heart was a little broken: How the church would expect such a guy to kill Dracula, I really don't understand.

When a bonfire was lit in the wilderness, Xining had already taken a bath in a hotel and put on beautiful new clothes.

Clothes are first picked at a tailor shop, where there are finished products for sale.But Dracula took a fancy to a dress custom-made by an aristocratic lady. This lady was going to wear it to an important ball. Dracula bought the dress at double the price.

Fortunately, the tailor agreed, otherwise, Dracula should be "free of money".

The upstairs of the hotel is a mortal room, and the downstairs is a bar that serves food.

Xining appeared wearing a newly bought floor-length dress, causing everyone in the bar to stare at him.

She walked towards Dracula unhurriedly. Dracula stood up and pulled out the chair for her. She grabbed the hem of her fat skirt and sat down carefully.

Dracula returned to his original position, with a half glass of red wine in front of him: "You are beautiful."

In addition to blood, vampires can also drink things, it is said that one is tomato juice, and the other is red wine.But it's useless to drink it, the most important thing is to taste it and reminisce about what you ate when you were a human.

"Thank you!" After Xining finished speaking, she became a little nervous: "I don't look like someone, like your old friend or something."

Don't let the owner look like his deceased wife, then the plot will be complicated.She doesn't want to be reincarnated and play a love affair with Dracula that spans four centuries.

You must know that Williams is the natal family of his deceased wife, and the descendants are most likely to return to their ancestors.

The corners of Dracula's mouth curled up slightly: "No, you don't look like her at all."

"What is she like?" Xining asked curiously.After asking, I felt a little regretful. More than 400 years have passed, and there is no photography technology, so I should have forgotten it long ago.

Dracula took off his necklace and opened the rose pendant.Unexpectedly, such a delicate rose pendant has a middle interlayer that can be opened.

Passed the pendant to her, and Xining took it. In the middle is a portrait of a woman, drawn directly with a pencil or something, and added color with paint.

The painting is very precise and realistic, and the hair is all silky, as if it is the same as the real photo.That woman really doesn't look like the owner of the body, so I can rest assured now.

"She looks beautiful." Xining returned it to Dracula.

Looking at the portrait, Dracula seemed to be lost in memory: "She is indeed beautiful. I saw her right away among a group of ladies. She found me looking at her and smiled shyly at me. I will never forget that smile all my life." no..."

Closing the pendant, Dracula put the necklace back on, sat there, and continued to tell the past: "After she died, I drew her portrait every once in a while, just for fear of forgetting her. Just like that, one picture after another One, there are at least a hundred portraits of her piled up in a room in the old castle. After a long time, the wooden frames of some portraits have decayed, and the color on them has gradually dimmed, and even blurred. But she is still in my mind, imprinted deeply."

So affectionate, if it was a little girl, she would be touched.

Unfortunately, what she was thinking about was how to make good use of Dracula's relationship and save her own life.

She remembered something, so she picked up her rose pendant, and tried to open it according to Dracula's method.

Dracula finally smiled: "Your is a knockoff."

Xi Ning put down the pendant and asked, "Then is there a portrait of you inside the one my father is wearing?"

Dracula nodded: "It may be too long, and the paper has turned into powder."

Time can take away everything and turn the sea into a mulberry field. Even metals will oxidize and stones will be weathered.But it's really not easy for Dracula to maintain one's feelings for so long.

Dracula also asked a little curiously: "Why are you helping me? The Williams family has always remained neutral and never got involved."

"Do I have a choice?" Xining asked back, and said very practically: "The situation makes me unable to be neutral. I can either help you or help others. I feel that I can help you, and I can live longer. If we get through this difficult time together , the Williams family can still continue to live a peaceful life."

(End of this chapter)