Villains have special death skills

Chapter 126 Lailu Fanwai: Young man, stop playing disco on my grave!
the vast horizon is my love

The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills
What kind of rhythm is the most swinging
What kind of singing is the happiest
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Become a candle and burn yourself just to illuminate you

give you some of me as long as you like
You make my every tomorrow meaningful

Life is short but I love you forever
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United States, New York, Plaza near Lafayette Cemetery.

"Louis, can you stop letting those people dance disco above our grave?" Lester complained irritably, he turned over, even with Louis at his side, he still couldn't control the all-pervasive demon The troubles that the sound caused him.

Louis calmly helped him comb his brilliant blond hair, a smile appeared in his melancholy green eyes, since Claudia lost his love and fell into a long sleep, he and Lester had no thoughts Lingering in the secular world, he hurriedly carried little Claudia's coffin back to San Francisco, USA, and fell asleep in a cemetery.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years have passed, Sanghai Sangtian, and many high-rise buildings have been built near the Lafayette Cemetery, and a square has been built around them. Every night, many people come to them Lester was sometimes unbearably quarreled, dancing disco and dancing the legendary "square dance" above his grave, and his bloodthirsty desire was aroused and became stronger and stronger.

"Are you attracted by the rock music played by those young lads?" Louis pointed out without giving Leicester any face. In the event of major conflicts and crises, little Claudia would be on the sidelines as a peacemaker to quell their anger, but that was decades ago.

I don't know if she is willing to wake up from her deep sleep now, or if she will sleep forever.

Lester tugged at his half-yellow rumpled clothes, frowned, and said unhappily: "This group of people not only danced on our grave, but when it was almost dawn, the group who called themselves 'devils' appeared Nights' youngsters were still playing rock and roll music in lofts a few blocks away, you know..."

"Okay, okay," Louis patted him on the shoulder, expressing that he understood what he meant, his emerald green eyes revealed narrowness, and he said with a smile: "You just want to join the 'Devil Appears' Night's band, so that they know what the real 'Night the Devil Appears' is."

Louis thought about it, and thought it was really interesting. Lester was going to be transformed into a rock singer in the twentieth century. Just thinking about it made Louis feel his cold blood boil a little.

A week later, a good time came...

A young bearded man walked along the cemetery wall. Louie knew him. Lester had said that he was a killer. He had killed people not far from the cemetery and dumped people in the cemetery. nearby.

"Lester, here's your chance." Louis' emerald green pupils reflected the cold light that belonged to vampires. For fallen humans, they don't need to be merciful.

Louis knows that Lester likes to suck the blood of bad guys. He once said "Evil-doers are easier, and they taste better (Evil-doers are easier, and their blood tastes better)."

He likes to turn into a charming goblin and shuttle among fallen humans. As he once defended himself, "it's not about hooking up with innocent strangers." Those fallen humans can't stand Lester. Temptation, mistook him for his companions, who did not know that they were just vessels filled with warm blood.

The hot and familiar taste of blood, Louis squinted his eyes, he once again realized the true meaning of life, and felt the taste of life being lost under his own hands, it was really a long time ago.

Louis couldn't help but watched Lester frantically looking for some clothes suitable for him and himself from the nearby houses, and saw him digging out the gold and jewelry they buried in the early years from the cemetery. Thinking about it, Lester really wanted to Appearing in the eyes of everyone again, his dazzling sun will appear again, but how will he appear this time?

There was playfulness in his green eyes, but the color of joy disappeared at random.

Louis pursed his lips, and looked at the other cemetery next to the graves of the two, little Claudia, are you still unwilling to wake up?
A week later, Louis had returned to their apartment a few streets away from the Lafayette Cemetery. Lester had brought in two legal birth certificates, a social security card, a driver's license and other daily necessities. Even a large amount of wealth in the bank was transferred from London to New York.

A night full of luxury and deep desire.

Louis is staying in their apartment watching the latest TV series filmed by human beings. Very good, it is the story of their old neighbor in London, Mr. Holmes. It is a very interesting TV series. A series of dangerous and unusual adventures experienced by the great detective Sherlock Holmes and his friend Watson.

Louis swung the scarlet drink in the goblet, took a sip, and watched with interest the actor named "Benedict Comber Domineering" as his former neighbor Sherlock .To be honest, he played a bit of the essence of Mr. Holmes. He remembered that little Claudia always liked to send some ginger biscuits or cookies to Mr. Holmes, and came back to him with great interest and said, Holmes My husband likes to eat his biscuits very much.

And little Claudia is a loyal little fan of Mr. Holmes. She will enjoy watching Dr. Watson write Sherlock's adventure column all night long, will study the papers published by Sherlock, and will sneak out to meet Vic from time to time. more, or bring him home and have dinner with them, it's all very nice, very wonderful.

The past is drifting away with the wind, and he has a look of nostalgia on his face. The most painful and helpless part of eternal life is probably reflected here. You will never grow old, but your relatives and friends around you are stepping into death step by step. and go.

"Louis," Lester slammed open the door of their apartment, his steps were a bit hasty, his slightly furrowed eyebrows and dark purple eyes refracted by the light showed that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Louis put down the goblet unhurriedly, with a slight smile on his pale and handsome face, he asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Lester threw a tattered cheap novel with a messy binding and a torn cover, and the loose papers were only bound together with rubber bands, on the long glass table in front of him.

Louis raised his eyebrows and didn't speak at the first moment. He looked at Lester who was on the verge of anger, and glanced at the cheap novel again, only to see "Interview with the Vampire at Night" printed in bloody vermilion on the cover of the book. "A few large characters, with an explanation in bold on one side: a story of an interview between a mortal boy and an immortal ghost.

"Why are you blacking me in your book?" Lester used the newly learned buzzwords. He picked up the goblet that Louis had placed on the edge of the long glass table, and poured the blood in it He drank it all down, but it was not enough to calm his anger. He also yelled: "I don't care, I want to publish a book. I have already thought about the title of the book, and it is called, "Vampire Lestat."

"Okay, okay," Louis showed a doting smile to him, his cold hand touched Lester's pale and handsome cheek, he approached him, and whispered in his ear: "You can do whatever you want."

Louie always knew how to calm his anger, and Lester was always angry with Louie, and although they always quarreled and always disagreed, they both tolerated each other's bad habits.After all, on the road of eternal life, there is no extra of the same kind to accompany them on the road.

"I want to publish a book, I want to be a star, I want to be a celebrity superstar." Lester said unhappily.

"Oh?" Louis raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile, "You can do whatever you want."

Have you understood the secret of eternal life?
Only love, eternal life.

　Thanks for the reward of "If there is someone like me", if it is a million-dollar long article, I can probably use 60 million to pave the way for a like. Haha, fast travel is basically a love at first sight, and the attraction of hormones is probably in an instant.

　　
　
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