Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

At this moment, Najiuan just turned his head, and a look of shock flashed across Lin Ci'an's eyes. How come this person looks exactly like him?

A hint of understanding flashed across Na Jiuan's eyes. The last time Chu Ziyu was injured, he had already decided to take him away, so he did not choose to hide this time.

After enveloping Chu Ziyu in a soundproof barrier, Najiuan got out of bed and put his vampire attire back on.

His skin was as pale as snow, yet it had a hint of coldness, as if it were carved by moonlight. His long black hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, and he was wearing a black robe embroidered with exquisite golden patterns. His deep eyes flashed with purple light as he looked into Lin Ci'an's eyes.

Lin Ci'an looked at his purple-silver eyes and instantly understood who the vampire in front of him was. Among the blood clan, only the blood clan prince had purple eyes, and the rest of the blood clan had red eyes. The stronger the power, the darker the color.

"Naziuan Dracula."

Lin Ci'an gnashed his teeth, but he also understood that the Najuan Dracula in front of him took advantage of his absence to pretend to be him and live with Xiaoyu, and even...

Although Lin Ci'an was angry, he was also full of regret. Xiaoyu was already blind, and he didn't stay by her side, which allowed this damn mistress to take advantage of the situation. Similarly, the strength of the vampire in front of him was unfathomable, but he was not without the ability to fight. He touched the fragment of the Holy Sword hidden in his chest, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Xiaoyu, can only be his."

In the current small world, the dispute between the Church and the Blood Clan has lasted for thousands of years. Both sides have been constantly looking for each other's weaknesses, trying to destroy each other in one fell swoop. However, their strength is equal, and neither can easily defeat the other. Until a large-scale battle a thousand years ago, both sides were seriously injured, so they took a step back and made a friendly treaty.

Although a thousand-year-old friendship treaty has been established, the petty struggles between the two forces have never stopped.

The Holy See, as a symbol of justice and light, has members who are all blood hunters, hunting those irrational vampires who hurt people at will, which is also allowed by the treaty.

The blood clan represents darkness and evil. They have extraordinary power and eternal life, but they feed on human blood. The blood clan members are cold and ruthless. They despise humans and regard the church as their enemy.

The vampires are feared for their great power and immortality. However, everything in the world has its own way of restraint, and the vampires are no exception.

"Sword of Holy Light". This sword is made of pure light power. The light emitted by the sword can dispel darkness and is fatal to vampires. Being stabbed by the Sword of Holy Light will instantly weaken the power of vampires, causing them to fall into a weak state or even die.

Except for the Sword of Holy Light, silver arrows, daggers or swords, once pierced into the body of the vampire, would cause severe pain and burning sensation, making it unbearable for the vampire.

In addition, holy water is also one of the important weapons to restrain vampires. Holy water is believed to have divine power and can purify evil. When holy water is poured on vampires, it will corrode and harm them, weakening their power.

"If you want to fight, let's go out and fight. Don't disturb Xiaoyu's rest." Najiuan looked normal and didn't take the blood hunter in front of him seriously. Lin Ci'an didn't say much. He just put all the things on his waist into the house and only took a silver sword.

A man and a ghost came to the forest and started fighting without warning. Najiuan was like a ghost, very fast, and instantly appeared behind Lin Ci'an, stretching out his sharp claws and pouncing on him. Lin Ci'an reacted quickly, dodged his attack sideways, and at the same time drew the silver sword at his waist and stabbed at Najiuan.

Najiuan blocked the silver sword steadily, and the ghost and the man were in a stalemate. Of course, Najiuan did not use his full strength, he wanted Lin Ci'an to understand something.

"Do you know what happened to Xiaoyu after you had the fight? He is a blind man, you know?" Najuan said word by word, with a hint of anger and dissatisfaction in his voice.

As he spoke, Na Jiuan showed Lin Ci'an a scene recorded by the recording stone. In the scene, Chu Ziyu was covered with scars and had a painful look on his face. He hugged himself tightly, as if he wanted to avoid harm from the outside world.

Lin Ci'an looked at this scene, and a feeling of guilt surged in his heart. He had never thought that their quarrel would cause such great harm to Chu Ziyu.

He couldn't help but be distracted. At this moment, Najuan suddenly raised his foot and kicked Lin Ci'an in the abdomen. Lin Ci'an was unprepared and was kicked flying, hitting a big tree heavily. He felt a sharp pain and couldn't help coughing up blood.

"That's also my lover, who are you? A mistress? Haha, a mistress disguised as me. Xiaoyu loves me, not you!"

Na Jiuan was so angry at Lin Ci'an's words that his face turned blue and his brows were tightly furrowed: "Just survive today. Xiaoyu will like me sooner or later. After all, how can a dead person compare to a living person!"

Lin Ci'an sneered and said sarcastically, "Really? Then you can continue to deceive yourself. Xiaoyu loves me, and this is an unchangeable fact."

Najuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and sneered, "You are just being stubborn."

Lin Ci'an took the opportunity to rush towards Najiuan, the long sword in his hand flashing with cold light, and launched a fierce attack on him.

Lin Ci'an was defeated by Najuan's attack, with multiple wounds on his body and blood staining his clothes. But he did not give up, instead he rushed towards Najuan even more frantically.

Lin Ci'an was knocked flying again, the tree trunk was broken, and he fell heavily to the ground. His body slid for several meters before stopping, and smoke and dust rose up.

Najiuan did not move, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He had already felt that the person in front of him and he had the same soul for some reason, and his attack would have the same effect on himself. He believed that Lin Ci'an had also noticed it a long time ago. Najiuan swallowed the blood in his mouth and stared at the opposite side.

“He must die!!!”

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Lin Ci'an stood up with difficulty. He was already at the end of his strength, but he rushed forward again, gritting his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and the silver sword he was waving had long been replaced by fragments of the Sword of Holy Light.

He completely gave up on defense and was pierced through the heart by Najuan, who also stabbed his heart with the fragment.

There was a flash of shock in Na Jiuan's eyes. He didn't expect Lin Ci'an to be so resolute.

"Let's die together." Lin Ci'an said silently.