Baby, let me suck blood!

Christina is dead.Unlike the blood race, when she died, the body of the lovely girl she said was the body remained.Chen Yixuan hugged the weightless corpse, walked to the edge of the woods, found thick branches from the tree that was cut down by Ai Luo's rage, and began to dig a hole.

Although the blood race sleeps in coffins, they never have graves.Because when they die, they die, and there is no body.

But now, Christina is dead, but she has a body left behind.Having a corpse means that there is still a thought left for the living, which proves that she once came to this world.Amidst the sadness, there seemed to be such a subtle envy.They were silent and unaccustomed to watching Chen Yixuan dig a hole. After knowing the half-payment, their lord prince walked over and followed Chen Yixuan to dig with Cadlan's saber.

Then, everyone passed.Holding their own weapons, or sickles or swords and long halberds, those who don't use weapons can find a tree trunk like Chen Yixuan, and dig with their prince and the mysterious human boy who gave birth to the blood of Yide.

Dig a hole and put people in.But when Chen Yixuan silently picked up the first handful of soil and sprinkled it on the girl's chest, everyone stopped.

They couldn't cover such a pretty face with dirt.In the eyes of the blood race who have never held a funeral ceremony, it seems a bit cruel to do so...

So one after another, people turned their faces away to stop the action of burying the soil, turned around and walked away...

In the end, only Chen Yixuan and Ai Luo were left to fill in the soil for Christina.

They didn't stop until the pit where Christina was buried turned into a small dirt bag.Ai Luo took the sword, carved Christina's name, thought about it, and added Cadlan's at the end.

Chen Yixuan erected the written wooden plaque in front of the tomb, and solemnly bowed three times.As for Ai Luo, he inserted the sword straight into the top of the grave.

One after another, other people followed Chen Yixuan's way and saluted the grave. Until the end of this simple funeral ceremony, no one said a word.

The atmosphere was so silent and oppressive that one couldn't help but want to cry.

But no one shed any more tears.

Ai Luo is abnormally powerful.No one has ever seen their prince lord look like this ─ ─ so sinister and dangerous that it is even more frightening than Ketifil of the Demon Party!

Indeed, in this war, probably no one is more uncomfortable than Ai Luo...

Two dead people, one was the Phantom Doll that he created by himself and accompanied him for centuries; , the subordinate he has always trusted the most, the loyal dog who has always worked hard for him...

During the long life of the prince, he probably got used to the close company of these two people, he probably got used to Christina's twittering and Cadran's silence, and he probably got used to their thoughtfulness and care... It can't be made up by having a lover.Those are very precious. Every relationship between them and everything they have experienced together is a precious memory in a long life.

But now those two people... are gone.

Looking up at the dark gray sky with his hands behind his back, Ai Luo took a deep breath, then turned around, facing the subordinates behind him who had sorted out their emotions and waited for him to order a revenge, he spoke in a deep voice He gave a short and clear order, "Go to the Presbyterian Church."

Ethan's unclear words always make people feel uneasy.What's going on, you can only know after seeing it.

Everyone should agree.

Just when Ai Luo was about to turn around and leave first, Mori's old and steady voice stopped him. Hearing the voice, he seemed a little displeased, "Prince Fanzhuo, hand Abela to the young master. That one can help him fight Yin and cold in the sanctuary."

Ai Luo suddenly stopped in his tracks, and turned his gaze to Chen Yixuan, only to realize that his little lover had already turned blue from the cold and his lips were purple!

The body trembled almost imperceptibly, and Ai Luo took out the bag containing Abela from his arms, pulled out the rope inside and put it around Chen Yixuan's neck...

The moment he embraced his lover's body, the body that could bring him warmth is not even as good as his body temperature at this moment!At that moment, Mr. Fanzhuo's heart was filled with repeated guilt! ...

He closed his eyes, hugged Chen Yixuan tightly into his arms, and said with inexplicable pain in his tone, "...I'm sorry."

It was vaguely understandable that he didn't just say sorry to himself.

Chen Yixuan then relaxed his body and approached him more quietly, raised his hand to caress the tense face line of His Majesty the Prince, and responded softly, "It's okay."