After leaving the world of all NPCs

Nangong Nayue stood up calmly, and the hem of her black skirt fell like a flower, covering the slight wrinkles on her stockings caused by kneeling.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, and then they turned their heads away quickly at the same time, one looking at the fountain at the edge of the square, and the other looking at the high blue sky, leaving only the backs of two heads slightly turned with residual dissatisfaction and alienation.

One is as silvery white as snow, the other is as black as night.

The sunlight passed through their hair, casting shadows on the scorching ground. The intense scene just now seemed like just evaporated water vapor, leaving only a little scorching heat.

086 Watara: Ye Zuochen must be Cain, the God of Sin

After summoning his beast last time, Ye Zuochen had become very familiar with it.

hum!

As powerful magic powers were framed by the cards and given images, the beasts took up residence in Yuexia's blood.

"Emperor-level Honkai beast Vishnu? Could it be related to this?" Ye Zuochen whispered to himself.

Nangong Nayue held up her parasol: "The familiar beast...seems quite interesting. Should I try summoning one myself?"

Ye Zuochen finally came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Absolutely. After taking the immortality elixir, your vitality is enough to support a number of beasts. However, since they are not True Ancestors, the number will probably not exceed ten. What do you think? Why not take this opportunity to give it a try?"

Na Yue thought about it and shook her head: "Forget it, I don't want to be mistaken for a vampire."

"why?"

"Because I'm a magician."

It's still a self-esteem issue.

Ye Zuochen didn't tease Na Yue, but smiled and said, "Okay, to celebrate, come over and give me a kiss."

The moon slanted past, looking a little unhappy.

This guy seems to have found the switch to control himself.

She walked slowly forward under the moonlight, raised her arm wrapped in a black sleeve, and gently placed her fingertips on Ye Zuochen's shoulder.

"Does your heart beat faster when you look into my eyes?"

There was a dangerous and charming light in her blood-red eyes, her fangs were faintly visible between her lips, and her legs wrapped in torn black stockings rubbed against each other unconsciously, making a slight rustling sound.

"I can."

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, and the hem of her skirt swayed slightly because of this movement.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath. Yuexia suddenly stuck out her tongue and gently licked her fangs.

This suggestive action made the roses on her chest seem even brighter.

"Because of the captain's smell..."

Her lips finally touched Ye Zuochen's, and her fingers under the black gauze sleeves tightened unconsciously.

"It's more intoxicating than the finest red wine."

During the kiss, the blood-red veil fell completely, enveloping the two of them in an ambiguous dark red.

Nangong Nayue: "..."

Damn vampire!

Nayue was not jealous of Yuexia, but felt that she was unlucky by Yuexia.

This "Moonlight Oath Theresa" did not hide her thoughts at all. As long as she got the chance, she would get close to Ye Zuochen. She was much more proactive than other people.

If it were someone else, Na Yue could use the excuse that "even if I'm bewitched, it doesn't mean I have no sense of shame" to refuse to do such ambiguous things in broad daylight.

This is a square.

It's daytime now.

Although this place has been designated as private territory and there are only three of them, this kind of thing is still too much.

rustle!

The rustling sound of fabric was particularly clear in the silent square.

Nangong Nayue's fair cheeks instantly turned red.

She looked at Yuexia, who was almost completely pressed against Ye Zuochen, with the blood-red veil covering the two of them in a private space.

Wait!

What are they going to do!?

Please don't get horny here!!

"you!"

Na Yue's knuckles turned white from gripping the parasol. She threw the parasol away and suddenly took a quick step forward, forcing the two people who were entangled apart.

"It's my turn!"

It can only be this way.

At least not in a place like this...

Yuexia staggered back due to the sudden force, her bloodshot eyes narrowed dangerously.

But before she could react, Na Yue had already stood on tiptoe...

Unfortunately, at the age of twelve, she could only barely reach Ye Zuochen's chin.

"Tsk."

Na Yue clicked her tongue irritably and suddenly jumped up.

As her black Gothic skirt fluttered, she hung on Ye Zuochen's waist like a koala, her slender legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

This action completely exposed the lace stockings under the skirt to the sunlight, and the black lace edges and black satin ribbons left seductive marks on the porcelain white skin.

"Lower your head."

Nangong Nayue grabbed Ye Zuochen's collar and pulled it down hard.

Their lips finally touched, and Na Yue bit his lower lip in revenge.

The parasol had already fallen to the ground, and his free hand inserted itself into Ye Zuochen's hair, pressing him closer.

"We've already come out, but there are still some extra people..." Under the moonlight, her fingertips gently stroked her lips that were just kissed and were shining with moisture.

Upon hearing this, Na Yue deepened the kiss even harder, and did not let go until both of them were having difficulty breathing.

She stared down at Ye Zuochen from above. The disadvantage of having to look up because she was hanging on him turned out to be an advantage.

"How does it taste?" Na Yue licked the corner of her lips provocatively.

Ye Zuochen was about to answer when Yuexia suddenly hugged him from behind, her pointed chin resting on his shoulder.

"Captain~" She deliberately whispered in front of Na Yue with a sweet voice, "Let's go on a date now. The sun here is too strong, unlike this little kid. I really like you~"

Na Yue's face instantly turned from crimson to red, and she quickly loosened her legs that were wrapped around Ye Zuochen's waist, jumped down, picked up the parasol on the ground and hit Yue Xia's head hard.

Of course, the opponent dodged it easily.

"I'm just correcting the shameless behavior of some vampires!"

She said this through gritted teeth, but noticed that her Gothic skirt was already wrinkled in the intense movement just now, and her petticoat was even flipped up above her thighs.

Na Yue quickly packed up, thinking of escaping from this place of trouble.

boom!

Suddenly, an explosion was heard not far away, attracting the attention of all three people.

A huge amount of magical power rose up.

As the fire burned fiercely, Liu Meifan summoned a powerful beast, which transformed into a beast of fire in the air. Opposite her, the entire block had turned into silver mist.

"It seems that someone has come to our door again."

Ye Zuochen sighed, picked up the moon and the moon under the moon with both hands, soared into the air, and flew towards the direction of the explosion.

The aftermath of the explosion was still vibrating in the air. Ye Zuochen fell from the sky holding Nayue and Yuexia, and landed lightly on the roof of a ruined building.

The ground beneath my feet was still shaking slightly.

Liu Meifan's figure shuttled through the flames, the snake spear in her hand drew a fiery trajectory, and she engaged in fierce confrontation with three completely different figures.

"Oh?" Ye Zuochen raised his eyebrows and looked at the battlefield with interest.

Na Yue lightly jumped down from his arms, her black lace skirt fluttering in the wind. She narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixed on the center of the battle: "Three Flame Night Lords."

Under the moon, Ye Zuochen was still holding her horizontally in his arms, and the distant firelight was reflected in her scarlet eyes.

clang!

Liu Meifan's snake spear collided violently with a lightning gun shining with white light, sparks flying everywhere.

Her opponent was a petite blonde girl.

Her golden hair was cut short like a boy's, her platinum armor gleamed in the firelight, and her bluish-white eyes were like burning cold flames.

"Bentos Number Five."

Ye Zuochen whispered the other person's name.

Around them, two other Flame Night Masters were participating in the battle in completely different ways.

Tolitos's long hair, tied into two ponytails, twisted and swayed like a coiled snake, her gold and silver pupils flashed with dangerous light, and she held a black sphere in each hand. Wherever she passed, strange holes appeared in the space as if it had been gnawed.

Tetartos stood silently at the edge of the battlefield, heavy armor covering half of her face.

Her body was filled with silver mist, which flowed as if it had life, constantly interfering with Liu Meifan's vision and movements, and turning everything around into mist, allowing her two sisters to avoid Liu Meifan's attack.

"Three against one?" Yuexia frowned slightly and struggled to get out of Ye Zuochen's arms. "Aren't you going to help?"

Ye Zuochen tightened his arms, hugging her even tighter, a playful smile on his lips: "Don't be impatient, look, the real boss just came out, didn't he?"

Na Yue glanced at him and snorted, but had no intention of attacking.

The battle on the battlefield became more and more intense, with flames and silver mist intertwined, and lightning and darkness colliding.

The entire block has been completely destroyed, and only the aftermath of the battle continues to spread.

Applause rang out, and a noble in a white suit slowly stepped forward, his mouth full of praise: "The Fifth True Ancestor, I didn't expect it to be real. Although it is still very immature, it is indeed a genuine True Ancestor."

The crisp applause was particularly harsh in the smoke.

The blond noble in a pure white suit walked slowly forward and performed an ancient vampire audience ceremony.

"My name is Demitriel Wattola. From my true ancestor, the 'Forgotten War King,' I have been honored with the title of Duke of Aldial."

Silver mist rolled around his feet, and the three Flame Night Lords retreated behind him like guards.

Benptos's lightning spear was lowered, and the tip of the spear was still jumping with blue-white electric light.

The dark sphere in Tolitos' palm slowly rotated, swallowing up the surrounding light.

More silver mist seeped out from the gaps in Tetartos's armor, enveloping the four people in a hazy barrier.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Ruby!" Demitri's lips curled up elegantly, and he suddenly raised his hand to press his chest. "I never thought such a True Ancestor would appear in this world. It's really exciting!"

Liu Meifan's expression was serious, and he pointed his lance directly at Wattola. "A dignified Duke is directly attacking our castle. Is this a declaration of war?"

"That's part of the party."

"Your goal is to take away the other Flame Night Lords?"

"How could that be?" Wattola said with a smile, "I have only one goal, and that is to satisfy my desire to fight!"

Liu Meifan frowned slightly and looked at him warily.

Wattola said in a loud voice: "I've always been bored."

"After hundreds of years of existence, all I've seen is the repetition of stupid history and a world that hasn't improved at all."

“Even the most wonderful works of art have become rubbish.”

“No matter how brilliant a culture is, it will fade with time.”

“People, families, countries—everything seems to be changing, but in reality, it’s just the same comedies and tragedies that are constantly being played out.”

"I'm tired of it. I'm really tired of it."

Wattella spoke for all the vampires of the old generation.