Liu Yu straightened up slightly.

She carefully observed the face in front of her. Sure enough, she found a trace of rejection on the calm and watery surface-

"Belia, this won't work."

He said.

"Why not? Gaia, just a kiss."

He pulled her hand away and she wrapped it up recklessly.

"Belia."

"Gaia, you promised me."

"Yes, it's just a kiss, a piece of Russo, a piece of bread--everything that starts to fall into the abyss is like this."

"Gaia, you are too much."

The girl widened her eyes in amazement, and asked with some sadness, "You mean...I am an abyss? Kiss me, is it the beginning of falling into the abyss?"

"Too much, you are really too much."

She cried.

"No, Belia, I mean..." Gaia stroked her hair. "You can restrain."

"Restrain? Restrain your love for you?" The girl dropped his hand on his neck and fell to his cheek, stroking his silky smooth skin. "Sorry, I can't do it."

She bowed her head and kissed her.

Gaia sighed:

"Beliya..."

Liu Yu took the opportunity to dig in like a naughty fish.

The warm and humid heat, mixed with shimmer and dust, brought the two together.

The thick wooden cabinet exudes an old smell, which is mixed with the accumulated ink fragrance and ubiquitous rose flower fragrance, fermenting into a strange and unknown smell.

Her soft hair scratched gently like aquatic plants--

Gaia moved his head, but encountered a cold and heavy bookcase.

He stopped.

She rubbed him with her lips, and his lips were slightly cold, just like him, soft but cold. His temperature rose a little, but the closed stone door never opened to her.

Her tears fell, sticking to the faces of the two, he leaned against the bookcase, motionless.

She stepped back, holding his cheek, piously, and humblely, like countless unrequited lovesick girls:

"Gaia, I really love you, I love you very much."

"Belia."

He sighed slightly, and the look on his face was like a raised milk cat accidentally naughtyly knocking over the milk, but helplessly and slightly tolerated, "I said, be restrained."

"But Gaia, I can't help it."

The girl took his hands and covered her face.

Tears ran freely in his palm:

"My Belia Fergus is also self-respecting, do you think I haven't tried it? But I can't help it, I really can't do it... In this world, the most unmaskable and restraint is love, except breathing... …"

"I love you, Gaia."

"Don't be so cruel to me."

Gaia closed her eyes, and she fell into his arms at once, hugging him tightly.

The teenager sighed and gently stroked her soft hair:

"Belia, you..."

Feeling that gentle appeasing, Liu Yu whimpered, tightened his shirt, and buried his wet, tearful face: this time he didn't really refuse, then next time, he certainly won't.

She is sure.

Gaia picked up the scroll again in this position and stroked it page by page.

The rustling of paper rang in this small space, and Liu Yu pillowed his chest until the tears on his face were all dried up before wiping his face:

"Sorry, I was just too rude."

She practiced the light projectile again.

A handful of white fireworks exploded in the air, and she suddenly asked the dedicated teenager next to him:

"Gaia, does the book say how to deal with dark creatures?"

"Have."

Gaia turned his head slightly, "Black dog blood, silver cross."

"Black dog blood?"

It is not available in the college, but the Silver Cross is not lacking.

The teenager added:

"...Into a dark creature's heart with a silver cross coated with holy water."

"...This way."

Liu Yu smiled and said, "I know."

Gaia turned his head again.

"Can I still be here tomorrow?

"If you want to come."

"Want to come!"

The girl said happily.

Gaia gave a soft "en" sound.

One afternoon, it quietly passed by one person turning a book and one person practicing.

——————

Twilight enveloped the earth again, and the moon rose.

On the vine stand in front of the mushroom house, the vines were gently moved by the wind, and the wings fluttered and whispered:

"Streaks! Streaks!"

[Good night, Babe. ]

"Good night, spotty."

[Come and chat with Uncle for a day, a piece of Russo. ]

"Oh, do you have money?"

Liu Yu was surprised.

In the night, the black bean eyes gleaming:

[Hey, there’s a lot of Princess Mary there, who asked her to cut her wings! Those who bully will be punished! ]

The most bullied Liu Yu:...

"Oh, I'm going to sleep."

She turned over, facing the wall.

On the other side is Gaia’s mushroom house, with a thick wall in between.

After a while, Louis was coming. He wanted to ask her for the ten glasses of blood. From the fact that he was in the library, by revealing to Prince Carlo, he forced her into the dark camp—

They briefly joined forces and were broken.

She can never enter the dark camp.

If he must have ten cups, then... today I can only give it a go.

Liu Yu told himself.

She reached down to the pillow and touched it, making sure that something was still there before closing her eyes.

Patted the cage vigorously:

[Baby! You will not regret chatting with you, you will regret it! Banban, Banban knows a secret! ]

"Secret? What secret?"

Liu Yu opened his eyes.

[Banban doesn’t want to say it now! Goodbye! ]

The chickadee hugged her wings on her chest, and looked at her with black eyes. Liu Yu glanced at it: "You have shit."

Bianban had to retract his wings and jump his feet:

[where? where? ]

"Oh, so late, Miss Fergus, you are still very busy here."

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness. The black shadow spread out, and Louis's pale and handsome face appeared. He put on his cloak again, and he was wrapped in night, with his long black hair.

He looked at the spots in the eye cage:

"Miss Fergus' bird is also very angry."

Frightened, he hid himself behind the cage in horror.

Liu Yu sat up quietly:

"The gifts my adults gave me during the day are impressive."

"This is my sincerity. Belia, you should come to me."

He approached her slowly.

"Natasi?"

Liu Yu took his hand from under the pillow and clenched quietly. She bargained with him, "Whether you are a lover or a man, I, Belia Fergus, must be the only one. Want me to be your clan, Na You must give up Tasi."

"Oh, Miss Fergus, you are as greedy as ever-you can't compare to your sister."

"Don't you like me like this?"

At this time, Louis had already approached her bed.

His tall body almost covered her in the shadows. In the shadows, her pale skin and pretentious curling gesture made her look like a pitiful lamb chased by hunters.

The blood under his skin boiled again.

"Miss Fergus," Louise squatted down and stared at her, "I have come to get paid, ten cups. Will you never deny it?"

Ten glasses.

Liu Yu saw from his black pupil that he was bound to win. The opportunity of Tu poor has arrived.

"Of course, the Fergus family never denies."

When a vampire **** blood, it is when he is most relaxed.

Drink more, the blood will make him slightly ——

At that time, it was her only chance.

Liu Yu got up and got out of bed, bypassing him, taking the enamel cup on the closet, cutting his fingers and bleeding.

The thick blood dropped into the blue enamel cup ticking, and the new cup that Prince Carlo paid was obviously better than what she had originally. The red blood fell into the blue cup, swayed, there were shares Thick and beautiful.

Lewis stared without blinking, and the cup passed over:

"A cup."

He looked up and swallowed.

Glycol's blood exploded in his throat, flowing down his throat silky, flowing through his limbs, and with his eyes narrowed, he returned the enamel cup:

"Come again."

"Second cup."

The wound no longer bleeds, and Liu Yu cut another facelessly:

"The third cup."

"Fourth Cup."

"Fifth Cup."

"Sixth Cup."

The wound on the hand was torn open and then torn open.

Louis leaned against the wall.

He felt an indescribable pleasure, which made him more happy than having **** with Natasi. He suddenly felt a pity that once she became a blood family, her blood also became stinky——

The weak girl stood before him again:

"The seventh cup."

At this time, not only her face, but also her lips were white, her calf exposed outside her nightdress was covered with dense wounds, and the spotted freckle flapped her wings unsteadily. .

This cup of blood was extremely slow.

Louis knew that she was about to do it.

The girl's stubborn face swayed in front of his eyes. He rarely felt a trace of sadness. He had never had such a complicated emotion about food—

He took the enamel cup and drank it again.

Blood boiling at the tip of the tongue, supreme enjoyment...

It's a pity that I'm afraid it will be gone in the future.

Louis closed his eyes. At this time, there was a sharp pain in his heart. He opened his eyes, and he was surprised to find that the girl who thought that she had no power was holding a cross in her palm and drilled **** his left chest.

"Poof", blood spattered out.

Splashed on her pale face, but gave her a trace of blood.

Louis noticed the eyes.

Blood splattered around her eyes, the burning things in those blue eyes made her look very different from usual:

It's beautiful, like... an elk that he had seen when he was a man, running desperately under the gun of a hunter.

Louis didn't know that after so many years, he still remembered.

"Well--"

The cross drilled another layer into the flesh.

She seemed to have insufficient energy, and she held both hands up, and an adult-sized light projectile fell on him and exploded.

Louis laughed suddenly, he laughed intermittently:

"Miss Fergus, you always surprise me."

"...Merfa light bullets, crosses..." He coughed a few times, and blood continued to flow from his mouth, but he continued to laugh, "...Holy water... really sad to me, Miss Fergus did Hate me, I like Miss Fergus very much."

"Hate? I don't hate you. But for my own sake, you have to die."

"puff--"

The girl's hands swiftly moved forward, and the last membrane was broken.

She seemed to have exhausted her last effort, and the whole person slacked off and sat down on the ground.

Louis stood up straight, "Come on--"

The silver cross stuck in his chest fell.

He coughed:

"Sorry, Miss Fergus, I can't die yet."

The grim wound began to creep and scab rapidly, and Liu Yu looked at the scene in despair:

She didn't understand...

Why didn't he die in smoke, she clearly pierced his heart.

"Streaks! Streaks!"

Bianban shouted sternly.

Louis pinched her neck and lifted it up.

Liu Yu pulled his palm like iron, struggling with his legs.

One after another light blasts fell on his head, and Louis was unscathed.

He gently touched her eyes:

"Your eyes are beautiful. You know? I've seen a beautiful elk before. Its eyes are like you. I like it so much. Finally, I dug out its eyes and made a specimen. Your ..."

The girl bit her lip and her tears fell wildly.

She seemed terrified, and the whole person shivered.

"Streaks! Streaks!"

The sad bird echoed in the mushroom house.

"This bird is really noisy."

With a wave of Louis, the bird cage fell to the ground, and the spot came out of the cage, flapping its wings headlessly and attacking Louis.

"Snapped--"

Spots were photographed on the wall.

Afterglow in the corner of Liu Yu's eyes, he only saw spots lying on the ground, with a pool of blood under his small body.

"Spotted, spotted..."

[Baby, Babe...]

Spotted murmured weakly.

Liu Yu struggled, she coughed:

"I'm going with you, don't hurt it."

"Just for a bird? Miss Fergus always surprises me. But..." Louis looked around. "It's really troublesome here. Let's change places."

He put her down, Liu Yu stumbled and followed.

The cloak unfolded, and the black mist enveloped them.

"Cracking--"

Like an overcharge, Louis suddenly shivered and fell down.

Liu Yu fell without a support.

His black cloak wrapped him tightly like a furoshiki.

The whole mushroom house lit up, and pure light began to flood the room.

Louis gritted his teeth:

"Miss Fergus, I look down upon you..."

Liu Yu looked around inexplicably.

The corners, the ground, and countless white sand like white awns, they oscillate in a mysterious way, and after each oscillation, the brighter the light in the room is, the more pure.

At this moment, a soft puff came from the grape shelf.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar, recently heard countless footsteps came over, which was faster and faster than usual, and there was a "pop"...

Liu Yu crawled over and held the spot in his arms.

The little bird twitched:

"Spotted, spotted..."

[Variety said, there is a secret... The secret is, great Mr. Leslie... When I cleaned for you last time, I lost a lot, a lot of such things...Variety guess, it must be, it must be for Babe ...A surprise, it turns out, it was... a surprise...]

Liu Yu looked at more and more rooms, more and more pure light, and the six-pointed star that gradually appeared, and finally realized:

Gaia set up a magic circle in her room.

The legendary magic circle.

"Spotted, don't talk." She touched her head gently, but she didn't expect that a bird that usually didn't deal with it was willing to take her place, she said, "Keep some strength."

Streaks stiffened his body, and he was motionless.

Her tears fell:

"Spotted, sorry... sorry..."

At this moment, the door squeaked from the outside and opened.

The teenager in the Xingyue robe hurriedly came, he dropped a shoe, and his long silver hair was scattered randomly behind his head:

"Belia, do you care?"

Prince Carlo came in, and at a glance he saw a girl as pale as the wall.

She hugged a grey freckle unconcernedly, her eyes soft and sad.

A lot of blood was splattered on the pure white nightgown, even on the face. What was even more shocking was that the exposed arms, wrists, and calves were covered with dense wounds. The wounds were like fish scales, but the blood was like It was drained, leaving only a little bit of slow infiltration.

She seemed to be withering.

Prince Carlo opened his mouth and suddenly couldn't say a word.

Gaia had already squatted down halfway:

"Belia, it's all right, I'll take you to the doctor."

He wanted to pick her up, but she suddenly reached out and put the freckle into his arms:

"Gaia, you save the spots, okay?"

She wept:

"It's dying."

"It's okay." Gaia touched the freckles. "It's heartbeat is strong. It's you, Bellia, your breath is weak."

"really?"

"Really, Leslie never deceives people."

Liu Yu couldn't help but believe him.

Gaia stuffed the gray freckles with Carlo and took Liu Yu up.

"Prince Carlo, next, please."

"Don't worry, I have just informed the envoys and professors that Miss Fergus looks very hurt--"

"--I know."

Gaia gently pushed her back, and when she heard a slight "sizzle", she bowed her head and asked:

"Does it hurt? Belia."

Liu Yu pillowed her head gently on his shoulder, and she wept gently:

"...It hurts, Gaia, it hurts like it's going to die..."

Only then did she have time to think:

He...why set up a magic circle in her room?

Still hiding her...

Is he... doubting her?

Prince Carlo in the house looked at the cloak that was lifted up on the ground in surprise: there was nothing but a wooden man made of dead wood.

As soon as the wind blew, the wood became powdered and scattered in the air.

The cloak that stayed on the ground, like an open mouth, sent a huge mockery to him.