Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 67: Please Start Your Show (13)

The sweet perfume dangled in the bottle, and one of the drops fell on the cardboard, which was taken to the tip of Zongque's nose and sniffed, and opposite him, the boy was looking at him expectantly and asked, "What do you think?"
"It's the smell of cherry blossoms, supplemented by some citrus." Zong Que sniffed the front and back notes.
The taste is no longer as bad as before, but the sweetness is so strong that it is like candy drizzled with jam, and it will be caught in one bite.
"Yes, this is my most satisfying work." Joel held his cheek in anticipation, "Can you sell it?" There
are still many flaws in the work, but if you want to force it to change, you will only break the proportions and become different from his style.
"Okay, what's the name of that?" Zong Que asked.
He is not only a perfumer in his shop, and other people's creations will be somewhat flawed, but there is no need to modify them, sales speak for themselves.
"It's called love." Joel laughed, "How are you?
"Yes." Zong Que got up and said, "I'll let people design the bottle, and you will make the decision."
"Really?" Joel cheerfully followed, "I will definitely be able to make a lot of money this time."
"Hmm." Zong Que didn't want to undermine his confidence.
Based on cherry blossoms, the color of the perfume is set to pink, and the bottle is rounded and small, and it is carved with a model of cherry blossoms and accompanied by a small and delicate colored gilt candy, which is on the shelves of Zongque's perfume shop.
Zong Que's life has not changed much, but the Prince of the Blood Clan, who used to pester him, is sitting restlessly on the sofa today, peeking out the window from time to time, or opening the door to go out.
"Even if it's a fast horse, it won't arrive until the afternoon." Zong Que looked at the fidgeting boy.
"I know, I'm just in a hurry." Joel turned around and sat down at the desk, picked up a pen to deliberate on his script, and the script he loved to write only made him quiet for a while, and began to kneel on the sofa by the window and look out.
Zong Que's pen stopped, looked at his back and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Even if it is slightly flawed and labeled as Ebram, it will not sell too badly, and his vault key has been given to him, and it stands to reason that he should not be short of money now.
"Of course, I want the smell of love to be smelled by everyone." Joel turned his head and said.
1314 Friendly translation: [Just want to spread dog food.]
"That's going to be a long time away." Zong Que said.
"But I want to know the result now, or I'll fly directly to Barron City." Joel looked out the window and thought, "Human speed is really slow.
"At this time, the shops have just opened, and it will take a while for people to go out on the street to choose." Zong Que said.
"Can't it be delivered directly to the door?" Joel began to whimsically.
Zong Que: "..."
"Am I bothering you? You go about your business, leave me alone. Joel met his gaze and got down from the couch and said, "Either I'll go out and wait, or you'll be easily distracted by going around and around."
Zong Que looked at his figure who was about to go out and said, "Come here." If
he really let him out, he may really leave the manor and go straight to Barron City.
"Huh? What's wrong? Joel walked up to him, but was pulled by the arm and sat in his arms.
"Be quiet for a while." Zong Que lowered his head and said.
Joel blinked, his eyes flowed and smiled: "Eberland, I'm not in your arms, don't you feel that your arms are empty and unaccustomed?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Eberland," the little blood in his arms coquettishly said, "then you kiss me, and I will sit obediently and hold you."
Zong Que looked at him, lifted his cheek and kissed his lips, but was tightly hugged by the little blood tribe in his arms, and the shallow taste turned into a deep kiss, and when the kiss was separated, the little blood tribe had water in his eyes, and honestly leaned into his arms, and his voice was soft: "Eberlan, have you tasted it?" The taste of love. " Sweet
greasy feeling.
Zong Que remembered the smell of that perfume and looked at the expectant teenager in his arms and said, "Hmm."
1314 was caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dog food, and Wang felt that his throat was choked.
Because of this kiss, the little vampire stayed honestly for a few hours, and at lunchtime, the horse quickly drove into the manor, and when the butler hurriedly came in with the letter, Zong Que watched the boy who had rushed over to receive the letter and stopped his chopsticks.
"How's it going?" Zong Que asked.
"Master, this perfume is out of stock, and it is necessary to increase production." The butler said.
Yoel had just opened the letter, and joy appeared on his eyebrows: "Really all sold?!"
"Yes." The butler said respectfully.
"Great, Abram, I just said everyone must love this taste." Joel took the letter and happily lay on his back.
"Well, triple the production." Zong Que clasped the arm of the person on his back and looked at the butler and said.
"Wouldn't that be too much?" The butler asked.
The price of love is not set high, and the price gap with the previous perfume is very large, which is why it was out of stock as soon as it went on sale, but mass production, the product will become cheap, not in line with the operation of perfume stores.
"Only this one, for everyone." Zong Que said.
"Yes." The butler hurried to order.
"For everyone?" Joel asked, looking down at him.
"Isn't that your wish." Zong Que said.
"Ebran, I like you so much." With water in his eyes, Joel said, "Let's go to bed."
Zong Que: "... At night.
"Well, just wait for the evening." Joel got up and laughed, "Look what scares you."
1314 grasped the timing: [Host, it is best to use kidney tonic at this time to teach him to take the post! ]
【Not required.】 Zong Que ate again.
Although he did not use it, the little vampire who has always been arrogant did not leave the room for a day and a night, and 1314 was almost locked up in a small dark room for a day and a night.
And when the little blood clan was taken out the next day, not only was his voice soft, but the whole person had a sleepy and hazy feeling.
"I'm not playing, why are you so careful..." said Joel as he yawned as he leaned on his shoulder.
Zong Que's footsteps stopped, and Joel's eyes lifted slightly, looking at his calm gaze and said with an agitated spirit: "No, no, no careful eyes, Aiberlan, you are the most generous, you must not calculate with me, right?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied and took a new step.
The little blood tribe stayed honestly for a day, studying the script, revealing a state without worldly desires.
1314 shouts in the heart, the host is awesome!
However, after the next day, the little blood clan who had recovered his state pushed the written script in front of Zong Que and said, "What do you think?"
Zong Que picked up the script and looked at ten lines at a glance, until his eyes froze when he saw one: "Three days and three nights?
"Well, considering you're human, it can be done in three parts." Joel said thoughtfully with his cheeks.
"You said last time that you wouldn't dare next time." Zong Que looked at the eager young man.
"Did I say something so unscrupulous?" Joel's eyes were confused, and after thinking about it several times, his gaze turned lightly, "Didn't you humans say that a man's words in bed don't count, then it was then, now is now, okay?"
"It's not good, the drama does not have this kind of acting, modify it to the extent that it can be displayed in front of the audience and then show it to me." Zong Que dismissed the script.
Joel puffed out his cheeks and said, "Who wants an audience to see a doctor?"
"Me." Zong Que said calmly.
Joel: "..." Not
fun.
Joel's script is still being revised repeatedly, but the sales of love perfume have reached a new high, not only because of its sweet taste, but also because it is the only one of Eberland perfume for civilians, you only need to save some money to buy it, so it has become the favorite of many girls who want to own an Eberland perfume.
A month's profit from just one perfume is worth the sum of all the other perfumes combined.
"Can it sell so much?" Joel looked at the financial summary and said.
"This is a new listing, and it will go down after that." Zong Que hugged him and said.
"When it falls, it will be launched separatelyA perfume. Joel looked at the data and smiled, "My perfumery technique has improved recently.
"Yes, but not for this price." Zong Que said.
"Isn't it bad to have two more perfumes for civilians?" Joel rolled his eyes and asked, "I've always felt that the pricing was very expensive before.
"When you don't have enough to eat, this kind of thing is not a necessity for civilians." Zong Que said, "What the nobles want is its value and uniqueness.
"Okay, I see." Joel thought of the perfume in the hands of the queen he was worried about, what Eberland wanted had always been wealth in the hands of nobles, and many human beings acted differently from the blood, "Then do you say I can make a bottle of only one bottle like Brilliant?"
"Your technology is currently out of reach." Zong Que said bluntly.
Joel raised his eyes to glare at him, but also knew that he was telling the truth: "I can't reach it now, I still have a long, long time to study, and one day I can surpass you."
"I'll see." Zong Que said.
"The day I surpass you, I will give you that bottle as a unique gift." Joel thought.
"Do you want a one-of-a-kind gift?" Zong Que asked.
The young man rolled his eyes and gave a very positive answer: "Of course." "
......
The moonlight is cold and poignant, slender fingers hold the blood-red bottle, compared to the moonlight, the full moon seems to become a blood moon in an instant, the bottle body is gently turned, and the liquid like blood flows slowly, as if the blood moon wrapped the entire galaxy flowing.
The crystal bottle carved a small castle with red gemstones, on which lies a cute bat, with a rose in its mouth, countless facets, shining in the moonlight, which makes Joel love it.
"What's its name?" Joel asked the humanity behind him.
"Blazing." Zong Que said.
Although the bottle body adopts the symbol of the blood clan, but the hot rose as the incense base, which dilutes the floral aroma of the rose, and blends it with other cold spices, it will feel a little cold at first smell, but it is long and warm.
The roses blooming in the sun, warm, warm, hot, even if they experience the moonlight, they are only dyed with some cold frost, and they will still bloom in the sun on the second day, just like the little blood in their arms, born in darkness, but hotter than the sun.
"It's a one-of-a-kind gift?" Joel asked, holding the small bottle.
"Well, only this bottle, no recipe retained." Zong Que looked at him and said.
"Wouldn't it be suspicious that the bottle was carved like this?" Joel looked at him and asked.
"I carved it myself, no one else participated." Zong Que said.
Joel's mouth opened slightly, carefully stroking the roses on it: "It's beautiful, this should be more valuable than the queen's crown." A
unique bottle in the world, small and delicate, carefully held in the hand, every cut is polished and carved by this person for him.
"Why compare it to it?" Zong Que asked.
Jolmo whispered on the wings of the little bat: "It's not because you gave the queen two bottles of unique perfume, and I don't have one here." The
queen photographed him with 300,000 gold coins at that time, and also said that he would give it away, obviously very important to his lover, although he knew that Eberland was not interesting to the queen, but there would still be a small taste.
"Those two bottles of perfume are only commercial operations, and you have seen samples in perfume cabinets." Zong Que said.
Joel carefully shook the perfume bottle in his hand, looked up at him, and said, "So this bottle is just a gift, right?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
Joel got up, carefully put the bottle of perfume into the bedside table, walked in front of him under Zongque's calm gaze, his shoulders rose and fell slightly, grabbed his shoulders and looked down and asked: "Eberlan, do you want to be with me forever?"
Zong Que met his serious and fiery gaze, knowing that something would come one day: [System, is there a possibility that I will be turned into a vampire?]
Becoming a vampire means eternal life before eternal sleep, and the system takes the host through one world after another, destined that he will not live forever in one world.
[If you choose to stay in this world, you can become a vampire, but you will lose the memory associated with the system.] 1314 answered seriously, [If one day you die as a vampire, you will really die.
【If you don't stay, what will happen if you experience the first possession?】 Zong Que asked.
[It has always been the human body, although it will not age, but the lifespan will still die, as long as the star coins are sufficient, it can continue to live. ] 1314 said.
This is the rationality given by the origin world, if you want to keep each other forever, it is most reasonable to enter the origin world one day, but the system can only explain, but cannot interfere with the host's choice.
"Joel, do you want to turn me into a vampire?" Zong Que asked.
There was not the slightest hesitation in the young man's eyes: "I want us to be together all the time, and you will have eternal life after the first embrace, but with it, you can no longer see the sun, and you may even need to sink to the ground to sleep during the day, are you willing?"
The world is full of laughter, but living too long, watching too long, will feel repetitive and boring, and even filled with a long-term loneliness, unable to find the meaning of life, until he met Ebran, he is not the prince of the blood tribe in front of him, just his lover, can mess around, can be coquettish, can be unscrupulous, the boredom that always occupied his life in the past does not know when it disappears, sometimes he even feels like a human being, He prefers the sun-soaked earth to the night.
But now the long-term companionship, but need to pull this person into the darkness, the moment of success, his life will stop forever, will not grow old, can go together to see the changes of the world.
Zong Que looked at the expectation in his eyes and said, "Yes."
If he could, he would also like to be able to spend more time with this person, but some things must be treated sensibly.
[Host, do you want to stay in this world?] 1314 asked.
[No, no matter which mission world, I have the same answer.] Zong Que said.
People who can follow him into every world without being discovered by the system must be outside the rules of the world, he does not know the origin of the other party, the other party does not know him thoroughly, the moment when fate is not in his hands, there is no eternal saying.
But when he only faced the blood clan in front of him, he hoped that the other party would be happy.
"Really? Then if you first embrace, you can only follow me back to the castle of the blood clan. Joel sat down in his arms and laughed.
"Good." Zong Que looked at the young man in his arms and said, "When will it be done?"
"Let's wait a little longer." Joel put his arms around his neck and said, "You may need a while to prepare, when you are ready we will start, once you become a vampire, you will never taste delicious food again."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied, "You too.
"Huh?" Joel pondered for a moment, his face wrinkled slightly, "Then I won't be able to drink special grade blood again in the future."
"I can save some for you." Zong Que said.
"No, it hurts for humans to bleed themselves." Joel held his face and looked at him, "Actually, I'm looking forward to seeing your more mature face, I don't know if it will have a special charm."
"It won't." Zong Que replied.
"Does growing stubble make it particularly sexy?" Yolmo squeezed his chin and smiled, "Do you want to try three days without shaving and show me."
He always had some messy whimsy, and Zong Que grabbed his waist, kissed the raised lips, and said as soon as he parted: "With a beard, it will be you who suffer."
"I don't believe it, unless you show it to me yourself." Joel rubbed his cheek gently, his fingers scratching his chin, "It's a little itchy... Hmm..."
This matter is settled, the little blood tribe is preparing for the matter of returning to the blood clan, but when he starts to pack up, he habitually sits on the side and sighs, which is also reluctant, that is also reluctant.
"You can wait until after the first hug." Zong Que pressed his head.
"Isn't it too late?" Joel looked up at him.
"No, and you may not be found just as a vampire." Zong Que said.
"Yes, too." JoelThrew things away from my hands.
Zongque is integrating funds, this world is changing rapidly, has entered the industrial age, the next will only develop faster and faster, the speed of information transmission will become faster and faster, his appearance will not grow old, nor do he have to live in the castle of the blood clan, it will inevitably continue to move, the Count of Eberland should also be hidden from the eyes of the world, he can engage in other industries, or he can take the small blood clan that always can't stay to various places to see.
The runes depicting resistance were buried in all corners of the manor, leaving only a door in the master bedroom, waiting for the runes to be embedded, a huge enchantment could be formed here to prevent the weak period after the initial embrace from being attacked by other blood races.
When the autumn harvest season arrived, the servants in the manor ushered in a three-day holiday, and one by one left happily, and the whole manor fell into silence.
As night fell, the runes in the room chimed, and the entire manor was sealed.
"Are you really ready?" Joel asked, looking at the man in front of him.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied, "But I have a question. "What
?" Joel wondered.
"The first embrace of the blood tribe is to suck more than two-thirds of the blood in my body and then inject it into your blood, with my blood regeneration ability, can you drink so much?" Zong Que asked.
1314 is also very confused, it has never thought about this problem.
Joel's face froze for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I used to suck in small mouths, but now I suck in large mouths!"
Zong Que: "... Good work on you.
"Not hard." Joel pushed his shoulder and said, "You're going to lie down, you'll lose strength after losing a lot of blood, but don't worry, it'll be over soon."
"Hmm." Zong Que looked at him and said.
The night was thick, and in the dark room, Joel looked at the man lying calmly, his heart stirred slightly, he slowly lowered his head, his teeth were close to the side of his neck, and his blue eyes turned a dark red, piercing into the neck.
In the past, he let the blood flow out on its own, but this time he sucked it in large gulps.
The sound of swallowing sounded in Zong Que's ears, the speed of blood regeneration was obviously not comparable to the speed of blood sucking, a large amount of blood was lost, the body was gradually in a state of hypothermia, the head was a little dizzy, the feeling of life loss came, Zong Que was calm, and the next moment the boy raised his head from the neck, regardless of the blood stained at the corner of his lips, he bit his wrist and fed the blood into his mouth.
The taste of blood was full of blood, not in line with the taste of humans, Zong Que swallowed, and with the regeneration of blood, the feeling of dizziness disappeared little by little.
"Why didn't your fangs grow?" Joel looked into his mouth, unable to find that the first vampire should have fangs, and simply bit his wrist again, dripping blood into his mouth.
"That's it." Zong Que took his gradually healing hand, stopped him from biting his wrist again, and took the person into his arms and said, "I'm a little tired, sleep for a while."
"But the more blood you get from the Blood Clan, the stronger your power will be." Joel said as he leaned into his arms.
"It's okay." Zong Que covered his eyes and said, "Sleep for a while." After the
initial embrace, both sides will fall into weakness, and Joel leaned into his arms a little out of his mind: "It's a pity that I didn't see your fangs, you were transformed into a vampire by me, and you will be very thirsty for my blood in the future."
"Hmm." Zong Que patted him on the back.
"Hiccup," Joel burped lightly, "the first time I've drunk it this way, your potion is so good."
"Well, you worked hard." Zong Que said.
"You have my blood, according to the rules of the blood clan, you should call me father at that time." Joel rubbed the side of his neck and laughed, "It's too late to regret now, ah, why are you spanking me?!" "
Sleep." Zong Que said.
"Hmph... Hey, by the way, I suddenly thought of a new script. Joel said with a finger.
Zong Que opened his eyes and said, "Don't diverge your thinking.
"I haven't said what it is, have you already thought of it?" Joel asked.
Zong Que: "..."
...
The morning sun rose, the curtains were not tightly drawn, a trace of sunlight fell to the ground through the gap, waking up the sleeping person on the bed, Joel opened his eyes, and there was a thick blood between the wings of his nose, he turned over in the thin quilt, and sat up when he found that he rolled out of the man's arms, looked at the trace of sunlight that threatened the lover, got out of bed and pulled it up, confirmed that it was tight, and would not leak a trace after walking to the bed, looking at the sleeping man, reaching out and pinching his nose, When he watched him open his mouth to breathe, the corners of his lips first hooked, and the next moment his brows frowned.
After becoming a vampire, there will be no human breath, human heartbeat, human body temperature.
Joel's heart panicked, lifted the quilt and pressed it on the man's heart, but found a familiar heartbeat and body temperature there, and his mind was a little trance for a while, and the transformation failed, but how could it fail?
Even if he hadn't given other humans a first embrace, he had seen it, and the blood of the Prince of the Blood Clan should not fail to transform.
If the transformation fails, he cannot have eternal life, he can only watch him grow old, watch him die, watch him leave him forever.
"Why? Why is this so?!
Zong Que's mind woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the flustered little blood clan next to the bed pressing his heart: "What's wrong?"
"Ebram, the transformation failed." Joel met the man's calm gaze, and his eyes became blurry and moist for a while.
A drop of icy tears fell, Zong Que got up, took the young man into his arms and said, "I still have body temperature."
"That's why the conversion failed." Joel held his cheek and said, "What to do?
He really wants to be with him forever, Zong Que wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, the teenager loves to cry, it seems that he was born with developed tear glands, when acting, he came and went, the tears fell just right, it looked beautiful, but he cried into this messy look, it was really messed up.
"Although I have body temperature, it may not be unsuccessful." Zong Que said.
"Huh?" Joel looked at him suspiciously.
"My body may not be the same as a normal human." Zong Que tried to rationalize this matter, "The blood regeneration rate is fast, and the blood you give has become a part of the body, but it is not as powerful as my own blood, so it presents a hidden effect.
"Oh..." the little Blood Clan seemed to understand, "So are you a human or a Blood Clan now?"
Zong Que looked at his face like a flower cat and said, "You come and taste the blood."
According to the rules of the system, he is still human, but he can always maintain a young appearance, it should be with the power of the blood of the blood clan, and the blood he drank last night should also be fused into his body.
Joel hesitated, bit his neck, and his eyes lit up when he tasted his own bloodline: "There really is!" Then you belong to half blood and half human, neither side, that does not belong to hybrid..."
Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Zong Que's hand.
"Hmm," Joel broke away from his hand, "is your life extended?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Maybe I gave you too little blood last night to cause recession." Joel pondered, "How about trying again tonight?"
"If your blood becomes dominant, I may not be able to see the sun again." Zong Que said.
"But I'm not at ease." Joel was a little worried.
"We'll see in a few years." Zong Que said, "If the recessive does not extend the life, proceed to the next time." "Good
." Joel agreed, just looked at the man in front of him and said, "But then you can't call me... Ah, you spank me again, Ebran, don't think I'm a bully! If you have the ability, you can fight again!
Zong Que looked at the eagerness in his eyes and felt a little headache.
The runes were removed, and life in the manor did not change much, but Joel's position in the manor became more and more solid.
I don't know who came out with the news that Lord Count had rejected the marriage of the nobles because he already had a recognized partner, and for so many years, there was no one else around him except Joel.
The quiet clinic is quite soundproof, and the smell of medicine is filled with pure white everywhere.
The young man lying on the hospital bed was dressed in aristocratic clothes, looking very fragile and pure, and he looked worriedly at the doctor holding the stethoscope and pressing one end to his heart: "Doctor, what disease do I have?" "
Heart disease." The tall and handsome man wearing a regular white coat, looked at the pitiful noble young master in front of him, and indifferently withdrew the stethoscope.
"Will it be fatal?" When the young man heard this, tears overflowed in his eyes, and he grabbed the doctor's hand, "Do you want to examine it more carefully?"
"No need." Zong Que withdrew his hand, ignoring the young man's puffed cheeks, "It won't be fatal, but only I can cure this disease in this world."
"Card, I have an opinion!" Joel sat up cross-legged from the hospital bed, "My script clearly writes that the doctor took the opportunity to diagnose the patient's belly, saying that his waist is so beautiful, why did you skip it directly?!" He
was too late to remedy it!
"I remember deleting this episode." Zong Que said expressionlessly.
Joel's expression froze for a moment, and he said forcefully: "The screenwriter felt that it was very necessary, and added it, otherwise the plot would not be smooth."
Zong Que looked at the boy who did not blush, sat down and told him about the irrationality of this plot: "Men in this era do not have a uterus and do not have the possibility of pregnancy.
"So the doctor will say if I help you get the baby out." Joel looked at him and said.
"He is simple, not a fool." Zong Que said.
"Isn't that seduced by the beauty of the doctor, the mind is dizzy, and the color is obsessed." Joel looked at the man in the white coat in front of him, and his eyes felt that he couldn't take it off.
Obviously, he just changed his clothes, but checking his body expressionlessly like that made his teeth itchy and his heart itchy, and this pregnancy had to be conceived if he was not pregnant.
Zong Que: "..." "Eberland..." Joel tugged at his sleeve and shook it gently,
"Embrace it." 1314
click to take pictures, their own pet little vampire, three views broken to the end.
The plot was repeatedly revised, and dozens of drafts were directly revised, and when the final draft was finalized, the mouth of the little blood tribe was about to pout: "I think of such a good plot!" "
......
Time passed in a hurry for five or six years, the walls of the manor had to be renovated by the rain, Hanny and Judy had married someone and left the manor, Barrow's butler's body was still straight, but the only black hair left in the hair was all white, and everyone's time seemed to be rushing forward, only the owner of the manor and his partner seemed to have stayed as if they were five years ago.
On the carriage sheath, three horses were tied to it, kicking the horses' hooves and eating fodder, and the daily necessities were carried into the carriage, and the Barrow butler waited at the door until the pair of companions who had not been erased by the scroll of time appeared, opened the door and said, "Master please."
"Barrow, I'll leave it to you here." Zong Que helped the young man beside him into the carriage and looked at the elderly butler.
"Don't worry, you have to take care of yourself outside." The butler Barrow looked at his master, and in a trance it seemed to be the scene from a few years ago, but he had a feeling that he would never see his master again.
"Well, don't worry." Zong Que got into the carriage and looked at the closed doorway.
The coachman waved his whip, and the carriage traveled far away, leaving this flower-filled manor and walking on the spring-filled path.
"Where are we going next?" Joel asked as she leaned against him without hesitation.
In five years, this person's appearance has not changed in any way, the heart that once hung up is put down, and he is also full of expectations for the future with this person.
"You don't want to see the sea, I set up a small building there, let's go there first." Zong Que said.
"And then?" Joel asked as he pulled his arm away and lay on his lap.
"Then cross the sea to see the icebergs and look for the aurora." Zong Que held his waist to prevent him from falling.
A young and healthy body can do a lot of things, and life is long, and it is not necessary to stay in that manor alone.
"What is an aurora?" Joel was a little curious.
"A brilliant and colorful plasma phenomenon, the sun's stream of charged particles..." Zong Que told him about this magical scene of nature.
Joel listened dizzily, and only understood one thing, that is, rare and good-looking, worth seeing.
The carriage traveled north, bypassing the city of Barron, passing the city of Hans.
The coachman paid the fee for entering the city, and the guard guarding the city flicked the copper coin and said, "Go in."
Zong Que's gaze looked out because of this sentence, and Joel played with his finger and asked, "What do you see?"
"People I've met before." Zong Que said.
"Friends?" Joel asked.
"Just people who have seen it." Zongque Dao.
The guards who used to guard here look a little older, but they still guard here.
"I remember when I was here." Joel sat up and looked at the lively street and pondered, "I can't remember."
"It's not important to think of it, don't think about it..." Before Zong Que's words were finished, Joel's eyes lit up.
"I remembered that the first time I came here to play with you, I heard that there is a very interesting doctor here." Joel mused, "It turned out that there was only one lecherous human who was dying."
Zong Que thought for a moment, then they missed three times: "You were looking for me at that time?"
"Because it's boring." Joel looked at the bouncing child outside and said, "Speaking of which, you should have been a little dwarf at that time, if that meeting is so funny, it's a pity..."
Zong Que's eyebrows moved lightly, and he spoke, "At that time, my height was about the same as you are now.
Joel turned his eyes and glared at him, "Do you believe that I added drama without permission?"
Zong Que gave in and said, "You are tall.
Joel snorted: "I'm going to make trouble!"
"Be nice." Zong Que held the man sitting in his arms.
"Chackley, will we really not be scolded when we go back?" Outside the car window, the worried voice of the young man came out.
"The Earl of Eberland's mate is a man, and the nobles think it is very fashionable, let's go back and take a look, if not, we will leave." Another young man spoke alongside him in the sun.
"Well, they seem to be lovers." Joel heard the voice and glanced at it.
The carriage hurried away, and Zong Que said, "Indeed.
"It looks like a good match." Joel wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled, "But we're better matched."
"Hmm."
......
[System evaluation, mission completion assessment is S level, task one earns 5 million star coins, task two earns 10 million star coins, and an additional reward of 10 million, a total of 25 million, has been remitted to the account. ] Additional reward reason: to promote the progress of the times and save the world.
】 [Host, your world has spent 30 million star coins. 1314 reported.
Although you earn more, you spend more.
Human beings have a limited lifespan, but the blood race is infinite, their long sleep time is determined by themselves, on top of their own lifespan, Zong Que has accompanied him for three hundred years within the rules, and the little vampire has the idea of sleeping forever.
[What you lose can be earned back.] Zong Que opened his eyes this time and did not have to adapt to his young body.
If he leaves early, the teenager who has been carefree is very likely to have a mental breakdown, and even if he will still sleep, he will sleep in sadness and despair.
He had seen it once, and that kind of ending could be avoided.
Since you provoked him, deceived him, and simply deceived to the end, all you consumed was some star coins.
[I want to ask you if you want to return to the ordinary level world to rest in the next world?] 1314 asked.
There is no long life, no war, no era of peace, as a transition can allow the host who has experienced the high-level world to relax well, and it is not easy to have such a big cost.
【System recommendations?】 Zong Que asked.
【Yes, we recommend that you relax.】 】1314He said, "As long as you don't give up, I will always follow you and don't put too much pressure on myself.
【Yes.】 Zong Que said.
The industrial age is advancing, wars are frequent, and after hundreds of years in that era, the memory is too far away, and sometimes it is easy to forget your own origin.
[Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away. 1314 asked.
[1314 system prompt, world loading, memory transmission...] In the live broadcast room
with flashing patterns, the cautious heart of liking occasionally pops up one or two, the viewer's chat box occasionally refreshes one or two, and the entire live broadcast room can only hear the footsteps of the characters in the game and the breath held by the anchor.
"Soon, we're going to clear this map." The anchor slightly enlivened the chat box with a cold magnetic voice.
Rainbow Bubble: The anchor's voice is very good.
Exocet: What game is this?
Green Mood: Live ... Surviving in the wilderness?
However, their questions were not answered, and the characters who climbed the tree carefully came down and rushed towards the end within reach, cheering and cheering, but a red exclamation mark jumped out of the game page.
[Sorry, the game is being updated on a large scale, please understand for the inconvenience.] The
character who touched the end disappeared with this prompt click, returned to the login page, and a sneer came from the live broadcast room: "Whoever plays this game again is the dog." "