After Taken as a Prisoner of War, the Vampire Queen Turned Me Into a Vampire and Made Me Her Daughter

8~ Teammates

"Help!" The screams were accompanied by blood, the magnificent Kingdom Hall at this moment

turned into hell on earth.

Manuscripts are flying, the corners are full of frightened officials, weapons are randomly

Throwing it to the ground, the guards hugged their heads and ran away, unable to even resist.

The silver-haired girl is like a supernatural god, and the natives of Barand are only worthy of her.

It crumbles like ants on a broken bank from a bird's-eye view.

Leaning on the bench. The two headless corpses on the

The corpse slanted down like a dead dog, fell to the ground, and was trampled by countless feet.

The ministers of the guards were all afraid, and no one cared about these two dead bodies.

It is not a matter of loyalty or not, the spreading divinity can easily affect the people who infect mortals.

Emotions, the mortal brain is too fragile, and it is easy for the divinity to invade it, the weaker

The gods can make an army of mortals collapse without a fight, let alone a powerful one like Rasambo.

Divine creatures, just the divine invasion of thinking can make this group of mortals want to die.

"Hey hey hey!" The squires under her command went on a killing spree, while Rasambo was just

Quietly watching the chasing demons and the mortals begging for mercy, he calmly took a sip of tea.

In a short while, there is only a broken body left here, and there are still a few lives left.

The more tenacious, his arms were cut off and he was still struggling on the ground, with excessive blood loss,

The god of death was already on top of their respective heads.

"Almost, it's time." The blood pooled past the heel, and Rasambo moved.

, she stepped forward and picked up the two unshaped heads on the ground.

This father and son are too whimsical to think that Rasambo will compromise for the sake of reality

But I didn't expect that the latter's determination to protect Saint Lun would be so firm, and he would not hesitate to fight with the most cherished sister.

If my sister is evil, I will kill them all.

Sincerity does not mean possession, as long as that person is happy, she is willing to watch from a distance forever

Hope and send blessings, this is Rasambo's protection for his sister, maybe this is God Luo's forever

also incomprehensible feelings.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, but it was so noticeable from the noise.

"Squeak!" The door was suddenly pushed open.

Rasambo slowly turned his head to face the incredibly beautiful blonde girl

"You are here, Sister Saint Lun." Upon seeing this, Rasambo smiled self-deprecatingly. "Sorry, pull

Sambo still makes you sad, sorry

Sheng Lun didn't seem to hear what Rasambo was saying, and looked at Rasambo's hand.

Those two heads, suddenly the pupils followed closely, and then lost their souls, as if they had lost everything

With the same strength, he fell to the ground, staring blankly at Rasambo's face.

The girl is sitting on her knees, the girl is standing, the two are a few meters apart, but it seems like a world apart.

so far.

"Probably, I can't go back. The scenes I used to have with my sister gradually emerged, and we have been together since childhood.

Growing up, every time I get into trouble, my sister will bear it for herself. My sister smiles softly and can't see it again.

what.

Rassambo lowered his head, laughed a few times, and raised his head again, his eyes filled with ice.

cold.

The play has to be done completely, otherwise it will not be able to break the line of thought of Saint Lun about himself-

At this point, Rasambo ruthlessly threw the head of his sister's favorite person at her, giving her

She gave her a cold look and turned to leave.

"!" St. Lun shouted something behind her, his voice full of grief, but Lassam

Bo couldn't hear it, and the timbre that should have been familiar turned into an unrecognizable noise.

Rassambo knows that this is a communication barrier, and the so-called communication barrier is not limited to language

Ways, words, including communication on behalf of others, etc., as long as the other party understands what they are talking about

will not be allowed.

Even she can't resolve this blocking force, because she knows that it is blocking her.

With her sister's strength comes from the true god of Baland

That's not a divine creature like her, a half-way renunciation, God is the builder of Balland, God

The initiator of the road, it is absolutely impossible for someone to disobey the existence, from the ability to arbitrarily change the alien plane.

The fact that creatures are put into the world built by sleeves to compete can know how terrible the true god is.

Completely obliterating his own existence may just be a matter of his mind.

There is only one way to break the barrier between her and her sister, and defeat the gods.

Crazy and unrealistic idea, there is no way to do it. To

Saint Lun's pained and angry voice still resounded from behind, it was the first time she saw

My sister is so angry and sad.

However, she couldn't bear the bleeding in her heart, and she didn't even look back at the girl.

This is not only to not think about Saint Ron, but also not to think about herself.

"Let's go." Greeting his subordinates, Rasambo pretended to be nothing and walked out of the meeting.

Chamber.

"Demon Palace

Next, the subordinates looked at Rasambo in surprise.

"you

"What's wrong with me?"

"No, it's nothing. Maybe it's really an illusion, Rasambo's subordinates and family are in the

Just now - for a moment, I saw a tear flashed in Rasambo's eyes.

How is it possible, this one did not shed a single tear in the extreme blackness, and said nothing.

How could the Demon King cry?

Yes, yes, it is impossible to think about such a thing!

Soon, the people on the demon king's side surrounded the demon king and left, leaving the blood-stained council room only crying.

blond girl.

"Why, Rasambo, why is this? The girl knelt on the ground, dazed

Looking at the direction of the departing sister and the sight of the tragic death of her lover, she held her head and cried helplessly.

Her favorite sister, and the only person in the world who understands her, are now all away from her

And away, she was alone again

"Rasambo, Rasambo." Tears dried up, Saint Lun knelt on the ground, sluggish

chanted.

Why did she and her sister come to this day?

Today, Sheng Lun's feelings for Rasambo are extremely complicated, puzzled, resentful, and angry.

sad, disappointed

However, no matter how much resentment she has towards her sister, she can't make herself hate Lhasa at all.

Mbo.

She was more willing to believe that Rasambo was now possessed by the devil than her sister had changed.

body, this sister is not her sister, but the feeling is so familiar, let her

There is no doubt that he is her sister.

Sheng Lun forgot how she walked back to the kingdom with the corpses of the king and the prince, and also forgot the funeral after the event. Come on, how many of those ministers were sincerely mourning, and how many were thunderous

Little rain.

All she could think about now was to atone for her sister.

Her sister has done too many wrong things, ashamed of this clan, ashamed of this country, that

Then let her sister make atonement for the sins committed by her sister.

After that, she appeared in the court as a court teacher, and was responsible for educating the god Luo Shi.

later relics.

"Sister Sheng Lun, where did the father and brother go?" the boy asked in confusion.

"You'll know when you've gone a long way."

"Then, will they come back?"

Yes, as long as you become - a qualified king, they will be happy for you

, then, - will come back to see you. "Sheng Lun thought for a while, and rubbed the boy's brain indulgently.

bag.

"Yeah! - It's a promise." The boy firmly believed in Sheng Lun's words. In his eyes, Sister Sheng Lun

Sister is invincible in the world. She is someone sent by her father and brother to take care of her, so she will not deceive her.

lie to yourself.

Out of the idea of ​​redemption and the thoughts of the deceased prince, Saint Ron wanted to do more for the kingdom.

A lot of power, but she is a foreigner after all.

The forces in the Kingdom of Gulan are complex and the factions are different, but almost every faction has a

Lun doesn't catch a cold, and has a deep fear of her, both because of her strength and because of

The king died because of her sister.

As a result, Sheng Lun, who wanted to do meritorious service for the kingdom, could only stay in the palace all day long and gloomy.

Huan took care of the little prince by the way, until one day, two strange people found her.

Looking at the two uninvited guests, Sheng Lun was vigilant, and sent the little boy who was still reading and writing.

The prince was behind him.

"Don't be nervous, this one, miss? What's your name?" The two weirdos waved their hands, indicating

I have no hostility.

However, how could St. Lun let down her guard, she felt in these two suspicious persons

Achieving the same spirit as her. Divinity.

"Who are you, has the palace invited you two?"

"Palace?" The man with glasses raised his eyebrows and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "You mean this palace built by the natives of Balland? No, and I don't think it is necessary to enter here.

What permission do you need, isn't it, Miss Devourer of Innocent White. "

"Miss St.

"You go back to the house first." Sheng Lun greeted the little prince to go back to the house, while he clenched the sword in his hand.

"Hey, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, we are not hostile, or if we

If the relationship is hostile, you will not see us appear in front of you.

"We came here specially to find you, Miss Saint Lun." Another taciturn man said.

Well, the sound is not choppy.

What's wrong with me?"

"Eh? So you don't know?" The glasses man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose again. "According to the tour

The rules of the play, we, who are both innocent and white entrants, can be regarded as teammates in this round.

, Well, the real teammates are better than

With that said, the man with glasses grinned and used his chest to hold the spear stabbed by another man.

"Teammates can't hurt each other, this is one of the rules of the game set by the gods.

"If you don't believe what the two of us say

Ci, you can try it, try one with your sword

Next, whether it can hurt us both.

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