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

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If the imperial city lords all live in the upper class of the Scarlet Empire, which is nearly one-fifth of the Scarlet Empire, then the southern countries are undoubtedly entrenched in the Scarlet Empire. state.

After eating the last meal and worrying about the next life, there is no guarantee for food, clothing, housing, and even my own life. The cold wind hunts and hunts into the dilapidated tent. -Silk straw to keep warm, you can only curl up your body as much as possible.

The world is cruel and cold to them, and to them, the world is gray and white without color, even the warm morning sun full of sunset is just a short-lived beauty to them.

The numbness revealed in their eyes is the exhaustion and boredom of this world, the indifference to life, and they have long been used to lingering in their lives, and maybe they will die on the frosty streets on the first day, and enter the cycle of reincarnation in long sleep and prayer.

There are no decent houses in the southern countries, and the broken wooden signs on the streets can no longer distinguish the words on them. The few remaining wooden buildings are in disrepair and most of them are uninhabited. It was the fence, and a few pieces of tattered clothing hung with patches on the tattered brick wall.

Most of the refugees live in their own tents. The city has no concept of streets at all. They set up tents everywhere in the middle of the road and on both sides of the aisles. They don’t care about the occupation of the roads. There are no rules and no circles, i may also be one of the reasons why this place has become a refugee camp-.

Refugees with ragged clothes and haggard faces lie everywhere in the middle of the street. In front of their tents, they are either sleeping or nibbling on the few food in their pockets. At the point of survival instinct, they looked at their backs with resentment, and dared not speak, because they understood that the guards were not the existences that they could provoke, at least not the existences they could provoke.

The backers of the guards are the powerful city lords. If they are provoked, they will not only be driven out of the city, but also risk losing their lives.

For refugees, they have nothing to lose except their lives. They dare not provoke strong existences. It is probably the instinct of every creature to seek benefits and avoid harm.

At least in this regard, there is no difference between humans and blood races.

The short figure in the tattered black robe quietly entered the city and strolled alone in this noisy and noisy refugee city.

Spare the tents that look like 'little graves' everywhere, like a winding labyrinth. The smell of excrement in the depths of the alleys is disgusting, like a large pig farm. .

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When she came in, the girl was not alone, but after passing through a small alley, she was alone when she came out.

Ah, life is so hard and hard. There are eighty mothers and three-year-old children. I can't even drink black tea these two days. The quality of life has plummeted. It's getting more and more...

Stop, let's make you laugh bitterly, is that helpless feeling that you can't cry without tears?? What's the matter with your intoxicated appearance as if you are performing a recitation? And black tea, is there any refugee who looks like you? Do you talk like this? The acting is too bad, unqualified..

Forget it, don't act anymore, maybe we won't be able to eat dinner if we continue acting... Let's all go to the bowl and wait for a while, you don't need to come out, we'll lose our lives watching you act.

In this way, because the acting skills of her teammates are really bad, Bai Ji had no choice but to seal them up in the undead world.

There is no guarantee that the living will be affected by entering the undead world, but if you enter within two or three days, there should be no problem.

As a member of the Rasambo clan, Bai Ji's acting skills are not too bad, with a tattered black robe covered with patches, covering the conspicuous silver hair, two small feet dragging big rag shoes, wide and shabby long Trousers and long coats are to prevent someone from getting jealous.

The dress is completely in harmony with the painting style here. At first glance, it is a person from the refugee camp. There is no sense of incongruity in appearance. This is the self-cultivation of an actor.

The management of the whole city is very lax. As long as the identity is not revealed, it should be easy to pass through, and unnecessary troubles should be avoided.

Gulu...just as she was about to take advantage of the dark, - trumpeting across the southern countries, the hungry lower abdomen protested to her, and she has not eaten today, although it does not affect its activities for the higher blood races Powers and spells can be stored, but after all, being hungry is a little uncomfortable. No one likes this feeling, even Bai Ji, who is only 70% full, is the same.

I'm a little hungry, my belly is empty x (I want to be filled with something~~

You little cloths can't grow taller no matter how much you eat, just give it to me! The scene of domineering and domineering didn't happen in a shady alley. Everyone saw it and witnessed the tall boy relying on it His strong body bullied the scrawny and malnourished little girl.

There are fights in this world all the time, and some fights are fought. Although the scales are different, the nature is similar. It is nothing more than bullying the weak with guns and bullying others.

Under the numb people's eyelids, a scene that is common to everyone happened again. This kind of innocuous farce did not arouse the numb humanity. After a long time of polishing, the fresh hearts were completely cold.

Support the strong to death, starve the weak to death, the strong are right and there is nothing wrong,

Weakness is the original sin, but different environments present the same degree of survival of the fittest. This is the reality. or check small l'C

People will always impose their misfortune on others, and will impose their resentment on the strong on the weak, which is probably the common way of intelligent creatures.

The fat man snatched the incomparably tempting blood cake from the girl's hands, cursed without mercy, kicked the girl, and killed the loser. When he was about to enjoy his hard-won victory, a small hand pulled away. Lived at the corner of his clothes.

Who is it? That ignorant thing?? The fat man turned around and looked at the black-robed girl behind him with contempt, Dwarf melon, what are you doing? Don't look for trouble, or I don't mind taking you Get down.

...... Bai Ji raised her gaze, her scarlet pupils were deeply imprinted in Fatty's eyes like a bright red spell.

Hey, big brother, can you give us that piece of blood fat in your hand?~~

Okay,... Fatty's eyes were dull and dull, and he obediently handed the blood cake that he held tightly in his hand to Bai Ji.

Thank you~ Seeing that your fat is so thick, I thought you shouldn't have any need for this thing. Bai Ji took the blood cake with a smile and sniffed the taste. It was made of livestock blood, and the quality was still very good. Crude kind, but better than nothing.

When she put it to her lips, Bai Ji immediately frowned.

This blood cake, its dirty appearance made it difficult for her to enter. She didn't know where it came from, and was held by sweaty hands...

Bai Ji's only appetite was gone, so she threw away the blood cake.

The skinny girl watched the blood cake thrown back in front of her eyes, and the figure that had left. She wanted to stand up and thank her, but her legs as thin as tree trunks were completely useless.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and I didn't know which way to go. Bai Ji was a little sleepy, and she was a little used to being hungry. If you're a beggar refugee, then do as the locals do and act like you can.

Bai Ji looked around, and happened to see a pavilion without a roof on the side of the road. Unfortunately, it was already full of customers.

- At this moment, the big man is lying on the straw and snoring loudly.

Hey, wake up, wake us up. The big man who slept more than a pig was naturally not able to wake up with a few whispers.

Tsk, how can you sleep better than a pig? Bai Ji looked disgusted, took off her shoes, and kicked the big man's rough face a few times unfriendly.

Hey _~ Little brother got up, there is ice cream for you to eat. Mu Xiaowan

Haha Ming... The big man, who was drooling from sleep, was awakened by a provocation. Xue, blood cake?? Where is the blood cake?

In a daze, he looked at the pink and tender feet in front of him, and leaned over subconsciously.

Go away, isn't it disgusting? I haven't taken a bath for a few days, and you dare to touch us? Bai Ji's black belly smile completely collapsed, covering her nose, stepping on the big man's face with one foot, kicking him to the ground corner.

Hey, get up, get out, this is ours. Bai Ji said coldly.

Huh? The big man was stunned for a moment, and touched his nose amusingly. It was the first time he saw Leng Touqing on this street and dared to grab this 'dragon bed' with his scarred face, new here?

Don't understand? Let's get you out.

.. Yes. Shin Ji's words seemed to have magic power. The big man's eyes were straight, then he stood up voluntarily, walked to the door of the pavilion very obediently, crouched down, and rolled out like a ball.

Ah Ming, Umu Xiumi~ Good night, Miss Moon. After vacating her seat, Bai Ji patted the dust a little, and the black robe on her tight body lay down and curled up like a squirrel. There came the sound of orderly breathing.

Miss, wait a minute...hey, listen to my advice, those refugees are tenacious, they won't be able to starve to death in a while, just finished eating, please stop for a while. There was a thin conversation outside the broken wooden wall, and then, two figures appeared on the road one after the other.

But starvation is unpleasant, isn't it. After the hoarse and deep voice of the old man, there was a delicate and crisp girl's voice, and the tone was full of worry.

Hey, old slave, I know, you are kind, miss. Looking at the girl with long hair in braids in front of her, the hunched old man sighed.

However, it's not a big deal that you have been raising them like this, they won't be grateful to you.

I didn't mean to make them grateful. The girl shook her head, her face firm. I'm just doing what I can, doing my best.

Hey, miss, listen to this old slave. If we still have surplus food, it's not a bad thing to be kind and generous, and this old slave doesn't expect anyone to thank us, but our family's food is already stretched out, and the warehouse will be ready soon. See the bottom, but those refugees are a bottomless pit, they will only blindly ask you for it.

You always say that you won't give it next time, save some food for yourself, but when is the next time??

... The girl fell silent, looked at the stars in the sky, and sighed deeply. excellent

Miss, why don't we go back. The old man sighed. - After all, one's power is limited, isn't it?

Go.... The girl shook her head bitterly. Where can I go back? My home is gone, isn't it, I didn't even have time to see my father and brother for the last time... Now I have no face How about going back? There is no one to call home for a long time.

place.

Little... Don't you still have a brother, the eldest young master is still there.

No, I can't go back. The girl shook her head like a turbulent drum. She was silent for a long time, and glanced at the side of the road inadvertently, slightly surprised.

Isn't this, the uncle who likes to sleep in the wooden wall? How can he appear on the side of the road? The girl covered her mouth and said in surprise.

Why are you sleeping on the side of the road? Is there anything wrong? The girl spared the uncle who was lying on the ground and was sleeping soundly with some doubts, and walked into the pavilion made of rotten wood with some curiosity.

Through the moonlight, she saw the girl curled up on the straw, as if she wanted to hug the last trace of warmth from her body as much as possible.

It's a girl, and she's still very young.

The girl recognized it by the outline of her body.

Is she also a refugee here? How did she appear here? Could it be that the domineering uncle sent this homeless little girl to live in his 'mansion'?

- Personal? No companions, no relatives, parents, etc.?

Most of the refugees seen by the girl brought their families along, and they migrated here from family to family. Few of them were alone. Even if there were adults, they were adults who could survive alone. Where's the child? Did she come here alone?

Being kicked out of the family, the family is in trouble, or the parents are killed in an accident, the young girl has to learn to take care of herself and learn to be strong. The original house has no place for her, and she has to wander alone. , wandering alone.

In just a few seconds, the girl made up a touching and tearful storyline.

What a poor child, fate is really unfair to you, alone, and still living strong until now, what kind of struggles have you experienced?

Thinking about it, the girl sympathetically took the sleeping girl into her arms.

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