Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 4078 When I was young (4)

  And in this small courtyard, whether it is Huaiyan or Lenia, there is uncontrollable astonishment.

  Those people shouted these words, but if it was the king, even the master said.

  That must be true.

  Huaiyan was cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, looked at the pale and plain expression, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "Why are you telling me..."

  "Don’t you want to know if they were killed by me?"

  Dyeing white complexion calmly, fingers quietly concealed in the wide sleeves, and gradually tightened, not knowing whether it is because of tension or other emotions, the palms are cold and sticky, and the joints are white and shocking.

   "I said it now, believe it or not."

  She looked at Huaiyan and Lonia seriously, and smiled lightly: "Do you believe it?"

  Huaiyan took a step back slowly, looking at the white expression of horror and complexity, he didn't say a word, but it was that step, a step back, but it seemed that he had already said everything.

  Lenia looked dazed, at a loss.

  Yan Bai’s lips smiled stiffly, refused to look away, and stared straight at him. For a moment, her eyes were pure and stubborn, without any impurities, that was her whole world.

   "I didn't kill them, I don't believe in fate." She said, for the last time, "Do you believe it?"

  Huaiyan's face was pale, he glanced at Ran Bai, then suddenly turned and ran out, staggering back.

  For a time, the courtyard was very quiet.

  There is no sound.

  The smile that dyed the corners of her white lips hadn't been completely condensed, and she witnessed Huaiyan's departure.

   "Sister." Lenia took her hand, "Don't be afraid, I'll ask Dad!"

  After finishing speaking, she also ran out quickly.

   Only one dyed white was left, still sitting there quietly, like a sculpture, dying in the sun, silently.

  After that day, Huaiyan never came back, nor did Lenia.

after that.

  Huaiyan is dead.

   died on the way to that small attic.

  The boy held the paper crane in his hand, and fell to the ground covered in blood.

  He wants to apologize to Ranbai, wants to say that he believes her, wants to say that she must not believe what is said outside.

  There is no chance.

  ...

  Many blood races are still stuck outside the palace, asking for a result, they request that Legge be executed for the white and the nemesis.

  Lobe’s parents cried to the ground and passed out.

  Legga sent the blood guard to look at the attic, and did not let anyone in, nor did she let Yen Bai come out of it, except that she would come to pick her up every time the blood was taken in the middle of the month, other times it was the same as imprisonment.

   Came out of Xiaoge again, she was sitting on the carriage with no joy or sorrow, as if the **** person outside was not her.

  But I don’t know what went wrong, her whereabouts were exposed, and all the blood races were pointing around the carriage, clamoring to let Ranbai roll out.

  Leige is not there, only the white one.

  The sun overhead on that day was dizzying, and I would feel headaches after watching it for a long time. It was clear that it was a sunny day without the slightest temperature.

  She is already numb, unable to recall.

  Like a programmed robot, I'm sorry to repeat the machine over and over again.

Robe’s parents pushed Yen Bai to the ground like crazy. Others also pushed and shoved. Those people pointed at Yen Bai, and the stones, garbage, and dirt that came from somewhere in the center were almost swallowed. The figure smashed.

   "What qualifications do you have to say I'm sorry?!!! Why are you so cruel... How old are they."

   "It's you, it's all you!"

   "Why don't you die!!"

   "You know you are a monster, and all this is because of you."

  "Are you willing to kill everyone?"

   "You don't even have the qualifications to be sad, you killed them, you deserve your life!!!"

  The hysterical voice pierced the eardrums, and thousands of words gathered together, like a sharp knife piercing the thin and weak bones, one after another, Ling Chi.

"sorry Sorry……"

  She doesn’t know what she did wrong.

  It seems that she has done everything wrong.

   "I am not a nemesis..."

  The sentence was drowned in cursing words, swallowed by more intense disgust.

  ...

   Went white and became seriously ill, had a high fever for three days, and was confused.

  She will be sad too.

  She never thought of killing anyone.

  She does not believe her fate.

--no way.

  ...

In the year of Jeze 4774, a disaster swept across the entire blood race, and death spread rapidly. All the poisoned people died bizarrely within three days. There are thousands of people in the blood race every day. Death, shocking, and panic.

  Ranbai was imprisoned in the attic, and was not allowed to step out of the attic day and night, year after year, and never went to the gu pavilion even for blood collection in the middle of the month.

  The attic is desolate and overgrown with weeds.

  Not the slightest popularity.

   is like a place that will be forgotten forever.

  She often waits quietly for a day alone, from sunrise to sunset, silently.

  There is only one narrow window in the attic. Outside the window is a thousand-year-old peach tree, with lush branches and leaves, and the sky above.

  On that day, Legge came over and gently touched her head, and asked her if she would like to help the blood race.

In   's tone, like many years ago, he asked her the same way, I heard that you have a wish?

  Not only Daddy, but Aniang is also here.

   smiled at her and held her in his arms.

  They said that the blood race is now facing the disaster of extinction, and she is the only antidote.

  ——Because of her blood.

  They said: "Have you forgotten your wish? You said that you want the blood to flourish. We only need to draw a little blood. If the people know that you saved them, they won't resent you anymore."

  Once wish.

Yes.

once.

  The group of people who made a wish on the mountain a few years ago.

   is long gone.

   Never go back to the beginning.

   Isn’t this what she has always wanted?

  Yan Bai bent the corner of her lower lip and said okay in a soft voice.

  Since then, apart from sitting and waiting in the dark, one more thing in her life is the endless blood draw.

  She was born a freak, with no tears, no pain, no crying or fear of pain, and she can live even if her blood is drained.

  Now it seems that this disgusting point seems to be a bit useful, at least it can help.

"Aniang...I'm so tired." It is a wonderful feeling to see the blood dripping from my body drop by drop. The girl's long silver hair hangs down to her ankles, she is thin and thin, so pale that she seems transparent, and will always be there. disappear.

  The woman who was called as the mother-in-law said indifferently, "Just be patient."

countless times.

  Forbearance is fine.

  From the gentleness at the beginning to the perfunctory later, to the indifference without a word, then, I can't see it.

  "Will you feel bad for me?" Ran Bai smiled, with dimples, suddenly asked.

  There is no answer.

  Alright.

  She got it.

  This disaster has lasted for several years. Although no pathogen can be found, there is a free antidote for whitening. Not many people are afraid.

  (End of this chapter)