Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 308


A glaring white shadow flashed over, and Tarsen turned pale with fright, and fell off the silver net.


The distance between Shirai Shadow and him was less than 3cm.


"Stop shouting, I'll put away the soul-locking sword later." It's Chulin!


Under the moonlight, he is dressed in white and has white hair, with spiritual power surrounding his body faintly, the light is soft, like a demon or a fairy, his beautiful face is gentle and smiling, neither fast nor slow, and his eyes are deep and deep.Standing not far behind him was Leng Zhilan, dressed in a blue cheongsam, glowing in the moonlight, her cold face was even more stunning.


The two of them are ghosts that do not belong to the world. Tarson's ferocious green eyes are covered with fear. He has never been so afraid before, but at this moment, it is more terrifying than facing death.


"No, don't touch me!"


He was afraid that he would lose his memory and the good experiences of the past just like Anze. He didn't want to forget Yetong, and he didn't want to forget that he already had a child.


After this period of time, Yetong has settled into the only joy in his life. Without this few memories, he doesn't know what is the meaning of his long life.


He retreated, but Zhilan was already waiting behind him, he turned around vigilantly, and faced Zhilan's strange and pale face.


"Tarson, don't be afraid. I won't touch you. I hate animals with all fours on the ground. The one who touches you is Lin." She said, and she winked at Chu Lin who was standing behind Tarson, "Honey, if you You and Tarson are quite a pleasing pair, at least more pleasing to the eye than Asano and Huang together."


"This joke is not funny at all!" Chulin still cheered, raised the corner of her lower lip, leaped up, and bent down like a flying bird, her long hair volleyed in the air, her imaginary beauty was like silk, soft but permeated and shocked people's hearts The hard and evil spirit.


Tarsen panicked and wanted to run away, his figure was strong and fast as lightning, but Chulin was faster than him - he almost bumped into Chulin's palm by himself, and his head was covered by him.


"This guy has a lot of romantic history. If it were to be written into a book, it would probably be longer than the entire history of human development. She-wolf, she-wolf, she-wolf... Women, female vampires, Martha, Chu Yan, Ye Ye Tong... In the past few days, there are still two or three bed attendants every night." Chu Lin couldn't help but be filled with emotion, "It's wonderful! If it is completely erased, it will inevitably make people suspicious."


"No, don't... first arrival, I beg you, don't do this!" Tarson convulsed in pain, his huge body shrunk little by little, and turned into a normal human shape. His brain and spine seemed to be pierced to the end by a long needle. In the end, he couldn't bear the extraordinary pain and passed out.


"Just keep the first words, if he is like a log, those werewolves will also be suspicious." Zhilan put away the silver net turned into the soul-locking sword, the powerful light faded, and only a snake-shaped sword remained in her hand. gemstone ring.She tried to put the ring on her finger, but the ring resisted her movement.


"Can't the soul-locking sword have a third master? Why does it only listen to Chuyan and Victor? This... this is really too much, I just want to try it on!"


"Honey, your ring has already filled two jewelry boxes, so don't snatch it away with Yan." Chulin called the werewolf bodyguards over, watched them carry Tarsen away, and then left with Zhilan.


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When Tarson woke up, he found Steven sitting by the bed.


He sat up suddenly, with an intuition in his heart that something unexpected had happened to him, but he couldn't remember anything.


"Do you want some water?" Steven handed over a glass of lemonade, "I told you before, drinking a glass of lemonade in the morning can make you feel better."


"First words?"


"Yes."


Seeing that he didn't respond, Steven grabbed his wrist and put the cup in his hand, "Victor asked me to assist you here. If you are safe and sound, I can return to the blood race."


Tarsen hummed, still in a trance, he only remembered that Tarle died, and then many years passed through the vicissitudes of life, and the situation of the wolf clan in the middle was changing, but he was still the king.


Every night there is death, every night there are ghosts and beasts fighting, but he seems to have not changed.


If there is any change in his life and life, it is——Chuyan, the woman he loves the most marries Victor—the woman who is stronger, hates, and hates him more than him.The blood king that he will never be able to surpass!


He willingly admits defeat.When he thought of her being happy and safe, his mood was as calm as the surface of a lake, with gentle ripples, rippling with the sweetness of happiness.


"Tarson, are you alright?"


"Steven, are you concerned about me?"


Steven raised the corners of his lips coldly, without much warmth, but his sincerity was already in his eyes. "I have the blood of the wolf royal family in my body, and you are also my uncle. I can feel that you are not in a good mood."


"Victor raised you. I never paid you anything. You don't have to do that." Tarson drank the lemonade and put the cup on the bedside table. He looked at Steven seriously. It seems that it has been a long time since I have looked at Steven seriously.


Steven, like Thaler, has jet-black hair, firm and profound facial features, and the same blue eyes as Anze.He has grown up, and so mature and stable, Tarson sighed, feeling that he has reached the age of vicissitudes, exhausted physically and mentally.


Steven sat on the chair beside the bed, "Victor told me something that I must tell you." He said hurriedly, his lips quivered, he never liked to do things that were too pretentious.


"Tell me what?"


"You can take me as your own son, and I can take you...as your father."


"Hmm..." Tarson raised his hand and scratched his brow, "Then can I give you a hug?" He needed a hug—a hug from a lover or a relative.




(End of this chapter)