The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Not long after Kate left, Winston approached Zack, "Hanke wants your blood."

Zac glanced at the pinched paper cup in Winston's hand, hesitating a little, raised his hand and pulled up his sleeve, and handed it to Winston, "take it yourself."

Winston froze for a moment, groped for a while with his empty hand, and pulled out a knife. It is a kind of switchblade that is specially used for carrying around. Make a gesture on Zac's arm, take a look at Zac, then make another gesture and take a look.

"Are you choosing meat?"

Winston's hand shook and he got a knife. The bright red fluid slipped down his arm and fell into the cup. This process lasted for a while, Zac saw half of the cup, "Enough?"

"enough!"

The wound healed instantly, and Zac lowered his sleeves, continuing to worry about his attitude towards Roy Zmirch.

Winston stood by the glass for a while, and everyone was assured that he was not scared. After he had drunk Zac ’s ‘wine’, he knew that there was a creature like a vampire in the world. He also learned more about vampires during his transformation with Hank in the past few days.

The current bleeding and healing does not cause much psychological fluctuations for him, and the reason why he stays here is "You know that Hank wants your blood to ... uh, drink it."

"Yes." Zac was interrupted, forget it, "Lessenbra."

"Then you know he will know everything about you ... I mean, everything ..." Winston said, watching half of Zack's blood.

Zack looked at Winston, "What is your private life experience that Hank" drinked "out."

Winston blushed instantly, it should be a very private life experience. Zac looked away so as not to embarrass Winston. "Don't use the short life course of humans to measure the accumulation of vampire life." With a glance at the half cup, "Hanke can understand my experience in the last ten years is good. "

Winston opened his mouth, but made no sound. After continuing to stand for a while, nodded his head and walked away.

Zac looked at the back of Winston and walked. This morning, Kent contacted Zac and said that he had visited Winston. After telling his identity and intentions, Winston only asked Kent a question- "If Toredo intends to let me join, why doesn't Zac go directly to me? I usually stay with Grande Hank during the day and we are only separated by one backyard."

Kent's answer is: "Then you reply directly to Zac during the day."

Now, Zac watched Winston's back disappear, and Winston didn't mean to reply to Toledo's invitation to himself ~

Zac withdrew his gaze and continued troubles were impossible, wasting his life. Let things happen naturally when things happen ...

Something happened.

Roy Zmisch stood in the center of Grande's backyard, frowning and staring heavily at the ground under his feet.

"Have you been able to maintain the spirit-bound state (Ryan) by the soul-seeking seeds, have you seen it?" Zac stood on the back porch.

Roy Zmisch looked up and looked at Zac. "No." It really answered, "Why waste resources to maintain the life state of the earth-bound spirit?" Confused on the face, "I can't understand this kind of life. What is the meaning of the form. "

This said Zac had a moment of worry-Roy Zmithi regarded this as the west, and waved Ryan out, "He is Spella-the leader of the Barton Wizard, son, Ryan. blast."

"Indian Soul." Roy Zmithi's face seemed to be even worse, knowing the nature of who was buried beneath the ground he trampled on, "I'm still the wizard's son."

Oops, Zmithi ’s record at Button was very bad. Remember, all the Smiths in the Hamilton team were wiped out because of historical hatred. Roy Zmysh, the representative of Zmysh, may be more addicted to historical hatred ...

Zac didn't move much yet, Ryan floated out of the backyard ground, and pestle in front of Zac, "Save me! Save me! Save me! Save me !!!"

Ryan shouted like this, and Zac didn't want to move anymore. He sat on the bench in the back porch without speaking.

Roy continued to stand in the backyard, and Ryan continued to beg for help in front of Zac.

Zac began to feel that the troubles of the past few days were meaningless. When Roy stood there, Zac didn't treat the other party as a pacifist ...

Roy glanced back at the living area, "The bloodline of the second-generation Lesenbull is a person I don't know. It seems to be a newly-born second-generation Lesenbull, but it seems to be a new change from my impression. Be stronger ... who is it? "The last question looked back at Zac.

"Hanke."

"Does that contain you and the old human Alpha?" Roy said of course was the Grand message officially archived in the feast.

"Yes."

"It seems that you were really crushed to death by the ancestors of Lesenbra, and actually made your family a descendant of Lesenbla." Roy clearly misunderstood, "Rute, really deserved to be the leader of the feast , Know how to attack your weakest place. "

"Really ~" Zac laughed. There were so many emotions preset for Roy's arrival, none of them touched! Who would have thought that Zac was actually happy ~ "Do you think this is the attack of the Lesenbraz ancestor on me?"

"Isn't it?"

"No, it's not ~" Zach bent his lips, "choose a place to live." Pointing to the living area, "there is the living area, where the employees of Grande live, most of them are former criminals, I think you should not Take care of this kind of thing. "Then pointing behind me," This is where I live, my family, the girl who killed the banshee, and recently there is a human 'miss' who lives here temporarily. "

Roy looked back and forth for a while, following Zach's instructions. "Did you just leave me without asking?" The gaze finally stopped at the counter in Grand's showroom, where Ceris sat there, nervous. Pretend to be completely ignorant of the individual appearance in the backyard.

"You have already come to Patton, I will not accept your words, how can you still jump into the sea."

Roy lowered his head for a while and then looked up at the Grand building that Zach didn't mention, the warehouse. "Is this the place where Alpha lived before? I can still smell the bad smell of werewolves."

"Yes, no one lives now."

"Is it okay?" Roy looked at Zac.

"You don't dislike 'smelly' words." Zac didn't secretly stabb Benjamin, Roy said.

"I'm going to endure the waste of the resources of Yin'an where there is a waste of resources. What a smell is." Roy stepped up and finally left Ryan's point, "I need food."

"Sirius, Zmich's former head of the family needed food." It was impossible for Zack to serve this guy.

"Oh!" Cyrus lost the magazine and stopped working at the counter, rushed out, and rushed past Zach before suddenly turning back, dazed: "Is the blood from the ancestors office before the basement or sheep blood? "

Zac thought about it seriously, "Today we will deliver it in the basement, sheep 9: 1 mixed blood, this guest should take time to adapt to Grande ’s eating habits, tomorrow 8: 2, the day after tomorrow 7: 3 ... "

"Oh, oh ..."