Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This

The priest pursed his lips, looked at this person whom he admired very much before, and said loudly again.

"He is also from the north! From the same place as those vampires! The so-called just solved the problem of another town, it is all a lie! Because he is a demon, he made those vampires!" the priest said loudly: "Mr. Magician! Tell me, is it you?"

　　 All the townspeople and all the demon hunters looked at the magician one after another, seeming to be waiting for an explanation from him.

　　 "It's me." The magician did not excuse, he raised his hollow eyes: "I did all this. I am a monster."

　　 "No! No!" Helen called out loudly. But her words, in the next second, were submerged in the tide of people shouting in anger.

　　 The townspeople kept roaring, scolding loudly, and discarding things towards the high platform.

　　 Helen clutched Louis by the sleeve, crying to let Louis explain to the magician quickly-she thought this must be a misunderstanding.

　　 But **** Louis is motionless. Helen begged Edward again. But Edward also said nothing.

　　 In the end, the demon hunter led the townspeople and dragged the magician to the cemetery together. Louis and Edward just followed the crowd quietly, watching everything indifferently.

Everyone began to judge the magician. Helen cried out and watched as everyone pressed the magician face down in the coffin in the cemetery, and nailed a wooden stake into his heart, making him alive. Crucified in the coffin.

　　 The whole thing has been going on all afternoon, and before dark, the crowd gradually dispersed.

　　 They still have more important things to do-in this small town, there are many people who don't even know after being bitten. These people haven't mutated yet, and because the plague on their bodies has been resolved, they won't die yet.

　　 But the curse has been left on them, this thing has no solution. Within a month, they will surely become demons. By then, they will be normal people during the day, but they will kill their favorite person at night.

　　 Everyone must stay here, and these people will be sorted out slowly. And once one less is found, it's all over.

　　 They are all innocent, but they must all die.

　　 Although many times, vampires do not infect the plague, but this kind of thing must not rely on fluke.

　　 At this time, Helen, who has witnessed all this, is now as depressed as Daniel. Occasionally, I sniffed the little snot inside my nose.

　　 She could feel that the life of the magician was completely gone. he died.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The sun has completely gone down, and the priest who finally stayed in the cemetery to pray also took the rest of the light and strong and demon hunters away. In this country of four flowers, no one stays outside at night, and everyone knows that no one will come here at night.

　　 As for the few outsiders, the pastors didn't seem to pay any attention to them, nor did they remind them of the unsafe things at night. The pastors didn't even look at these outsiders, completely treating them as non-existent.

　　 Several shovels and pickaxes were thrown into the cemetery by a few light and strong. In a blink of an eye, the cemetery was empty.

　　 Daniel picked up the shovels with a dull expression, planning to give them to Louis and others. Helen sniffed and blinked, a little unclear.

　　 Edward pinched the orchid finger and pushed Daniel aside very gracefully. Then he hooked his finger towards the grave in front of him.

　　 Immediately, the rock and soil in the tomb rolled out, revealing the wooden coffin inside.

　　Louis raised his sleeves, reached out and pulled out the stake nailed to the wooden coffin, and opened the wooden coffin. Then he grabbed the corpse and slapped his face with a slap.

　　 "The road is tired, if you don't save people, why do you whip the corpse after swelling!"

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　　 With a slap, Louis slapped the magician's face with a slap.

　　 The magician slowly opened his scarlet eyes.

Seeing those eyes that suddenly became scarlet, Helen blinked and finally knew what was going on. After Daniel took a closer look at the person's eyes and face, his brain thundered, which was complete. Confirmed his identity.

But the dazzling slap print on the magician's face caused Daniel to take a sigh of relief, and his heart trembled, almost not scared to death-this super boss is the one who was cursed with Isabella. , Is an existence like a demigod!

　　 And he is injured now! Mr. Louis also stimulated him!

　　What if he goes crazy this time?

　　 But what makes Daniel very strange is that Duke Wright is different from Baron Angus and Lady Nannie. He seems to be sensible all the time. It seems that these super-powerful guys never lose their minds-at most they are mentally abnormal.

　　 Wizard Wright pushed Louis away and sat on the ground.

　　 "Why save me?"

　　Louis scratched his chin. He thought he might explain something, such as: ‘Ah, I didn’t actually want to save him, I just wanted to take out the formula in his arms. ’

　　 But after thinking about it, he felt that it seemed a bit unsuitable.

　　 So he was embarrassed here.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 At this time Helen ran over. He slapped the dust off this gentleman, trying to pull him up: "Hurry up, sir, If the townspeople find that you are still alive, they will burn you to death. You...Although you are a vampire, you are a good vampire and a good doctor. You should not be burned to death. I miss that lady I definitely hope you can continue to live..."

　　 The magician did not answer Helen's words, his eyes were very hollow, and he seemed to be disheartened. It's like a walking dead.

　　 "Get up, Mr. Mage, you didn't do those things, why should you admit it?!" Helen was a little anxious, she took Mr. Mage's arm, but the Mage was motionless.

Edward came over and said, "Forget Helen, he should have had enough. Anyway, we guys will be tied to the torture frame sooner or later, earlier ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ later, it's the same. "

　　 "Why?" Helen's eyes widened. She looked at Edward with a little agitated expression: "Just because you are vampires? But you are good vampires!"

"Vampire...hehehe...good vampire..." Edward smiled suddenly, he nodded and shook his head: "Little sister Helen, you are right, we are not blood addiction at all. ...We are vampires, we have become such monsters long ago...but there is no good vampire in this world!"

　　 Edward looked at Helen suddenly, his face gloomy and terribly gloomy: "Have you seen with your own eyes, how did those vampires **** the delicate children from their mothers? Or suddenly went crazy and ate his favorite wife?"

　　 "I have seen it." Edward said, "I have seen too much."

　　 "Those vampire zombies, in the daytime, may be a gentleman who thinks he is just a prince with some blood diseases. They may be a doctor or magician who has never done anything bad..."

　　 "Once the drug is stopped, they will be turned into that kind of thing sooner or later. One day they will kill their closest relatives-when they are covered in blood, they don't even know what they have done."

　　 "Helen, we are a group of people with a curse. Sooner or later we will become demons." Edward's eyes gradually dimmed.

　　 "The scarlet wizards think they have sealed the curse of this land on themselves, looking for a solution to the real curse. But we have become this kind of thing long ago."

　　 The graveyard was suddenly quiet.

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