Fall in Love With Vampires

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Introduction

Table Of Contents

Introduction

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Chapter 1 The Mysterious Baby Boy
Chapter 2 The Coming of the Holy Spirit "
Chapter III Resurrected Corpses (I)
Chapter IV Resurrected Corpses (Part Two)
Chapter V Resurrected Corpses (Part Two)
Chapter 6 The Mystery of the Holy Grail (I)
Chapter 7 The Mystery of the Holy Grail (Part Two)
Chapter 8 The Mystery of the Holy Grail (Part Two) "
Chapter 9 The Mystery of the Holy Grail (Part Two)
Chapter 10 The Mystery of the Holy Grail (Ending)
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter 15 The Strange Soothsayer Lennon of the Return of the King
Chapter 17 The Devil's Kiss
Chapter XVIII
Chapter 19 The Earl's Mystery of Death Music Score
Chapter 20
Chapter XXI
Chapter XXII
Chapter 23
Chapter XXIV
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 43
Chapter 44 The Legendary Wolf Boy
Chapter 45 Samsara X Killing Sons
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48 The Angel's Kiss
Chapter 49 The Balance in God's Hand
Chapter 50 Disappeared Towns and People
Chapter 51 Monument to the Court Painter's Love Slave
Chapter 52 Sexuality and Expressiveness
Chapter 53 Honey Body
Chapter 54 Glass Beads
Chapter 55 The Lost Dog
Chapter 56 Reincarnation of Wizards
Chapter 57 The Earl's Lovers
Chapter 58 A Blonde Man with a Rapier
Chapter 59 Changes
Chapter 60 The Rapier of the Lover
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63 The Death of Vampires
Chapter 64 Bloody Mary
Chapter 65 The Night of the Death of St. John's Family
Chapter 66 The Shadow of the Devil
Chapter 67 Return
Chapter 68 The Love of Mephistopheles
Chapter 69 Turning to Ashes
Chapter 70 Young Mephistopheles
Chapter 71 Young Mephistopheles
Chapter 72 Young Mephistopheles
Chapter 73 Gentle Orcas X Tooth Decay
Chapter 74 The Gentle Okas
Chapter 75 The Gentle Okas
Chapter 76 The Gentle Okas
Chapter 77 The Gentle Okas

Chapter 1 The Mysterious Baby Boy

Fall in love with overbearing vampires (sharp girls) The story begins with a mysterious old man. It was in a cold winter solstice, and a ragged, scarred silver-haired old man tightly held the baby boy in his arms and came to a wooden door. From the window, I saw an old woman living inside. When the old man saw the good old woman, his vigilant mood finally settled down, because he planned to entrust the baby boy in his arms to this man's care. The old man gently knocked on the door a few times. After a while, an old woman with a kind face came out to open the door and saw an old man in rags and covered in blood. The old woman was startled. She saw the old man holding a baby boy in his arms out of compassion. She welcomed the old man into the house. After the old man entered the house, he looked around. Although it was humble, it was still a safe place. When the old woman saw that the old man was a little hesitant, she said, "You're welcome, old gentleman. There are only two people living here, my wife and I. You can avoid it here for a while, and it's snowing so heavily outside." The old man found a comfortable place and sat down, still holding the baby boy tightly in his arms. "Madam, you are a kind person, and the Lord will bless you. I just want the baby in my arms to survive this winter solstice safely." The woman's eyes shifted to the baby boy. Golden hair, green eyes, delicate facial features and white skin. There is also a pink mark similar to the cross Rapier on the right arm. It seems that the identity of this baby boy must not be simple. But why was it brought here by an old man? And the old man is covered in scars, as if he were on the run. When the old man saw the woman looking at the baby boy in his hand in doubt, he instinctively hugged him tightly. "Madam, don't worry, I am not a bad person. The parents of this child are dead. I am a tramp. I saw this child crying beside the bodies of his parents. Out of compassion, I picked him up and took him with me." The old woman listened to the old man. Feeling very moved, looking at the poor child, she let go of all her suspicions and wariness just now. Then he said, "Old gentleman, I know you are not a bad person. You can have a rest here. I'll pour some hot tea." The old man held the baby boy in his arms and walked closer to the heater, trying to give more warmth to the newborn child. In the warm firelight, a quiet portrait is reflected in the wooden corner. An image of a dying old man holding a baby. The old man seemed to be muttering something. There were several hoarse noises in the corners of his wrinkled mouth. "You will live well with your parents, you are the last hope of St. John and Bandelton. You will avenge your parents. Never forget your mark." Gently touched the birthmark on the right arm of the baby boy's right hand, and then made a prayer. I left quietly. When the old woman brought out the tea, the old man had already left. On the chair near the heater stood a baby wrapped in red cloth and a delicate knight's badge. The good woman and her husband were in the second year of raising their children. The old woman's husband was seriously ill and needed a lot of medicine, so there was no way out. The old woman put the baby who had just turned one year old in a small basket and sent it to the church door. "My Lord! Please bless the poor child with peace all his life." The old woman read silently, and finally left quietly, leaving the baby sleeping in the basket. Like the day he was born, it snowed heavily on the day he was abandoned. The baby boy curled up in a small basket, a pair of green eyes, reflecting this false and ruthless world. This time he didn't scream, and he didn't ask for help from adults again. He just waited quietly for his tomorrow. ... The next morning, everything seemed to be calm again. The snow melted slowly. The melted snow turns into spring in Toulouse. A simple and honest disciple opened the door and was about to sweep the snow in front of it, but accidentally discovered the baby boy. In the snow all night, the baby boy survived miraculously. "Whose child is this? Why is it in front of our church?" The simple and honest disciple thought about it, so he took the child and went to Pope Zashili, who was the most prestigious man in the church. It's better to report this in advance. So he went to the Pope. In St. Senan's Church, the church is completely built with pink burnt bricks, which is related to the lack of stone in Toulouse. Only a few windows and doorways are made of stone. In the magnificent church, the ceiling is covered with golden ornaments, gorgeous and luxurious carvings. Like a paradise decorated with gold, the man who soon appeared in front of him was wearing a red dress, a high golden crown, a cross scepter, and a small ring on his index finger. His face looked as if he was very upset, and his actions were very irritable, and he seemed unfriendly to several disciples who went to persuade him. It is obvious that he is worried about something. The simple and honest disciples saw that the disciples who had just gone up were scolded so badly, and knew that they had come at a bad time, so they wanted to leave quietly. After a few days, the bishop would report to him when he was in a good mood. When the simple and honest disciples saw the bishop frowning and his eyes showing fierce light towards himself. The simple and honest disciples pinched their sweat in their hearts and wanted to leave immediately. Suddenly called Lord by the Bishop. The disciples thought they were asking for trouble this time. When the bishop pointed to the baby boy in his arms and asked what was going on. The disciple's heart suddenly became tense. "Where did this child come from, I asked? Speak quickly! Obviously the bishop is getting a little impatient." "This child is... I just picked it up from... the door... I just wanted to pass on to you and see what to do with this baby boy." . Zashili carefully looked at the child in the disciple's hand. It was a delicate baby boy. There is an unusual smell in the baby boy. There seems to be a mysterious power hidden in those green eyes. After he took the baby boy, Zhashili wanted to take a closer look at the baby boy and found that there was a terrible mark on the right arm of his right hand. "This is..." Zhashili's look suddenly became flustered, and he seemed to be afraid of being discovered the truth behind this mark. For him, behind this mark, it reflects the naked crimes behind the whole church. He seemed to think of something again, and then asked the disciple again, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? What are you doing?" The disciples were frightened and kept sweating. He was afraid that the Pope would punish himself. Zashili tentatively asked, "Do you know who the parents are?" "This... this I don't... know! When the child was picked up by me, there was no one nearby." "Is there anyone else who knows about it?" "No." Thick disciples answered Zashili's question truthfully. When Zhashili asked some simple questions, his nervous face relaxed. Then, pretending to be pity, he said, "This is really a poor child. All right! You go back first. The child will stay here for the time being. I will take good care of him." He said this in order to make the disciple let go of his suspicion, and finally let the disciple go and let the poor child fall into his own hands.

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