Chapter 970: Raiders Vampire Hunter

"Suspend school... doesn't it mean that every blood race has to stay here for two years?" Seeing that there was a panic in his mother's expression that she didn't have before, the scenery couldn't help but feel scared, "What is it?"
"You don't need to know so much, I'll go to find Ming acquaintance, today I will take you back, before I come back, you will stay in the room for me, do not go anywhere." Wang Ci raised his hand again, and the disappeared vine The room filled the room at a very fast speed. She turned around and opened the door and went out. Soon, the door was also entangled by vines.
The windows and doors were sealed by living vines. Looking around the scenery, the empty house made her suddenly feel scared. She slowly sat on the ground, hugged her knees, and Wang Ci’s performance made her feel I... there is a weak panic.
On the other side of the door, Xia Chao saw Wang Ci walking out with the wrong face. He glanced at the closed door with concern, and then hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to the scenery?"
"I told you..." Wang Ci grasped the hand Xia Chao handed over, and the horror in her eyes reached the extreme, "More than three hundred years ago... the night when the pure blood was slaughtered, I too at the scene……"
"I know." Xia Chao hugged her tightly. "It's all over. You survived. There is nothing better than this."
Wang Ci is still a young blood family. When the massacre occurred more than 300 years ago, she was only six years old. It was a major holiday of the blood family at that time. All children over six years old... are children of pure blood. I went to the Senate for baptism. At that time, although there were not many pure blood, it was not as scarce as it is now. At the end of the ceremony, a man suddenly came.
The blood blurred Wang Ci's memory. She only remembered that the man used the death sickle to kill all the children. She hid behind a tree and used vines to cover herself, but he still found it.
She thought she would die.
The man took the sickle and slowly squatted down in front of her, his fingers plucked the flower on the vine, "Do you control life? This is really a beautiful talent..."
Wang Ci still remembered that a man’s eyes were red, as red as blood than any vampire’s eyes. From his eyes, she saw her two lifelines, one was dead under his hand, and One... is her life after she survived.
It was at that time that six-year-old Wang Ci knew that if she could survive, she would have a husband named Xia Chao and a daughter named Feng Guang... It’s just that a person’s life is too long, and her childhood mind cannot With such a large amount of information, before her consciousness fell into a coma, she heard the man who had watched her life sighed, "It turns out...I would fall in love with such a little girl."
She didn't know that when the man was watching her life, there was a picture of him and her daughter together.
That memory was too vague. Apart from the blood all over the floor, Wang Ci had already failed to remember many things... The only things she remembered were two things.
The massacre, and the black rose carved on his sickle.
Every blood family will have a family pattern, which will be directly reflected on their spirit implements. Qiangwei's family pattern is not uncommon in vampire families, because the flower of the representative of vampires is the rose.
Maybe it's red, maybe it's white...
But the black rose flower, Wang Ci had only seen it once, on the weapon of the slaughterer.