Chapter 18: Sibella is here

In the glimmer of darkness, the vampire opened his eyes.八 ▼ 一 ■ Chinese? ● Web www.81zw.com ★ A new day.
Zac didn't hear the old Hank who was always the first to start Grande's day, and there was no movement in Drake's room. The vampire lifted up slightly, looked at Louise who was breathing smoothly with his eyes closed, and got out of bed without disturbing. Sibella is here.
In the dim light, Zac opened the curtains in the bedroom, his vision was limited, and he could not see the sun rising on the eastern sea level, but the light red gold had begun to shine from the east, pushing things outside the window, Pulling out a dark shadow, obeying the dirt road in front of the Grand House.
The Indian woman in shawl stood next to a car, looked up at the window on the second floor, then pulled the car door and sat back again.
Zac sorted his collar and walked out the door with a smile.
To see Spira, there is something to prepare. For example, an empty pickle jar in Danny ’s room.
Zach stood in front of Alice's room, thought for a moment, and decided not to wake the dream banshee. The finger knocked on the empty can and went down the stairs.
Alpha's body was caught in the gap between his bed and the warehouse wall. I don't know what dream Benjamin had last night, only one plush leg left on the bed. The vampire grabbed Benjamin's ankle very gently and pulled Alpha out completely, "Sibella is here."
Alpha narrowed her eyes for three seconds, did not resist the leg being held by the vampire, and then began to look for his clothes like a demented patient.
When the two aliens finally sat in the backseat of the windmill, the eastern sun had completely appeared above sea level. Spira said coldly, "It's really slow."
The man in the driver's seat, Corden, the old Indian man moved the car, was going west.
Zac didn't mind, he passed the empty can with a smile. Oh, it's not an empty can anymore. A black and red mixed strip line erected in the can. On the roof, backrest, and door of the car. The same black and red tentacles reached out and pointed to the handed out jar.
Wandel is back.八 ★ 一 中? 文 ●? Web www.81zw.com ◆
When Zac knew from Steve Walker that the Blast couple would be back, he informed Wandel who was still wandering outside. Then she couldn't wait to return, waiting at the blast home.
"This can't blame me." Zac glanced at Benjamin, who looked like a bird's nest beside him. "He is too slow."
Spella took the jar, opened it, and the tentacle wave hanging from the roof didn't wait to enter, merge, and Wandel was complete again. In a less spacious car. Some weird dense tentacles swayed happily a few times, regained back, and returned to the shadow in the carriage, disappeared.
"So, it worked." Siberia's face in the rearview mirror curled up, and she looked at Alpha, which wasn't very bright because of some low blood sugar.
"Rise." Alpha rubbed his eyes and yawned.
Zac pursed his head and shook his head, with a helpless smile on his face. That's why Spella planned from the beginning-making Alpha stronger. The vampire's hand rested on the backrest of the previous work. "You should tell us first, the process of the actual effect of the spice is not very ..." It seems that there are not many twists and turns. Cheeky continued, "Pleasant."
Spella smiled and shook her head. "Say what? I have a way to make your" brother "stronger. Will you believe me."
Zac raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, "I won't believe it in every sense."
Spira waved her hand, and she proved that she was right.
"But I have to ask." Zack glanced at Benjamin. "Why."
Spella was silent for a while, "Because you are too weak. Toledo."
Zac frowned, and Spella didn't stop, and continued to attack Zac's self-esteem, "And you have too many enemies."
It's needless to say that the last of Toledo's hidden alliance is rewarded. Recently, we also know that the demon feast is also coveting the name of Rideau. I am afraid that Siberia has already used the wandering soul to know these news, but only did not tell Zach selectively. Eight ▼ one? Chinese ★? Wenwen www.81zw.com?
With the Demon Feast, you must bring a demon who has an agreement with the Demon Feast. No need to pull Crowley as the fallen angel, just focus on our vampire Zack itself. You know, these demons report the location of Toredo to the Demon Feast. That's the blink of an eye.
There are also the aliens who had been crushed by the Secret Alliance in the middle for centuries. From the news brought by the Central Hunter, we can know how fierce these aliens have rebounded after the withdrawal of the Secret Alliance. The age of vampires is over, at least in the middle.
And the enemies, hunters and demon hunters who are defaulted by racial attributes, please, do n’t go to Cherubim and Saints, those guys on the other side of the Lord ’s faith ...
If you think about it carefully, although Zac seems to have been comfortable in Barton now, various agreements and various intersections are like a flower of communication everywhere. They are not very friendly with each other, but at least they are not hostile. Out of Barton, it seems that there are enemies everywhere.
Zac pouted, it was the default. Zac smiled and looked out of the car window. It was still not bright, but the process of daylight had begun, the temperature had begun to pile up, and the light had begun to wake up everything on this big 6, "I'm glad you are back. Welcome home, blast. "
Spella's chuckle came out, and also looked out the window. The car had drove to Grande's cemetery, slowing down along the border of the North Park. "No, we are not so familiar, Grande." She pointed in a direction, and Keden, who was holding the steering wheel, turned the head of the car and drove towards somewhere, "I'm disappointed that you left my son in such a place."
Ryan, of course Ryan!
This was left in the Grand Bound Earth, and finally waited for his parents to pick him up.
Spira walked ahead, supported by Corden, and walked to a flat ground surrounded by stones. After all, Ryan could n’t really be buried here, so Matthew cared for him with a sign, so as not to forget the place when he wanted to dig it out later.
Ryan was floating on the stone at this time, looking at the four people who came, he was still the image of Connor, the quarterback jacket covering him. The translucent body greets the eastern sun and has a fading feeling.
When Spella approached and stretched out her hand, the bound earth tremble and retracted.
Spella lowered her head and helped her husband Corden, unable to judge the emotions. "Dig."
Zac and Benjamin, who was a little sober, looked at each other, unable to stay away, took the shovel that Sibella had already prepared, and moved together.
Seemingly to ease the slightly weird atmosphere at this time, the vampire rolled up his sleeves and looked at Benjamin who had been dug up with Corden, but he rubbed against LeBella who was also watching. He has always wanted to get rid of the shackles of the earth and find you. "
Spira froze, looked at Zac, and didn't respond.
Zac pursed his mouth, shoveling away the soil without reason to rub it down.
"Why did you come back ?!" Ryan's figure did not appear, but his voice clearly passed into everyone's ears.
Zac looked at the dimples pointed by the three spades, pursed his mouth, looked up at Corden, who was frowning, and then looked at Spella, her hands shrunk under her cloak. They didn't seem to answer.
"Why go!" The second question appeared.
Perhaps the true meaning of these two questions should be merged together, ‘Why did you leave me here at the beginning? ’
"Stop!"
Zac had stopped, squinting, looking at the sun in the east, leaning on a shovel, touching his pocket, where Zac's snack bottle was.
"I said stop!" Ryan's voice shouted in the early morning cemetery. The audience was only these few people. Alpha frowned and stopped shoveling.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Corden pressed the shovel inserted in the soil and continued to turn up the broken soil. His expression was not visible on his lowered head, only the frown on his forehead.
"Zac! Benjamin!" Ryan's cry continued, "Stop him! Let them go! I don't want to be dug out! I don't want to follow them!"
Zac raised his head down, and his arm shoveled the top of the shovel to re-tighten the lid of the wine bottle. He looked at the blast couple who never seemed to intend to speak. "
"What kind of parents would leave their own son!" The faint transparent luster permeated through the sunken soil layer, and Koden's downward hovered above it, unable to go down.
"What kind of parents would leave a box without saying a word and leave!"
Remember that the Blast couple left the Grand Tin Box with Spira ’s diary, her witchcraft notes, and a letter to Ryan.
"What kind of parents will leave a‘ you will understand after reading my diary ’? I do n’t understand! I just do n’t understand! They are not‘ parents ’! They are not as good as Herman!

Zac frowned, and it seemed to be over.
"Herman also knew that for his son ..."
"Enough Ryan." The shovel in Zac's hand inserted something translucent and plunged deep into the soil. The shattered light and shadow spread out in the morning sunlight and did not return to the land.
There is a default rule in this world, do not compare those things that have no choice. Such as parents, such as offspring ... This will only make people lost. Now Ryan has made this mistake because of his childish mind.
But can he blame him? He is just a young boy, and even for a short time, he has two different lives, Ryan Blast and Conner Herman. He does have comparable options.
The vampire frowned, remembering that one night, in a certain lane, Esra arranged quickly to turn a man-made accident into a complete accident.
When the vampire and Alpha dealt everything expressionlessly according to Ethela's arrangement.
"My father." Caesar was in Anthony's arms, watching the flames disappear, and the scorched black things dragged by vampires in the smoke-ridden car, said the first sentence, "What's wrong with him?"
Anthony pressed Caesar's head, "He doesn't matter, don't care about him. In the future, I will be your father." (To be continued.)