After Dawn Chapter 144: Bounty Hunter (2)

When walking into a place where there are people, Grans finally understands why Reaper's costume is so strange, but it does not attract the attention of others.

When the girl took off her hood, her delicate and bright cheeks were revealed, her pink lips were slightly pursed, and the gently outlined smile looked innocent and simple. Terrifying scythe, but she doesn't look any different from the teens cosplaying in the city.

If there is a difference, it may be that the girl chooses the role of cos, which is too far from her own temperament, but there is a contrast and cute situation.

"Hey, Qingran, where have you been? Willisian and I are looking for you everywhere." A young big boy emerged from the bustling crowd, and he saw the girl at a glance. The familiar leaned up and asked.

The girl rubbed her cheeks with her hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "I just saw a man who looks too much like the vampire in the story, so I couldn't help chasing after him."

The boy's face changed almost instantly. He looked around, and then asked cautiously, "Qingran, did you see anything?"

"What?" the girl asked in confusion, her acting skills made Grans almost laugh out loud, "That man walked too fast, I followed him two steps and he disappeared, but I am so obsessed with it. There are too many alleys here, and it took me a long time to find out."

"Puri is like this, someday I'll take you to those hidden but fun places."

"Bruce, join our parade!" In the distance, another big boy raised his hand and called, "Have you found Qingran? Let her follow!"

The big boy standing opposite Qingran also raised his hand and responded, "Willisan, we'll come right away!"

He stretched out his hand to Qingran, and Qingran put it on without hesitation. The robe of the Death God costume is too long and it is not very convenient to walk. She carelessly pulled the robe up with one hand, revealing the robe The black leggings inside, laughed and ran to the crowd with him.

Grace had an illusion for a moment that she was not the invisible **** of death who reaped her life, but just a girl who traveled to a foreign country and played cosplay with her friends.

For some reason, he chased after the two of them, wearing a formal dress, and following them into the crowd.

"Hey, are you cosying a vampire?" asked the boy called Willis Ann.

Grace was a little overwhelmed. He hadn't been in contact with these young people for a long time, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.

Qing Ran patted him on the shoulder and said, "He's my friend. Look at his red dress, doesn't he look like a vampire noble in the movie?"

"Yeah!" Willisian nodded and complimented without hesitation: "Look at his pale skin and melancholy temperament, if he wasn't in the sun, I would have thought he was a real the vampire."

"Hahahaha..." The girl laughed loudly. Even in the noisy crowd, the laughter seemed very clear. Many people turned their attention to them, but this was originally a day of celebration. To the girl's bright smile, many people followed suit.

Soon, Bruce and Willis Ann joined the crowd with laughter again. Qing Ran's aura became cold almost as soon as they left. Grans was a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted. When he came over, he said, "I didn't expect Lord Death to actually..."

"What is it?" Qing Ran asked with great interest.

"So unexpected."

"Hahahaha..." She laughed recklessly again, and the icy aura on her body also restrained a lot.

"Hello, I'm Grans, the owner of this territory," Grans asked politely. "May I call you by your name, this beautiful lady?"

Qingran turned around and extended her hand to him: "Ming Qingran, the Eastern Death God."

Glans just stretched out his hand to hold her, when a force suddenly pulled him fiercely. Unprepared, he only followed Qingran embarrassedly and ran to the front along the flow of people.

The fabric on his body is expensive, and his well-cut dress becomes messy amid the crowd's scratches. Qing Ran runs very fast, but is very nimble. Although he wears a long sickle, it still looks like a bolt of lightning. As he shuttled through the crowd, Grans was pulled by her prankly and bumped into the crowd. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge, but Qing Ran always seemed to have a way to get him hit and hang in a clever way. make him feel better.

After realizing that he was being teased, Grands felt a little helpless, but he felt that this feeling was unusually fresh, as if he had returned to a thousand years ago when he had not been transformed, and was pulled by his beloved girl Running through the crowd, the two laugh all the way, like never getting tired.

How can people not get tired, they ran to the front of the parade crowd, tired and breathless, but at the same time they saw many performances during the parade, the two looked at each other and smiled, their faces covered in sweat , which reads Satisfaction.

The girl wiped the sweat from his forehead with the handkerchief in his arms, and he clumsily wiped the other person's face with his sleeve, but she avoided it with disgust.

"Grace, it's so itchy...hahaha..." She smiled, her cheeks flushed with no makeup, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and her green eyes were like the gems in his grandmother's ring .

But time will pass. In fact, he doesn't remember the girl's face very much. He only remembers that after he was transformed into a vampire, he was taken to the Holy Land because of the outstanding blood in his body. When he returned, the girl of the year She has long been married and has children and grandchildren. When she looked at him, her green eyes were no longer bright, but she still remembered his face and said with nostalgia: "Glans...you are Grans. He's his grandson... very much like him back then..."

"Unfortunately..."

She didn't finish her words, and the light in her eyes dimmed when he appeared.

Grace knew what she was going to say.

Unfortunately, if Grans hadn't been transformed into a vampire, the two would have been a match for each other.

He later heard that she never believed that he was dead or that he had disappeared. She had been waiting for him until she was 30 years old before she met her current husband...

"What are you thinking?" Qing Ran stopped for some time, and she shook her hand in front of Grans, interrupting Grans's thoughts.

Grace turns his gaze to her.

Her complexion did not change even after running vigorously. She was still pale as when the two first met. She is a typical oriental face, with a very delicate beauty and slender and straight eyebrows. Some are sharp, but the black eyes are as bright as the bright night sky.

He still remembered watching the scythe in her hand to cut through the void, the scene in those eyes, the large corpse, the soul, the boundless silence, came out from there.

"I'm thinking about my past."

"The past?" She raised her eyebrows, "Or is it the past alone? A girl walking hand in hand? A promise made when you were young?"

Her smile was mocking, as if mocking him for remembering something so long ago.

Seems to see the confusion of Grans, and smiled: "Grants, you have to know that I have lived much longer than you..."

"One day you'll understand...there's nothing...that can't be put down."

In the distance, a familiar figure appeared suddenly.

"Your Highness Prince..." The old butler walked in a hurry, with a rare anxiety on his face.

Grace didn't care to talk to Qingran, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Eugene..." The old housekeeper's words stopped abruptly when he saw Qingran.

Grace understood his scruples and said indifferently: "You can tell me."

"Lord Eugene is preparing a sacrifice."

Glans's already frowning brows tightened, but Qing Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "Interesting."

She looked at Grans and said, "No wonder there are always vampires who are dishonest lately, making my good vacation turn into overtime, so it is."

"You know what a sacrifice is?" Granth asked.

Qing Ran glanced at him sideways, and Grans could see the disdain on her face.

"Boy, after all, I've outlived you by so many years...even though we're in different systems, I'll always know more than you," she said, then buckled her hood over her head. , clenched the scythe in his hand, and returned to the appearance of Grans when he first met, "Let's go, let me also see the sacrifice of the blood race."

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I haven't reached Grans's castle, I just stepped into the outermost place, and the sky above my head suddenly changed. It was originally a clear sky, and in a blink of an eye, a volume of blood red mixed with black rolled around. The dark clouds, the layers of the clouds are very low, and a feeling of oppression and suffocation blows toward the face. On the branches of the road, there are crows screaming one after another, which sounds very infiltrating.

Originally this was not the case here.

"This is the grape trellis. If you come in the fall, you can eat the grapes that are unique to Pratt." Grans introduced as he walked. He couldn't see the anxiety in his heart at all, but he was closely following him. The old housekeeper had a bitter expression on his face, and he didn't look very good, but he didn't interfere with Grans's actions, "Look, there is a swing there, and in the autumn, the school in the town will organize First graders come here to pick grapes and fruits and vegetables, and the place is often filled with laughter from children.”

"It seems that you like human children very much?" Qing Ran asked.

"Who doesn't love living life," Grans asked rhetorically.

Qing Ran did not speak. Grans is right, who doesn't love a fresh and immature life? They are full of vitality and have not been contaminated by the filth of the adult world. They are innocent and lovely. People like them who have lived for too many years will only be easily moved by this kind of creature.

A blood-colored beam of light emerged from the tip of Grans Castle, rushing straight into the sky. The smell of blood became more and more intense as several people approached. There was a bang about a hundred meters away from the gate, The closed door was suddenly opened, and the dark doorway faced several people, like a beast that was about to devour people.