Barr smiled contemptuously, "Do you really think you are the finale? Not the trailer?"

Xiao's expression was blank for about two seconds, and then he couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, you are the most interesting blood clan I have ever seen in hundreds of years. Tsk tsk, if I could have met you earlier, maybe I wouldn't have been so bored."

Barr said coldly: "If you knew me at that time, then you must have no longer existed now." He was definitely not as easy to talk to now hundreds of years ago. Thinking of this, he looked down at Wang Xiaoming who was leaning against him.

At that time, he would never believe that one day he would be willing to be with a human being.

Xiao's smile slightly lowered, "You come to participate in the Blood Night Festival, it's all for him."

Barr quickly turned his head, and the warning in his eyes was obvious.

"Don't worry, for me, what's interesting about participating in the Blood Night Festival is the process. As for the result... who cares." Xiao smiled with a faint sarcasm, "This is just a boring game of checks and balances."

Seeing that what he said was a bit out of line, Mixueer quickly interrupted and said, "Have you eaten? Why not eat together?"

Xiao sat on the ground, "How can he refuse the invitation from the beauty?"

Andy handed him the grilled skewers.

Xiao Wenwen said, "Well. He is worthy of being a member of the Levono clan. He has unique skills in hunting and cooking."

Andy blinked, responding to his praise.

Michelle was obviously a little afraid of him and said, "Where is Casro and Roska?"

"Are you afraid that they are going to attack you in the dark?" Xiao ate the meat skewers gracefully.

Mixue'er smiled and her squinting eyes blocked all emotions, "We are comrades-in-arms, aren't we? comrades-in-arms trust each other and fight side by side."

Xiao turned his head and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, we are comrades-in-arms."

Barr snorted coldly: "I refuse."

"Why?" Xiao asked with interest.

Bar said: "Have you heard a word? A comrade-in-arms like a pig is more terrifying than a wolf-like opponent."

Xiao touched his chin and said, "I'm not fat."

Bardow: "Pigs that are not fat are also pigs."

Seeing that Barr's gunpowder exploded, Wang Xiaoming quickly said, "He is joking."

Barr glanced at him dissatisfiedly.

Wang Xiaoming said with a tough bullet: "He always likes to joke. Especially after dinner, because he said this will help digestion."

...

Is this the real joke?

Barr continued to glar.

Xiao suddenly said: "If I were you, I wouldn't have been so obvious."

"What?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about him." Xiao pointed at the tree branch in his hand.

Barr turned around and glanced at him lightly, as if he was not interested in what he said, but his ears quietly stood up.

"In the forest of disillusionment, everything can happen and disillusionment." Xiao's mouth still raised, but he couldn't help but feel chilled, "So never expose your weaknesses, because you will never know where your opponent is hiding."

Barr said lightly: "Worrying about ignorance in the future is the behavior of the weak. Because they cannot control their destiny."

Xiao Wei was stunned and then burst into laughter, so much that even the skewers in his hand were inserted into Mixue'er's chest several times.

Mixueer pushed away twice, and when she was the third time, she finally couldn't help but change her position with Andy.

Then, she was depressed to find that Xiao's meat skewers had also been inserted in a different direction.

...

"Yes. Not being able to control fate is indeed the behavior of the weak." Xiao stopped and smiled, "But who can truly control fate? The thirteen elders who hold the greatest power of the blood clan? If they can control fate, perhaps the remaining thirteen clans in the blood clan will not be the thirteen clans, but one clan."

Barr was silent.

Wang Xiaoming said timidly: "I think maybe not everyone thinks this way."

Xiao turned to look at him.

"At least, I think Mr. Singer and Mr. Wootlets have a good relationship."

Xiao looked at him steadily, then suddenly smiled slightly and said, "Is that so? That's great."

Wang Xiaoming was confused by his sudden change in attitude.

"Okay, I've seen the noodles and had the meals. It seems that I've withdrawn from this party." Xiao patted his clothes and stood up.

Michelle and Andy stood up at the same time.

"Get good rest tonight. As far as I know, the secret party is still on the other side of the forest and will not come here for a while." Xiao Dao, "From tomorrow, we will start the real hunting." He turned around and left with a smile, his posture as casual as a nobleman.

"Actually," Mi Xueer suddenly spoke long after Xiao left, "He would participate in almost every blood night sacrifice."

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes wide and said, "Ah? He is so lucky?" If he hadn't been unlucky, how could he participate every year and fail every year?

Mixue'er said: "It's not that he has bad luck, but that he gives up every year at the end of his life."

"Why?" Not only Wang Xiaoming, but even Barr was a little interested.

Mixueer said: "Because the purpose of his coming here is just to miss it. His former lover died in this forest."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

Barr frowned and said, "Because of the blood night festival?"

Mixue'er nodded, "But so far, no one has found out who the murderer is."

Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt like he was blocked.

Bar said: "With his personality, it doesn't seem like he will let the murderer get away with it."

Mixue'er smiled slightly, but did not continue the topic.

The watch is already in the early morning, but the sky is still groggy.

Wang Xiaoming began to get sleepy and half curled up in Barr's arms.

It doesn't matter whether Barr sleeps or not, but in order not to make Wang Xiaoming feel lonely, he also closed his eyes.

Michelle and Andy each found another place to rest.

In the forest of disillusionment, any companion is temporary. The so-called trust is based on interests and is very limited.

Wang Xiaoming hugged Barr's waist, and was consciously half asleep and half awake, but he couldn't sleep, "Barr."

"Hmm?" Barr leaned against the tree trunk and slowly stroked his hair.

"I feel that Xiao is very sad." Especially after hearing his story, although Mi Xueer was very vague, he still felt a kind of suppressed anger and deep helplessness.

Barr's hand stopped, "Did you feel my anger?"

"...No." Wang Xiaoming answered honestly. After spending so long with Barr, he could almost feel his joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. But this time it was obviously beyond the scope.

Bar said: "Hmph, who can't protect his lover?"

Wang Xiaoming grabbed his arm and suddenly tightened, "Bar. If you have anything to do, I'm afraid I can't protect you."

...

What's there to be afraid of? Isn't this true?

Barr opened his eyes and looked at him for some reason.

"I definitely can't beat Isfier." There is no need to ask about the grudges between Isfier and Barr, as long as you have eyes, you can see clearly.

Bar: "…"

"I even suspect that I may not even be able to beat Shi Feixia." Wang Xiaoming compared each other's height and body shape very seriously.

Bar: "..." This is a bit too much.

Wang Xiaoming murmured worriedly: "What should I use to protect you?"

...

Before answering this question, Barr made it clearer where he felt that he needed to be protected by him?

However, before he could ask questions, Wang Xiaoming had already said to himself: "So I decided."

"What to decide?" Barr finally asked.

"I want to be a blood clan."

"..." Didn't this matter be decided long ago?

"In this way, even if I can't help you, I will never drag you down." Wang Xiaoming felt that he had suddenly overcome the fear of unknown life that had been buried in his heart for a long time. Because he had a reason to overcome it.

Barr was silent for a while and said, "Well. Then you can defeat Shi Feixia."

Wang Xiaoming: “…”

I chatted for a while.
To be continued...