In the other world of Sanskrit, in the black thorn forest, a blue light and shadow flew across. It was so fast that if you blinked a little, you would think it was an illusion. Above the black thorn forest was a gray sky, which formed a pattern with the sky outside the thorn forest.
A sharp contrast.
It looks very weird.
However, the blue light and shadow flew across it, making it extremely clear.
Finally, at the end of the thorn forest, there was an ancient well covered with vines. In the ancient well was a clear spring water. The blue light and shadow followed the blue petals and finally transformed into a human form. A handsome man with silver hair and red eyes.
The man leaned on the ancient well and looked down. The water in the bottomless ancient well was extremely clear.
The handsome young man with red eyes put a slender white finger to his lips and bit it without any hesitation. Then he raised his wrist and stretched out his bleeding finger. A drop of bright red blood fell into the ancient well, and his thin lips slightly
He moved, as if he was reciting something silently. In an instant, the ancient well radiated white light, and the handsome red-eyed young man stared straight down without blinking.
The surface of the water seemed to be affected by the blood of the red-eyed boy, and the surface glowed with red light, and then slowly transformed into an image. It was a woman who could barely be considered beautiful and pleasant. The woman was living in Ye Qian, the son of Shengyu Academy.
Wandering in the sea of flowers in front of her villa, there was a woman following behind her. Isn’t that familiar face her own girl, An Xiaoruo?
Fanyin Ruiliu immediately clenched his fist and punched the edge of the ancient well. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!!! You actually set fire to lie to me!!! An Xiaoruo!!! Fanyin Ran Sheng!!!"
Slightly stained!!! Don’t even think about escaping!!”
The red light slowly disappeared from the water, and the ancient well gradually returned to normal. Only Fanyin Ruiliu stood there with his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Sheng... you seem to have missed the thorn forest. Fanyin Ruiliu raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky with a smile on his lips. Sheng, even if you count it, you can't count it. The thorn forest has long been
It has become the territory of Fanyin Ruiliu.
When he was about ten years old, he was chased by his tribe and forced into the legendary forest of death, the black thorn forest... but he did not expect that he would be transformed and reborn. Even though he was a half-blood and half-demon tribe, he
, when the pure blood of the vampire race and the pure blood of the demon race are fused and refined, he will gain an unprecedented superpower.
He can control black thorns, monsters and beasts, and even exotic flowers and plants. This ancient well is another treasure he discovered. However, only through the sacrifice of his blood can all traces be known.
It can even predict the past and future, and it can even lead to the human world.
Fanyin Ruiliu once predicted the past for himself, but when he saw the scene on the water surface of the ancient well, he turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into ashes. He didn't know why this happened. Could this be his ending?
He doesn't believe that he will have such a future, and he doesn't even think that his ending is just death. Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, he has been going against the will of heaven. He wants to change his destiny. He doesn't want to die. He wants to live well.
He should live in this world and let those who look down on him, reject him, and discriminate against him take good care of him.