Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 646 [Vampire Side Story] Visitors to the Castle 4

Chapter 646 [Vampire Side Story] Visitors to the Castle 4

Everyone fell silent instantly. Evanolin gripped Zhao Zhao's hand tightly, Daredeard's smile faded, and Asher stopped being sarcastic.

"Of course not! This time, I'm going to stay with you for the rest of my life!"

Zhao Zhao jumped up happily. He was like a cat toy for the group; wherever he was, their eyes followed.

"lifetime......"

Darede's smile vanished: "Whose lifetime, yours or ours?"

"How did my little brother turn into a human?" Evanolin frowned, holding Zhao Zhao's hand and looking him up and down with concern.

"A person's lifetime? How long is a person's lifetime? A few decades, a hundred years... No, no..."

Damian started shaking his head nervously again, and Zhao Zhao looked at him with concern once more. Evanolin habitually slapped him to calm him down: "Shut up!"

Damian: ...........

"Just wait for me."

Damian, now gloomy again, glared at Evanolin and quickly pulled Zhao Zhao away without looking back.

"Little Hill, let's go, these are all bad people..."

His words were filled with grievance and gritted teeth, but the grievance was an act for Zhao Zhao's benefit; the gritted teeth were naturally directed at the three people inside.

Vampires have strong self-healing abilities. Zhao Zhao looked at his still bent arm and was still very worried. She coaxed him, "Fourth Brother, let go of me and I will follow you."

“Little Hill is so wonderful, he actually remembered that his fourth brother is me,” Damian was instantly moved: “My dear brother, I love you so much.”

His smooth, short black hair was ruffled into a mess by him. Zhao Zhao, with her good temper, went along with him and waited until Damian calmed down before asking, "Fourth Brother, how have you been all these years?"

"Does Little Hill think I'm doing well?"

"think."

"Then I'll be fine."

However, the man in front of me, who kept saying that he was living a good life, had ruby-like eyes that looked exhausted, and his mental state was so bad that he seemed like a mental patient.

"You're lying to me. You're clearly a bad person..."

Damian let him fall into his arms. His broken arm had not yet recovered and was difficult to control, but he still gently placed it on Zhao Zhao with minimal force.

The fluffy short hair gently brushed against his neck.

Little Hill, how can I possibly be doing well without you by my side?

"Ahem," the other three caught up while the two lingered, and Asher's smile didn't reach his eyes: "I just heard from my elder sister that you took the 'Resurrection Scroll' that Little Hill gave me to experiment with your forbidden magic again?"

"Hmm? Damian, speak!"

Zhao Zhao sensed something was off. Just then, Darede pulled him to his side again, saying, "Little Hill, don't worry about it. If you knew what he's been doing all these years, you'd probably want to slap him too."

Evanorene nodded slowly.

Even at this moment, there was no trace of guilt in Damian's eyes; it seemed as if no one else existed in his eyes after Zhaozhao appeared.

Seeing their anxious expressions, Zhao Zhao cautiously asked, "Fourth Brother, have you killed someone again?"

“No,” Damian said with a smile, “but I don’t think I did anything wrong. I just wanted to resurrect you.”

Just like when Zhaozhao resurrected him.

"what?"

Evanolin explained, "This kid overdraws his own life force to cultivate the forbidden resurrection technique. If you had appeared a few years later, you probably wouldn't have seen him at all."

Her voice was cold and gloomy, and she was clearly quite helpless with her stubborn younger brother.

"Fourth Brother!" Zhao Zhao shook off his hand. "How can you disregard your own health!"

"How could you possibly practice such a deadly forbidden technique!"

"These are all fake!"

Damian's expression was much calmer, and he looked at him stubbornly: "Whether it's true or not, as long as there's a one in ten thousand chance of reviving you, I'll try!"

Unable to bear seeing Zhaozhao cry, he softened his tone and coaxed her, "Don't worry, now that you're back by my side, I naturally won't go back to cultivating forbidden life techniques."

"elder brother......."

Zhao Zhao never expected that her brother would go to such lengths for her.

Thankfully, he made it back.

.......

After Zhao Zhao returned, Damian's soul also returned, and he no longer wandered around the castle or the royal tomb like a ghost.

However, from then on, the unruly prince became one person's shadow.

Evanorein and Asher no longer spend all their time on political affairs and will have more time to spend with their families.

After Zhao Zhao returned, in order to take care of his younger brother's mental health, Darid reduced the frequency of his sarcastic and sarcastic remarks and maintained a gentle and refined persona most of the time, dedicating himself to creating a good environment for Zhao Zhao's growth.

The castle was filled with laughter and joy, and the somber and gloomy atmosphere disappeared.

When Lu Si'en returned from her trip, she saw this scene and stood at the door for a long, long time, stunned.

A familiar presence appeared behind him, and he slowly said in a hoarse, low voice, "Elder sister, I think I see little Hill all grown up coming home."

He stared blankly at the boy playing with dolls with Damian, and his dry eyes suddenly became a little moist.

"Am I hallucinating...? I think I... need to rest."

He walked forward like a zombie, his footsteps startling the two people in the room.

Then, Lu Si'en watched in surprise as the grown-up version of his younger brother, whom he had "imagined," turned around, stood up, and hugged him.

"Third Brother, it's been a long time! I'm Hilgarven!"

Zhao Zhao nuzzled against Lu Si'en's neck, feeling his breath: "I'm all grown up and back! Aren't you surprised? Aren't you excited?!"

Is imagination really that powerful?

His dazed mind finally came to its senses, and upon realizing that this was neither a dream nor a hallucination, he finally reached out and embraced the body he had longed for day and night.

Prince Lu Sien, who was not good with words and was often called the shadow, seemed to have found a source of life in his parched life.

His voice was hoarse, but he tried to soften it: "Little brother, I miss you so much..."

Want it so so much.

"Me too."

"Is it really not a dream?"

Lu Sien was flattered and overwhelmed. He suddenly closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he was surrounded by his brothers and sisters, who, along with Zhao Zhao, looked at him with beaming smiles: "It's all true! Hillgarven has really returned!"

"That's right! This time, I'm going to stay with you for the rest of my life!"

Afterwards, the six siblings gathered together and headed to the place where their progenitor, Morsenga, slept.

Zhao Zhao heard from his older brother and sister that he had been gone for 110 years, and the ancestor had been asleep for 100 years.

The curse broke his slumber, but his inner demons plunged him back into it.

The room where the blood-red coffin was placed was still covered by thick curtains. "Whoosh!" Zhao Zhao deftly pulled open the curtains, and sunlight instantly shone through the glass onto the coffin.

The bright and clean-cut young man straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and a radiant smile appeared on his face.

He gently knocked on the coffin lid, then opened it without hesitation, instantly meeting those deep, still eyes.

Just as Mosen Cain had lifted himself out of his sleeping coffin, Zhao Zhao reached out and took his large hand, waking him from his slumber.

His heart skipped a beat, and he said softly, "Father, I am your sixth son, Hilgarven."

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【Finish】