This request made the young blood race slightly startled.

He was still sitting, but his back couldn't help straightening. Hearing the person in front of him seemed to be pleading, he repeated the touching words just now.

Like the soft, dangerous whispers of a merman.

He sat stiffly, sensing the strangely fragrant scent of blood approaching him. The smell is very sweet, reminiscent of the nectar picked in spring, and the flower heart that trembles slightly and unfolds. At the first moment of smelling it, the vampire's feedback was quickly written back into his brain, and every piece of his skin was shaking, almost eager to release this information to him:

The person in front of you is delicious.

His blood is an unprecedented treasure.

"..." Ye Yanzhi clenched his fists and finally nodded.

The young aristocrat who was granted permission let out a small cheer, and couldn't wait to come forward. He was no taller than Ye Yanzhi, and for convenience, he simply knelt down on the bed beside the young man. The silk sheet sagged slightly, and he brought his face close, leaning over his upper body like a cat with a stretched body, and brought his face close.

The fragrance of the blood was heavier, and it was sprayed on the side of Ye Yanzhi's neck. The body of the young vampire has already become a tight bow, but the person in front of him has no idea.

The seed planted by the earl played an unprecedented role at this time. In front of his eyes, he could only see the slightly rolling Adam's apple, and the blue blood vessels that spread on his neck.

There was a small grunt from Kou Dong's throat.

"Don't be afraid," he comforted his cub in a low voice, "Dad won't bite hard..."

Ye Yanzhi didn't answer.

In fact, this is not at all a matter of whether the person in front of him will bite the bullet. Kou Dong was so unguarded against him that he seemed to forget that what was sitting in front of him was not just Ye Yanzhi who was with him day and night, but also a beast that had been hungry for three days.

The blood clan's desire for blood is written in the flesh, and even Ye Yanzhi has to be influenced by it. Under such circumstances, the little cake came to his lips without knowing it...

It was almost like yelling at him to eat me.

Ye Yanzhi's reason and instinct began to fight again, and he closed his eyes suddenly, covering his dark eyes.

——He was afraid that the emotions inside would scare the people in front of him.

The closing of the eyelids made the front of him pitch black, except for the faint breathing of the young man.

Wet touch.

It's extremely light, like a dragonfly dipping on the lotus leaf.

Ye Yanzhi has a strange illusion, the young man is like confirming the taste...

Fortunately, after he confirmed it, he seemed satisfied, and soon posted it closer. That piece of flesh became wet, and Kou Dong was lying on the side of his neck like a newborn vampire, with a few strands of hair sticking to his chin, concentrating on finding a good place to go.

The young vampire froze, almost turning into a statue.

It was a damp, gloomy day outside, and at the end of the woods there was a mist that would never dissipate.

His heart was hot, like magma, burning him out of a hole.

If you explore down the cave, you may still see the beating bright red heart veins there, full of "Kou Dong" written on it, and beating with these two words.

——How long has it been since he last saw the person in front of him outside the game?

Ye Yanzhi couldn't remember clearly. After stepping into this cold and weird game world, the order of time seemed to be disrupted. He doesn't know how long he has waited or how long he has searched, but he exists here, like an eternal soul that can't be freed from it.

... Kou Dong.

He put his hand on the top of the youth's head, a completely condoning gesture. Under the spires of the high hanging curtains, the only human youth in the castle bit his neck and buried his pointed tiger teeth deeply——

He was bitten.

Blood seeped from the wound, and it was all rolled down by him and swallowed into his throat. The room was extremely quiet, save for the slight rubbing of his lips.

The two trembled together.

Kou Dong let out a slightly contented purr, as if a cat had been scratched on the neck. He controlled his urge to take a few more bites, barely raised his head, and the gentleman looked at the young vampire politely, "Can you take another bite?"

The blood clan's eyes were tightly closed, and he only touched his head again.

Kou Dong's eyes brightened and said, "Thank you."

Sure enough, he took another breath, just one more. Kou Dong is very contractual, especially not the system that often harms him, but Ye Yanzhi.

Ye Yanzhi is different, Kou Dong always talks to his cubs. The pedagogical books he read all said that what he promised his children must be done, and he could not go back on it.

Therefore, even though he was reluctant to part with the delicious duck neck in front of him, Kou Dong just sucked the round piece of cartilage for the last time and reluctantly retreated back.

The corners of his mouth were still stained with blood, which was rolled off by the tip of his tongue, and not a drop was wasted. Unprecedented satisfaction surged through his body, even more than the delicacy the earl brought him before, Kou Dong finally understood why these blood races liked to bite people's necks.

Such a nibbling, meaty and delicious duck neck would be addicting to him.

Ye Yanzhi opened his eyes and said calmly, "What did the count do to you?"

Kou Dong's reaction now is obviously not just an ordinary human being. He was like a half-hearted guy who had his feet on the blood clan road, strangely only interested in the blood of some people.

Kou Dong has been greedy for three days, and now it is the first time to enter, and it is very easy to talk. He almost collapsed on the bed, and after thinking for a long time, he said lazily and meltingly: "He poured his blood on me."

"..." Ye Yanzhi frowned.

He is a blood clan now, and he naturally knows the rules of the blood clan. The status of the earl is still in the cloud, but it will only be high and not low - such blood infusion and youth blood will make him addicted.

It turned out that the earl had the idea of ​​delivering it to his door.

Thinking of this, Ye Yanzhi's heart suddenly burst into sour bubbles. Although he knew that the Earl was actually no different from himself, this kind of thought lingered in his heart, and he couldn't help but smell of vinegar.

He pushed Kou Dong.

Kou Tiantian, who was full and full, squinted and looked back at him, "Huh?"

He saw that his cub's face was colder than ever before, and his expression seemed to be completely dissatisfied. The young vampire asked him with a sullen face, "You tell me first, me and the earl, who is better?"

Kou Dong: "...?"

Kou Dongxin said, what kind of weird question is this...

Do you still remember that you are a human being, why do you decide whether to drink better or not?

But Ye Yanzhi was obviously a little reluctant, still staring at him, looking like he was determined to get an answer from him. Kou Dong thought about it carefully, and answered without hesitation: "Of course it's you."

You are a tasteful duck neck, he is a tasteless duck neck. It has to be savory and sweet rather than taste.

Ye Yanzhi was finally satisfied, and half-squinted his eyes, not knowing that in Kou Dong's heart, he and the count were just duck necks...

They finally got down to business.

It is now the third night, and the angels plan to act on the fifth day. There are two nights and two days.

Kou Dong's situation is very bad, it can be said to be quite dangerous. What they are now walking is basically the first quest line: not revealing their identities for seven days.

Regarding the second mission, "Fallen Lucifer", they have also found relevant clues, but maybe there is a lack of props and the background story has not been fully explored, so far they have not been able to continue to the next step.

Out of intuition, Kou Dong felt that it should have something to do with the owner of the castle, the earl.

But he didn't want to get close to the earl. After learning about the story of the heavenly father and the angel, he didn't want to get close. If the other party is really related to the Heavenly Father, then he is the real god in this world - relying on his power, if you want to escape after touching the god, it may become difficult to hell.

He still prefers the first one, simply ordering the castle neatly, and there will be no ghost feast. He finds another place to hide, and after the remaining days, he will take his cub out safely.

This is the safest and safest way to go.

The only problem is that in order to maximize the power of fire, these angels simply stuffed the other vampires in...

sister!

At first glance, the group of people didn't look like the kind of serious vampires - Kou Dong was really afraid that they would break into his house in the middle of the night and chop up his bed; Where is he going to reason?

Ye Yanzhi also had the same concerns.

"These two days, you must not act on your own."

Kou Dong has always had a very clear understanding of his own charm, and has no doubts that this group of vampires will die or live for him, nodding without hesitation.

"It's a pity," he said, holding his chin with regret, "I really want to watch them fight."

He achieved this goal very quickly.

That night, Kou Dong, as a sweet little cake, did not dare to go anywhere, and obediently got into the bed. Ye Yanzhi was lying beside him, neither of them fell asleep, only light sleep.

It was almost midnight when there was a sound from outside the door.

First, there were footsteps, and then the footsteps slowly converged. It was as if a large group of people were standing in the corridor, and the calm of the castle was torn apart in an instant. The young man's voice came in through the door panel, and it was still vaguely vague.

Kou Dong couldn't hear clearly, but Ye Yanzhi, as a blood clan, had quite developed hearing ability, so he broadcasted it live.

"He's asking the baron why he can't come here."

Kou Dong was very interested and asked him what happened next.

"The baron said that this is the guest's room, and you can't trespass."

"..."

"Bang," Ye Yanzhi announced without emotion, "Tear, bang. —Wow, tear."

Kou Dong was confused, what kind of words are these, it doesn't sound like a sentence at all.

"It's the sound," said the young vampire. "They're fighting."

It's a very good habit to fight when a word disagrees. Kou Dong's blood boiled when he heard it.

That must be exciting.

"You can't go out," Ye Yanzhi saw through the thoughts circling in his head at a glance, and rejected it, "They may hurt you if they're not careful."

In this copy, Kou Dong must not be injured - he must live safely.

Kou Dong had no choice but to answer, burying his head in his cub's chest, and after a while he said in a muffled voice, "A cub, after you came, my operations have become much more restrained."

If this were the first few dungeons, Kou Dong might have gone directly to it.

With a blue face of his level, he has to face such a storm!

The voice of the young vampire in the dark was very soft and faint.

"Don't want to?"

"It's not..." Kou Dong unconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, muttering, "It just feels like he's worried."

It feels a little strange. Kou Dong is actually a lonely man. Outside the game, there are only viewers who like him across the screen, but no one can walk to his side. He survived in every dungeon, but he didn't actually have much fear of death, it was more just the shivering feeling from the NPC's exclusive desire.

If he really wants to die, he is not afraid.

How can people who stand alone be afraid of death? ——That is just an ending, the difference is only sooner or later. He dared to repeatedly jump between NPCs because he was not afraid of this ending.

But Ye Yanzhi seemed to be a rope, tying him up. He was no longer a small boat on the vast sea that didn't know where to go. An anchor tightly clasped his boat and pulled him toward the world of the sun.

His kite has strings.

- It's also good.

Kou Dong's heart suddenly rose again with pride, and he said to Ye Yanzhi, "Daddy, Dad will definitely save enough money."

Then buy you new suits and little skirts!

You can't suffer a child without suffering anything! !

Ye Yanzhi, who didn't understand that his thinking had turned to "Young father is working hard outside alone, just to give his young son a safe home!" Ye Yanzhi didn't quite understand why he thought of making money again.

But he intuited that it was a mental activity he didn't want to understand, so he put his finger in the young man's mouth and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"

Kou Dong's eyes widened, and he immediately put aside the idea of ​​making money to support his family, and began to use his tiger teeth to grind the young man's index finger. The noise outside continued, getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the Baron's side had the upper hand.

His movements were so large that the paintings hanging on the wall fell to the ground.

"Lord Baron," the footman beside him whispered, "This group of guests is not easy to control."

The baron shook his head. "Just some inferiors."

Instead of letting the footman touch the painting, he leaned down and carefully picked it up. The earl in the painting has green eyes, but his eyes are ethereal and unfocused, staring at something unknown.

"..."

The baron trembled suddenly, let go of his hand suddenly, and dropped the painting on the ground again.

The manservant behind him asked, "Mr. Baron?"

The baron did not answer. His hands trembled slightly, as if they had been burned by something.

He just saw a flash of golden holy light from the portrait.

The Holy Light has not reappeared in the world for thousands of years.

His footsteps paused, his fingertips hesitantly rubbing the frame, and finally he picked it up again and hung it firmly on the wall again. The Count in the painting still had those pale green eyes, from which he could not see those fine golden spots of light.

The baron stood before the painting, staring.

"Almighty Father," he whispered, "Are you trying to create light again?"

"..."

Naturally, the count in the painting would not answer him. The baron hooked the corner of his mouth, but the smile did not flow into his eyes at all.

"Then," he said, "this is not good news for the blood clan."

He was still speculating about the reason why the Holy Light suddenly returned to the earth. Since the Seraphim fell from the sky, he has never seen the Holy Light again. The mist and haze rule the heaven and the earth forever, and the blood race is born, moves freely on the land, and even becomes the leader of the country.

He thought that if Heavenly Father wanted to give them blood, he had abandoned the angels and regarded them as the first creature he loved.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Heavenly Father's beloved creatures...

He slowly narrowed his eyes, speculation surged in his heart, and stepped forward. A wandering undead caught a glimpse of his figure and hurriedly ducked to the side—they were also afraid of these demons that sucked their own blood, and they only dared to gather at the end of the corridor, watching the baron's shadowy figure, blood red. The cloak stretched out long behind him, like a river of their blood flowing and converging.

The morning of the fourth day came quickly, and the manservant was fortunate to see Viscount Glenn who came downstairs for the first time, and he took a deep breath first unconsciously.

"Lord Viscount."

Kou Dong responded, his eyes stayed in the extraordinarily empty hall, "Today there are not many people."

There used to be twice as many servants here as there are now.

The valet said respectfully, "Today is the time to change the food in the kitchen. Because of some trouble, the rest will go to the kitchen to help. - What do you need, Lord Viscount? I will follow all your orders."

His expression wanted Kou Dong to bite him, or it would be better for him to bite the oriental aristocrat whose skin was as thin as porcelain. But Kou Dong frowned, focusing on his last sentence, "Change food?"

He suddenly remembered the NPC that he had left behind for a long time, "How to replace it?"

The servant replied: "The food in the kitchen is not fresh anymore, someone will bring new ones." He was surprised that this oriental nobleman paid attention to such trivial matters. Ordinary noblemen never set foot in the servants' place, let alone Stepping into the kitchen, "You..."

The phrase "not fresh" has actually revealed the fate of food. Kou Dong waved his hand and didn't let him follow him again. He didn't turn his face to Ye Yanzhi until he reached the corner.

"I'm afraid that Selin is among them," he whispered. "We'll have to go and see."

There are still many unsolved mysteries about Serin, which always makes Kou Dong feel weird. Such a key figure must not be handled by the blood clan so easily.

They walked down the narrow staircase and saw the kitchen door in the distance at the turn. The male servants wore snow-white gloves, and the two of them carried a blood slave and threw them heavily to the corner like rag bags. There were huge bags piled up there, and the blood slaves who were confused and confused were stuffed and tied with ropes.

Immediately, they carried the white bags up the stairs. When Chad saw the noble master and servant standing on the stairs, the servants couldn't help but stunned, "Lord Viscount."

"Master wants to come and see," Ye Yanzhi answered them, "you do your thing."

The servants had no right to interfere with the actions of the nobles in the castle, so they just nodded and saluted, and then carried the bags full of these breathless people to the outside along the back door. There is a rose garden, and the roses are bright red and red, and they are blooming just right.

The soil under the rose was planed open, and the bags were thrown down one by one, and then filled with soil again.

Kou Dong watched this scene and shuttled among the white bags that were brought up. Most of the blood slaves who had been sucked blood for a long time were confused, curled up quietly in the bag, and did not resist at all; only the person in the bag struggled slightly, and the lines of his body emerged from the surface of the bag.

It was a hand that couldn't wait to reach out.

Kou Dong and Ye Yanzhi exchanged glances, both of them agreed in their hearts, but did not act. They watched the servants dispose of the rose garden and came to salute him again.

"My master wants to see these flowers," Ye Yanzhi said, "please don't disturb me."

The lead servant nodded, and the rest of the people filed in. Kou Dong crouched down after they left, watching Ye Yanzhi dig up the soil with a flower shovel, and accurately pulled out the bag they had just seen.

The power of the blood clan played a great role at this time, Ye Yanzhi's speed was extremely fast, and almost immediately dragged the person to the corner. They hid in the back of the castle, found a hidden spot that would not be noticed by the upstairs window, and undid the bag.

A few strands of brown hair emerged from the inside, and the person inside crawled out desperately, finally exposing his mouth and nose——

He seemed to be reborn, breathing desperately, and weeping again: "My friend! I almost thought that I would never see you again!"

——Sure enough, it was Selin.

His description was even more embarrassing than before, talking upside down and holding Kou Dong's hand tightly.

"They found new people, and I was dealt with. But what should I do? We can't escape this castle..."

Kou Dong stared at him with a soothing voice, "Don't worry, there will always be a way."

"How can I not be worried?" Sellin said, "I have always regretted that I should not have sent you that letter. But I have involved you!—We have been friends for so many years!"

Kou Dong did not speak, nor did he respond to Selin's cry.

His heart trembled slightly because of this sentence, staring at the face of the person in front of him.

"Salin, how many years have we been friends?"

Serin was unaware of his abnormality, and after doing the math, he replied, "It's been twelve years, and you're my only friend."

twelve years.

Kou Dong finally understood the source of that strange feeling. The original owner had been in contact with Serin for so many years, and should have known each other's personalities clearly. If Selin really didn't want him to come, he could use someone else's tone to write that he had died of illness in another place, or not to send it at all - with the decisiveness of the original owner who did not hesitate and risked his arrival after seeing the letter, Kou. Dong didn't think he was heartless.

There is no need for Serindo to say that after he has not returned for a long time, the original owner will naturally take care of his wife and daughter.

So.

Why did Sellin write to invite him?

How was the letter sent?

Kou Dong's heart sank suddenly. He stared at the tear-stained face and whispered, "Salin, I have a question and I want you to answer me."

Serin was supposed to bring new food to his door, but after the count saw him, he was left behind and became a blood slave.

This is obviously not because of his excellent blood.

So.

"—After you showed the Count something, you made him change his mind about letting you go?"

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