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"Who are you?"
Wei Wuchang opened his mouth, and the people behind me seemed to focus on Wei Wuchang. Then I heard him laugh. The laughter was right next to my ear. In such a deadly situation, it made my earlobe tremble, making him laugh. My back was numb and I got goosebumps.
"It is you."
Hearing this tone, he actually knew Wei Wuchang?
"Your heart, got it back?"
Wei Wuchang was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed: "Who are you? Why do you know about my heart?"
"Of course I know, because I put your heart in that zombie's stomach back then." The man's hand crossed my shoulder and pointed at Wei Wuchang's heart, "I thought I could give him the heart of the zombie king. What a big thing that happened, I didn't expect that it would be solved quickly by you guys."
Wei Wuchang heard the words, his expression was solemn: "You..."
What more did he want to ask again, but this man no longer gave him the opportunity to ask questions.
"Okay. I should take the little cutie and leave. I will wait for some idlers to wait for a while."
After he finished speaking, I saw that the hand he stretched out just now was retracted. Immediately, my waist became cold, and a cold arm was carried into an equally cold embrace. I pressed against his chest and saw the foot A magic circle of purple light flashed.
It is the same as the golden circle that Li Xiaoran usually uses to transmit us.
It's just the light of this magic circle that looks charming and evil, just like the man behind me.
"Tell it to your landlord." He left a message to Wei Wuchang, "If you want someone, you can meet me at the old place."
These were the last words I heard before the world fell into darkness.
And the last scene I saw was the figure of Li Zhuzhu rushing over desperately.
He is a little pig, but so fearless.
As usual him.
So handsome.
Chapter 52
I! Again! was kidnapped.
The second time this year, the last time, Wei Wuchang tied me up. This time, different people, different locations, different situations, but equally eerie.
Because there was no captivity, no abuse, no roaring, the man who kidnapped me even invited me to the throne room. Then watch me.
In a dark room, a long candle is lit, and the flame of the candle is beating, depicting the shadows in the room very psychedelic, in the darkness where the light cannot be illuminated, I can feel a lot of eyes staring at me, but I see don't see them.
I sat cramped at one end of a very long table.
I was tense, clasped my hands on my knees together, and kept stirring my fingertips. And my feet trembled uncontrollably, like I was tensed into strings, but kept being plucked.
I rolled my eyes and caught a glimpse of a long forked tongue twirling along my cheek, and I held back my reaction. Just as the wet tongue was about to touch my face, I heard the sound of a wine glass being placed on the table in time.
A soft click, not loud, but so noticeable in a silent room.
The long forked tongue paused.
The owner of the tongue is a woman with long red hair of seaweed. She is lying on the long table in front of me with her upper body naked, her hair is tucked down to cover her chest, and further back is a long snake tail, coiled in On the table, and part of it is placed back under the table.
She turned her head and looked past her tail to the man at the other end of the long table.
The man's face was thin, blond and blue-eyed, and his face was surprisingly white, but his lips were extremely bright red. I don't think it was because of his good complexion or expensive lip gloss, but because of the cup in his hand, It's not wine, it's blood...
Fresh human blood.
very fresh. I can even see the production of this cup of blood.
It was a young girl beside him, fifteen or sixteen years old. There were heavy shackles on her neck, hands, and feet. On the girl's wrists, the parts that were not covered by the shackles, the wounds that had just congealed were still wet, and there were countless knife marks on her arms, new and old.
Further up, there are also many deep or shallow circular wounds on her exposed shoulders and neck.
I know what this is. Li Peipei showed me the profile picture. This is the trace of being bitten by a vampire.
She was bitten many times. So much that even if he made a random cut on her arm to draw blood, she was so numb and expressionless.
She is a person, but not like a person, like a cup in the hands of a vampire, just a utensil.
This kind of environment and scene made me even more uneasy, and even felt that my lips were dead and my teeth were cold. This girl seems to be my future me. In such an environment, the vampire at the end of the long table kept looking at me with a smile and a gentle expression like a modest gentleman.
"What to drink?"
He asked me, so calm and ordinary.
I looked at the cup in his hand and swallowed.
He caught my eye too: "You want to drink this too?" He shook the glass.
I hurriedly shook my head stiffly, and spit out a few words with difficulty: "White... just boiled water."
"Don't you like orange juice, don't be polite to me. I have a very good orange juice here, you can try it."
Whatever you say is fine, I nodded stiffly. But after thinking about it for a while, the stiff brain suddenly felt that something was wrong, how did he...how did he know that I like drinking orange juice?
The man winked, and the girl next to her turned to leave. When she walked, the shackles on her body rattled. I felt heavy when I looked at her, but she was very accustomed to walking.
The girl quickly brought the orange juice and put it in front of him. The man knocked on the table, and the snake spirit lying on the table flicked its tail, rolled the orange juice, and handed it to me steadily. I took the orange juice tremblingly, and the snake spirit tilted her head to look at me for a while, then said, "Zi Shu, she is really ordinary."