What happens if you get sucked dry by an out-of-control bloodline?

Xia Yuan didn't know.

But in this situation, the fear in my heart has overshadowed everything.

A cool breeze poured in from the window, but I didn't feel the slightest warmth.

There was no light in the room, the light was dim, and only some faint light came from Ying Sitong's bedroom.

It should be that the live broadcast is not turned off yet.

Thankfully, what happened in the living room wouldn't have been filmed.

Otherwise, tomorrow is expected to cause an uproar.

He could probably guess how the media would report on it—

[Shocked, there was a homicide in the xx community, the blood of the deceased dried up all over his body, and no other blood stains were found at the scene. 】

[Is it the loss of morality or the loss of humanity, why did a single man die tragically at home and his blood drained?]

……

However, Xia Yuan thought to himself-

Whether I can see the future or not is still a thing.

Sucked dry, perhaps he was greeted by death.

Maybe like in the movie, he will become a complete blood clan.

Xia Yuan tilted his head a little sadly, and suddenly felt a little relieved.

Anyway, this is the second time to relive, and the life is also given by Ying Sitong, if she is squeezed dry and dies, it should be returned to her.

There was a wetness on his neck, and the breath of Ying Sitong slapped on his face.

Xia Yuan smelled the cold fragrance from her, as if he had been thrown into the sea of fragrant cold.

Sharp teeth cut across his skin, and the Bloodclan prepared to bite down.

Here it comes.

Xia Yuan's heart tightened.

Although it was already a predictable ending, there was still no reason to be a little nervous.

From his previous experience, he knew that the next process would make him extremely comfortable and excited.

Because when the blood clan eats, it secretes a special substance, which makes the food itself extremely happy.

This is probably the best way for humans to die, right?

It was at this moment, when Ying Sitong was about to bite down, Xia Yuan heard a bang behind him-

It was the door that he hadn't had time to close when he came in that suddenly shut.

The light in the back shrinks rapidly.

At the same time, he saw a dark shadow flash.

A familiar figure streaked across the ground and appeared in front of him and Ying Sitong.

She wore a black sweatshirt with close-fitting shorts and clothes that outlined her perfect lines.

A long ponytail swayed in the air.

It's Jiang Xiaoling!

Witcher.

How could she be here?!

A huge horror flashed in Xia Yuan's heart, and at the same time, he had already guessed the purpose of the other party following him-

Jiang Xiaoling's right leg stopped, stood still, and reflexively threw a punch at Ying Sitong's wings.

The breath was vertical and horizontal, and Xia Yuan felt a huge wind pressing towards him and Ying Sitong.

But it is clear that no matter how strong the human race is, it cannot match the blood clan.

Not to mention the true form of the Blood Clan.

The blood clan behind spread its wings on one side and threw Xia Yuan out, and then the sudden big hand stretched out out out of thin air and held Jiang Xiaoling's fist in his hand.

Xia Yuan fell to the wall, only to feel that his bones were about to fall apart.

He glanced back hurriedly, and a great horror swelled in his heart—

It's over, it's over.

Jiang Xiaoling, the demon hunter, is obviously not Ying Sitong's opponent, she is going to die.

Just as he was thinking this, a smile appeared on Jiang Xiaoling's face, and instead of withdrawing her right hand that was being caught, she shook out a quaint knife from her left hand.

Swish.

In a flash of lightning, the edge of her knife cut a thin line on her right wrist.

A tomato-colored liquid blooms from it.

Smack.

A tomato-colored liquid drops to the ground, creating a fine splash.

This is......

Xia Yuan's pupils dilated slightly, and he instinctively clutched his chest and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't exert his strength.

Immediately after, a red light flashed under Ying Sitong's eyes.

The tall blood clan seemed to smell the deadly temptation in the air, so he lowered his head and sipped the liquid on Jiang Xiaoling's wrist.

"Uh-huh......"

The mouths of the two girls let out a coquettish gasp at the same time.

At the same time, a huge dark cloud enveloped Xia Yuan's chest.

Jiang Xiaoling is a demon hunter.

She says she has a way to kill the Bloodline, is that her way?

Hit the killer while the other party was eating?

Or maybe she had some deadly poison on her wrist?

"Don't, don't kill her!" Xia Yuan shouted hoarsely with the last of his strength.

"What?!"

Jiang Xiaoling frowned slightly, and a huge pleasure was coming, about to overwhelm all her sanity.

"Don't ......" Xia Yuan shook his head uncomfortably, "She's a good person, no, she's a good blood clan, she really hasn't done anything bad before, really, I promise, don't kill her." ”

Not only no, but Ying Sitong, who is a nurse, has also done a lot of good things.

At least she saved my life......

"I ...... I didn't ......" Jiang Xiaoling's eyes rolled huge whites, which was a prelude to loss of consciousness.

In Xia Yuan's eyes-

Ying Sitong's body was shrinking rapidly, the black lines on her face were rapidly receding, her limbs were shrinking inward, and the wings of two wide black bats were also shrinking to her shoulder blades......

This further confirmed Xia Yuan's speculation.

Jiang Xiaoling must have done something, there was poison on his wrist or there was something wrong with the dagger, so it greatly weakened the ability of the blood clan.

……

The wind blows the curtains.

The air conditioner in the bedroom emits a constant and steady sound of airflow.

The moonlight poured in, illuminating a corner of the room in a miserable white.

A fair-skinned girl with a height of 161 stood on the ground blankly.

Her body was ragged, and many places were broken by the bones that had grown.

The girl's facial features are exquisite, her long hair hangs down to her shoulders, and she is beautiful and holy, like an angel descending from the sky.

Her pupils shimmered, and the red of the outer ring of her pupils faded into a clear amber.

Ying Sitong was slightly stunned and came to her senses.

In Xia Yuan's gaze-

Ying Sitong blinked her big eyes, and her gaze fell on Jiang Xiaoling's face.

She stepped forward with some confusion and cupped the other man's face with both hands.

"Sister Ling?"

Sister Ling?!

What the heck?

Xia Yuan looked confused, could it be that they knew each other?

Jiang Xiaoling nodded.

She turned around and smiled at Xia Yuanyan-

"I'm not a witcher, I'm a gravekeeper of the Bloodline. ”

……