By the time Yi regained his green eyes, the two vampires were already at his side.

"Head, do you need to loosen it?" the vampire subordinate asked, his eyes darkened and scarlet.

Yi smiled crookedly, and the moon was blocked by the clouds again.

His hair is not so vigorous at the moment, and his ability is gradually recovering.

He stopped the two vampires from untying them, and then whispered something in their ears, and the two vampires quickly climbed out of the window.

The fluff on Yi's face faded, knowing that he was capable of anything on weekdays.

It's just that the full moon makes him lose his ability, and he still looks ugly.

"Fan Jiuyan, you didn't let me die this time... Next time you fall into my hands, I'll have to make your life worse than death..."

Yi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, his bloodless lips were a little pale at the moment, but his complexion was quite good.

Who made him recover so quickly?

And Fanjiuyan is not necessarily.

Yi looked at the door he had just left, then he could be sure that Fan Jiuyan had indeed used blood for a soldier.

This is the real stupidity, the real unworthiness.

Yi raised an eyebrow, he couldn't be loosened, though he hated the special silver shackles.

But he had to put on a good show.

Fan Jiuyan saw two figures, but he didn't pay attention to whether they were vampires or not, he didn't have any strength, and even his breathing was intermittent.

Damn, why is this time in the first place.

went to the shop next to him, Fan Jiuyan didn't wait for the boss to ask what he needed, he directly grabbed it and stretched out his fangs and stabbed the man's neck...

This caused a bit of turmoil here, and many people shouted that there were vampires and ran out, but he sucked them clean one by one, leaving only the bells and whistles...

Fan Jiuyan finally sobered up a little, and looked at the pieces of corpses that fell to the ground, and he thought thoughtfully.

Beside him, the three people who had just been sucked by him were still the boss's family.

His eyes rested on the plaque of the shop...

"Home and everything is prosperous—" he muttered to the square script.

Looking back, the boss's daughter is still so young, it seems that she is only about nine years old...

Shallow sadness and self-reproach welled up in his eyes, like a sea of worry.

It doesn't matter if he looks at it, he always feels that the girl's silhouette is so familiar...

Forget it, he's been sucking too much human blood lately, and some of them may look alike.

It's not fate, it's their fate.

Fan Jiuyan was stunned by the thoughts in his mind, once upon a time, he had already ......

Is your heart so ruthless?

He used to stop all N-class vampires from endlessly sucking human blood, but now he is more greedy than any N-class vampire...

Greedy to the point that they think it's their life and can't hide from it.

Fan Jiuyan lowered his eyes, rubbed his fingers away a trace of blood from his lips, and then turned around...

But he stopped.

Among the crooked corpses, there stood a guy.

He... The long red hair danced with the wind that rolled in through the door... His lips were bloodless, and he was amazed...

And the eyes that were obviously scarlet when they saw blood, but they were dim and disappointed at the moment...

He frowned, incredulously questioning the scene he had just seen...

"The first... He was hoarse, his throat quivering.

He saw their high leader in...

Obviously the most noble U-class vampire...

Ming Ming appealed to them not to suck human blood...

Obviously he doesn't deal with things in a panic, and treats them gently as relatives...

How can he not be temperate compared to N-class vampires...

So crazy, so hideous...

Leaving no stone unturned, sucking human blood to the ground, leaving only a thin layer of skin on the surface...

"Morning burning. Fan Jiuyan spoke, the last thing he wanted the two of them to see was like this.

One is him, and the other is Qi'er.

"You... What the hell is wrong with you?"

Zhu Chaoran asked, he didn't know that his voice was so hoarse.

Too dumb to hear what he was asking.

"You don't ask. Fan Jiuyan smiled, his blood-sucking lips were still bloodless.

was about to pat him on the shoulder like he used to do, but was slapped down by Zhu Chaoran with a backhand.

Zhu Chaoran is still taller than him, just like he used to be, even taller than this little leader.

Only this time, though, did he pluck up the courage to look down on him.

Looking down on this untouchable little leader, the guy he always looked up to.

"Do you know that you're not noble at all..."

Zhu Chaoran blurted out, but it was too late to take it back.

"Oh?" Fan Jiuyan smiled, his face still haggard despite sucking so much blood.

"Oh. He waved his hand indifferently.

was about to cross Zhu Chaoran, but he grabbed his shoulder with his backhand and pushed him.

Fan Jiuyan almost didn't stabilize his steps, and was pushed by this strange force, and his body was crooked.

"Chief, you..."

Obviously, I want to say that you are very worried about me, what happened.

But Zhu Chaoran still couldn't control himself, but he said...

"Do you look like you are worthy of being our leader?"

There was still a roar, which made Fan Jiuyan stunned for a moment.

However, Junrong still hasn't changed, just a little sad.

"Oh?" Van Jiuyan smiled softly and patted his crumpled shoulder collar.

It turns out that Ran will not trust him like this...

"You can do it, you should do it. He responded.

It was precisely this response that made Zhu Chaoran ignite all his anger...

He hated it when anyone hid it from him.

Part of his anger is actually anger at how he can't see through and understand...

The little leader is like this, and so is the damned Helian Dynasty...

didn't say anything, it hurt him to lose his life... Heartbroken... Burnout!

"What should I do?!You say it again!"

Zhu Chaoran's fist was already close to Fan Jiuyan's face.

But Fan Jiuyan repeated it again without changing his face...

"Burn, you can do it if you want, I don't care anyway. ”

Stared at his eyes in amazement, those blue eyes,... It's perfunctory, it's indifferent, it's indifferent, it's ...... Conscientious...

It turns out that from beginning to end, what the little leader said about protecting them and leading the blood clan to the future is all false!

"-" Punched over...

Fan Jiuyan's face was left with a shocking red, which became a burial on this god-like face...

Zhu Chaoran, who was stunned, always thought that the little leader could flexibly dodge and let him take a shot...

He is also ready to be sent down by Fan Jiuyan...

"Why don't you hide..."

He wasn't ready to punch Fan Jiuyan in the face, otherwise he really wouldn't have done it.

The fingers touched his face, and it hurt hotly.

Fan Jiuyan's inky blue eyes were attached to an unpredictable mist, revealing loneliness and indifference...