Xiao Yu didn't know how to describe the complicated feelings in his heart when he saw the scene in front of him.

asked Luo Yun along the way, but Luo Yun always looked like he wanted to say something, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened.

However, none of them can withstand the shock of seeing it with their own eyes at this moment.

Meng Heng's clothes were disheveled, green silk was untied, and he was like two people on weekdays, his eyes that were always smiling slightly were also full of red bloodshot at this time, faintly bloody, and he didn't pay attention when he saw him, he only looked away quickly and indifferently, and then frantically looked for something with sharp edges and corners that could be reached.

However, at this time, the room seemed to have been swept by someone, and there was not even half a porcelain vase, and the young man, as if his patience had reached the limit, suddenly picked up a chair of eight immortals that had been moved to the corner, and threw it to the ground in a frenzy.

In this way, the Eight Immortals Chair broke in response, and one leg of the chair was torn apart, revealing sharp edges and corners.

The young man's eyes narrowed, and he quickly picked up the broken stick, and was about to slash it at his arm.

Luo Yun exclaimed, "Not good", and hurriedly rushed over to stop the young man's behavior, but it was too late.

The fair, delicate skin had been cut open in the blink of an eye, and blood gushed out and slowly flowed down the young man's slender arm.

saw that the young man's eyes lit up, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he actually showed a smile.

It was a very evil smile.

His thin lips pressed lightly to his arm, and he sucked and sucked it against the bleeding spot.

The blood instantly stained the boy's thin, beautifully shaped lips, and even rubbed against his pale, delicate countenance, which had never been disguised, but he didn't notice anything, only sucking and sucking the blood that flowed from his own arm.

Those ink-like eyes were even amazingly bright.

Xiao Yu only felt that his heart was like a knife at the moment. Shocked, incredulous, heartbroken...... All kinds of complicated emotions came to his heart, almost overwhelming him, making him unable to move.

Until the boy stopped his movements, picked up the stick that he had just abandoned on the ground, and seemed to be about to scratch down on his other arm.

It was as if my heart was hanging in my throat.

Xiao Yu almost rushed to the young man, snatched the wooden stick, threw it far away, and firmly hugged the young man into his arms, tightly shackled the hands that were still trying to harm himself, and asked bitterly: "Heng'er, what's wrong with you?" Why are you ...... like this?"

However, he couldn't help but lighten his strength between movements, for fear of touching the wound on the young man's arm.

The young man didn't react at all, only looked at the person in front of him angrily, and the crazy look in his eyes seemed to be about to devour the young man and himself in the next second.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, but the suffocating sensation on his chest did not decrease but increased.

He now knew how stupid and ridiculous he was.

He would have wanted to see the young man's angry appearance before, but now that he really saw it, it made him deeply understand a fact.

The disappearance of the boy's smile will only make him feel sad, and he has never felt sad.

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Xiao Yuqiang pressed the emotions in his heart, turned his head and asked Luo Yun who was already stunned.

"I don't know......" Luo Yun opened his mouth, already faintly crying: "Since three days ago, there seems to be something unclean in the house, and I saw my husband playing the flute, as if he was driving away that thing." The first night was fine, but the gentleman only said that he had driven the strange thing away, which reassured me, but ...... But the next morning the husband was unconscious, and although he woke up at noon, he became like this, from yesterday to now, he has smashed seventeen or eighteen porcelain bottles, and when he smashed the porcelain bottles, he would take the broken porcelain pieces and draw them on himself, and he drank the blood on his body like crazy......"

When Luo Yun said this, he couldn't cry anymore, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and where had he ever seen such a scene, he was frightened and scared for two whole days, and when he finally saw others, he couldn't help his emotions for a while, and he hid his face and sobbed.

"Then why didn't you tell me the truth earlier?!" Xiao Yu only hated that he couldn't be by the young man's side a moment earlier, and he couldn't care about his demeanor now, so he couldn't help but question Luo Yun.

"It's Mr. who won't let you say it......" Luo Yun choked up and said: "Although Mr. has become like this, he is still conscious occasionally, when he heard that Xiao Gongzi was coming, he ordered me to block out, and I must not let Xiao Gongzi come in......"

Xiao Yu only felt as if his heart was filled with sharp pain, eating away all his reason little by little.

He couldn't help but roll up the sleeves of the young man's shirt and inspect it carefully, and sure enough, he saw that the white porcelain skin was covered with large and small scars, some of which had not yet healed, and there were still faint blood streaks coming out.

Xiao Yu closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at the stunned scar again, he leaned the young man's head lightly on his chest, rested his chin on the top of the young man's head and rubbed it gently, and kept calling the young man's name in his mouth.

"Heng'er, Heng'er......"

After calling twice, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his tone changed suddenly, changing to another determined color, and said, "If you have to do this, drink my blood!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man quickly picked up the chair lying on the side and fell apart under the shocked eyes of Li Qing and Luo Yun, and threw it to the ground with all his might, and then, just like the young man's actions just now, took the sharp wooden stick that was half broken and slashed at his arm without hesitation.

The burning pain suddenly hit the wound, but the young man didn't realize it, he only put his arm to the young man's lips and said in a low voice: "Heng'er, you drink my blood!" ”

The boy's struggling movements stopped for a moment, as if attracted by the fishy sweet smell that came to his face, and the crazy look in his eyes flashed, and then he lay on the young man's arm like a small beast, and licked-sucked-sucked the blood where it flowed.

The room was frighteningly quiet, except for the sound of the boy licking blood.

A young man in a brocade robe sat on the ground with a bloodied young man in his arms, and was entangled in the young man's ink-dyed green silk.

It's like a treacherous picture.

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The two were so entangled in a mess, no matter how Li Qing and Luo Yun persuaded them, the young man was unmoved.

Time passed very slowly, and it was not until the evening that the boy seemed to slowly regain his senses.

The rich smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and even filled between his lips and tongue, Meng Heng didn't need to think deeply to know what he had done before.

He couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were gloomy.

It's just that in that chaotic memory, it seems that a person has broken in, and he has never been driven away by his lost mind, but has always been by his side.

He looked up at the young man diagonally above.

The young man looked a little tired, and when he saw Meng Heng's gaze, he seemed to be slightly stunned, and then an irrepressible surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak, but he seemed cautious, and only after a while did he say softly: "Heng'er, you...... Better? ”

As if he was considering the choice of words, the young man's tone was extremely cautious.

Meng Heng didn't answer, just looked at the other party silently, his expression was quite complicated.

Although he couldn't remember exactly what he did in that state most of the time, he still had five senses.

Just now, this man was taking his own blood and feeding him.

He silently turned his head away, pushed away the shackles of the young man's arm, stood up with some unsteady steps, took two steps forward, turned around again, and stretched out his hand to the young man.

The young man was stunned again, and then immediately understood, hurriedly held Meng Heng's hand with one hand, pressed the ground with the other, and stood up. Xu had been sitting for an afternoon, and the young man's steps were a little staggering.

Meng Heng silently watched as the young man stood up, and was helped by Li Qing on the side to sit on the only remaining chair, and Fang said, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

The young man lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I can't let you endure torture here alone, so I forced Luo Yun to let me come in to see you......"

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the young man: "I'm asking why you hurt yourself?" ”

Meng Heng stepped in front of the young man in three or two steps, raised the young man's arm, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed a miserable blood mark.

"Why, let me drink your blood?" Meng Heng's questioning voice was rare with unconcealed emotional fluctuations, and his inky jade-like eyes narrowed slightly, looking straight at the young man.

Xiao Yu looked at Meng Heng's eyes, frowned slightly, and did not make a sound, for a long time, he replied without dodging: "Because I can't bear it." ”

"I can't bear to see Dr. Meng trying to grind himself like this."

He said word by word.

Meng Heng obviously didn't intend to let the young man go like this, he leaned closer to the young man a little, his thin blood-stained lips were dazzling and sad, and said in a cold voice: "Don't you want to think about it, if I am possessed by some demon, or completely lose my mind, and kill you and drink blood, what should I do?" ”

"Doctor Meng, how can you talk to the master like this......" Li Qing next to him really couldn't look past it, and couldn't help but shout at this unrelenting and ungrateful young man.

But he heard the young man shouting angrily.

"Li Qing, shut up!" The young man rebuked, "If you have nothing to do, you can step back, and there is no need to say anything here." ”

Li Qing gritted his teeth and closed his mouth a little unwillingly, he glanced at the two of them, and finally retreated silently, walked out of this room, and stayed a few feet away.

Seeing this, Luo Yun also silently stepped aside, not disturbing the two of them talking.

Xiao Yu turned his head at this time, looked at the young man, and said with a rather solemn expression: "If that's the case, I'm willing to do it in the next, as long as I can relieve Dr. Meng of some pain, it's worth it." ”

After he finished speaking, there was a touch of relaxation in his expression, and even a heartfelt smile quietly floated on the corner of the young man's mouth. 166 Reading Network