Her blurred silver-white pupils reflected the beating arteries in Wang's white neck. Wang looked at her confused expression without saying a word, maintaining the posture of holding her in his arms, motionless. He knew she needed to eat.

She licked a few times, her red lips slightly opened, and she bit down. No, she stopped, and her fangs touched the king's skin, but she didn't bite down.

There was a hint of reason in her silver eyes. This is the person she loves, and hurting him is worse than hurting herself.

The king parted their bodies and looked at her with a pant. The fire that she stirred up had not yet subsided, although she knew that she was just going to eat.

The moon-white moonlight spilled into her silver-white pupils, and the newly regained sanity in her eyes disappeared without a trace, only the desire to suck blood, and there was a touch of madness in her silver eyes. Her body was close to the king again, but when she was about to approach the king's body, she stopped abruptly.

No, you cannot. In her mind, which had lost her mind, the idea that she could not hurt the king could not be harmed.

She needs blood, she needs blood, she is hungry and thirsty, every cell in her body is shouting, she needs blood, blood, she can't live without blood. The longing that came from the depths of her soul almost drove her crazy.

Blood...... Where? Blood......

Once again, her body leaned toward the king. No, you can't hurt him, you can't ......

She got up, landed on her feet, and stumbled out of the bedchamber, and the king got up and followed her.

Blood, blood......

Sniffing the scent of blood, she walked to the door of the main hall. The guards guarding the door saw her in black silk pajamas, her head hanging down, her long black hair hiding her silver-white eyes. Covered by hair, there are also sharp fangs at the corners of the mouth.

A sword in the hand of one of the guards guarding the doorway was straddled across her neck.

The two guards said to her respectfully in unison, "Concubine Xue, it's late at night, you can't go out." Please also move back to the dormitory. ”

She grabbed the sword across her neck with one hand, the sharp blade cutting through her skin and into her flesh, red blood dripping from her fingers. It aroused the desire in her heart.

The guards couldn't help but be shocked when they saw her like this.

I saw her raise her head slowly, and her black hair was pulled away, revealing her silver-white pupils and sharp fangs at the corners of her mouth. Her white blood-soaked hand let go of the long sword, and Tian licked the blood from her hand, a touch of madness appeared in her eyes. Yin Hong's lips hooked the corners of her mouth, her voice was cold and noble, and she elegantly said to the guard who began to speak first, "Give me your blood, give it to me...... I'm going to ......"

The guard saw her silver pupils and fangs, her pupils dilated, her body stiffened as if she was frozen, and she didn't dare to move, watching her approach him.

Her silver pupils stared at the throbbing artery around his neck, and she licked it lightly, leaving some confusion in the guard's eyes. At this time, she took a bite of it.

She sucked, the seductive red liquid slid down her throat, the sensation of pleasure that made her tremble from the depths of her soul, her soul trembled, every cell moaned, screamed......

The king, who was not far away, looked at this scene with an ugly face and clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart, almost wanting to chop the guard's body in half.

The other guard guarding the door watched in amazement as his companion turned into a dried corpse beside Concubine Xue, and his legs couldn't help but become numb, from the depths of his soul to the fear of his body. Even after seeing the massacre three hundred years ago, he couldn't help but be afraid.

He opened his mouth to shout, but his jaw was pinched and he couldn't say anything.

He looked up in panic and pinched his jaw, it was actually the king, and the king's strength was so great that he almost crushed his jaw.

The king smiled cruelly and said, "You dare to say it? ”

The king let go of his jaw, and the Snow Concubine looked up from the neck of the dried corpse and staggered towards the guard. Wang Tie blushed his face as he watched her bury her in his neck, and he had an urge to destroy, eager to immediately pull her into his arms.

He looked at the king in a daze, and before he could come back to his senses, a tingling sensation came from his neck, a stream of heat rushing up from his lower abdomen. He looked down and saw that it was Concubine Xue licking his neck. It was obviously enough to provoke an intimate gesture, but the guard's face was as ugly as hell. The guard lowered his head and looked at Xue Fei buried in his neck in a daze, watching her pierce her sharp fangs into his arteries, sucking his blood, and looking at Xue Fei's satisfied baby-like smile.

A dying fear comes from the bottom of my heart.

He glanced at his companion who had turned into a handful of skinny bones on the ground, and the fear in his eyes slowly turned to despair.

He felt the energy in his body running out rapidly, and his head became groggy. He leaned limply against the door and slid down, and not long after, what was originally a living life turned into a dried corpse.

She raised her back, licked the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth in satisfaction, and then closed her silver-white eyes, and fell asleep like this, her body shook a few times, and fell to the ground. The king caught her by the waist and walked into the dormitory with her asleep in his arms.

The king turned his back to the gate of the main hall and said coldly, "Drag it down." ”

Two guards came from outside the main hall door, dressed in gray armor, and looked at their companions who had turned into dried corpses without the slightest pity. Although it is the first time that such a death method as turning into a dry corpse has been seen in the palace, it is still within the normal range of two guards who die a day.

With a blank face, they dragged away the two guards who had turned into dried corpses. Then a new guard took their place, and continued to stand guard as if nothing had happened.

In the palace, the king lowered his head and looked at her, his face, which was originally so white and almost transparent, now seemed to be ruddy with blood. He touched her round belly and looked at her bloodied hands, which were bloody, but not scarred.

He got up and picked up a white scarf from the crystal table beside him, and gently wiped her bloodstained hand, just as she wiped his hand when he was injured and lay in the Night Palace, not even sparing a finger.

He threw the blood-stained scarf to the ground, wiped the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb, and hugged her until the sun rose. Last night's anger made him not sleep all night.

In her arms, she moved, turned over, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes slowly, and a ray of sunlight shot into her black pupils......