CHAPTER XXIX

The wizard held the crystal ball in his hand, and behind him were dense vines writhing in midair, like one snake after another watching and waiting to attack.

The wizard waved his long sleeves and crossed a graceful arc, and the vines suddenly came to life, as if they had received an order, and suddenly rushed towards Zhou Huaijing's direction.

Zhou Huaijing was caught off guard, and was knocked over by the vines at once, and then his wrists and ankles tightened, and the whole person was tied to the cold glass surface of the crystal coffin.

The wizard walked slowly and leisurely, his eyes dark and eerie colors, and he slowly leaned down towards the man on the crystal coffin. body, and looked at those ignorant and confused eyes.

The purity of the mountain spring is full of pure doubts about the world.

This is the boy in his heart.

Second Master Lu almost let out a long sigh in his heart.

This is the boy he wants to force, trap, plunder from hair to toes.

At the same time, a dark tyranny rose in his heart, urging him to tear the people in front of him apart and conquer them, and merge them with himself little by little.

A cold index finger picked up his chin, and Zhou Huaijing was forced to raise his head, revealing a slender and white neck, where it was fragile and undulating, with faint cyan veins, and warm blood flowing in it.

Lu Yu's cold blood seemed to be boiling, and his eyes lit up excitedly.

Zhou Huaijing felt a slightly cool hand on his neck rubbing repeatedly, gently rubbing his Adam's apple, and finally his thumb gently resting on it, as if feeling the pulse of his weak life.

The hand was in control of his throat, and along with his life.

The man could take his breath away at any moment.

Zhou Huaijing was almost about to withdraw from the game, but at this moment, the wizard leaned into his ear and said affectionately: "Huaijing ......"

The familiar voice, low, like a vague call in a rainy night.

Zhou Huaijing's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head sideways to look at the person in front of him.

The wizard looked down on him condescendingly, with a handsome face, tears burning, and a smile on his lips.

There was a dull and unclear in those eyes, a crazy excitement, and a bloodthirsty factor was ready to stir under the calm.

It's him, it's not him.

Even though Zhou Huaijing realized that this person was what he was looking for, fear still began to consume his mind.

His scalp was tingling, and the horror exploded uncontrollably in every cell.

The wizard let out a chuckle, but the laughter was extremely creepy and terrifying in such an atmosphere that was almost tense and blood-seeking.

The faces of the two were almost pressed together, and their breaths were accepted into each other, intertwined unscrupulously.

The wizard's heart seemed to be engaged in a fierce struggle, and this struggle was transmitted from heavy breathing. His hand was still clasping Zhou Huaijing's neck, and his sticky breath fell on the other party's face.

I don't know if the strength in his hand is heavy, Zhou Huaijing snorted in pain between his snorts.

This muffled snort instantly stimulated the beast that had been dormant for a long time, Lu Jin's pupils contracted, his breathing suddenly increased, and it was difficult to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart when he smelled the smell of blood, and he bit the neck of the person in his arms.

The delicate neck was crushed by the teeth, and the pain came with every breath. Zhou Huaijing struggled reflexively, as if he had returned to the night before his rebirth.

Unlike the glare of the sun now, in the dark night when there was only a cold moon, the man did the same, trying to take away his breath.

Zhou Huaijing's eyes widened blankly, spreading with a thin rippling water.

Obviously, it shouldn't be like this.

Zhou Huaijing's neck ached, and his nose smelled the smell of his own blood in an illusion, which was attracting the blood-thirsty demon to suck his blood more deeply.

The man will take his blood and suck it with his soul. Eat out.

Zhou Huaijing no longer hesitated, and quickly withdrew from the game.

The vines landed emptyly on the crystal coffin, which was empty.

Lu Yu's arms suddenly emptied, and his brain was stimulated by the taste of blood to be paralyzed for a moment, and after a while, he came back to the realization that the person in front of him had disappeared.

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Zhou Huaijing got out of the game and sat on the bed with the quilt.

He touched his neck, there was no wound, no pain, no blood.

Immaculate finish.

But the trembling fear was so unmistakable that even now, there was still a trace of fear in his body. This is physiological and comes from self-protection where life is threatened.

Qiuqiu heard the noise and jumped on the bed and squeezed into his arms. He hugged the puppy in his despair, touched its head, and wondered why the man wanted to eat him.

Though he wanted to satisfy the man's appetite, he would still dodge in fear.

If only there was a way to get the best of both worlds.

He took out his small notebook from the cabinet, and suddenly remembered that he had just come out in such a hurry that he forgot to ask the man's name.

Looking at the helmet, he hesitated for a long time, really not having the courage to enter the game to see if the man was still there.

However, he thought that the sound he heard when he came back from Lu Chang's car was not an illusion. Presumably, that person has something to do with Lu Chang.

Zhou Huaijing looked at the time, two o'clock in the morning. He decided to call Lu Chang the next day. Now, he had to sneak the helmet back into his study.

Lowering his head and looking at Qiuqiu, who was excitedly sticking out his tongue and waging his tail, Zhou Huaijing rarely felt a headache.

In the morning, when Uncle Yun knocked on the door for a long time and didn't get a response and opened the door, Lu Erye was wearing a thin silk nightgown, leaning in a wheelchair and seemed to be still asleep.

Reflecting the hazy morning light, his back showed a bit of loneliness.

Uncle Yun's nose was sore, and he was woken up by the memory.

When Lu Yu had just been rescued from the dark room by Master Lu's broken leg and was dying, his body was thin and small, and the teenage child was skinny and malnourished, who would have thought that this was the second young master of the Lu family?

During that time, Lu Yu's right leg couldn't move, so he sat in a wheelchair all day, pushed the wheelchair to the balcony by himself, and watched the servants at home walk inside and out.

Lu Yu sometimes stared at Lu Chang playing on the grass, Lu Ying and his wife accompanied their first child, and the family laughed constantly. Second Master Lu's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Uncle Yun has taken care of him for many years, and he has seen him when he is most depressed, whenever he sees Lu Yu sitting alone in a wheelchair, quietly looking at Lu Ying's family, he can't hide the sourness in his heart.

Of course, Uncle Yun was well-informed but not ruthless, and he didn't know that at that time, Lu Yu only had the word "eyesore" in his heart, and many years later, he successfully separated the family of four on both sides of the Pacific Ocean.

When Second Master Lu turned his head to look at him, Uncle Yun saw Lu Yu after the age of sixteen for the first time with such a depressed expression, the thick black green shadow under his eyes showed that he had not slept all night, his clothes were loosely dressed, revealing a large sturdy chest, and his hair was neatly standing on end, but the inner activities under the expressionless meeting were still undulating.

Uncle Yun pretended not to see anything: "Second master, breakfast is ready." ”

Lu Yu stood up from the wheelchair with a cane, he had a faint pain in his right leg yesterday, and after he withdrew from the game in the middle of the night, he sat by the window to blow the cold wind, and the cold air of dawn was still all over his body, and he had not fully recovered until now.

He stopped walking towards the washbasin, turned his head sideways and said to Uncle Yun, "Did I send out the invitation to the family banquet I asked you to prepare last night?" ”

"Not yet. I'll have someone send it later. ”

Uncle Yun was a little confused at first. To say that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the National Day has also passed, at this time, a family banquet was suddenly made, not only invited Lu Ying and his wife, but also asked Lu Chang's brothers and sisters to come back, and it was even stranger to ask him to send an invitation to the Zhou family...... Is it really that you are getting older and thinking about your feelings? When Uncle Yun saw Zhou Huaijing, who was specially marked in red, in the invitation list, he realized in an instant.

But what does the second master want to do when he finds a child? Can a boy still be brought back as a child daughter-in-law? Could it be that the second master saw that Lu Ying's family was happy, so he also wanted to adopt a child to enjoy the joy of family, right?

Lu Yu said lightly: "Don't send it yet." I'll talk about that in two days. His eyes were cold, "Also, please come and sit down." ”

He was alone in the bathroom, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes as he stared at his hands that were still trembling with tooth cups. Only he knows that until now, the bloody ** he was ignited has not subsided.

Smooth skin, fragile teenager, trembling body.

This qiē and qiē all prompted the thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart to come out of the cage at once.

He wanted to crush the teenager hard, gnaw and suck. Sucked, and then the blood bloomed on the white body, and the death demon attracted him to sink step by step.

I want that person to melt into my arms.

Only by dismantling it and eating it into his stomach can he calm the gloom that he can't get.

However, when reason returned, Lu Yu could only look at his hands in a daze.

He had never felt so powerless and helpless.

If this qiē was true, almost, almost he would have killed the man.

His reason was gradually being conquered by the madman, who looked coldly at his own madman's attempt to splash blood all over the man's body like a peach blossom.

But he did not regret it, nor was he satisfied.

The only fear he had left came from the fear of loss.

If the person who eats it will get it forever, he will do it without hesitation.

Or make a beautiful puppet and place it in the Lu family's showroom full of treasures.

The boy kept an eternal smile and looked at him with a clear gaze.

And he, on every morning with dew, when the morning light is faint, he burns incense and cleans his hands, and wipes every grain of dust from his forehead to his eyelashes, from the straight bridge of his nose to his ruddy lips, with soft and expensive Suhu silk.

Or in every moonlit night, click on a small step round dance, as if flowing fireflies in the sky, he pulls his beloved boy, ten fingers intertwined, and walks slowly on intimate dance steps, like a pair of lovers who are in the moonlight.

Lu Ji's hands trembled even more uncontrollably, and his eyes were extremely excited and fatally gentle enough to drown people.