Looking at the two people in front of him, Eric finally couldn't stand it anymore, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping ink.

He gritted his teeth and was about to take a gamble.

Didn't Silvio just wake up from his slumber?

Since he was willing to turn into a bat to protect this lowly human being, with this level of pampering, he would definitely not suck her blood every day.

Then he must not have recovered to the peak of his strength, how can he compare with himself who eats human blood every day?

And now, Eric can only fight to the death.

As long as he captures Ye Sheng as a hostage, Silvio may have no choice but to compromise.

He teleported as hard as he could behind the girl, but before he could get closer, he was kicked out by a powerful force.

“……”

Ye Sheng touched his nose, this scene seemed to be a little familiar.

Why can't Eric be well-behaved?

I had to lean on her.

After being kicked out by the man, Eric flew straight to the wooden spiral staircase next to the living room, the strong impact and the hard body of the Bloodclan severing the staircase at the waist.

The wooden blocks fell to the ground horizontally, and there were sharp edges and corners at the fractures.

However, there was not a trace of blood on the messy floor.

This kick was much more ruthless than when he was in the banquet hall, and Eric couldn't even climb up from his stomach in the rubble.

At this moment, he clearly realized that even if Silvio did not recover to the peak of his strength, he still trampled him under his feet and crushed him.

Ye Sheng didn't expect that Eric had a rebellious heart, but he didn't have the strength to match it.

She nestled in the man's arms and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Is he dead?" ”

Silvio glanced in disgust at the man covered in sawdust who had fallen to the ground like a dead dog.

"Nope."

"Fainted."

Erik: "......"

I don't have it, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just, I just can't get up!

The man on the ground roared and screamed in his heart, only because the dull pain in his chest prevented him from speaking.

No one in the room heard him, and the handsome man with the delicate mask even turned his head to ask the girl

"Do you have a lighter or waste paper?"

Ye Sheng was stunned, nodded subconsciously, and then followed the memory of the original owner to turn out the lighter from the cabinet and hand it to him along with a few newspapers piled up at home.

The girl reminded uneasily: "You can't set fires indoors." ”

Silvio pauses as he takes his object, bending over and tilting his head, suggesting a strong meaning.

Ye Sheng looked at the cheeks that were close at hand, pursed his lips, and stood on tiptoe slightly to send his thin lips.

The man straightened up in satisfaction, lit the newspapers directly, and threw them casually at the immobile man at the corner of the stairs.

The girl was startled by his movements and unconsciously took a few steps forward.

Silvio grabbed her arm and pulled her back into his arms with a single force.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Ye Sheng got out of his arms, only to see that the fire snake seemed to have spirituality, crawling towards Eric with a clear purpose, and the intensifying flames only spread on him, burning his skin to black, and soon there was only a pile of gray-white powder left on the ground.

Ye Sheng: ???

That's it?

Silvio raised his eyebrows at the girl's puzzled look: Otherwise?

Ye Sheng: Okay......

Just then, the phone in the girl's bag rang.

Ye Sheng took out his mobile phone, looked at the notes on it, and his heart jumped suddenly, and he suddenly had an unusually ominous and ominous premonition......