Night Sakura retreated into the deep alley step by step, looking at the black-robed man walking towards him, and his nerves tightened into a string.

The black-robed man's broad hat covered half of his face, and his neck was covered with green tendons.

Seeing that he finally had no way to retreat, he slowly raised his head and smiled.

The eyes were scattered, there was no focus, only heavy gasps, and the whole body was full of murderous breath, like a walking corpse.

Puppet.

Domesticated low-level bloods.

Sakura clenched her fists, her back straight.

The black-robed man smiled evilly, and stepped forward with two quick steps.

"Shhhh

In just a few breaths, he arrived in front of Yazakura, and locked his neck hard, revealing sharp fangs.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Ye Sakura's feet slowly hung in the air, her face flushed, and two physiological tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

One hand clutched the jade on his chest tightly.

The jade revealed a warm light, piercing the black-robed man's hand.

"Shhh

The black-robed man looked at the rotten skin on the back of his hand, still emitting black smoke, and was furious, and his sharp nails swirled, piercing his face alive.

"Ahh

Sakura covered the wounds on her face, curled up on the ground in some pain, blood stained between her fingers.

The smell of blood.

The black-robed man turned around mechanically, slowly leaned down, sniffed his scent, and his eyes showed fanaticism.

"Food...... Incense ......"

Just as he was about to bite his neck, suddenly a buzzing sound came from his head, and a feeling of dizziness came to his face, and he stumbled under his feet and hurriedly supported the ground.

There were no footsteps.

Even in the blink of an eye, the night cherry blossoms on the ground disappeared.

The black-robed man turned his head stiffly, and looked at the woman not far away with blood-colored pupils.

Qianwan hugged Ye Sakura, looked at him indifferently, and spit out a word between her lips, "Hang." ”

The ringing sound of the ears came to the chrysalis, and the black-robed man fell to his knees, his green tendons erupted, and a painful whimper sounded.

Three-degree priesthood, with the right of spiritual obliteration.

"Who domesticated you?"

"Ah...... It's the Lord ......" The black-robed man's eyes widened, and he kept hitting his head with his fist, hoping to numb himself, "I don't know...... A cat...... Murder, blood ......"

A few words that are confused, and can't even piece together a story.

Qianye lost her patience and hooked her lips slightly, "Extinguish." ”

The lower blood clan's facial features slowly twisted, his fingers gradually stiffened, and he lay on the ground without any breath.

Only one dry skeleton remains.

Sakura shrunk into Chiwan's arms, her wide robe seemingly cutting off everything outside.

But he knew that when the sun rose, the sun would shine on the land again......

That bloodline just now would have just turned into a piece of smoke.

Her long, curly eyelashes covered the light in her eyes, and the wounds on her face seemed to be healing, and Sakura leaned obediently on her shoulder.

Pale smiled.

My heart seemed to warm a little, "My lord seems to have some of the people who care about Sakura." ”

Qianwan lowered her head, "It hurts?" ”

Sakura's fingers carefully tugged at her robe, covering her injured face, and her voice was as low as a mosquito, "Sakura doesn't hurt." ”

Qianwan lip line cold pursion.

Doesn't it hurt?

Tricksters.

"What are you doing out there?"

Since the original owner chose him as a blood slave, the blood on his body must taste excellent for the picky blood clan.

This month is dark and windy, a young man from a good family, and he is not afraid of being targeted by ghosts when he runs blindly.

Yue Lao pulled the red thread in disbelief and put one hand on his ear: exm??

What did you say, a young man from a good family?

Night Sakura's voice was a little weak, "Sakura heard the sound of the watch, and she hasn't seen the adults yet, so I......'m a little worried."

"I'll be back before sunrise."

"It's Sakura who is too worried."

Sakura's expression darkened, and what he was more afraid of was that she would abandon him.

A useless blood slave.

For the priests, it is the existence of abandonment.

Qianwan didn't answer, hugged him, and disappeared into the gray moonlight in an instant.

Leaning slightly, a woman in a broad jacket appeared at the entrance of the alley, sniffing the air with satisfaction.

When he saw the dry bones on the ground, his face sank.

"Lord, it didn't work."

"Waste, you can't even kill a blood slave."

"It's the priest coming...... So, we don't dare ......"

"Humph......"

The dove snorted and glanced at his subordinate who was kneeling on the ground, and with a flick of his fingertips, the dry bones on the ground instantly turned into powder.

"There is no next time, the day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow, and before that, all the things that are in the way of the eyes will have to disappear."

"Yes......" The subordinate was in a cold sweat and lowered his head in fear.

(End of chapter)