Chapter 395: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (Sixty-Five)

"She will," Ryan stared at the hatred in his eyes, suppressing the strange thoughts that were rolling up in his head, "I shouldn't have bothered him, but Tasia is your sister, and she should have her own choice." ”

"Demagogic demon, Tasia has become a blood-sucking monster because of you," Savier spat irritably, "what right do you have to speak in front of me!" ”

The fingers hidden under An Yang's hair kept trembling, and the burning sight in his eyes longed for Ryan to die immediately.

"I'm not qualified, but I want you to admit my existence," Ryan took a deep breath, all his previous insistence turning into a longing for hope, "I want to be with Tasia, and I'll take care of her like you." ”

"Hehe......" Sawell seemed to hear a big joke, and his vicious gaze swept over Ryan's cheek, which seemed to be kissed by the sun, and the boiling jealousy became more and more intense.

"Give me time to prove it, okay. In the meantime, can you let Tasia go," Ryan looked worriedly at Anyang, who had fallen asleep, and the anxiety that he couldn't confide made him choose to show weakness willingly.

He is a rotten soul in the dark, and as long as Sawell doesn't let Anyang leave, he has no way to get close to the church.

All the previous impulses, after realizing the powerlessness of reality, only a drizzle of remorse remained.

From that day on, behind the towers of the Winged Castle, there was a figure standing still.

Pushing open the small gap, Savier saw Ryan kneeling on the ground through the thick curtains.

The annoying feeling came with him, and all his moods were ruined.

"He keeps saying that he wants to leave me, because he wants to be with him, right?!" The gloomy and cold gaze glared at An Yang's face like looking at an enemy.

Such a question An Yang could hear many times a day, and knowing that Ryan was waiting for her outside, she met Sawell's gaze without fear, "My answer will not change, whether there is him or not, I will go." ”

"You're sure I'm not going to do anything to you, am I?!" Savier stared at the person in front of him, and the distressed emotion filled his chest little by little, "Why do you have to go with someone else in such a short time." ”

"I'm so good to you...... Tasia, don't challenge my patience, I don't have that much time left for you! Under the voice of venting his anger, he grabbed An Yang's wrist violently, "Said that you would stay with me, and said that you would always follow me!" As long as you say it, I'm not going to be angry, okay? ”

"If you want to go back to the way things were, then we'll go back."

An Yang's hand was scratched very painfully, and listening to his almost whispered promise, he once again chose to be silent.

The indifferent look made Savier's heart ache more than cursing. He had received too much, but now even the simplest promise had become an extravagant hope.

After several days of exposure to the sun, heavy rain finally fell on the gloomy sky.

The wind and rain were falling, and the rumbling thunder made Savier's dreams messy and dark.

Lonely and gloomy manor, he returned to that terrible night again. Blood flowed down the stairs, and bloody handprints everywhere scratched the walls of struggle.

The mutilated limbs torn apart by the vampire were thrown on the ground in a mess.

It was his nightmare, a reality he didn't want to face for the rest of his life.

"Tasia, don't die......"

The murmur of his sleep made the corners of his eyes shine in the darkness.