Chapter 387: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (Fifty-Seven)

The hand holding the cup trembled, and An Yang heard the sound above his head, and couldn't help but tighten his fingers and looked out the window again.

On the sparsely populated street, there were occasionally a few drunks passing by crookedly, and she exhaled hesitantly, "I remembered something bad just now." ”

Ryan looked down and saw her blushing, as if she was shy, and suddenly leaned over and pressed her hand on the lovely hair whirl above her head, "Have fun with me here." ”

"Hmm," An Yang replied sullenly, and drank the contents of the cup heartily.

The sweet taste, the moment it was stained on her tongue, she couldn't help but wrinkle her face, "It's so sweet." ”

"Ha, it turns out that my Tasia doesn't like sweets."

An Yang listened to this word and wanted to refute it, but thinking about it now, it seems that there is nothing wrong with sending people under the fence.

"Tasia, Tasia......"

In the shadows cast by the distant houses, a broad cloak obscured Savier's figure.

The light and shadow in the tavern swayed and fell on An Yang's body, and the light blonde hair emitted a gentle light. It had been a long time since he had seen An Yang's smile, but now it was for the filthy vampire in front of her.

He suddenly had a hatred that the child he had raised was taken away by others.

Nails scratched hard against the wall, "Even if I don't want something, no one else wants to get it!" ”

"Whoa......

There was the sound of wings flapping, passing overhead.

Startled, Savier pulled his hood and saw a vampire descend from the dark passage in the dim light on the side of the road.

The soles of his shoes collided slightly against the cold stone surface, and he stared at the graceful steps of the other man, and a sneer in his heart.

Ganne's lesson didn't seem to have relented the disgusting creatures, and at this time, they dared to come to the town where humans gathered.

Secretly gritted his teeth, but in the next second, he saw the other party walking straight to the tavern where Anyang was.

Savier stared at the man for a moment, and as the orange light swept across the handsome side of his face, his eyes flashed for a moment of astonishment, and then he hung his head in panic.

"Let's go, there's a clergy outside," Kelvin didn't like a lively place, and when he came in and saw Ryan and Anyang, who were talking happily, his index finger focused on the table.

Clergy?!

An Yang's heart was full of surprise, and he turned his head to look at the empty street outside the window, and couldn't tell whether he was sad or scared for a while.

"Tasia, let's go home."

Hearing Ryan's voice, Anyang looked back and saw a gloom in his eyes that seemed to be surging in her incomprehension.

Savier heard the tinkling of the door opening from the tavern, and looked up again, and the three melts standing in the light were instantly seared into his eyes at once.

In Tarst City before, he had only glanced at the two vampires a few times, but now he could see it clearly, as if something cold was flowing in his brain.

He's seen them......

Zanjala, no wonder he's dreamed of that place lately.

As soon as the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his eyes saw Ryan's hand on An Yang's shoulder. The other party deliberately pressed down, obviously whispering something, but from his point of view, it seemed like two people were kissing!

With such an ambiguous action, Anyang didn't react at all?!

Saville's teeth shook unwillingly, how could he forget that Anyang was so innocent, it couldn't be the opponent of those vampires!

Not sure, Anyang is no longer ......