Chapter 400: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (Seventy)
An Yang raised his head suddenly, his eyes stained with the dead air that floated in the darkness.
Sadness slashed down like a blade, how could she forget that at the moment when the lightning split, she saw Ryan's long hair hanging down in the thick of the night.
"Because of him, our poor Tasia has lost everything...... So my brother killed him with his own hands, okay? ”
Savile's questioning voice dispersed the tears in her eyes, she grabbed the other party's collar violently, and shouted in horror, "Don't! Brother don't kill, brother don't kill! ”
"Dirty hands...... Brother, don't do it, don't ......"
The broken cry was like a ghost's howl, and the pain that choked her several times plunged her into eternal darkness.
The holy water and sunlight that corroded to the bones, and Ryan, who was in pain, fainted several times and woke up several times. The dim light and shadow in front of him were finally frozen in An Yang's choked voice.
Dirty Savier's hands......
In her eyes, there was only this image left.
"Cut," Savier proudly picked up Anyang, condescendingly squinting at the humble vampire, the hatred entrenched in his bones turned into the ridicule of the victor, "murderer, it was you who deprived Tasia of the right to live in the sun. What I did today was nothing more than a small warning. ”
"Disgusting thing, Tarsia will never forgive you for the rest of her life unless you die."
The door closed with a bang, blocking all hope.
Ryan, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly pulled out the ring on his finger like crazy.
The midday sun pierced through the clouds and burned hotly on the body.
The pain that was once withheld screamed out poignantly at this moment.
The eerie roar made Savier's footsteps pause, and then the corners of his mouth raised a triumphant smile.
Missing this opportunity, I don't know if there will be a next time, but unfortunately, for him, Ryan's life and death have never been insignificant.
When he reached the tower, he looked down at the dying vampire below, and the thick gloom in his eyes turned into madness that he had never seen before.
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At night, strong winds blew again outside, and the dampness that had not yet dissipated melted into the clouds and turned into a continuous drizzle.
The cold and damp densely penetrated into her heart and lungs, and An Yang felt that she was trapped in the dark night, her eyes full of deep ink, and the cold spread silently.
"Brother, brother......"
The unconscious cry for help made Sawell's heart beat violently. Paranoid and crazy feelings have long since begun to deteriorate and ferment with the repression again and again.
"From the beginning, you were destined to be mine," Sen Bai's teeth took on the smell of punishment, biting on An Yang's neck, and then all the way down, as if to leave an exclusive mark.
The frightened body developed a high fever the next day, and she opened her eyes in a daze, and the cold on her wrists became the only medicine that could keep her awake.
"Are you feeling better?" Sawell's gentle voice did not bring Anyang's joy.
She opened her dry lips, and finally asked, with an uncontrollable tremor, "Why do you, you know it's him......"
She had never noticed that Savier shouldn't have been home that day, let alone seen Ryan......
"I didn't know that long," Savier smiled and bent his eyes, his cool hand lightly brushing her cheek, "I didn't want to tell you, after all, it's a friend you've made with great difficulty." ”