Chapter 349: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (17)

An Yang stared at the pulsating veins in his arm, and an inexplicable hunger surged up his throat.

She shouldn't have forgotten Savier's words, but, she was afraid that one day, she would really hurt that person.

When the body obeyed Gu Yaowang and knelt on the soft blanket, the irony of laughter melted into his mind.

You've long had enough of being regulated, and your choice now is clearly to unleash your nature, you want to be free! Excuses, all excuses!

No, she's for Savile! She's not for herself!

Confused thoughts collided violently in his mind, and his unconsciously opened lips began to tremble.

She never wanted to compromise her fate, she wanted to be what Savier wanted to be......

But......

With her jaw pinched, she was forced to look up and stare into Ryan's deep eyes. Unlike the daytime sunshine, there was a gloom that she had never seen before, as if it was evoking the darkness that had long been rotten in the depths of her soul.

"Don't be afraid, I'll guide you."

The soft voice made her eyes sour inexplicably, and the feeling rising in her heart made her begin to smell the smell of Lane's blood. Unlike Savier's strange sweet scent, Ryan's blood was full of deadly temptation.

As the teeth slammed into the veins, she heard Ryan let out a comfortable sigh that released her tense nerves.

Like a newborn baby, she finally found the sweetness, which made her work harder than ever.

The blood without temperature began to flow through the body, with an inexplicable weirdness. It was as if there was something in Ryan's blood that gave her veins a full sense of power. It's weird, but it makes her want to indulge in it.

"Well, Tasia, you should stop."

Ryan's body shook inadvertently, and he gasped heavily, lowering his eyes to see her sweet beauty that was dyed red because of Gu Yao's hope.

It's not the first time he's been bitten since becoming a vampire, whether it's in endless battles or rescuing his companions, but it's the only time he's felt joy when someone else has plundered the blood in his body.

He didn't want to interrupt Anyang, who was sinking in it, but he seemed to be about to reach his limit.

"Tasia, you need to come to your senses. You have to find a reason to stop. ”

Ryan's voice seemed to be far away, and An Yang listened vaguely, but the fangs in his mouth didn't want to take it back.

"Tasia, stop."

"You have to stop."

Two hurried growls made Saville's figure pop into her mind. Realizing what she was doing, she hastily pulled out her fangs.

Blood slid down the corners of her mouth, and she greedily rolled it into her mouth, looking up to see the handsome woman holding her long hair with one hand, and Ryan's sharp fangs piercing the arteries in her neck.

There was a meandering stream of blood rolling down the nose, and the smell of blood turned into a stirring aroma in the nose.

She had to tense up, controlling her instinct to rush through, but her eyes were still curiously on Ryan's.

The picture in front of her was like a thick and colorful oil painting, and she never thought that such a life-extracting practice would make her see addiction on the face of a human being, and the light voice would open the door to a new world for her.

"Hoo ......"

Ryan, who finally regained his strength, let go of the woman in front of him and let go of the woman in front of him, with a long sigh, "How do you feel?" ”

Facing An Yang, who was sitting precariously, he wiped his lips vigorously, and a different look shook in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to her answer.