Chapter 408: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (Seventy-Eight)
It was obviously Savier who wanted to marry her, and it was obviously a promise he made first.
She wanted to curl up, but her hands and feet were so restrained that she couldn't even do this simple action.
"Bang!"
The conversation outside was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, and she shuddered with fright, and suddenly smelled blood.
"Was Tasia scared?" When Savier reappeared, he had changed into a new robe.
The sharp gaze fell on An Yang's body unabashedly, "When you were asleep, I injected the reward dessert into your body." ”
With his knees pressed against the bed, his approaching face showed a strange and terrifying smile, "Smell my body, do you still smell blood?" I killed that woman for your sake. ”
An Yang's whole body stiffened violently, and it took a while for her to understand the meaning of Savier's words.
"You—You've killed someone......"
"No one wants to force me to do what I don't want to do," Savier sneered, pressed his lips to the corners of her mouth, and kissed him presumptuously, "So Tasia, if I don't obey, I may do something even more excessive." ”
Fingers wrapped around the ring finger of her left hand, and after clasping it tightly, his pupils shimmered with intoxication, "I will always get what I want." ”
All the blood on An Yang's face dispersed, and bad thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
"You ......"
Sourness welled up in his throat, choking on the question he wanted to speak.
The terrible thoughts tingled her body and mind to paralyze, and she couldn't cry in pain.
Silence was a silent desolation that bound her soul.
But Savier couldn't hear her inner cry at all, he was a messenger, but he single-handedly turned her into a demon.
She didn't ask where Savier had gotten the vampire's blood that night, just as he had come to her as a black mist that she couldn't see through......
"Saville ......" closed her eyes, she felt like she had lost all her strength, "What the hell am I ...... to you?"
"It's my only envoy," the warm embrace squeezed her chest and lungs.
But she felt a chill she had never felt before, and buried her head in the crook of his arm, and she curled her eyes and laughed, "Savier, thank you for your answer. I love it. ”
The sudden gentle whisper made Savier's breathing noticeably shorter.
The blooming enthusiasm dispelled the coldness of the night, and An Yang's eyes fell hollowly on the pattern painted on the top of his head.
The white roses outside the fence withered overnight, and the long-withered flower discs drooped their shriveled petals and fell into the muddy soil.
The papers in his hands fell, and Ryan clenched his forehead in pain, "But Xavier is human. ”
"Ryan, forgiveness is sometimes more terrible than demons," Kelvin pushed open the window and frowned at the decaying flowers in the morning light, "I remember the white rose, which you planted on a whim four years ago. ”
"Not on a whim," Ryan remembered Kelvin's words, and he stiffened before squeezing to the window like crazy.
It was the best time for the roses to bloom, but all his flowers had withered......
His love withered in the season of their encounter, in the presence of Zantila......
"Kai, I'm going to find her......" he raised his hand to cover half of his burned face, "I'll give her whatever she wants." Whether it's fate, or whatever..."