Ke Rongle is not a werewolf who can be killed so easily, he tries to maintain his attention, and he does not dare to be distracted for a moment, and he is inseparable from this vampire for a while.

No one can help anyone, only you can do one trick, and I can delay the time.

Chu Yao, who had been resting, suddenly felt a burning sensation in her palms, and suddenly opened her eyes, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in her eyes: Rong Le is in danger!

"Hehe, ronin, you're not a purebred werewolf, you can't beat me, just grab it!" The vampire who made a move and laughed at the same time, secretly regretted that if it was a human, he would be able to eat a full meal tonight, but it was a pity that he was a werewolf.

Rong Le didn't care about his words, although he already had a lot of injuries on his body, his face was still calm, he couldn't think about it much, he could only persevere.

He can't die and live!

Only alive can I see Yaoyao!

Suddenly the wind rose in the woods, and the moon was now obscured by something.

The vampire turned back and saw a large black figure in the distance with its wings outstretched.

He couldn't help laughing, it seems that his kind is here, so tonight this werewolf son is dead!

Rong Le also saw it, and his handsome face suddenly changed, and he felt bitter in his heart.

Is he really going to die here tonight?

As Lairao's wings gradually retracted, the moonlight sprinkled again, dotted with stars, making her look a little mysterious and dreamy.

She is a stunning-looking female vampire.

The male vampire saw the smile on her face even more: "Kind, you are here at the right time, let's work together to kill this werewolf!" ”

The girl ignored his words, her eyes crossed him, and she looked at the already scarred werewolf not far away, "Who allowed you to hurt him!" ”

Her voice didn't have the slightest warmth, and the vampire was thrown out of her hand when she raised her hand.

"Poof!" That kind of strong power made the male vampire suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at her in disbelief: "You actually helped a werewolf!" You are a traitor to the Bloodline! ”

"Noise!" Chu Yao didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, and only snapped his fingers, and the vampire turned into ashes in an instant.

Rong Le looked at all this in amazement, it was her!

It's Chu Yao!

Looking at the sharp canines on the edge of her mouth in the moonlight, he finally understood why she was in Mande.

She's a vampire!

Chu Yao raised her eyes to meet the young man's eyes, and she smiled lightly under the moonlight: "Rong Le, are you afraid?" The girl walked in step by step.

Rong Le quickly recovered to his human form, but naked...... He covered the key parts with his hands: "Yaoyao, don't come here, don't look." ”

Still so shy?

Chu Yao stopped laughing, took out a set of clothes from the space and threw it to him: "Put it on, you are covered in injuries now, and you don't look good at all." ”

She turned her back and looked at the moonlight on the side,

The young man couldn't help but blush, looked up to pick up the clothes thrown by Chu Yao, and saw that she turned her back, not only did he feel a little lost in his heart.

He quickly changed his clothes before whispering, "I've changed." ”

"Well, the white tracksuit flatters you very well." Chu Yao looked at the young man who had changed his clothes and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yaoyao, why are you a blood clan?" After a while, Rong Le asked the doubts in his heart, because the difference between a girl and a vampire is too great.

During his time with her, he had hardly seen her suck blood, and he loved to eat human food.

Isn't it that vampires hate human food, and it makes it uncomfortable to eat too much?

Chu Yao nodded: "That's right, I'm a vampire...... But I'm not as inferior as they are, and you can see me as a whole new species. ”

Is it so powerful?

Rong Le thought that he had always regarded Chu Yao as a girl who needed to be protected, and he felt a little embarrassed, it turned out that Yaoyao was much more powerful than himself.