Li Meng walked for a while, and finally saw the door.

This is the only door in this corridor, and the black copper and iron door panel has an unusually ornate pattern of rose branches.

And among the countless branches, in the middle of an inverted triangle sign, a bat with outstretched wings is depicted.

It looks very evil, but it is gorgeous.

Li Meng felt that this door was expensive to look at, and it didn't look like a door to the back mountain.

Thinking of the unreliable way the map was drawn, she stepped back in silence, feeling that she should be on the wrong path.

As a result, without waiting for her to take a step, she returned the same way.

Squeak –

A cold, heavy, and strange voice rang out.

The door opened slowly and automatically.

A rich red carpet appeared at the feet, and a circular hall appeared behind the door.

Countless white candles burn, illuminating the place.

In the middle is a black coffin.

The cold and smooth coffin is painted with incumbersome patterns.

In the middle of the coffin lid is the same inverted triangular bat logo as on the door.

Li Meng looked at this place, extremely unlucky.

The coffin and white candles are all there, and the wind is gusting, the ghost is full of energy, and the aura of the ancient tomb is fully open.

Just scatter a piece of paper money and set up a tombstone.

She frowned slightly, and looked at the map again with a serious expression.

Isn't it the right, it's the left?

Thinking that time was running out, she turned around without hesitation, and her fluffy little skirt swirled in a beautiful arc.

Just about to let those teenagers and girls go back the same way with her.

But I felt that the corners of my skirt were grabbed by something.

Behind her...... Someone?

No, there is only one coffin, is it ......

Li Meng's eyes were cold, and without any hesitation, she immediately looked back.

It's still the coffin, the hall, the candle.

A hint of stunned appeared on the girl's serious face.

She was silent for a moment, then reacted back and lowered her eyes coldly.

The neat and tidy skirt was pinched by a small piece of fabric by a white and soft little hand.

The owner of the finger, expressionless on the front, looked up at her.

Li Meng: "......"

A child?

His little face was tender and cute, his fluffy blonde hair hung softly, and a few strands of messy dull hair were raised at will.

Beautiful black eyes, round and pure like a cat's pupils.

The small body wears loose and soft pajamas, the collar is open, revealing a slender neck, and the milky white shoulders are half-hidden under the clothes.

He raised his face indifferently, and saw the girl looking down, just in time to see her beautiful clear red eyes.

Bloodline?

Not right-

He narrowed his eyes strangely, and sniffed again.

The rich sweetness came from her, and the delicious smell that was tempting and crazy instantly penetrated his reason and crushed his calmness.

The feeling of hunger and thirst made his throat feel like it had been burned by fire.

He licked the fangs that were about to pop out of his lips.

She's not a Bloodline.

Humans mixed with the Bloodline......

His soft face was about to reveal a grim and cruel smile.

But seeing that the girl had turned around, she squatted down lightly, and the refreshing soft fragrance also followed.

The ruthless king is just about to reveal his predator side.

saw that the girl had reached out her hand, and her slender and beautiful fingertips fell lightly on his hair.

Then rub it gently.

It's like touching a cat's hair.

The Ruthless King: "......"

The maiden finally determined something, and she calmly said, "You are human. ”

This is an insult to the Bloodline.

It's like telling a human being that you're a pig.

As a noble and excellent leader of the blood clan, a trace of cold killing intent appeared in Cyril's beautiful round pupils.

He stretched out his tender little hand, just about to catch this unknown prey.

The girl had already reached out and put her hand under his armpit, and then held his thigh, and took him directly into her arms.

He was caught off guard and buried his face in her chest.

The sweet and soft aroma that he had never felt before, like a violent wave, came violently and pounced on him in the face.

Before he could drink the blood, he had been conquered by this sweetness.

He didn't even have any intention of resisting, and he even forgot that the noble blood clan was being held like this by a human.

What a shame it is.

His deep soft little hand immediately took the initiative to grab her shoulder, and he struggled to raise his head, and then he saw her beautiful white neck.

White and tender skin as soft as pudding.

It exudes an alluring atmosphere.

He rubbed his way up, his thin lips open, trying to bite it.

The girl thought that he was going to fall, but immediately her face was expressionless, serious, very calm, and she reached out and pressed the back of his head and pressed it hard.

Pressed his face into his clothes again.

Noble King: "......"