It began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Meng's pupils trembled, and he breathed a breath until his wound was completely healed.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy didn't care, and threw the dagger aside in his hand.

Then he straightened his clothes and then said slowly, "Do you like this welcome ceremony?" ”

Recent times.

He was afraid that she would be bored, and acted every day to win her favor.

The entire Bloodline Castle was transformed into a theatrical stage.

The immortality of the blood clan makes them serious and exaggerated in everything they do.

Even if it is to accompany his own king, he will perform a stage play for his lover.

Every Bloodline is happy to do it.

Li Meng: Do you need to bring out some diseases that cure drama essence to sell?

This time, she thought that she could easily face this kind of fake stage play.

But she found that her mouth was terribly dry.

Finally, the girl's face turned cold.

She reached out and took out the dagger from the coffin and placed it on the table to the side.

Then she was silent for a few seconds before leaning her face to the side, and under her long eyelashes, those eyes that were like morning violets carried a few deep coldness.

"In the future, don't act like this."

The drama of death.

She didn't like it.

After the girl finished speaking, she seemed to walk out without care.

But there was a bang.

Directly into the arms of the boy who suddenly appeared.

She silently reached out and touched her nose, a cold hand already holding her face.

The boy stood quietly in front of her, fingers touching her soft cheeks.

Seeing the ignorance and confusion in her eyes.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and his red eyes had a little more dark and bewildering.

"It's not acting."

His voice was low, with a hint of indifferent coldness.

"That's what I was going to do when I ended my life."

Li Meng's pupils shrank slightly, and her lips pursed.

Cyril swallowed slowly, rubbing her lips with her white and cold fingertips.

Feel the soft and warm lip color of the girl, and under your fingertips, bloom more gorgeous colors.

In his red eyes, those distorted feelings spread out like poisonous snakes.

"If you don't want to accompany me, at the moment before you die, I will dig the most powerful knife in the Light Sacred Weapon into my chest in front of you."

The dagger in the holy weapon, if there is enough light breath, can make a blood clan completely lose its life.

Include...... King.

Li Meng noticed that she was breathing.

Even their own fingertips began to tremble.

It seems that I can't stand that kind of picture.

The boy didn't seem to know that she was scared.

He was like a demon in the dark, his voice hoarse with demagogy.

Muttering seduction.

"If you don't accompany me, I'll accompany you."

Sooner or later, human beings will grow old and die.

If she doesn't want to be forever.

Then he doesn't want either.

The boy lowered his head and rubbed his grievances against her cheeks.

A fine kiss, cool and itchy.

He kissed her frowning brow and kissed the corner of her eye.

This gentleness, with a sense of restraint that borders on morbidity.

On the verge of blackening and collapsing, jumping back and forth.

The fangs on the side of his lips couldn't help but pop out, and with a little strength, he bit the corner of her lip.

can't bear to bite the skin, but it seems more entangled and ambiguous.

Li Meng didn't dodge, her eyes were still clear, but there was a trace of confusion on her face.

The teenager kissed her and kissed her chin.