Li Meng ate this dinner restlessly, she ate a little and heard something poured, and looked back.

This phenomenon has been repeated several times.

And Cyril, who was sitting across from her, looked calm from beginning to end.

There was also a lot less food in front of him.

When Li Meng gave him beef, he heard the sausage hanging on the wall fall again.

She immediately looked back.

And the child in front of her had calmly thrown the beef on his plate out of the window with inhuman speed.

Li Meng muttered: "Is this house aging?" ”

Everything is falling down.

Cyril narrowed his eyes lightly, and said slowly, "Why don't I get you a castle to live in." ”

Li Meng calmly rubbed his hair, "Well, a child with a dream is ambitious." ”

The soft child, with her thin lips curled, hooked coldly, revealing her milky disdain.

It is true that the poor have not seen the world.

After eating, Li Meng packed everything before taking out the fresh light holy water from the basket.

When I was shopping for groceries, I stopped by the Holy Alliance headquarters to get them.

Cyril had just flipped through the half-read potion book when he suddenly sniffed and frowned uncomfortably.

Breath of light.

Although he looks like a human, he is still a blood clan at heart.

And as a child, he is the most fragile form.

It is also the most difficult to endure the breath of light.

Because the breath was too strong, he bit his lip to prevent the fangs from appearing.

This thing must be thrown out, or he will go berserk and she will be in danger.

If the Blood Clan is in a state of starvation for a long time, a little light breath can cause the body to backlash.

At that time he would have a desperate thirst for blood.

Desire to ...... Turn into a beast.

Cyril got out of his chair, his indifferent little face tense, his lips pursed, and his black pupils turned irrepressibly bloody.

He came behind the girl.

I saw her pick up a bottle of light holy water and observe it carefully.

Cyril began to ache all over, his pupils constricted, he gritted his teeth, and fangs appeared on his thin red lips.

The sweetness of a girl.

Let him start to get moving.

He reached out, almost uncontrollably clasped around her waist, eager to drink the blood from under her white, thin skin into his mouth.

At the last moment, he smacked his fingers and gasped violently.

At the time of repression.

A crisp sound of a bottle falling to the ground sounded.

Li Meng slipped because of his hand, and the bottle fell to the ground, and all the light holy water splashed out.

Cyril stood still, some light water splashing into his skin.

His face turned pale and trembled.

The breath of light rushed madly into him, robbing him of life.

If it was a weekday, he was not afraid of this.

But he was now in his most fragile form, any shredded light aura...... It's going to drive him crazy.

Crazy enough to attack that ...... indiscriminately The sweetest people.

Li Meng frowned, and was about to bend down to deal with the things on the ground.

As a result, before she could move, suddenly a small hand grabbed her skirt with a slight force.

She was stunned for a moment and looked down.

But she saw the child standing beside her, with his head bowed, and his hair was full of fluffy blonde hair, hanging down under his eyes.

He whispered, eerily gentle.

"Run."

Li Meng instinctively sensed that something was wrong with him, and immediately reached out to touch him.

As a result, the child hated to raise his hand and waved her away.

"Get out."

He finally couldn't suppress his outburst, and his immature voice was vicious.

Li Meng has a sluggish face, and children are changeable.