She saw that the flame was about to burn.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and a pale and slender hand, cold, with soft strength, lightly grasped the chains on her body.

The thick chains were like lumps of sugar, snapped and crunchy.

Countless pieces of chains fell into the flames.

And Li Meng's whole person has fallen forward from the iron cross.

Plunged straight into a cold embrace.

She froze and looked up.

I saw the vampire boy who had just gotten off the carriage hugging her.

His crimson eyes drooped lightly, his pale but gorgeous face like a rose, and under the dark cloak, there was a sense of demonism like a demon in the night.

He hugged her and stepped directly on the top of the high cross.

The slender figure, the dark purple cloak fluttered in the wind, and the skirt of the girl in her arms also fluttered lightly.

The flames under the cross are burning.

but he couldn't lick half a cent of the cross.

His toes landed lightly on the top point.

Holding the girl in his hand, it was like a god who came suddenly.

Elegant, cold, powerful, and mysterious.

His voice was deep and tinged with a chilling anger.

"How dare they bully you?"

When he knew that she had been tied to the cross.

At that moment, the darkness of madness pierced into his cold heart like a thorn, making him bleed from pain.

He was going to kill everything, anyone who dared to hurt her.

Li Meng was finally in a daze, and she immediately grabbed his collar, because the other party's clothes were a little slim, and she pulled it like this.

The boy's neck was strangled.

If it's a human, it's probably suffocating.

Li Meng frowned: "Cyril, put me down." ”

What kind of mess is he coming?

As a male protagonist, it's not good to be an example, and every day I ask her to do what this poor vicious female partner does.

Could it be that he doesn't have any points to brush?

So she has a share, is he jealous?

Cyril didn't care when he saw her, and even ...... The look of self-sacrifice.

His red eyes narrowed dangerously, and under his eyelashes, a clear cold red was sharp and sharp.

"Would you rather be framed and burned to death than protect this stupid bunch of humans?"

Li Meng: "......"

She felt like her head was stuffy like roasted chestnuts.

She was about to say she needed to be burned.

But I heard the screams of humans from below.

Li Meng's fingers grabbed his collar harder, twisting the jewel buttons on his collar.

Cyril looked indifferent, but the feeling of elegance was compromised.

He lowered his eyes coldly as he watched as the Bloods below began to attack the humans.

"You're going to protect this kind of fool who watches you burn to death, and doesn't do anything, I'd rather ...... They were all killed. ”

One last word.

Because the voice was deliberately raised, it spread all over the square.

It was as if it were some kind of cold-hearted command.

The Bloodline is like a sickle that harvests life.

Once they want to kill humans, then there is no way for humans to resist.

Li Meng's brows furrowed, and she saw that the countless crowds below were in chaos.

But not a single one escaped.

The speed of the Bloodline is faster, so fast that it looks like an afterimage.

The evening glow had fallen, and the darkness was gradually covered.

The boy standing on the cross was like coming from hell, and he watched it all happen.

Under the cross, the members of the Holy Alliance were paralyzed in fear.

They begged desperately for mercy.

But the Bloods had already come with cold footsteps, dragging them down one by one.