But it was reminding Shen Meng that after the coming-of-age ceremony, she would have no use value, and she should die.

Shen Meng looked a little helpless, sat back in his wheelchair, and coughed lightly, feeling that his entire lungs were going to cough out, extremely uncomfortable, and his face was flushed, but his head was always thinking calmly.

A very grim fact, everyone in this world really wants her to die.

Damier looked at Shen Meng in fear, this blind and sick vampire in her mind, just at the moment when she almost burst her heart, she heard Shen Meng's voice, in a voice that only she heard.

Glutinous and softly said.

"Good, don't mess with me, and don't mess with him."

And this sentence, Zhongli also heard.

……

The scene was quiet again, and the quiet sound of almost a needle falling could be heard, and the servants looked at Shen Meng with fear, and even looked at Shen Meng like she was sick and about to die, and they didn't think she was really so weak.

This is also Shen Meng's purpose, her energy is limited, her body is too weak, and she can't watch out for everyone with high intensity, so the best way is to let some people who want to kill her weigh their own level and avoid some unnecessary trouble.

"Thank you......" Zhongli's voice sounded behind him, his voice was muffled, a little restrained and cautious, as if he didn't know why this high-level blood clan in front of him wanted to save himself.

"Can you stay with me?" Shen Meng spoke.

Subsequently, the maid who took care of Shen Meng was very sensible and asked Zhongli to take over and push Shen Meng around the castle.

"Why do you want to save me...... Shen Meng heard Zhongli talking behind him, Shen Meng couldn't see Zhongli's expression, but he could feel the confusion in Zhongli's voice, as well as some uneasiness.

After all, he is a low-level blood slave, the most despicable, the human world does not tolerate it, in the world of vampires, it is just an existence that is trampled on, and all vampires with pure blood, even disgusted and touching blood slaves, feel that even if they see it, it is a kind of pollution.

As he spoke, Zhongli was looking at Shen Meng, and his appearance was even more predictive, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't seem to trust anyone easily and question everyone.

"Because you're very lonely, you're from the outside world, can you tell me about the outside world in the future?" Shen Meng heard Zhongli's words and spoke, his godless eyes looked into the distance, as if he wanted to see something, but what he always saw was the same gray-black.

"In the future, you will be my person, and I will cover you." Shen Meng's voice opened softly.

My people, will cover you?

Zhongli listened to Shen Meng's two sentences, with doubts in his eyes, as if he wanted to understand the meaning of these two sentences, no one had ever said this to him.

But he doesn't hate it, this feeling of being covered and protected is not bad.

Although, now he doesn't need it anymore.

"Alright, put your hand out." Shen Meng left the mouth at the bell.

Zhongli stretched out his hand suspiciously, and then saw Shen Meng groping for a bottle of ointment from his wheelchair pocket and smearing it on Zhongli.

As a representative of the frail and sickly, Shen Meng's medicine on his body is naturally the most complete, and it is the best, benign and neutralizes the physique of humans and vampires.