Shen Meng's voice was sweet and soft, she stroked her hands and ankles, the chains were gone, but the traces remained, and the skin in those two positions was blue and purple, and there were strangulation marks.

It's terrifying to look at.

"Because...... They've all grown up here. Shen Meng was holding something in both hands, a red thing, still beating faintly.

That was Shen Meng's heart.

Vampires are almost immortal beings, and the only way to get them dead is to break their hearts, which are the most vulnerable things in a vampire.

Under normal circumstances, the heart is in the heart of the blood clan, beating weakly.

"I want to ...... I...... The best way to get revenge has been found. Shen Meng's face was as pale as paper, and now he was standing on the edge of the balcony, his body shaky, but his face showed an extremely bright and bright smile.

"As you said, if I want to live better than die, then...... I'll take a little revenge on you. Shen Meng laughed, and his pale face came alive, like a mischievous girl, smiling at Zhongli, her blue eyes reflecting Zhongli's appearance.

"Don't, don't ......" Zhongli tried his best, wanting to catch something, wanting to catch the person in front of him.

He was confident and conceited, thinking that he was now strong and in control.

Can...... That's just what he thought.

At the moment when Zhongli's hand touched Shen Meng.

She crushed her own heart.

The powerful vampire, even the most fragile heart, is so strong that no one can damage it, and Shen Meng is already weak, and with the torture of these days and the corrosion of drugs, the heart has long been fragile and vulnerable.

Gently squeeze it.

"You'll be fine, you'll be fine......" Zhongli seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and now he could only repeat this sentence constantly, hugging Shen Meng.

Without hesitation, he tore open his blood vessels, letting the blood seep into Shen Meng's hollow left chest little by little.

His bloodline is very special, and now he is almost desperate to feed Shen Meng's blood, which briefly brings Shen Meng's dilated pupils back to his senses.

"Miss, Miss...... Stay, don't go, don't go. Zhongli's voice choked, almost humbly pleading, constantly trying to use all kinds of methods to save Shen Meng's life.

He boasted that he was so powerful that no matter how powerful his enemies were, he could easily kill them.

However, there was no way to save the lives of those who loved one.

"I was wrong, Miss has never done anything wrong, I don't need to bear anyone's retaliation, Miss's biggest mistake is to save me." The bell left the mouth and hugged the person in his arms.

If he had died like that, maybe his young lady wouldn't have to suffer all the pain she has now.

Blood poured into Shen Meng's chest and mouth little by little, dyeing Shen Meng's originally pale lips bright red, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her hand.

The cold hands were terrifying, just like the appearance of the cold curled up in Zhongli's arms for several days and nights.

"Cold." Shen Meng's voice was hoarse.

"It's not cold, I'll hold Miss, and I'll hold Miss every day to sleep in the future, and warm up Miss." Zhongli showed a smile on his face that was even uglier than crying, and carefully hugged Shen Meng, holding the person in his arms whose body was becoming cold little by little.

But is there a future?