Pitch dark night.

Fragments of rain.

Deep dark alleys.

She was dragged to the ground by her ankles, inch by inch, struggling to move forward.

The woman wears a long black dress.

Her long blonde hair was wet and mud-stained against her bloodied body, obscuring her eyes.

It was a pair of silver-gray eyes glowing with cold light, cold as ice, full of cruelty and bloodlust.

"It's ...... Where? ”

In my memory, the sky was as dark as the end of the world.

The storm roared incessantly.

She fell into the world in a thunderbolt of lightning, as if she had fallen into boundless darkness.

Hungry!

Thirsty!

Blood!

She dragged her broken body, and a trace of thought as thin as a cicada's wings remained in her mind, and broke into the brightly lit modern city.

There had never been a time in her heart that she had been so desperate for warm blood.

"Do you want to drink blood?"

In the dark corner, the man held out a white, thin finger at her.

Her silver-gray pupils shrank suddenly, and even in the dark, she could still see everything.

She could clearly see the cyan veins on the man's wrist and bite them without hesitation and recklessly.

Bang!

A pan smashed into the back of her head.

She couldn't see the man's appearance, only in the moment of her coma, she saw the man in a shirt as white as snow, and the corners of his gently curved lips hooked a fleeting weird smile......

That should be an extremely beautiful man.

He has a powerful aura of death, and he is not good!

Damn it!

The man's face looked like that of a human being, and she choked on a breath of horror in the almost disappearing blood, and her heart rushed back into the blood.

…………

Late at night, it was still drizzling outside.

In the room, under the light, the woman was soaking wet.

She has long hair, cold and unparalleled facial features, and the delicate and beautiful contours of her face seem to have stepped out of the painting wall, with a dark, hazy color.

Long, thick lashes are wet.

A pair of narrow Gu Feng eyes squinted gently, revealing the light color of silver as the moon.

His lips were red like blood, and his straight nose was breathless.

Bloodlines don't need to breathe, and they don't have a heartbeat.

It seemed to him that it should be the color of blood......

Li Mubai, 24 years old, is a history lecturer at Liangcheng University.

The real class is: a vampire hunter.

He was born with the ability to hear the voices of vampires, so he chose to walk in the darkness and dance with demons.

Last night, he picked up a woman.

No.

It should be an ugly woman!

This woman is extremely 'malnourished'.

The long golden hair gradually turned to dust.

Her face turned pale and thin, and the flesh of her fingers began to disappear.

Rumor has it that vampires have no soul and no reincarnation.

They are cursed by the sun, and when they disappear, they will disappear and disappear.

As a result, all pure-blooded bloods, who are vampires by birth, have a dark talent unlike any other.

All vampires have the ability to heal themselves, but can turn to dust if they break their necks, impale their hearts with silverware, or expose themselves to sunlight.

And this purebred vampire he picked up, based on her appearance and abilities, she should be Twilight.

It is rumored that Twilight has a strong self-healing power.

She is not afraid of silver, she is not afraid of sunlight, and in a very short time, she can regrow bones, flesh and skin.

Poop! Poop!

Late at night, the bell had just struck twelve o'clock in the morning.

More than 200 stab wounds, gunshot wounds, and bloody wounds on the woman's body were healing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Sadly, her hair didn't grow back.

She should be the kind of 'orthodox blood favored by God' as the teacher said.

Purebred bloods are extremely difficult to reproduce, and as a result, purebred bloods have remained extremely rare for thousands of years.

If you can take her heart and eat it, you may be able to save her life.

The premise is that the rules of hunting and the agreement between humans and bloodlines cannot be broken.

…………

"Thirsty, thirsty ......"

Messy thoughts, staccato babbles, long eyelashes fluttering gently.

Twilight opened her eyes, and a dazzling ray of sunlight shone into her eyes.

Snow-white walls, a choking smell of potions, and a middle-aged fat man with a half-short ponytail, wearing a beige suit, and a seriously out of shape.

Twilight's face changed, and her dark pupils shrank suddenly!

Damn it!

This ugly and fat man, wouldn't it be the man who made her heart flutter yesterday?

Twilight is about to get up, only to find her on a drip?

What's the use of giving her a potion?!

As soon as she touched her head, her face was instantly covered with black lines, and her hair should have fallen out.

Although she has a strong self-healing ability, she can't grow hair instantly, which is a shortcoming.

The fat man saw that Twilight was awake, and asked nervously, "Miss Twilight, are you awake?" Would you like to drink some water? ”

"How do you know my name is Twilight?" Twilight looked sharply at the fat man.

The fat man shuddered and replied cautiously, "Yes, Mr. Li said it." ”

Twilight's eyes sank, Mr. Li?

The fat man held an apple in his hand and said, "Miss Twilight, do you eat apples?" ”

"Don't."

Whatever it was, she refused.

Apples, water, and men, all refused.

The fat man subconsciously avoided Twilight's eyes, took out a bag of hospital blood from the drawer, and asked hesitantly, "So, do you drink blood?" ”

A strange light flashed in Twilight's eyes.

She said slowly: "This, you can have it." ”

As he spoke, Twilight took the blood bag and put it in front of her nose and sniffed it.

it!

Overdue?

However, few are better than nothing.

The fat man couldn't help but shudder as he watched Twilight drink all the blood packets in one go.

He hurriedly took out two more bags of blood, raised his hands above his head, and respectfully offered: "Please, please!" Don't drink me! ”

"Huh!"

Twilight sucked the blood from the blood bag and glanced at the fat man, a hint of disgust flashing in his dark pupils.

She didn't want this kind of goods to give her for nothing.

After a while, the fat man cautiously asked, "Miss Twilight, are you ready?" ”

"It's ok. What is your name? ”

Twilight leaned lazily against the head of the bed, her eyes pale and a bag of unopened blood in her hand.

It's a strange gesture, like a bloodthirsty devil.

The fat man took out a business card from his pocket and said, "The little surname is Zhang, Zhang Hu, and he is Mr. Li's assistant." ”

"Mr. Li? Is he good-looking? Twilight asked.

Perhaps, this Mr. Li is the beautiful man who made her heart flutter for a moment last night.

"Good, good-looking!" For this question, Zhang Hu nodded again and again.

Sure enough, different kinds of women are enthusiastic and unrestrained when they speak!

A breeze blew from behind Zhang Hu, and the door of the house opened by itself.

A white hand rested on Zhang Hu's shoulder, the finger bones were slender and the joints were distinct.

The man's voice was slightly cold, delicate as silk, clear and beautiful: "Who are you talking about?" ”

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