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Chang Xi frowned slightly, her long, cold eyes were cold, and her beautiful pupils were covered with a layer of crimson.

This kid is too ruthless, could it be that he drank him as a blood Gu?

Also, the ancient goods of more than 4,000 years are naturally the ancestors of blood Gu.

Still, that's fine.

The winner gets his favor, and presumably he won't pursue him and Twilight's affairs anymore.

"Twilight is mine, it's my ......" Ying Tu tasted the sweet blood in his mouth, and kept babbling in his mouth, almost crazy.

On that beautiful face, the original fair complexion was a little dark, and a trace of blood-red light gradually dissolved into the light purple eyes.

Coupled with that bloodthirsty expression and lip flaps stained with fresh blood, the originally beautiful young man's face changed in the blink of an eye.

The zombie ghost, which resembles a green-faced fang, has just come out of the pile of corpses, his eyes are chaotic and dull, and green tendons erupt on his smooth forehead, and his expression is painful but extremely enjoyable.

Chang Xi lowered her long, narrow and cold eyes, and there was a bit of coldness in her deep eyes.

He let Ying Tu bite his arm, bright red blood scattered on the blue blades of grass, and dragged Ying Tu towards the blood pool at the top of the mountain.

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In the blood clan, there is a saying about blood, that is, it refers to blood tribulation.

In layman's terms, it is a method for low-level blood clans to suck the blood of high-level blood clans and break through the limits in their bodies, so as to achieve a certain sense of blood exchange and improve their own abilities.

This method is extremely dangerous.

Because the lower blood clan simply cannot withstand the pure blood of the higher blood clan, and the powerful power that exists in the blood.

If you are not careful, your whole body will swell and die.

However, the Ying clan has been a high-level blood clan since ancient times, and it is extremely similar to Chang Xi's blood.

Even if you are too young, you can still take a risk and refine your blood essence.

Therefore, there was a rumor among the blood clan: A mouthful of blood from the Great Sect Master of Chang is worth a thousand years of fireworks in the world.

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At night, Twilight didn't know how long it took to sleep before waking up.

She was covered with a thin blanket that slipped down her waist and half of it was already dragging to the ground.

The stubborn lord sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed, and with a worry on his face, he said, "Are you awake? ”

"Well, what time is it?" Twilight sat up and tossed the blanket aside.

It's time for her to go to Chang Xi's house.

After waiting for thousands of years, she was about to be devoured by boundless longing, and her endless possessiveness went crazy.

The stubborn lord glanced up at the time and said, "It's eight o'clock." What are you going to do? ”

Xu was instinctive, he subconsciously wanted to keep Twilight, unwilling to let Twilight out of his sight.

He always felt that once he let go of the twilight tonight and waited until dawn tomorrow, everything would be different.

"You go back first." Twilight's faint words lingered in the room, cold and lukewarm.

How could she have forgotten that there was still a stubborn master......

The stubborn master clearly saw a trace of irritability in Twilight's eyes, and his beautiful eyes tightened suddenly, and the tip of his heart ached.

Twilight annoys him, annoys him......

How so?

He has never provoked Twilight, he has always been very well-behaved and works hard.

Twilight changed his clothes and walked out, and at a glance he saw the tearful appearance of the stubborn master, and his irritable mood suddenly softened a little.

She thought about it carefully, and there was no picture of bullying the stubborn master in her thoughts, so she walked up to the stubborn master and asked reasonably: "What are you crying about?" ”

In her memory, the stubborn lord has always been innocent and romantic, happy and happy, and has nothing to do with tears.

It's just that now I'm more and more sentimental, and I have sadness buried in my temperament, and I cry at every turn.

Does it have anything to do with her?

If she could, she didn't want to.

"I didn't cry," the stubborn man's voice became softer, mixed with a pitiful fragility: "I just suddenly felt sad in my heart, and I was so sad that I was about to die." ”

"......" Twilight was suddenly silent, what kind of sin did she create?

"Twilight, don't go, don't go out tonight, will you stay with me?" The stubborn lord pleaded in a low voice, hugging Twilight, and refusing to let go.

Originally, he was still three points unsure, but now that he saw Twilight's expression, he had no doubts at all.

Tonight, it's either Chang Xi or Win, he can guess, it's proper, he can't run.

Twilight gently wrapped her arms around the recalcitrant lord and patted him on the back, not knowing how to persuade him.

She wasn't good at expressing emotions and didn't know how to deal with things like that.

In this world, there are situations that only happen that you will know how overwhelmed you are.

The stubborn lord is silent, no longer pleading, no longer humbling.

However, the fiery tears rolled down with the passage of time and poured on Twilight's neck.

One drop, two drops, three drops......

The tears of the stubborn lord are like a star in the sky, the color is beautiful and crystal clear, with a sad body temperature.

He seemed to use all his strength to hug Twilight.

The two excessively sad lips were stained with wet tears, and they opened a little gap slightly, looking for the lip flap of twilight, trembling and kissing the past.

He was so frightened that he couldn't bear to lose, so he could only call Twilight's name over and over again, longing for Twilight's response: "Twilight, Twilight......"

He wanted to tell Twilight that in the past thousand years, his love for her was no worse than that of others, not at all.

Twilight tilted her head slightly, and greeted the gentle and delicate kiss of the stubborn master.

A few hot tears fell on her lips, slid into the tip of her cold tongue, and were sipped into her mouth.

That's the taste of the stubborn.

It used to be like a little candy in the store, sweet as honey, always tempting her throat and causing her to ask for it wantonly.

Now the candy has expired, changed color, aged taste, and seeps bitterness into the bones.

As soon as it entered her throat, it blocked her sense of taste, and the indulgent bitterness spread straight to the bottom of her heart, and even choked her heart twice.

The heart hurts terribly.

But I don't know who it is for.

"Twilight, leave, I want to ......" The stubborn lord kissed Twilight, his voice with tears in his eyes was confused, with a crispness that pierced the bone marrow.

His hands gradually became confused, and he presumptuously held Twilight in his arms, and began to tear Twilight's clothes.

Twilight was slightly stunned, and her silver eyes were full of light, and she was about to stop the stubborn master.

Today, no.

She couldn't allow it.

However......

There was a light sound of footsteps outside the house, and the curtain of the door was lifted, sending in a little coolness, and patches of goose-down-like beautiful snow and rain.

In the wind and snow, a white dress suddenly stopped, stood outside the threshold, plucked the door curtain with one hand, her beautiful lips raised slightly, and smiled lightly: "What are you doing?" ”

His right hand, which hung down at his side, didn't have much strength, and two or three cuts were torn in his plain white sleeve, stained with a large patch of blood.

The phalanges are distinct and slender, trembling slightly.

The bright red blood was terrifying and enchanting, slid down Yurun's beautiful fingertips, and fell to the ground.

Tick, tick.

The bleeding does not stop......

"Changxi ......" The stubborn lord's tears flickered, and a beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain looked at the people at the door.

His shoulders shook a little, and he subconsciously wanted to escape, but he always stood firm and didn't let go of Twilight.

He won't run away again, no matter who he's facing.