He took a slow step forward.

The men immediately backed away, looking at him as if they were looking at some kind of flood beast.

In a trance, it was like going back to the past.

Wen Shiyu's hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, his gaze searched the crowd, and finally slowly fell on Song Yixi's fair and clear face.

He muttered her name: "Song Yixi......"

The people around him screamed and quickly dispersed when he approached, Tang Nuan'er only knew Song Yixi alone, her nails were deeply embedded in her flesh, and she screamed in a low voice: "Song Yixi, go quickly!" Come on! ”

Leave this madman, leave this monster!

Song Yixi didn't move, she watched the man approaching her step by step, and the blood all over her body was hot.

The man looked at her fixedly, his cold eyes were at a loss, he stretched out his bloodstained hand, wanting to touch her, but he seemed to be afraid of something, and said cautiously: "Don't be afraid of me, Song Yixi, don't be afraid of me......"

Tang Nuan'er was already frightened and dragged her desperately: "Song Yixi! Let's go! "What the hell is she hesitating about!

Song Yixi looked into Wen Shiyu's eyes, and in the next second, she pursed her lips, directly pushed away Tang Nuan'er, who was holding her tightly, stepped forward decisively, and hugged the man in front of her!

Tang Nuan'er's eyes widened in shock instantly.

Song Yixi, she's crazy?

What is she doing?

Wen Shiyu's body shook and looked at her incredulously.

Song Yixi hugged the man's slightly trembling body, and his voice was clear: "I'm not afraid of you!" Not at all! ”

Her melodious voice spread in this silent night, like a small hammer, directly knocking open the heart that has been frozen for a long time in the temperature time domain!

He looked at her in a daze, his pupils trembling violently.

Wu Sen was stunned for two seconds, and then reacted that his eyes turned red for a moment, and he turned his head and wiped his face hard.

Bai Zheng looked at Song Yixi's fearless and resolute slender back, his heart beat fiercely, and he seemed to understand the reason why Wen Shiyu would become like this in a trance.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, Song Yixi's warm hand was placed on the man's back, and he patted him comfortingly, and his voice was gentle and delicate unique to women: "You are, what are you afraid of." ”

She rubbed his cold cheek lightly and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Shiyu." ”

Wen Shiyu slowly put his stiff hand behind her back, feeling the warmth transmitted from her, and the strength of his body was unloaded in an instant,

Song Yixi hurriedly supported him, she squatted down, stroked his pale and blood-stained face with her hand, and her eyes were bright: "My blood is for you to drink, okay?" ”

Wen Shiyu nodded in a daze under her gentle gaze.

The people around didn't know when to leave, and only the two of them were left.

In the silent space, Song Yixi pulled the clothes around his neck.

The skin is exposed to the air and is cool.

The whiteness of his eyes stimulated Wen Shiyu's nerves, and he trembled and put his hand on her shoulder, almost impatiently leaning up.

The teeth cracked open the skin, and the sweet blood rushed into the throat.

Song Yixi's eyelashes flashed slightly, she stretched out her slender and soft fingers, stroked his hair, and her eyes seemed to be drowning in starlight: "Shiyu, you don't like Tang Nuan'er, right?" ”

Wen Shiyu buried his head in her neck, his consciousness was confused, and he didn't hear her question clearly.

Song Yixi didn't mind, her thin lips curled slightly, put it to his ear, and said softly: "I don't like Qin Tong either, you remember." ”