Night, a dead church, full moon outside the window.

Murong Yinzhu hid in a dark corner, holding his breath and concentrating, with a slender silver needle between each finger of his right hand, waiting for the appearance of his prey.

"Little friend of the Murong family, are you waiting for me?" A low and smiling male voice suddenly sounded in Murong Yinzhu's left ear.

Murong Yinzhu couldn't help but be surprised, this was different from what her brother told her, the Night Charm Beast couldn't speak, how could it make a sound?

Murong Yinzhu pursed his mouth, and his left elbow quickly pushed back, forcing the man away, and then flicked his hand back, hitting the silver needles between his fingers, each of which went towards the man's fatal acupuncture points.

The other party chuckled, snapped his fingers, and the rapid silver needles stopped at half a decimeter in front of his body, and after half a second, "ding" a few times, all the silver needles magically landed.

Murong Yinzhu only saw the figure flash for a moment, and then appeared in front of her—almost close to her, a pair of eyes that radiated evil light were full of teasing, as if she were a guinea pig on the experimental table.

And her hands were already held by him, and she couldn't move at all.

"Who are you?" Murong Yinzhu tried his best to keep his composure, and asked in a deep voice, his hand secretly exerted himself, but he couldn't break free, "I'm just here to catch a night ghost beast." ”

"Really? I don't think the night phantom beast will ever get here. The man said with a wicked smile, and then suddenly leaned over slightly and approached Murong Yinzhu's ear, "As for who I am, if you have the ability, just check it." ”

"You ......" As soon as Murong Yinzhu asked this word, he immediately knew who he was, no, he knew what he was.

The cold touch, the cold breath, and the non-existent heartbeat, the sensation caused by the two sharp things on the neck was unusually clear.

"You ......"

"Yes, I'm a vampire." The man replied, without the slightest warmth.

Then, Murong Yinzhu only felt a small tingling pain coming from the carotid artery in his neck—it was he who found the lower mouth.

After the sting, there is the feeling of being so happy that I am about to die, I want to stay in this second for the rest of my life, and the joy and satisfaction that my body feels at this moment has never been before.

She felt the blood drain from her body, and her consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally she remembered that a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in front of her, and the hot, salty, sweet liquid that was attached to her mouth.

Two days later -

"Get out of the way, Yu'er!" In the light of tears, Murong Yinzhu saw his father holding a silver sword and pointed at his son, who had always been proud, and shouted angrily, "Let me dispose of this monster." ”

What should it be like to be called a monster by your father?

Murong Yinzhu stood behind his brother Murong Hongyu, and his heart, which was not beating, also throbbed for a while.

"Father, it's not about Yinzhu." Murong Hongyu blocked his sister tightly, his voice was so sad, "Father, if you want to blame me, I got the wrong information to tell her that there was a night ghost beast there, but I didn't expect to meet ......"

"It's useless to blame anyone." The father turned his face sideways and took a step closer, "Now, she is no longer human, and nothing can change the fact!" ”

"No, it's not ......," Murong Hongyu said stubbornly, "She's my sister." ”

"That vampire fed her vampire blood and killed her, she's dead, you're just protecting an evil thing!" Father's merciless words.

Yes, she was indeed fed back by a vampire, she was indeed dead, there was no heartbeat, no pulse, no temperature, she was a vampire.