She was about to resist, but after a pain in her neck, she felt a kind of happiness and pleasure that she had never felt before, which made her whole body soften, and slowly closed her eyes, never wanting to resist again.

Murong Yinzhu was very satisfied, she raised her head, everything in the darkness was so clear, especially Su Wanru's neck, she licked her sharp fangs with the tip of her tongue, buried her head again, and sucked out the blood from the two small holes that she poked open.

It turns out that directly sucking the blood of the living is such a feeling, and I can't stop it, as if it is the most enjoyable thing in the world. It's not just satiety, it's many, many other wonderful feelings.

Brother, I'm sorry.

Brother, I don't want to, but I've always been hungry......

Brother, will you blame me?

Brother, I'm ...... Will he become a vampire who no longer has a mind?

No!

Brother is like a wake-up call for two words, so that Murong Yinzhu still has a trace of reason in this forgetful satisfaction, she suddenly let go, shook her hand, and threw Su Wanru to the side like a chicken.

"If you don't want to die, get out." She said, her voice low and hoarse.

Her heart is very chaotic now, it is the instinct of being a vampire and the words of her brother and the reason that she does not want to be a degenerate in the struggle, not to show mercy to Su Wanru's subordinates, but not to kill people, not to dare to kill.

"What have you done to me? Why did you get a wound on my neck? Is it to kill me? Or is it some other sorcery? In the dead silence, Su Wanru asked softly, "Who are you?" If you are not from the Murong family, I can beg the prince to let you go, and you don't even have to go to the streets. ”

"I'm Murong Yinzhu." Murong Yinzhu said, "I don't have to let anyone go, get out." ”

"Although you can subdue me, you will not be the prince's opponent." Su Wanru said again, she had returned to normal, "With the spiritual power you just showed, it would be easy for him to kill you." ”

"Really? Then I'll wait. Murong Yinzhu took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and there were some small voices in her ears, someone was hurrying over, she spoke again, "Su Wanru, the prince is here." ”

Su Wanru stood up, Murong Yinzhu couldn't see what she had done in the dark, but the torch suddenly lit up, she raised her head high, looked condescendingly at Murong Yinzhu sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, and said again: "I know you are not Murong Yinzhu." ”

"Whatever you want."

"It's good that the prince is here, I have a good idea, I think we can work together." Su Wanru's face flickered in the firelight, her voice was full of calculation, her fingers with white light swept across the wound on her neck, the wound instantly scabbed, she slowly buttoned her collar, "I won't tell the prince what you did to me just now." ”

Murong Yinzhu didn't bother to speak, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

"Wanru, are you alright? How did you get here? Your wounds are not healed yet. Sure enough, King Yin Luoxuan flashed into the cell with a very fast figure, and reached out and took Su Wanru into his arms, "Didn't you say that she was handed over to me for disposal?" How ...... it?"

Murong Yinzhu opened his eyes and looked indifferently at the men and women in front of him who were as deep as the sea, beautiful and beautiful, and incomparably matched.

"I have a better idea." Su Wanru obediently snuggled into Yin Luoxuan's arms, and said softly, "I won't kill her, we can inform Murong Fei about Murong Yinzhu's parade on the street." ”