"That's not a dream, you see there's your shadow there, and therefore, you're not a ghost." Murong Yinzhu put down the stool and sat down himself, "I saved you with a little special exercise." However, although you did not go to the underworld, you also went to hell. ”

Becoming a vampire is a hellish experience, at least that's what Murong Yinzhu thinks, and then rediscover his position, before figuring out how to survive.

"Hell?" Wang Chuan touched his hands and feet, and then touched his ears and nose, and he gradually woke up from his confusion, and he began to slowly notice the difference in his body, "My body...... And all kinds of feelings are so weird. ”

"It's all too clear, isn't it? Sounds, smells, the sight of seeing things. Murong Yinzhu said slowly, not in a hurry, "The body is full of strength, I feel that I can control everything, and my emotions will all be amplified." ”

Wang Chuan raised his eyes and looked at Murong Yinzhu in a daze.

"Well, it's all a negative effect of this method." Murong Yinzhu said softly, "But there is no way, in order for you to survive, I have no choice." If you can survive and adapt to these calamities, then you will live, and if you can't survive and degenerate into a murderer, I will kill you with my own hands. ”

"The Killer? Hell? Unscathed? Wang Chuan said word by word, when he originally hit the sword, he felt that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that not only survived, but his body also became stronger, but he didn't understand Murong Yinzhu's words, "What kind of method is that?" ”

"You're touching your heart, you're checking your temperature." Murong Yinzhu didn't answer positively, she was only thinking about saving Wang Chuan, and she only thought that she didn't know if the feedback would be successful, but now she suddenly realized that there were so many things to explain, so much that she didn't know how to answer.

Saving people is really much more difficult than killing.

Wang Chuan began to touch his heartbeat, pulse and body temperature suspiciously, his face began to become extremely bad, and after touching it, he looked at Murong Yinzhu and said in horror: "I, I, am I dead?" ”

"If you are not dead, you are not alive, but if you can maintain human sanity and maintain the feelings you should have, then you are still alive." Murong Yinzhu said softly and sighed, "You heard about me, from now on, you don't have to eat human food." ”

"Then that I ......" Wang Chuan was so panicked that he didn't know what to do, and touched his chest over and over again.

"The chicken." Murong Yinzhu got up, took a bowl, then walked to the live chicken, cut his neck with a dagger, and then continued to squeeze into the bowl and handed it to Wang Chuan, "Drink it." ”

Wang Chuan was stunned, then took the bowl, swallowed his saliva, his eyes were red, and his fangs couldn't help but pop out: he raised his head and drank all the chicken blood.

In this way, with the help of Murong Yinzhu, Wang Chuan ate his first meal and did not give him human blood to drink, for fear that he would become addicted to it and kill people for fun.

"Am I a monster now?" Wang Chuan was full and calmed down a lot, sat on the stool, and looked at Murong Yinzhu, "Miss Yinzhu, are you too?" ”

In her eyes, a little bright, a little tentative, mixed with many indescribable things, so complicated that Murong Yinzhu regretted for a moment that she had just saved this person, and all those suppressed doubts came up, how should she answer him?