The dark creatures that had been fangs and claws shrank back in an instant, pretending that they were not living or thinking creatures, but the unremarkable decoration of the manor, frozen crookedly in mid-air, like a laughing clown in a mime.

The terrifying canary in the blood prison has woken up again! Run! Run! Run!

The beauty's platinum-blonde long wavy hair shone in the hazy moonlight.

"I'm here for you, Miss Canary."

"You're not my master." The canary's nails sank deep into the beauty's skin, the greedy woman licked off the blood that slipped out, and the long hair scattered was more somber than the night: "I'll eat you." ”

If it weren't for the vassals of this manor, it would be eaten by her, clucking, and the master would also be eaten by her, eaten, eaten, she was so hungry.

"Eat." The beautiful woman's voice was elegantly seductive, he was pulling the dream of sin, the blood-red vertical pupils were more mysterious than the red moon, and the blue tendons went from the corners of the eyes to the temples hidden under the blonde hair, "As long as you can be full." ”

The canary tilted her head and thought about it, she withdrew her blood-red fingertips, happily like a greedy little beast, enjoying the flawless right index finger of the beauty, and the ink pupils were not instantaneous, reflecting the familiar figure on the other side.

Crunch, squeak, squeak.

The well-fed canary spread her broken wings, purred contentedly from her chest, obediently rubbed the snatcher's palm, and left the cage that had imprisoned her for tens of thousands of years without hesitation.

"Hey!" The dizzy drunkard put down the barrel full of alcohol and spewed out a mouth full of wine, and the swollen muscles made his obviously ill-fitting clothes funny and ridiculous: "Have you heard? Legend has it that medieval vampires have reappeared. ”

The coquettish dancer laughed and fell into the arms of the clanging hooligan, she licked the thin lips of the concubine, and exhaled the sweet aroma in her mouth: "The blood clan of the Middle Ages? Now, what's so strange, according to me, those handsome monsters that suck human blood should have appeared a long time ago before humans and monsters tore their skins, and now they appeared, and it's too late, and the territory has been divided by those greedy things. Monsters walking in the dark will not welcome this late companion either. ”

"Phew." The drunkard spat and recalled the wanted notice he saw today, which cleared his mind a little: "It doesn't matter, the important thing is that the vampire is followed by a strange canary." ”

"Strange canary?" The drunken hooligan was drinking, grinning and revealing his long gray tail, the scales were bundled, like a sharp blade, and the slightly transparent scales wriggled with white things: "Can there be a strange tail of Lao Tzu?" ”

"Ahh The dancer wrapped herself around the hooligan's body as softly as a bone, pinched the hooligan's nose reproachfully and twisted it: "This is the sign of Emperor Xiao's command, what's strange." ”

"If you want me to say, little baby, no one in the world is as strange as you." The hooligan laughed and was hairy on the dancer's body. He stuffed his hairy head into his full chest and took a deep breath, the spicy milky scent that made the little man nostalgic: "You didn't do anything, but strangely stole my heart." ”