"Don't!"

Xue Ying, who was so frightened that she couldn't say a word for a long time, suddenly shouted and broke free from the shackles of King Lu.

But her series of struggles were simply futile for a green ghost with many years of cultivation.

She even felt the moment her sharp teeth touched her skin, and she thought in despair that she was going to die here.

She is not reconciled!

Because she hasn't found Nalan Modye's cool spirit yet!

Just as she felt a tingling pain in her neck, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Lord Wang, wouldn't it be a pity to take her life like this?"

After this sentence was finished, what Xue Ying expected did not happen, although Lord Lu did not let go of her, but the bloody mouth was a little far away from her neck.

And Xue Ying's whole person was already frozen there, forgetting all struggles and shouting, quiet as a puppet.

It's just because the voice she heard is the same as Nalan Moran!

She wanted to turn her head immediately to see the direction in which the voice came from, but she was still shackled by Lord Lu, and she couldn't move at all, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Lord Lu's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the good things he had disturbed, and said with a little coldness: "Oh? What do you think? ”

The familiar voice came again: "Since it is a rare superb, it is better to stay by your side, so that you can drink fresh blood at any time, isn't it better?" ”

Although Lord Lu was displeased, this method was indeed useful.

Suddenly, it burst out laughing, and the rough laughter resounded in Xue Ying's ears, shaking her head.

After laughing, Prince Lu said: "It's indeed a good way, okay, this king spared her life!" ”

As he spoke, the dark claw let go.

Xue Ying also fell to the ground due to inertia.

She didn't have time to congratulate herself on her life, but immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

She saw a figure sitting on a chair on one side of the antechamber, surrounded by a blue ghostly aura that flickered like flames, drawing the silhouette of the figure.

These ghosts are different from Lord Lu and the ghosts in charge, they don't look vigorous, but a little weak.

It's just that he wears an inky mask on his face, so that Xue Ying can't see his true appearance.

But that voice still resounded in Xue Ying's ears over and over again.

Xue Ying firmly believes that she will never hear it wrong, that is Nalan Moran's voice!

Xue Ying looked at him blankly, listening to him discuss with Prince Lu how often to let her bleed, which could not only satisfy Lord Lu's appetite, but also save her life.

He said those words with such indifference and determination, as if he were saying something that did not concern him.

Xue Ying couldn't believe her ears.

Nalan Moran didn't even want her life for her, how could she be so indifferent to her situation, how could she bear to see her suffer like this?

Xue Ying suddenly felt that the male ghost under the mask had the same voice as Nalan Moran, but he was like a stranger.

She looked at him in disbelief and said, "Ink stained ......"

She could feel the male ghost under the mask looking at her, but the gaze that fell on her was full of strangeness and doubt.

That's all.

Eventually, Yukiying is taken out by the Butler and pushed into a shabby, cold room.

The house was unlocked.

Because she can't get out of here on her own.