The accident happened on the night of Yun Weiai's sixteenth birthday.

After several days of trekking, Yun Weiai and his father finally arrived at the end of the trip, Egypt, that afternoon.

Both of them were exhausted from the journey and stopped early at the local hotel.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, an agile figure quietly rushed into Yun Wei's guest room.

The man was hunched, but still nearly two meters tall. You can imagine how tall he would have been if he had straightened up.

He crept close to the bed, his green eyes glistening with a cold glow in the dark night.

He stared at the girl on the bed quietly, and his eyes were full of greedy **.

I saw him take a deep breath, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips covetously, and there was a "gurgling" swallowing sound in his throat, as if it was not a sleeping girl lying on the bed, but a delicious dish.

He stretched out his hand, the skin on the back of his hand pale and wrinkled, like an old man on the verge of death.

However, the long armor extending from the fingertips stretched out in the most energetic posture, and the tips were even sharpened and sharpened, as if they could refract a faint cold light in the night.

The sharp nails easily cut through the skin of the girl's bare neck, probably because the movements were too light, Yun Weiai only frowned slightly, moved uncomfortably, and did not wake up.

The man gently tapped the girl's bleeding neck with his fingertips, then put his finger to his lips and stretched out his tongue to lick it carefully.

As the sweet blood in his mouth spread, the man's stiff and rigid face began to come alive, and the wrinkled skin on his face became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye, like dried vegetables filled with water, full and full of vitality again.

Probably because of the lack of blood, the man's changes only occurred on the right half of his face, and the skin on the rest of the face was still shriveled and wrinkled.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered such a delicacy," the man squinted his eyes with pleasure as he licked the corners of his mouth and savored the residual smell of blood in his throat, "It's really unbearable for such a delicious girl." ”

Having said that, the sharp armor on the man's hand did not stop at all, it slowly slid down the skin of the girl's chin, from the smooth and white neck to the tender and smooth chest, and then to the flat and firm lower abdomen, a subtle blood line gradually extended with the trajectory of the long armor.

As usual, the man smeared the oozing blood on the tips of his fingers, then gently put it in his mouth and sucked it finely.

As if the healing light of rejuvenation had been cast, the man's dry, wrinkled skin began to smooth and smooth again at a rapid pace.

After a long time, he reluctantly withdrew his finger. The greed in his eyes narrowed slightly, and the terrifying long armor on his fingertips shrank to a normal length.

The man frowned and looked at the girl on the bed.

It is no exaggeration to say that this girl is the person with the sweetest blood he has met in nearly a thousand years. The alluring flesh that emanates from her body has a deadly attraction like a poppy.

In the face of such a delicacy that is rare in a thousand years, it is impossible for him to let go, but