Here's the thing, I just came back from a basketball game with my new guys that night, took a shower and went to bed early.

But when I slept until the wee hours of the morning, I seemed to hear someone climb into my apartment through the window, and I was shocked, I had long known that the security in this area was not good, and there were often cases of burglary and robbery, but I didn't expect to meet me today.

I sneered in my heart, your uncle, dare to come to my house to steal things, you can only be considered unlucky when you meet me, I pretended to be asleep, and narrowed my eyes into a slit to look into the darkness.

But this look startled me into a cold sweat, there was a pair of silver eyes staring at me motionless in the dark, his uncle, I'm sure the person who came in was definitely not human, how could a human being have such a pair of silver eyes?

It must be a dark creature, my first reaction was that the people from the Devil's Garden came to the door, and I didn't dare to pretend to be asleep, a carp bounced up from the bed, and immediately prepared to summon the dragon demon body and the dark creature desperately, at this time, there was a familiar voice in my ear, "Don't be nervous, it's me." ”

It was a woman's voice, and her voice was extremely nice and comfortable.

As for who the owner of this voice was, I couldn't remember for a moment, but I'm sure I spoke to this woman.

Then I patted my head, and I still had to guess who she was, and turned on the light to see if it was over.

But what I didn't expect was that when I turned on the lights in the house, I stood there as if I had been struck by lightning, as if my whole person had been petrified.

Because I never imagined that the person who came would be her, the graceful figure under the dim street lamp, the woman with the appearance of an angel, the woman I would think of casually.

After a short circuit in the brain, I immediately noticed that her situation was not good, she was still wearing a loose motorcycle suit, denim shorts, but her clothes had been stained red with blood, there was a deep and exposed wound on her shoulder, and there were also injuries to her legs and arms to varying degrees, especially the wound on her thigh, and the skin and flesh turned out as if she had been bitten by some wild beast.

Her face was horribly white and her body was shaky, and I exclaimed, "Why are you hurt like this?" Who wounded you? ”

"It's not important, can I trust you?" She asked, very weakly.

"Yes." I said in a deep voice.

"Then I can get a good night's sleep." As soon as she finished speaking, the whole person fell to the ground.

I hurriedly ran up, fortunately she was just unconscious, and then I checked her injuries, her injuries were very serious, if it were ordinary people, I am afraid that she would have died long ago after suffering such a serious injury, but she has been able to survive until now, the most shocking thing for me is that the tender flesh around her wound is squirming strangely, this scene is familiar to me, my dragon demon body also has this function, that is, self-repair.

The wounds on her body were recovering at an extremely slow rate, but whenever the wounds were about to heal, they were hindered by some unknown force, and the wounds were torn again, and the wounds were always in a state of no recovery.

Her identity seems to be a mystery, it seems that she is not the street girl I imagined, I am sure she is not an ordinary person, so who is she?

But it doesn't matter who she is now, when she wakes up and asks, the important thing now is how to make her wounds heal quickly, even if she has the same powerful recovery ability as the dragon demon body, she will be dragged to death.

I carried her to the bed and took off her coat, and at this moment, God testifies, I didn't think anything wrong, for I found that the wound on her back might have been more serious.

I lifted the clothes from her back, and I was shocked to find that there were sixteen or seventeen small blood holes on her back, and blood was constantly flowing out of those small blood holes, and at the same time, there was a trace of green smoke from those wounds.

The small bloody hole in her back seemed to have been caused by a shotgun, and it was shot at close range, otherwise the wound would not have been so concentrated, who was going to kill her? Or what did she do?

The wound on her back was bleeding and a few wisps of white mist coming out of it, and I guess it was the wounds that were preventing her from repairing, or rather the bullets that went into her body.

No matter what, I have to find a way to save her, if nothing else, just with the sentence "Can I trust you?" "I tried my best to save her.

I hurriedly ran to the bathroom to find a small pair of tweezers, and I was looking for a wallpaper knife, gauze or something, I must have no more, but there are a lot of band-aids, let's take a top first.

At the moment I have these things on hand, I baked the wallpaper knife with a lighter and it was sterilized, to be honest, my hands were shaking badly, where did I open the knife to take the bullet, and it was also for such a beautiful foreign girl, to be honest, I can't bear it, but now if I don't do it, I'm afraid she's going to die.

I gritted my teeth, picked up the wallpaper knife in my hand and carefully cut open the wound on her back, she showed no signs of waking up, it seemed that she was close to falling into a deep coma, I needed to speed up.

After the wound was cut, I resisted the tingling sensation of my scalp and used small tweezers to carefully examine the tender flesh, and suddenly, my tweezers touched an unknown metal object in the wound.

I carefully took out the metal object with tweezers and found that it was a metal bead the size of a soybean, probably a marble from a shotgun.

However, I immediately realized that things were not so simple, and under the illumination of the light, I found that the metal marble the size of a soybean was covered with extremely complex patterns, as if someone had deliberately carved it on the metal marble, and I also found that the marble was made of silver because of a special material.

Since there was a silver mine in my hometown in the mountains, although my grandmother's family later moved away, silver items were naturally indispensable in the house, so I recognized at a glance that the marble was silver.

Silver bullets? Could it be that it was because of the silver bullets in her body that her wounds could never heal themselves? I've guessed a little bit of who she really is.

Immediately afterwards, I removed a number of these silver marbles from the wound on her back, and there were seventeen in all.

After I removed all the silver marbles from her body, her injuries were healing at an extremely rapid rate, and in less than five minutes, all the wounds on her body had miraculously healed, her powerful self-healing ability was not bad compared to the dragon demon body, but it should be a little inferior to the vampire.

Although the wound healed, she was still in a deep coma, and there was no sign of awakening, but her breathing was steady, as if she was asleep, and I was relieved that she should be out of danger, and I could rest assured.

There was only one bed in the apartment, and now she occupied it, so I had to go to sleep on the sofa, and I fell asleep after covering her with the quilt.

When I woke up in the morning, no, to be precise, I was woken up by the sound of rummaging things, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a hot figure in black underwear looking through the refrigerator with his back to me.

"There's cereal on the table and milk on the top of the fridge." I resisted myself not to look at her.

"Oh." She didn't feel anything wrong with her dress, she sat down in her chair with a big grin, got herself an American-style junk food for breakfast, and didn't forget to get me one too.

"Can you put your clothes on first?" I said helplessly, and her image as a goddess in my heart plummeted in an instant.

"The clothes are dirty, you can't wear them anymore, are you shy?" She turned her head to look at me, raised her hand and stroked the blonde hair in her ear, and her whole person looked full of charm.

"Who, who's shy, there's clothes in the cupboard, you can wear mine first." I blushed and coughed lightly.

She pouted, found a T-shirt of mine in the cupboard and put it on herself, hiding her graceful figure, somehow, as if she was a little disappointed? I hurriedly scolded myself for maintaining restraint.

Getting up and coming to the table, she and I sat in pairs, looking at each other.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" I asked in a deep voice.

"Thank you for saving me, and I solemnly swear to the wolf god that from now on you will be my Greenton. Elena's owner, I will help you make everything possible. After she said this, before I could understand what was going on, she quickly took my hand and bit me the wrist, and the blood flowed out at once, and I grinned in pain, and I realized that she was actually drinking my blood.

"Fake, what are you crazy about?" I quickly pulled my arm back.

"Just now I have sworn an oath to the supreme wolf god, from now on, you are my keeper, if any of us betray, the supreme wolf god will drop a blood curse, so that the rebellious person will festered to death." She said calmly.

"Wait, what owner, what Zhigao wolf god, what blood curse, why can't I understand?" I asked, frowning.

"You don't need to understand, you just need to know that from now on, I will be your person, and you just need to be responsible for me." She looked at me with a wicked smile on her face and said.

"Nani?" I looked at Glynton with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. Elena, I was speechless for a long time, I was nineteen years old that year, she was one hundred and sixty years old that year, and I never imagined that the rest of my life would be entangled with her, regardless of each other. Once again, the gears of fate turned.