"Am I going to die?"

In a hazy consciousness, John muttered to himself into the void of nothingness,

"A little unwilling! But that's it, so forget it! ”

John sighed, let go of his thoughts, and let his spiritual will slowly dissipate in the lonely world, and everything became nothing, but at this moment, a voice came in,

"John, wake up! Wake up! ”

The cold voice echoed in his ears, and John tried to break away his eyes but couldn't,

"John Condon, I'm not going to let you die. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A hint of determination flashed in Serena's eyes, she pulled out the short sword at her waist and slashed lightly on her wrist, and a straight line of blood appeared on her white arm, which was extremely eye-catching.

Serena placed her arm on John's mouth, dark red blood running down her wrist, moistening the nearly chapped mouth.

One drop, two drops...

Blood flowed down the throat into the body, seemingly cold but like red iron juice suddenly burst out of incomparable heat, a strange heat flow erupted from the heart, along the blood vessels to the limbs, the body suddenly became warm, like soaking in a hot spring, the thin stream brushed the skin, and there was an indescribable tingling feeling.

"It's ......"

John opened his eyes, pale green eyeballs with an eerie scarlet, and he turned his head to see Serena beside him,

"You ......"

"Don't talk! You're not healed. ”

Serena gritted her teeth, sliced the healing wound on her wrist again with her dagger, clenched her fists, and shoved the wound with dark red blood into John's mouth,

A very strong fishy smell came from his throat, followed by a liquid that seemed to be cold but was actually extremely hot, John's eyes widened, and he finally knew what the kind of thing that warmed him was, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, he shook his head in fear, and whined in protest,

"No... No... I don't... I want to become a suck...! ”

"Shut up! Drink! ”

Serena scolded hatefully, holding his head with one hand and forcibly pouring blood into it.

Boom! Boom!

The cold blood flowed down the throat, injecting endless vitality into this body, and for a while, the blood veins in the whole body were stretched, and the heart seemed to be reborn, beating at an extremely exaggerated speed, constantly transporting the power contained in the blood to every corner of the body.

Gradually, strange changes occurred, the damaged organs moved again, the chapped skin became smoother, and the dark red blood bubbles burned by the flames began to shrink, and finally turned into useless pieces of dead skin, slowly sliding down from the skin.

Blood, muscles, skin, bones, everything is being reborn at an unimaginable rate, and in the end, even the lost eyebrows and hair are growing back.

"This power!"

John's pupils shrank, and for the first time he realized that the vampires in this world were vastly different from those in the movies, and their blood contained amazing healing powers, but when he saw the convulsive face and the snow-white hair mixed with the darkness, he understood that this power did not come without a price.

John took the pale and bloodless arm from his mouth and said,

"That's enough."

Immediately, he stretched out his left arm and put it in front of Serena, and said with a smile,

"I'm done sucking, it's your turn now, remember to bite lightly, I'm afraid it hurts."

"You're letting me bite, sure?"

Serena looked at John with an inexplicable look, like a weasel looking at a hen brought to the door.

"Of course, a man's words count, how can there be a reason to regret it."

John said loudly, and deliberately patted his chest, but no matter how he looked at it, he was a little lacking in confidence.

"Oh well! You're welcome! ”

Serena smiled, took out a handkerchief from her clothes and wiped it on John's arm, then leaned down and licked it lightly on her plump skin, looked up at John who was shivering with her eyes closed, and teased,

"Again, did you really let me bite?"

"Will you become a vampire if you bite you?"

"Not really." Serena shook her head, vampires don't come into being so easily,

"Then what are you waiting for, mother-in-law is like a girl." John said angrily, feeling like he was being molested.

"In that case, then you're welcome!"

Serena raised an eyebrow, one hand grasping the joint of her arm, two sharp fangs popping out in John's nervous gaze, she opened her mouth and gently bit down on the artery in her arm.

The fangs pierced the skin, and bright red blood flowed out.

Hiss!

A feeling of refreshment that could not be described in words came to the bottom of his heart, and in an instant John felt that his soul was about to soar.

The blood in his veins was flowing rapidly, but his body couldn't stop trembling, and as time passed, he suddenly found that he had established some kind of strange telepathy with the woman in front of him, and even shared her joys, sorrows, and sorrows for a certain period of time.

It's an amazing feeling.

John came back to his senses from the sublimation of his soul, looked at Serena beside him, and couldn't help but say,

"You seem to be excited, what are you excited about?"

"You're the first human to take the initiative to let me bite." Serena said with a smile, stretching out her fresh tongue to lick the blood from the corners of her mouth, and that charming expression watched John's blood pressure soar upwards, and her lower body stood up even more shamefully,

"No way, who made me like you?" John tightened his legs, said without blushing and without a beating heart,

Serena smiled, didn't say anything, stood up, her dark trench coat moved with the wind, and the whole person suddenly became much silent.

Seeing this, John also stood up, walked behind her, and stretched out his hand to embrace her waist, and Serena struggled a few times, but did not break away, and let him go.

"What are you thinking?" John asked softly,

"The werewolf!" Serena shrunk into John's arms, frowned, and said worriedly, "Why does it chase after you, even going so far as to break into the flames in order to kill you, you must know that flames are the natural enemies of werewolves." ”

Hearing this, John's face suddenly sank, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

"I don't know why, maybe it's because of something recently!"

"Is it the inheritance of the manor?" Serena had somewhat understood, she had overheard it during a recent casual conversation with her companions, after all, with the size of Condon Manor, any disturbance in a radius of hundreds of miles would be spread far away as after-dinner conversation.

John nodded, he didn't choose to hide it, after what happened just now, blood and blood blended with each other, this woman has become an indispensable part of his life, and concealment is completely unnecessary,

"My father wrote me a letter before he went to Memphis for treatment, asking me to come back and discuss the ownership of the estate, and since then, the competition has begun, and this is not the first time I have encountered danger, but what I didn't expect was that they would be able to hire werewolves as killers."

As he spoke, John seemed to remember something, and whispered in Serena's ear,

"Can you tell me about the werewolf species?"