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Xi Yao lay on the bed sideways, quietly staring at the face of the silver-haired young man next to the pillow, the years could not bear to be bullied, but he was still the same as when he first met. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

You don't know how much I like you, you don't know, I feel happy to look at you like this. Xi Yao confessed this in her heart, even if she said it ten thousand times, she still felt the same as the first time she expressed her intentions, her cheeks were crimson, her heart was beating faster, she was slightly impetuous, and she was full of happiness.

Xi Yao leaned over and kissed Fan Chen's sleeping face.

Xi Yao sighed, and said in her heart, I really can't bear it, in the future, you will have another person who is not me lying next to you.

The fangs in Xi Yao's mouth that were about to move grew restlessly again.

What an indulgent and subdued embrace, built by a hypothermic body, but the warmest and safest harbor in the world. Xi Yao was reluctant to leave such an embrace, but she still carefully removed the arm around her waist.

Xi Yao got up and got out of bed, dressed neatly, bent down, but stopped in mid-air, and didn't dare to kiss after all. She touched the fangs at the corners of her mouth, gave her one last sad look, and went out.

"It's really unbearable, you and the beautiful girl look at each other, it's unbearable, you say to another person in the tone you speak to me, it's unbearable, you always dislike me, when you meet someone better than me, will you restrain yourself, it's unbearable, after I'm gone, you will forget me......"

Xi Yao said as she walked, tears sliding down her face uncontrollably.

"Careful-eyed guy, when you wake up and find that I'm gone, will you hate me?"

"I can't stay with you until three years later, I really tried my best, tried my best, and stayed by your side for the longest time, and I stayed up until I couldn't continue anymore. ”

"It's unbearable to be like this, why do you feel unwilling, why are you so reluctant?" Xi Yao had already walked out of Minde Mansion, couldn't bear it anymore, and cried.

This moment has come, and the moment that Xi Yao has been avoiding is still inescapable after all.

The heart in Xi Yao's chest spasmed because of the desperate desire for blood, her breathing unconsciously deepened and thickened, and every inhale caused a chapped itch in her throat.

Xi Yao's consciousness of Fan Chen became more and more blurred, she no longer remembered who she loved, she just walked mechanically, she didn't know where to go, maybe she was just looking for prey, but not all, in the dark, she seemed to understand, she couldn't stop, she had to keep moving forward.

That was Xi Yao's last bit of consciousness, to leave, to leave Minde Mansion, to stay away from the dust. But now she can't remember clearly, she just knows that she can't stop.

"Blood, your dry body needs blood...... "A nightmarish voice sounded in Xi Yao's head, recounting Xi Yao's inner desire over and over again.

"Don't! Don't! I don't want to be a bloodthirsty tool!" Xi Yao hugged herself and roared with all her might, her face showing a mixture of helplessness, horror, anger, and panic.

"Where? Where, I remember, I've always been there, where?" Xi Yao muttered to herself, groping on herself, and finally touched the hairpin around her waist, which was resplendent and brilliant, even in the moonlight, it still shone brilliantly.

Xi Yao held her hairpin and cried miserably, she was unwilling.

After all, she no longer hesitated, and stabbed her hairpin at her heart. Because she knew that she was on the verge of despair, either she would die or let the people who loved her collapse.

With a "bang", the hairpin fell to the ground, Xi Yao's wrist stopped in the air, and a person appeared in front of him, blocking the moonlight in front of Xi Yao's eyes.

With a "click", the fangs pierced into the neck that had not been seen for a long time, piercing the major arteries, and blood flowed into the hot dry throat. Xi Yao was out of control, and she had lost anything she cared about except blood.

Xi Yao held a delicate hand on her head, and it was this hand that brought her close to his neck and made her suck the blood she craved.

"Little guy, such a bad guy as you is really rare in the world, how can you still cry so aggrieved and innocent?" Ya Chi let Xi Yao greedily suck his own blood, and sighed softly.

What a ruthless fellow, for the sake of his own love, in order not to hurt the person he loves, but he can treat the person who loves her like this. If Achi questioned her like this, she would definitely give Achi a cynical hat in a high-sounding manner, she was really bad.

"Poor bad guy, how can you tell me to rest assured. "Ya Chi occasionally regrets that when Xi Yao followed Ya Yanyan to the Xilan Hall for the first time, he should have sucked her dry as food, instead of playing and playing with her as a doll.

Yachi's behavior of hunting the Ancestor Vampire is very understandable, but why did he do something stupid similar to suicide when he went to suck the blood of the Ancestor Vampire, only Yachi knew in his heart that he was really crazy, the same as what Yayanyan said.

For thousands of years, there has been no name for the Ancestral Vampire in this world, and of course no one remembers that only the blood of the Ancestral Vampire can relieve the nightmare of hybrid vampires and prevent them from becoming bloodthirsty tools for the destruction of human nature. Even so, even if everyone in the world knew about it, no one would dare to suck the blood of the Ancestor Vampire, even if he could get close to the neck of the Ancestor Vampire at all costs, the moment he opened his mouth to suck, the ancient curse would fall on that person, until he died violently, paying a terrible price.

Ya Chi thought that if he was tired of playing, he would not hesitate to suck Xi Yao dry, but he was ridiculous to find that he was actually shaken for a hybrid vampire, and even did crazy things. For the sake of Xi Yao, Ya Chi can not only risk death to suck the blood of the first vampire, but also be willing to be a container, using his own body to purify and filter, and he will bear all the risks and carry the ancient curse, while she only needs to drink the blood purified by his body obediently.

There are two kinds of smiles, one is cynical and anyone can see it, and the other is unfathomable and incomprehensible. And every time an incomprehensible smile appeared on his face, only he knew that something in his chest ached.

Xi Yao doesn't need to become a bloodthirsty tool, so there is no doubt that she, who is stubborn and selfish, will throw herself into Fan Chen's arms without hesitation. Forever wearing the title of irresponsible, teasing nobleman, one day, this seemingly casual and frivolous body will be destroyed by the curse of the ancestor vampire, leaving no trace.

Ya Chi snorted and tilted his head to see what he saw—Fan Chen, who was standing at the door of the Minde Mansion.

Ji Po lowered his head when he saw this, he thought that something had happened to Xi Yao before he went out with a strange expression, he knew that Xi Yao went out to have a tryst with Ya Chi, maybe he wouldn't wake up Fan Chen.

On the dark stone slab, a golden hairpin lay quietly, the silent night, the hazy moonlight, only the sound of Xi Yao leaning on Ya Chi and sucking blood.

Dusty stepped down the stairs, and at the same time, dozens of vampires appeared behind Ablaze, as well as countless figures that disappeared in the night.

The strange thing was that Fan Chen didn't get angry, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, and when he stepped on the last step of the stairs, his indifferent gaze moved away from Xi Yao and walked in the other direction.

Ya Chi saw Fan Chen leaving, and he was a little lost, if Ya Chi was Fan Chen, this night would definitely be lit up by blood.

When Fan Chen came to the brightly lit ancient city, it was still the same noisy, like day.

Ji Po followed behind Fan Chen, passing by the familiar threshold, he looked up, it was the glazed pavilion, it had long lost its majesty, the glazed lantern was never lit again, and the closed door seemed to lock an ancient and mysterious story. This is the "Glass Country" built by Fan Chen for Mu Zhining, Mu Zhining is dead, the Glass Country is dead, and there is no need for the Glass Pavilion. However, Fan Chen still didn't want anyone to disturb this eternal and peaceful pavilion, because Mu Zhi's frozen body was lying underneath, maybe because of Fan Chen's youthful guilt, or maybe it was Fan Chen's thoughts about Art, his only friend.

This glazed pavilion with a sad atmosphere, may it get eternal peace, it once carried the sense of responsibility, guilt and friendship of Fan Chen's youth, it was brilliant, the glass lamp illuminated the hearts of countless literati and rioters, and also lit up the silent story.

"Hehe, in the end, it's the same. "Fan Chen can't enter the door, maybe he will never step into the Liuli Pavilion again in his life, so what about Xi Yao? Maybe like Mu Zhining, he is not a passer-by of Fan Chen, Fan Chen is a passer-by, what a desolate feeling, what a helpless awakening.

Fan Chen is like a wandering soul in a dream, walking on the bluestone slab of the ancient city, a light-colored silk scarf fell from the sky and fell on Fan Chen's shoulder.

There was a residual smell of rouge on the silk scarf, but it was not the smell that Fan Chen liked, but what did it mean if he liked it or not, maybe it was not worth his liking at all.

"Well, can you pay me back?" upstairs, a delicate and graceful woman leaned on the railing with her hands, and asked timidly, the warm candle flame reflected the woman's face with an innumerable charm.

"Come over to Uncle Ben!" suddenly a thick man's arm appeared, grabbed the woman's shoulder, and pulled it hard.

Fan Chen tore off the silk scarf that fell on his shoulder, let go of his fingers, let the silk scarf fall to the ground, and moved forward.

"Ah——!!h

The man's screams of pain could be heard upstairs, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the pavilion.

"I'm sorry, it's not me, it's really not me, don't, don't!

Fan Chen stopped when he heard the sound, this tone is very similar to Xi Yao, when she is weak, she will become a burden to others, as if she doesn't help her, she will be in debt for the rest of her life.

Maybe it was because of Xi Yao that Fan Chen turned around, but when he went upstairs, he found that there was no shadow of Xi Yao on the woman.

There was a blackened, charred corpse lying on the ground, and the woman was cowering in a corner, pleading incessantly, but still being beaten by several stout men.

Fan Chen looked at the weak woman humbly begging for forgiveness, and said in her heart, it really doesn't look like it at all! Xi Yao will not shrink in the corner and let others beat and bully, so if she is strong, even if she fights everything, she will make the person who bullied her pay a more painful price, even if it takes more thought and time, she will patiently look for an opportunity to retaliate.

said that Xi Yao is vicious, in fact, she is very kind, she will not hurt others in order to satisfy her own selfish desires, she will not base her happiness on the pain of others, and even if she retaliates, she will still be merciful. In fact, she can't make a real decision, she is just stubborn and stubborn who refuses to admit defeat easily.