"How about dying together?" asked Fan Chen, smiling.

An invitation to die, an invitation to fall into hell together. The devil died with her, was it her misfortune or the joy of the world?

The casual tone, but there was no room for refusal, he planned it this way, and from the beginning of sending her coffin, he had already thought of the ending.

"Huh?" Xi Yao was extremely surprised. She also realized that this was the fit he understood, and there was also him. But why? Wasn't he still angry about the affair between her and Achi?

"If you don't object, I'll take it as your consent. Fan Chen said calmly, his tone was no longer cold, but it was not gentle.

Will he listen to her objections? Will he allow it?

When he didn't give her a thought, after he finished speaking, the blue flame in his palm ignited, and at the same time, a blue air flow around the coffin lifted the coffin suddenly, only to hear a "bang", the coffin fell into the calm lake, swinging violently, the water splashed, and the lake swallowed the coffin.

The coffin, which was supposed to float on the water, was forced into the lake by the blue air current, and gradually sank.

"Fanchen, why?" Xiyao's thoughts were still wandering on whether she had betrayed Fanchen.

"I don't know. Fan Chen replied with a smile, he folded his arms and hugged her tighter in the limited space, and the thin lips with a little cold touch fell on her surprised and confused red lips.

Fan Chen let go of Xi Yao, smiled evilly, and reminded, "We don't have much time, if you keep using it for surprise, you will regret it." ”

Although he said this, he didn't wait for her to reply, and untied her clothes, this body he liked, this smell he liked, it was his at first, and then it belonged to him in the end.

Xi Yao still didn't come to her senses, Fan Chen said, die together, she wants to die with death? What would it feel like? Is it a supreme honor? Regarding Ya Chi's matter, did he forgive her?

Maybe it's his unique confession, he feels that love is superfluous, but he still loves this woman deeply after all, and there is nothing he can do with her.

Fan Chen kissed the tears on Xi Yao's cheeks and asked, "Stupid woman, what are you crying about?"

"I don't know......," she replied, crying, and cried.

"Afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid. ”

"Hehe, are you, you're provoking a Grim Reaper, or rather, you're insulting a Grim Reaper, and you're even saying to Grim Reaper that you're not afraid of death. ”

"I don't know...... Dusty ...... I seem to have a delusion, you confuse me. ”

"Are you?

"Why do I suddenly feel like you belong to me?"

"Perhaps, who knows. ”

"I should have asked for this, I should have asked for a coffin full of gold and gems, I didn't know it would be like this, I didn't know that you would accompany me, I thought you let me go on my road alone. ”

"It's too late, you don't have reincarnation. ”

"What about you? After you are reincarnated, will you also die with other girls?"

"No, no one is more annoying than you. ”

"I don't understand ......"

"You don't need to understand. Fan Chen said and kissed the noisy red lips again, except for the vague whispering and wheezing in the coffin, and the breath of death was gradually thickening, there was no longer any superfluous sound.

I don't understand, Xi Yao has always been unable to understand Fan Chen, he has always been what he says, he will do whatever he does, even if it is death, he will be ready and not let her worry about it.

The coffin moved slightly, and fell to the bottom of the lake, and then the water chestnut of the coffin was embedded in the silt at the bottom of the lake, but it did not stop advancing, and the blue air flow kept against the coffin, gradually pressing the coffin into the silt, sinking deeper and deeper, and gradually buried. As long as he had a breath, the coffins kept sinking, burrowing into the dirt and burying their bodies.

The moist body, the hot breath, the soft lips and tongue, the ambiguous touch, and the gradually deepening panting sound, it is impossible to tell whether it is because of the body's instinct or the difficulty of breathing. No matter how sweet the air is, it can't change the fact that oxygen is getting thinner and thinner.

Xi Yao's cheek was pressed against Fan Chen's chest, she opened her mouth and breathed heavily, but she still couldn't resist the strong feeling of suffocation, her hand grabbed his arm tightly, cold sweat broke out in her palms, and the sweat on her body had already soaked the clothes and long hair on her body.

Fan Chen reached out and wiped the wet hair stuck to Xi Yao's cheeks and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"No...... I'm afraid of ......" Xi Yao's voice was already trembling and it was difficult to distinguish the original tone, she thought that she could die peacefully in his arms, she didn't expect that she would still feel the panic of death, she obviously felt very secure, obviously felt very happy.

Because she felt suffocated, Xi Yao felt that her throat was very uncomfortable, as if it was on fire, no matter how big her mouth was, her breathing was still blocked, and she couldn't get it unblocked, she slowly raised her head and asked weakly, "Fanchen, I, can I ...... Drink...... Your Blood...... Is it?"

"Yes. Fan Chen readily agreed. Maybe it's because he's used to seeing death, or maybe he's fond of death, so he's very calm. He lifted her head close to his neck, and she didn't have the strength to get close to his veins.

She's also a vampire, and she's also hungry for someone's blood, and she just doesn't show that need for it.

But at this moment, she doesn't have much strength, she doesn't even want to grow fangs, and the growth rate is the slowest ever, because of the lack of oxygen, she herself is very weak.

Drinking his blood might ease the pain of her suffocation a little.

With a click, her fangs eventually pierced his neck, piercing his great arteries, and she sucked in a mouthful of the blood she was obsessed with, but did not have the strength to swallow it, but let the mouthful of blood slide over the tip of her tongue and into her uncomfortable throat, leaving a sweet taste, leaving a breath that belonged to him.

"Rest in peace. He whispered, looking down and kissing her wet forehead.

The fear of death is the last expression of cherishing life, similar to an instinct, and it is also the most sincere kind of respect.

He felt the petite body in his arms tremble slightly, her heart twitching from the severe lack of oxygen, and he sensed the news of her death for the first time, and it was growing rapidly. It's weird, he hadn't sensed it before!

"Fen ......" She couldn't call him by all his names, no matter how much she wanted to tell him at this moment that she loved him until death.

The little hand that was clutching his arm gradually lost its strength and let go of its fingers, and the arm wrapped around his waist gradually became weaker and weaker, just hanging down, just resting on his body.

This way down, the coffin did not shake violently, as if it had been placed on the flat ground smoothly, without disturbing the two people in the coffin, and no one should disturb the two corpses in the future.

But suddenly there was a loud noise, the lid of the coffin opened instantly, flipped into the air, and finally smashed into the water, causing countless ripples, and at the same time the coffin floated on the sparkling lake, the lake where the sunset shone was particularly warm, but I didn't know the fear and darkness of death just now.

Xi Yao, who suddenly breathed fresh air, out of her body's survival instinct, she took a big breath, and the blocked trachea instantly smoothed made her feel even more uncomfortable, but she still breathed and ventilated rapidly.

"What a hypocritical woman, and said she was not afraid of death. There was a hint of a smile in Fan Chen's cold voice, but her eyes were extremely indulgent looking at Xi Yao, who was greedy for fresh air, her originally suffocated red cheeks looked particularly charming under the reflection of the sunset, her clothes half covered her body, she had been leaning on his side, half of her body was leaning on him, and a slender leg was also bent on his knees, revealing a piece of white skin.

After a long time, Xi Yao gradually regained consciousness, and her exhalation slowly became steady, she raised her head and looked at him with a calm face, as if the scene just now had nothing to do with him, he was just a spectator who had nothing to do with himself, a bystander watching the play.

With a smile and a hint of teasing, the clear blue eyes asked, "Is it fun, this game?"

"Game?!" Xi Yao propped up her body, and at the same time, the coffin shook and went to the side, her body was not stable for a while, and pressed against him.

"What, don't like it?"

Xi Yao's fingers pressed on the coffin board, and she stood up again, her long black hair hanging down casually on the side of her body, her arms on either side of him, due to the limited space, she was disheveled, resulting in their current distance and posture being extremely ambiguous.

It was the first time she looked at him condescendingly, and she was a little uncomfortable, but she still riveted at him with all her strength and yelled, "I don't like it!

"But why do I think you just played very devotedly, enjoyed it, and were very satisfied?"

"I didn't! I didn't!!I didn't !!"

"Really?"

"Yes, it's true! You madman!" Xi Yao took it seriously, she really thought she was going to die, and she died with him, but it turned out that he was playing her, and he actually said that it was just a game.

Was it just a game? In fact, he was serious, but in the end he regretted it and couldn't bear it.

Fan Chen felt that maybe next time, it would be better for him to die first, because he really couldn't stand the tragic situation of her swallowing her last breath.

Looking at each other, Xi Yao felt very strange like this, it was strange to look at him, and it was also strange to be looked at by him.

She moved her feet and body unnaturally, slammed her knees to the bottom of the coffin, raised her arms, grabbed the edge of the coffin with both hands, and tried to climb out. Since the coffin was floating on the water, her every move caused the coffin to shake violently.

She was about to jump into the lake and swim to the shore not wanting to play a game of death with the madman, but suddenly an arm was wrapped around her waist and she was caught off guard.

"Ahh

"It's not over yet. ”

"I don't want it!"

"I can't help you. ”

"I don't want it!"

"You weren't like that. ”

"I ......"

"When did your taste get so heavy, huh?"

"I didn't!ah...... Don't ......"