"Let go of me, you trash, you beast, what the hell do you want to do?", Ryan roared, but Ryan, who was lying on the ground at the moment, seemed to have no better way to express his fear than swearing, because Lance actually peeled off Ryan's armor little by little, and now Ryan was only left with a dirty cloak between his legs~

Could it be that this shameless stinky boy behind his ass prefers gay men? Ryan is a little scared, this kind of hobby is a bit out of the mainstream, and Ryan is a rough man who naturally likes women, where he is allowed to be touched by other men casually~

Ryan cried~, laughing while crying, which made Lance cry and laugh, it seems that this guy in front of him is indeed wrong~, so Lance was also a little embarrassed and said simply

"I don't actually want to kill you, if you don't have that seat, maybe, I really want to have a few barrels of wine with a rough guy like you, so that I can slowly tell the story in my heart~"

"However, I really didn't expect your brother to be the heavy rider Kord, maybe you don't know what he did in Gordon Town, I was forced~, if I could do it all over again, I wouldn't have met an enemy like you who exists like fear here~", Lance stabbed the sword from Ryan's vest and slowly stabbed it into it little by little, the heart-rending pain made Ryan cry and laugh, and scolded

"Could it be that the people of Gordon Town are all hybrids of the Night Beasts, apart from the abuse of prisoners, what is the effect, the people of this kind of town, they really deserve to die!"

But Lance didn't eat this trick at all, and put his finger on the back of the gurgling blood, so that Ryan's blood gushing out spread along his finger~

Strength, Lance felt the taste of power~

This power is quite strong, compared to the blood donation of tattooed green, it seems that Lane's blood is a small waterfall, gradually flowing up Lance's fingers, slowly flowing towards the brand behind Lance, this scene is too frightening, fortunately Lane can't see it, but even so Lane also realizes the seriousness of the problem, this kid, is it impossible to suck himself into a dry corpse?

"You, what are you going to do?", Ryan cried again, after all, for the first time ever, Ryan was a little unable to describe the taste of being played with in the palm of his hand

Lance was still silent, although the blood seemed to be sentient and gradually pouring into the brand, but it was too slow and too small, and when a few brands replenished the power of the flame, maybe it would be until the sunrise tomorrow, so Lance gritted his teeth and decided to start licking and sucking the source of life with his mouth

But Lance is still a little difficult to accept his disgusting appearance, originally tattooed green for Lance to open meat, that first time to eat human flesh and blood, but Lance did not vomit, but strength is the source of ability, how to save people without strength, and how to shoulder the lives of a dozen brothers, anyway, there is no one around at the moment, Lance can't care so much, and leans his mouth up

It's like a bloodsucking worm that violently sucks Ryan's life~~

And in order to make Ryan speechless, Lance also made a ruthless move, directly plugging Ryan's mouth with those torn clothes, this time Ryan, who was as strong as a calf, only had the share of being slaughtered, lying face to the ground and unable to speak, and even the strength to twist his body was sealed by Lance with [Thunder Light Soul Destroying Blade]. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lance no longer felt that this bright red blood was a disgusting thing, and drank it without stopping, and the brand behind it gradually lit up with a blue luster, and soon, Lance was already intoxicated, and Ryan gradually fell unconscious~

It wasn't until Lance couldn't suck out any of Ryan's blood that he was stunned to find out that he had sucked this heavy rider to death~

And the brand on the back was lit up for a half and a half, and it seems that as mentioned in the tattoo Qing, donating blood is the carrier of driving ability, and it can also supplement the power of flames. But this smell is indeed too fishy, if it weren't for being forced into such a situation, Lance would never have the idea of taking the initiative to [suck fire], after all, on the battlefield, relying on the enemy's blood donation, Lance may be self-sufficient, there is still a need for such indiscriminate means, if it is seen by the princess and others, Lance's life is over~

But Lance's instinct told himself that the taste of this blood donation was really good~

At least one and a half places can be filled, and Lance has the capital to fight with the heavy riders, thinking of this, Lance is a little sad. Heavy cavalry, but also people, in the battle of the Bone Mound Wasteland hundreds of years ago, if it were not for King Charles's hundreds of heavy horses, the human army would inevitably be defeated, these knights who bravely rushed to the front line are the enemies that Lance does not want to face, after all, his father Gordon once told Lance that this continent full of night beasts, if there is no heavy horseman, human beings will live like dogs, every time it comes to the battle with the night beasts, there are heavy horses, there is the dawn of victory~

So Lance silently mourned in his heart for the eleven heavy riders who had just died, and quietly prayed for the bad life of Ryan, hoping that he could find his younger brother Kord in another world, if the two brothers got together, maybe they could make some bloody rain over there. In fact, Lance himself is also a little numb, experiencing the death of the people around him, and experiencing the enemies in front of him falling one by one, Lance only feels that his shoulders are getting heavier and heavier, and he has long since lost the simple days that began again and again in Gordon Town, but fate will give him a chance to kick, not only to follow Princess Olivia around, but also to take into account the feelings between several women, at least Lance has rarely cared about his three sisters, not that he doesn't want to, but he is too busy, too sleepy, too tired

In this way, Lance lay down on the heavy riding of Ryan's body, which had begun to lose its temperature, and took a very short time to relax and think about the meaning of his life

Unconsciously, Lance fell asleep~, time, really frozen, even Captain Vic, who had the courage to come back to find out, also stopped motionless in the long pipe escalator, only Lance himself found that the sleeping space was not an illusory existence

The familiar voice sounded in Lance's ears, and all the surrounding scenery entered a state of collapse and shattering, Lance desperately tried to grasp something, but he couldn't grasp anything, only the ugly iron rod in his hands, the legendary artifact, [Thunder Light, Soul Destroying Blade]

The voice that I only heard came slowly, and the content of the description surprised Lance, and he began to sweat all over~

Because the voice said

"The taste of donating blood is very good, one day, you can't do without it~"