I immediately rushed to the side of the mighty. Damn it! I actually fell asleep at the moment when Mighty was seriously injured and needed my care the most! I blamed myself deeply as I checked on him.

To my surprise, the situation of the mighty warriors seemed to be improving. His verbena-eroded wound was slowly scabbing over, and the shocking wound on his chest had stopped bleeding. It's just that his body is very hot and he is still in a coma.

I sat beside the mighty and fell into deep thought. John Tong once said that I have the blood of Cain, the ancestor of the vampires, because I was transformed from Cain's blood. Cain's blood is healing and detoxifying for vampires, and it once saved my life. Is that my blood also working? Perhaps my blood will revive the mighty, my instincts tell me.

I was thrilled by this discovery. At this time, the sky was already bright, the rain had already stopped, and the outside of the mausoleum hall was full of birds and flowers. However, with my presence, those innocent birds have been killed. I had to suck blood to regain my energy before I had enough blood to heal Might. I can't stay away from the mighty, I can only hunt the birds nearby.

For two days in a row, I relied on this method to renew the life of the mighty warrior. In the dead of night, instead of meditating, I curled up beside the mighty man, as we had spent countless nights together, clinging to him and falling asleep with him in my arms. I hope that the mighty will wake up and see me at the first sight.

Beside me, there is the birch thorn. If I wake up and find that I have not been able to save the mighty warrior in the end, I will not hesitate to stab this wooden thorn into my heart and follow the mighty warrior as soon as possible. If you can't fall in love when you're born, then the dead souls must be together, that's my belief.

By the third day, I couldn't catch food. In the past two days, my wanton hunting has filled this area with the smell of death, and no animals will come again. I gritted my teeth and persisted, because I firmly believed that Mighty would soon wake up.

After feeding the blood again, I snuggled up to my might as usual and fell into a deep sleep. I slept very soundly this night, and there were no dreams.

I felt the warmth of the sun shining down on me, making me feel uncomfortable. I frowned, reluctantly reached out to block the sunlight, and slowly opened my eyes.

Oh, my God! What do I see? In front of my eyes were two bright black gems that shimmered with dazzling light. It was a mighty eye, and he woke up!

I sat up from the floor and said, "You're finally awake!" Then he lay back beside him with a sigh of relief, and looked at him intently.

"Ah, I'm not dreaming, am I? When I woke up, I found the princess beside me, so close to me, that I thought we were back in the valley again, as before. His eyes sparkled and he had regained his vitality, but then his expression darkened, and he sighed softly, "Can we go back to the way we were before?" ”

The majestic appearance made me feel distressed, his self-esteem had been deeply stabbed by me, and he had not yet come out of the shadows.

I was about to say something to comfort him, but I didn't think that Mighty suddenly turned his head and closed his eyes, and then he sat up and sniffed the air vigorously. When he opened his eyes again, they had turned bloody. "I smell blood, oh, I'm so hungry!" Mighty eyes kept looking around, looking for blood.

"Look no further, it's here." I lifted my scarred arm, "Suck my blood and we'll be even." I winked mischievously at Might.

Wake up from danger, do you put down your hanging hearts? ***

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