"Come here." Yixi hooked his hand at him.

was the same as the first meeting, tempting Yan Peijun, but only then Yixi was not leaning on the white coffin, but standing in place and looking at him.

When Yan Peijun heard this, he moved his steps, and kept removing the bandage on his neck in his hand, exposing his neck that had almost healed the wound in front of Yixi.

He was actively begging Yixi to bite the skin on his neck and suck his blood.

Yixi raised his hand slightly puzzled, and attached Yan Peijun's forehead, "Don't kill Benjun?" ”

Do you want to take the initiative to feed yourself?

Obviously, I didn't use the vampire's charm skills.

Yan Peijun attached Yixi's hand to his left hand, and his other hand wrapped around her waist when Yixi was not paying attention, and quickly pressed forward.

Yixi was forced to be confined in Yan Peijun's arms.

Behind is the book, in front is Yan Peijun, Yixi can't move, he can only look at him, and he looks at him with a play-watching attitude.

Yan Peijun was half-squatting, at eye level with Yixi, and there was a trace of incomprehension in his eyes in addition to the indifferent look.

The four eyes were facing each other, and after a while, Yan Peijun spoke, "Blood." ”

After speaking, he tilted his neck and motioned for Yixi to continue drinking his blood.

"He's a masochist?" Yixi looked at him speechlessly, and complained to Qiqi in his heart.

Qiqi's eyes flashed wildly, and he stumbled in several words to describe it, "Maybe, probably, probably, very probably, right?" ”

Seeing that Yixi was silent, Yan Pei Junsong opened his hand on Yixi's waist and took out a knife from behind his back to wipe it off his neck.

Yixi quickly knocked out the knife in his hand, "Crazy? ”

As a human, he is so obsessed with being a mobile blood bank for vampires.

"Well, crazy." Yan Peijun replied, with a paranoia in his eyes that could not be concealed.

After staring at him for a while, Yixi let out a long sigh and compromised with the madman Yan Peijun, "Benjun is not hungry now, so he doesn't need it for the time being." ”

Hearing that Yixi didn't need to suck his blood, Yan Peijun was visibly lost.

“……”

What are you frustrating? Want to die and go crazy, right?

Qiqi collapsed, didn't want to see the follow-up between the two anymore, forced himself to close his eyes and fell asleep.

"You let go first, so that Benjun is uncomfortable." Yixi pushed Yan Peijun and motioned him to stand back, the rough bark behind her made her very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry," Yan Peijun lowered his head and took a few steps back, peeking at Yixi from time to time, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. ”

Patting off the broken bark stained on his back, Yixi looked at the man in front of him who looked like he was afraid of being punished by an adult for doing something wrong, grabbed the collar on his chest, and forced him to raise his head, "What do you want to do?" ”

The vampire's unique cold breath brushed Yan Peijun's thin lips and passed into his heart.

If it were other vampires, the cold breath would be accompanied by a bloody stench, but Yixi's breath made him not annoying, and even he enjoyed it extremely much.

"You promised me," Yan Peijun pursed his lips, "You said that as long as I gave blood, you agreed to a request I made." ”

It turned out to be for this.

Yixi nodded, and his tone gradually softened, "That's right, Benjun never breaks his word, just say, what do you want?" ”

Power, fame, or beauty.

"I want you." Yan Peijun blurted out.

Yixi, who was still immersed in Yan Peijun's choice or fame, was frightened by this sentence, and the strength in his hands increased a lot.

"Who do you want?" Yixi squinted, half-threatening to speak.

It seems that Yan Peijun dared to repeat this sentence again, and Yixi dared to kill him.

Realizing that Yixi was angry, Yan Peijun hurriedly added, "I want you to always be by your side." ”

Since meeting Yixi, this has been his lifelong wish.

"You know that the family is asking you to come to practice." Build your own fortress of glory, and now you have lived up to your family's expectations.

Yixi's fingers swept across Yan Peijun's chest, all the way up, and finally stopped on his Heavenly Spirit Cover with a slight force, "Aren't you afraid that the family will be ashamed of you?" ”

"Don't be afraid." Yan Peijun was very serious, took down Yixi's hand and kissed it reverently, "I am willing to be Your Excellency's most faithful servant." ”

Until the body dies and the soul is destroyed.

"Then Benjun will reluctantly agree to you."

Ben was still thinking of coercing and luring him to become his deacon, but he didn't expect him to send it to the door himself.

A smile flashed in Yixi's eyes, so he looked at Yan Peijun in embarrassment, "There is no shortage of faithful servants in this gentleman, and there is a lack of deacons, are you willing to .....?"

"I do." Before Yixi finished speaking, Yan Peijun was ecstatic and agreed.

He knew the deacons.

A position that swears to always respect the master and willingly die for the master, and the most important thing that also makes Yan Peijun the most satisfied is that the contract between the master and the servant is valid forever.

It means that he can be forever bound to the soul of the person he desires.

"Since you are willing, then remember, this gentleman's name is Yixi." Yixi withdrew his hand, looked at the white scenery on the horizon and walked towards the depths of the jungle, "It's almost dawn, Benjun wants to sleep." ”

Yixi, Yixi.....

Yan Peijun repeated these two words, carefully keeping them in his heart; The meaning is beautiful and noble, and I will not forget it.

Miraculously and happily followed behind Yixi.

The new guest picked up an unbaptized human knight and recognized him as a deacon!

The vampires of the Seventh Prince's realm were stunned.

Originally, they didn't believe this ridiculous rumor, but when they saw the human beings following behind the VIP and shouted the word "master" to the VIP with great obedience, they instantly felt that the world had become mysterious.

Is it that they can't keep up with the times?

When Emio learned that Yixi had accepted a knight as a deacon, he almost shook off the candy in his hand.

In the vaulted ceiling, the walls of which were covered with candles, Emio looked at the Yixi and the so-called human deacon in front of him with a complicated expression.

"He's a knight." Emio spoke calmly, refusing to ask him to ask the deacon to sign the contract.

Vampires use knights as deacons, and there have been few over the years, and the only one that is famous is the ninth prince who was beheaded by a knight who became a deacon himself a hundred years ago.

It was also his death that the ninth prince, who is now succeeding to the throne, was so cowardly and won the throne for nothing without cruel experience.

Having learned this lesson, vampires rarely sign deacon contracts with humans in order to prevent the former Ninth Prince from repeating what happened to them.

"I know." Yixi looked indifferent, holding all kinds of candy wrappers on the table.

Emio jumped up angrily by Yixi's attitude, "What don't you know, don't you know about the matter of the former ninth prince?" ”

These days, he deliberately let the vampires in his territory bring up the matter of the Ninth Prince again, in order to let Yixi weigh the consequences, but he didn't expect Yixi to use only one sentence I know that he was determined to sign a contract with the human knight.

Yixi glanced at Emios, "I'm tired of hearing it these days." ”

"Besides, if he is really a traitor, I will kill him, and I will admit it."

"...... "Why is she so stubborn!"

Emios's erect chest rose and fell continuously, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"If you really want him to be your deacon, you might as well take advantage of the night of the blood moon to let the king convert him," Mi Ya said coldly.

In this way, even if he had a different heart, the king would be able to detect it in advance and strangle his plan in the cradle.

Mia's idea made Emios's eyes light up, "Yes, so that I can also know if he has a disagreement with you; You're a low-level vampire, and if you transform him yourself, he'll just turn into a blood-hungry monster, so it's just right to call me to transform him. ”

It's one more way to save your life.

Humans who have been transformed by the prince will be stable at about four generations of mid-level vampires, although their abilities are not very outstanding, but they are more than enough to protect low-level vampires.

"No, you don't." Yixi decisively refused.

She didn't want her deacon to become a vampire like her, or else how would she suck blood.

The blood of the other humans is dirty.

"I am the deacon of the master, and the blood bag of the master, and refuse to convert." Yan Peijun touched the saber on his waist and said coldly.

Your master and servant are surprisingly consistent! Emio sighed deeply as he lay on the table, and the candy wrappers on the table fluttered into the air with his breath.

"Forget it." Emmios opened his mouth to break the silence, "Whatever you want, just be happy." ”

The purpose of the seventh prince is to be free and do whatever he wants, but he didn't expect that the guests he brought back would be deeply implemented into his thoughts in just a few days.

It made him love and angry.

Emio raised his left hand weakly, and Mia reacted immediately when she saw this, and walked towards the quiet basement.

When Miya returned, she was holding a pure black wooden box in her hand.

"To become a deacon, the souls of the two must be bound together," Emicius took the box, then opened the wooden lid, "take a drop of blood from it, sign the agreement with the blood, and the contract will be automatically established." ”

Yixi looked into the box, where a short dagger lay quietly, and under the dagger were several yellowed pieces of parchment.

What interests Yixi the most is not the agreement of the dagger pressing, but the dagger itself.

The whole body is pure black, but the handle of the knife is set with a gem that shines as red as blood in the light.

It was the short blade that she personally handed over to Jin Che in her previous life.

shouted Qiqi a few times in a row in his divine sense, but there was no response, Yixi had no choice but to give up, put away the wooden box and handed it to Yan Peijun.

"Okay, thank you, Seventh Prince."

"No thanks," said Emios, "I don't know if I'm helping you or hurting you, so I don't need thanks." ”

If it hurts you, you have to regret it.

"By the way," Emios added, looking at Yixi's back, "the war mentioned by the First Prince is about to begin, you are a low-level vampire, and it is better not to leave my territory." ”

Otherwise, it is easy to be instigated by other vampires to influence their thoughts and go to the front line to die.

Behind the castle, Yixi sat on the stone, looking at the box in Yan Peijun's hand and fell into deep thought.

Why did the short blade he gave to Jinche appear here?

Could it be that this world Jinche looks like a thousand years later?

One question after another swirled in my mind, I wanted to pull Qiqi out and ask clearly, but I didn't think that Qiqi would choose to sleep at this time.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Yixi only felt dizzy.

It seems that a large net is slowly tightening, trapping itself in it.

Just as Yixi sighed, a pair of gentle hands attached to the top of her head, massaging her acupuncture points, "Is the master uncomfortable?" ”

There was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his cold voice.

After Yan Peijun finished speaking, he took out a knife and cut it into his hand.

With the wound, Yan Peijun brought his arm to Yixi.

Yixi glanced at Yan Peijun in a trance, and under Yan Peijun's gentle coaxing, he bit his arm.

The tingling sensation from his hand made Yan Peijun frown, and he gently took Yixi into his arms, half leaning on the stone, and there was a deep calculation in his eyes.

His blood, in addition to the function of clearing away evil spirits that Qiqi investigated, is also addictive.