The sound of rain was mixed with the sound of swords, and some poignant resounded in the silence of the mountains and forests.

The footsteps that stopped and continued on.

The white boots stepped on the mud and sand, leaving rows of footprints in the darkness.

In the darkness, only a pair of bright eyes were beaten by the heavy rain.

Bo Han didn't know why, but he also had some unclear grievances and grievances.

The woman in white in the rain slowly squatted down, her slender cold white fingertips gently caressing a strand of wet black hair on Bailian's cheek.

Even though there was a living person in front of him at this moment, he had no strength to eat.

The woman looked at him with an indiscernible look that did not last long, and with a soft sigh she lifted him up from the muddy water, leaning her back against a rock.

The slender fingertips slowly brushed his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, as if to copy his current appearance to his heart.

Finally, the fingertips resting lightly on his cold lips were slowly passed in, sharp fangs piercing the skin of the fingertips.

The warm blood flowed into his mouth as if it were irrigating a withering life.

Brian's furrowed brow twitched slightly, and feeling the warm and familiar taste in his mouth, he finally regained a trace of strength.

Gently took the slender cold white finger, like a puppy drinking milk, and licked and sucked lightly with his tongue.

The fingers between his teeth trembled slightly, and I don't know if I felt too itchy from licking or because of some kind of nervousness.

Brian's cold, empty body finally regained a trace of heat.

He swallowed greedily, although the amount of blood was not much, but it was surprisingly sweet, in his subconscious, he even felt that the taste of this blood was a hundred times more than that of Lin Yuan.

Just a little, the corpse bead under his chest stopped bursting, and the effect was amazing.

But no matter how mellow and attractive the blood on his fingertips was, it was not enough to make up for the void in his body.

Brian was so weak that he opened his eyes, and the corpse demon's unique ability to see in the dark seemed to be much weaker.

Through the darkness, he could see only the blurred outline of half of the woman's face, her perfectly curved gin and her nervous lips.

He tilted his head, let go of the finger between his teeth, and through his blood-moistened throat he could barely speak: "Go...... Go away......"

Drinking blood directly will transform others and become corpse demons like him.

Even if you are hungry and thirsty, you must suppress your instincts.

The woman's voice came faintly from the darkness: "If you don't drink blood, you will die." ”

Brian's bloody eyes were weak and half-closed, and there was an irrepressible sadness in his pupils, and he muttered, "I'm already dead......"

Although Brian is pure and kind by nature, he is as strong as iron in his heart, although he is weak, he will never easily reveal a trace of cowardice and sadness in front of her.

Xu is too cold and weak now, so he inadvertently releases the despair and sadness in his heart.

The woman saw those blood-colored eyes really well.

The finger that had been pricked by the fangs curled up and trembled slightly.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the darkness.

It was the woman who threw down her sword.

With her free hands, she hugged Brian tightly and as if she had been lost in her arms.

The wind and rain between heaven and earth seem to have passed in an instant.

Brian's eyes widened.

He rested his face on the other man's soft chest, and the chaotic and rapid heartbeat in his ears was so powerful and clear.

It's like a chaotic song, composing endless miscellaneous and deep thoughts.

The woman's slender arms clenched Brian's head with force as if they were about to rub him into his bones and bury him in his soul.

Brian felt the other man kissing his wet hair.

Her trembling voice swept over the dark clouds: "I'm sorry...... I've been looking for you for two hundred years, and I don't know...... I really don't know ...... you."

Brian's consciousness was in a mess, and his stiff hands didn't know what to do.

Who is this woman?

Two hundred years?

Does she know herself?

His head began to ache again, as if someone had smashed his head with a chisel, trying to dig out the deepest memories.

The thirst for blood in the body has not yet dissipated, and the pain in the sea of consciousness is rolling endlessly.

As his consciousness drifted away, a thin low whine came out of Bailian's mouth.

The woman's grip on him was slightly loose, but she slowly sank down, and the soft arc rubbed against his cheeks.

Soon, the slender neck took its place, clinging to his lips.

She said: "Don't be afraid, death is too cold, too long, you may have seen the water of the Yellow Spring, the Stone of Three Lives, but when you step through the gate of the underworld, you will never be able to look back to see the person you want to see." ”

Brian's lips pressed against her skin, and his voice was a little muffled: "Who is the person I want to meet?"

The woman's voice was hoarse with some forbearance of pain, and even self-blame: "A person who can make you desperate." ”

Brian fell silent for a long time.

The woman's cold voice gradually softened: "Drink my blood and let me take you out of this darkness." ”

Brian asked, "You...... Who is it?"

The woman did not answer, but her voice pleaded, "Please, drink my blood." ”

Brian frowned, "You're going to be like me." ”

The woman chuckled, but her tone was confident: "No." ”

If she goes to the darkness like him, then she will get what she wants.

Brian was not a pretentious person, and when he heard the confidence and affirmation in her tone, he no longer suppressed his desires.

He hugged the other party instead, because of the extreme thirst for blood in his body, the movement was very powerful, as if she had just hugged him, and he circled it into his arms fiercely, and his fangs pierced the skin with longing tenderness.

The warm liquid like a sweet spring made a gurgling sound as his Adam's apple rolled.

That blood contained an extremely magical aura and power.

For Brian, it was like the best medicine in the world, nourishing his soul.

He didn't realize that in the process of swallowing, the crack in the corpse bead in his chest was actually repaired quickly on its own.

The blood contained in the transparent corpse beads was so full that the inner body talent opened on its own, and the blood-colored flowers on the other side of his skin quietly bloomed, revealing the breath of death.

However, the Yin and Yang Dao fish in his dantian qi sea formed a stark contrast, and the vitality suddenly became incomparably full, and the speed of rotation was amazing!

The woman raised her head high, her snow-white slender neck bent into a beautiful arc, and her bright eyes reflected the darkness of the sky.

It was supposed to be a desperate picture.

But there was light in her eyes, and there was fire in her eyes.

The light, the fire, is like a ray of hope burning out of the ashes.

Brian eats in a measured manner, or rather, he is a man who is very good at suppressing his desires.

When his body was out of danger, even though the blood tempted his soul, he still stiffened his arms and slowly let go of the woman.