Chapter 169: Feeding Blood

This is the second time.

The first time you grabbed me by the neck and opened your hands, your fingers wrapped around my neck like a white daisy that had exploded abruptly, your teeth pressed close to my veins, gesturing to bite.

But the patriarch of the human race dropped me in an instant, and by the time you reacted, I had escaped.

Because that time, you were just trying to blackmail and show off.

This time, you're not going to let me go.

Your fingers are no longer like petals, but ropes, with a fierce breath to uproot me, a wild thorn of humanity, and replant it in the gloomy and fertile soil of the Blood.

I stood still, boiling behind me. Everyone "Good intentions!", "Luoying!", "What are you doing!", "Stop!...... The shouts were incessant, and they were about to pounce in an instant.

Luoying's teeth were already embedded in my neck, and with the strength of his hands, he turned my body over and faced the rushing crowd.

"Luo Yingjun, there is something to say!" The elder brother stretched out his arms and made a stop movement, not only to stop everyone from continuing to step forward, but also to try to stabilize Luo Ying's next move.

"Luo Yingjun, along the way, I have seen your help to Meiyi, you know a lot, and your ability is extraordinary, but you never dislike Meiyi's naivety and ignorance, and you make mistakes from time to time...... Before, Meiyi was dragged into the stone wall by monsters, and if it weren't for your company and rescue, Meiyi would not have been able to survive until our arrival...... Although she is willful, she is also trying...... You let go of her......" The brother whispered softly, the anxiety in his eyes flashing.

Forget to stare at me tightly, her honey-colored cheeks losing their color, as if the sky of the evening sunset had been cut transparent by the lightning that came in an instant.

Luo Ying's lips were against my neck, like two cold fish, stranded on the shore, with a desperate and faint gasp.

But he didn't let go of me.

"Even if you want to turn Meiyi into a blood clan now, you don't need to suck the blood in her neck, you obviously want her life!" said Hua Hai through gritted teeth, his voice already burning into a fire, with a hot breath.

"Haha!" Luo Ying sneered, her mouth finally left my neck, her hand still firmly pinched me, and her voice was arrogant and cold: "What do I want to do with my beautiful life!" She is not petite, she moves like a rabbit, I relax a little, and she will disappear - you are really joking, you are really joking, no one can see it, if there is no good intention, the five holy relics, don't want to get it! How can you let her leave the team and make mistakes!"

"Solitude means good will, do you want to control her by making her a blood clan!" Ji Cheng was furious, his face was distorted, and he felt that he would show his fangs at any moment: "If I'm not mistaken, you Luo Yingjun has already said that you are not rare to be a candidate for the new king, what's the matter? Have you changed your mind?

The face of the painted sea is pale, and the sparkling eyes look at me, and then look at Luoying.

"Nonsense!" Luo Ying chirped: "If I change my mind, I have to report to you!" Then he looked at his brother and said proudly: "Meiyi will become a blood clan sooner or later, so what's the harm if you are a little sooner or later? At that moment, I hoped that if I could, I would like to help Meiyi become a saint in advance, because the road ahead will only become more and more unpredictable. ”

"Besides, my lord, according to the agreement, you just make a fair record, and you don't need to ask your opinion......" Luo Ying's arrogant voice continued to ring in my ears. Somehow, I suddenly thought of him in the Blue Castle clan, the face that didn't seem to have a long mouth, mean and unkind—he was raised by her, so there must have been some subtle influence, right?

Luo Ying said as she let go of a hand and brought it to her mouth.

The other hand was still stuck on my neck.

"Don't—" Hua Hai shouted, his voice like a piece of cloth, scorching and cutting, cutting out of it.

"Don't come here, Lord Servant should know what I'm capable of, and nothing I am determined to do. Luo Ying's voice hardened.

I reached out and tugged at Luoying's hand around my neck, but I felt a little difficult to breathe.

Why!

Why do they only talk and don't act!

Why haven't they come and rescued me from this predicament!

Suddenly, I heard Kazama shout "Oops!", and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

Jicheng, who was standing beside him, reached out to help her, but his body was crooked and he fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" said Hua Hai, who fell to the ground as soon as he finished asking.

Immediately after, my brother and Wangyan also fell one after another.

"Luo Yingjun, what did you do?" the elder brother said in a low voice, his voice a little out of breath.

"It's nothing," Luo Ying sneered softly: "But just chasing Meiyi, I'm afraid that you will not help, so I just raised some crimson fog." ”

"Scarlet fog?" Huahai was bitter and annoyed: "It's good that you are a Luoying, you have encountered so many sad hurdles, and I don't see you spreading the scarlet fog, it's good to use it on your own people!"

"Why can't I use my hands and feet......" Kazama muttered.

"It's okay, this scarlet fog just makes the breath of your hands and feet stagnant for a moment, and when the good intentions are done, you will be able to act conveniently. Luo Ying said lightly, unimpressed.

"Luo Yingjun, this behavior is not very good!" forgot to say the truth.

"I've never been a downright person, so why do you need to say it?" Luo Ying sneered.

"Luo Yingjun, the good will is not yet seventeen, and it is not in the Holy Star Castle that the Holy Clan elders perform the sacred ritual for the good will, you change the good will from a human to a blood clan by your private deeds, how can the Holy King allow you!" the elder brother shouted.

Luo Ying snorted coldly: "The Holy King is grateful to me for this, and I don't know...... Don't you know better than I do what it means to the Holy Family? If she walks alone as a human being, and any unforeseen thing happens, can you afford it?

The human body?

What happened to the human body?

It seems that vampires are not flesh and blood, and vampires can be invincible?

What arrogance!

"Let go!" he grabbed my neck, my voice hissing.

His hand didn't move, and I had to struggle to hold Luo Ying's other wrist: "What the hell are you going to do?!"

"Bite through the thickest vein on my wrist and feed you my blood, and you will be reborn by the Holy Clan. A cold smile appeared on the corner of Luo Ying's mouth, like a flower blooming in a nightmare.

"Luoying, have you forgotten?" My brain was buzzing and feverish, and the words in my mouth flowed out of my head, as if they were hot: "I was hungry before, you want to feed me with blood, but I didn't drink after all, you yourself said, 'It's okay not to drink', and you also said, 'Grow up and grow old little by little, like a flower blooming and falling...... For this world, it is like a gust of wind, the wind rises and moves, and the wind passes without a trace, which is not a beautiful thing. 'Balabala, I knew at that time that you were really good for me, why did you suddenly change your mind...... I don't want to drink! I don't want to be a vampire! I don't want to live in the dark all my life!"

"I've never changed, it's you who have been changing. Luo Ying lowered her head, gently devoured her wrist, and when she looked up again, her lips were dyed red.

"I'm afraid that one day, you'll be unrecognizable. Losing you is not the king's desire—nor mine. Luo Ying whispered.

I stared at his mouth in horror, wondering what had spurred him to change.

"Come here. "Falling Ying grabbed my jaw and pinched my cheek with her fingers, cracking my mouth open.

"Good intentions. Luo Ying raised his wrist above my lips and called me softly, and I heard a pang in my heart - Luo Ying, you wicked!

"Drink it, and for a moment you will be dizzy, and your blood will be boiling like boiling water, and you will see eternal life through the heavy place of death. Luo Ying's voice was bewitching, his face had never been so beautiful as it was at this moment, as if the stars were sprinkled on the surface of the lake, making people want to jump in and crush with the starlight.