"Damn!" whispered an unfamiliar voice in the dark.

The sound sounded in my ears, like an insect scurrying in the shadows, and it bit me lightly, causing my body to involuntarily tug in the direction of the sound.

However, I didn't have time to think about anything more, because I didn't see any sign of my brother, and my left eye was cracked.

To be exact, it exploded.

With a dull pain, I forced my right eye open and watched a tuft of blood rush out of my left eye, which rose into the air and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, which permeated my head and face.

I smelled a dry, fishy, sweet smell of moss in my nose.

I felt that my left eye was pitch black and numb in pain.

The blood mist rose down, and some of them gradually condensed.

I stretched out my hand and spread out my palm, and a dark red feather fell into my palm.

"Meiyi...... Are you, your eyes well...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, I really can't help it, I ...... If I don't let out that bead of blood...... You've gone berserk and lost your heart, you're ...... It's terrible......" Huahai threw himself in front of me, his face full of tears, and he couldn't cry. The thin golden ring had been tied back to the ends of her hair, gently rippling in her ears and shining with her tears.

"Where's my brother?" I asked softly, with one eye open.

Huahai stared into my eyes, covered his mouth, and shook his head while crying, unable to speak.

"What is my background?" I asked softly.

Hua Hai's head shook harder, his fingers embedded in his cheeks, refusing to let the cry leak out of his mouth.

A tear of her was thrown over, and I only felt a chill on my face.

"Meiyi! don't ask again, she's just coaxing you!" Jicheng pushed away the sea of paintings, pinched my shoulder, his face was colorless, his eyes were burning, and he said in a dumb voice: "Let me see what is going on with your eyes! Do they hurt! Can you see me?"

I looked at him, my right eye was fine, but my left eye was a black hole—I could feel it.

"Meiyi—" Yoshiro let out a low growl of pain, his face twisted like a dog with a broken leg.

"Look what you've done. Jicheng turned his head to the sea of paintings, and did not raise his voice, but the words sounded cold and disgusting, as if he was vomiting: "You burst Meiyi's eyes." ”

"I ...... She sucks your blood......" said with a gray face.

"You also know that she sucked 'my' blood, what does it have to do with you?" Jicheng's voice had never been so cold as it was at this moment, as if he had murderous thoughts in his heart.

"That bead of blood in her eyes, causing her to go crazy in an instant, if you don't take it out, I don't know what will happen! It is much better to destroy an eyeball than to destroy the whole beauty!" Huahai roared: "I am here to save her! to save you! Is it for myself!

"I've known you since I was a child, and I've been all the way, I don't know what you're thinking?" Jicheng sneered, then sneered and turned into crying, and turned to me and stretched out his hand to me, as if to put his finger on my face.

"Meiyi, not afraid...... I'm sorry I couldn't protect you...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" At the end, he looked up as if he was muttering to something in the dark, and his tone was full of apologies.

I couldn't help but take two steps back.

"That's all there is to it. Jicheng looked down at me, a strange smile appeared on his face, and the pear vortex appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I'll change my eyes for you." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and thrust two fingers into his left eye.

Before I could react, Huahai screamed and hugged Jicheng's arm, there were no tears on his ivory-white face, only tears, and there seemed to be wildfire crackling and burning in his eyes.

"One person does things, one person is responsible. Hua Hai said coldly: "If you want to change it, you will also change it, I can't bear your affection! Believe it or not, I'd rather not have this eyeball, exchange it for Meiyi, and don't want Meiyi to become an unrecognizable demon!"

Before the words fell, Hua Hai's hand had already picked out his eye sockets.

I know that my sister has always been arrogant and unwilling to tell the truth, she really would rather gouge out her own eyeballs and pay me compensation than have people wronged her and criticized her.

"Sister!!!" I cried out to stop - I had already lost an eye, how could I let them suffer this great sin again!

Maybe there's a way. There was a glimmer of hope left in my heart.

Because I am no one else, I am the good will, the good will that the fish will call my name, the fireflies will haunt me and fly, the blue dragon will give me a pearl, the messenger of God will appoint the stars for me, and the lake of fire Satan will compromise and give in to me!

Jicheng is between me and the sea of paintings, his eyes are gloomy, his face is like still water, the pear vortex has disappeared, I don't know what to think.

I have a strange feeling in my heart: I have lost an eye, and it would be understandable if my sister wanted to change her eye to me because she was distressed and guilty, because she was my sister after all, and she broke my eye with her own hands. But why did I see him for the first time when I woke up in the Fortress of the Holy Star, and my friendship with him was only a few days of companionship, and he was willing to give an eye for me? And why, with such guilt in his tone? Why did he feel sorry for me?

And just now I had a frenzied seizure, biting and sucking him, and I could feel that he did not exert all his strength to struggle, and allowed me to drink his blood. But before, when Luo Ying was about to feed me with the blood on his wrist, Jicheng was extraordinarily excited and crazy, howling to stop it, so why?

Oops!!

I suddenly thought of something, my brain exploded, and I stumbled under my feet: although the blood beads in my eyes that were transformed into feathers had been beaten away from me by my sister, but I had clearly sucked the blood in Jicheng's neck just now, and I was already fed blood by the blood clan, so did I get the "new life of the holy clan"...... Don't...... Am I going to transform into a Bloodline in no time?!

I pushed Yoshiro away and reached out to clasp the hand of the painting sea.

I stared at my fingers and slowly tried to open my mouth.

The fingers are still the same, white, slightly fat, innocent, but very firm, pinching the sea and unable to move.

No fangs came out of my mouth.

I don't even have the hunger and thirst for blood anymore.

The aftertaste of the blood left in the depths of the throat cavity and sent to the city is like confessing the heart into a water pattern on the surface of the lake, exposing the world, and the shame is unbearable.

I didn't become a vampire after sucking the blood of Yoshijo.

Maybe the time has not yet come?

My fingers followed my mind, first loosening and then tightening.

In this moment of relaxation and tightness, Huahai had already broken free from my grip, and without hesitation, she spread her fingers and dug into her own eye sockets!

"Damn, damn it!" the unfamiliar voice sounded again, sounding very childish, but also annoyed, like a very angry little teenager.

As he spoke, I felt a flash of light, and a light flashed before me, and I saw it with one eye, perhaps a few of them, and my pale blue arm pushed the painting to the ground, and then it came towards me, and pulled me up, and I followed it like a cloud.