Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"Vampires are not so obsessed with souls. What they are obsessed with is blood. What is your identity?" Nangong Baiye's face approached a little closer.

Beiming Liancheng licked his sharp fangs: "I'm really not a blood clan..."

"Then what are you? Werewolf? No, not like." Nangong Baiye scratched the blade with his fingertips, bringing out blood.

Watching her movements, Beiming Liancheng raised his black-gloved fingers to his sexy thin lips, and made a booing gesture. His eyes were golden and evil: "Junior Sister, I'm just an ordinary girl." human beings."

"You told me before, don't talk about human nature with vampires." Nangong Baiye smiled brightly: "Now you say you are an ordinary human being? Brother, your lying skills are getting worse and worse."

Beiming Liancheng looked at her with a smile, elegant and changeable: "Well, I admit, I lied to you before."

"You are also lying to me now." Nangong Baiye would not be stupid enough to believe his words.

Beiming Liancheng curled the corners of his mouth: "What do you want me to do? I'm such a hard-to-serve junior sister."

"Your Highness, you look the same in the front and the same in the back, are you tired?" Nangong Baiye deeply felt that her senior brother had at least four or more personalities.

However, what is certain is that whether it is cold as frost, or evil and rascal, any kind of personality is well brought out by him to the extreme... The extreme makes people hate it, but at the same time thinks it is so handsome and hateful!

Beiming Liancheng yawned lazily: "It can still be controlled at present."

Really shameless.

Nangong Baiye clapped his hands on his waist: "Back to the topic we just talked about, what's the problem with the Jiang family?" After asking, he added harshly: "If you don't say anything, I will use my mouth without rinsing." kiss you!"

Hearing this, Beiming Liancheng's beautiful eyebrows twitched, as cold as an ancient royal god's face: "Let go of your claws on me."

"Not loose." Nangong Baiye simply hugged the man's waist. Anyway, she let out such cruel words, why is she still blushing and shy, she will definitely get an answer.

The temperature on Beiming Liancheng's body was getting colder and colder. He grabbed her back collar and made a gesture to throw her out of the room.

"Hello!" Nangong Baiye raised his eyes to look at him, his black hair was softly pasted behind his ears, which was not annoying.

Beiming Liancheng lowered his head, raised his index finger, and poked her cheek.

The cold touch made Nangong Baiye's thoughts clearer: "Ye Mei is definitely not going to harm anyone, but you are dragging her to death again, with an expression that you haven't found out something at all, could it be that... the Jiang family There is more than one evil ghost?"

"Hmm." Beiming Liancheng continued to poke her face, the coldness in his eyes became even worse, what does it mean to be dragged to death?

Nangong Baiye stretched out a hand and grabbed his fingertips, his eyes shrewd: "But if there are other ghosts, I can't possibly not feel them, unless it relies on other media... People from the Jiang family The accident started after going to the cemetery, they took things that shouldn't be taken..." Nangong Baiye stood up all of a sudden, grabbed the fur coat thrown on the bed, and left the inn without looking back!

The fog was blown away a little by the wind.

Jiang Xin curled up even in the coldness of the prison cell that never saw sunlight.

He was waiting for someone, someone who would release him from this damn prison!

The reason why he took the blame so happily in the court is because he knew that no matter when it came, he would have a way out!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xin moved his body. For some reason, he had a strange feeling from the very beginning, as if there was something in this house peeping at her from the dark.

But this cell is separate, and there are no guards around, let alone jailers, and there are not even two or three criminals. Even if there are, everyone sleeps at this point, waiting to die. Nor would she turn her head to look at him.

, but the feeling of being spied on was so strong that his neck started to get cold...

suddenly!

There was a click from outside the prison door.

Jiang Xin, who has been working with metal all year round, can recognize that it is the sound of iron locks being opened.

Strangely, the jailer didn't come in, and nothing unusual was seen outside the cell door.

With a clatter, the sound of iron tools rubbing against each other sounded again!

Jiang Xin looked around subconsciously, but there was still nothing...

The nameless tension gripped his heart, he took a step back and scolded, "Who's there!"

No one answered, but the rattling sound of the door lock became louder and louder, echoing in the empty prison, loud and ear-piercing!

Jiang Xin started to get scared, there was obviously nothing outside, nothing at all!

What the hell was shaking the lock?

Jiang Xin didn't dare to think about it, and stepped back step by step, stepping on the dry grass for sleeping on the ground, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

suddenly!

A woman's gentle and seductive voice came from behind him.

"master"

An ordinary address that couldn't be more ordinary was called out behind him, his neck was stiff, he didn't look back, and he held up the protective jade with trembling fingers.

"master."

Another soft call.

When I was a child, I heard the old man say that you must not answer someone calling from behind at night!

Jiang Xin is smart, covering his mouth tightly, shivering in the corner tremblingly, as long as he persists in answering, he will be fine until dawn!

Bang!

As if annoyed by his actions, the cell door opened.

Jiang Xin stood up sweating profusely, panting heavily, and looked outside the cell. A jailer looked at him, shook the money in his hand, and said in a breathless voice: "You are finally awake, get up, Someone wants to see you."

It turned out to be a nightmare... Huh, Jiang Xin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his back, and thought with his head down, he should be the person who came to see him at this time, which means he can go out!

After Jiang Xin wiped his sweat, his whole face lit up, and he waited quietly.

After a while, a person came in from the prison. She was wearing a long red dress, holding a rice basket made of bamboo in her hand, and stuffed some silver into the jailer's hand before smiling at Jiang Xin.

"Why is it you?" Jiang Xin's tone was clearly displeased when his hopes fell through.

Aunt Jiu was wronged fiercely, she pouted her red lips, and arranged the meals one after another: "Master has entered the cell, and the house is walking around, noisy, no one wants to see you except me."

Hearing this, Jiang Xin sighed and hugged him over, with a small heart on his lips: "It's not in vain that the master loves you, don't worry, after today, the master, I will be able to go out."

"Really?" Aunt Jiu looked very happy.

Jiang Xin touched her leg without changing his mind, and hissed again: "Don't let those jailers listen."

"Okay." Aunt Jiu nodded happily, and while arranging the banquet in her hand, she called again casually: "Master?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xin picked up the wine glass and took a sip happily.

moment!

Aunt Jiu's movements slowed down, her raised hand was turning stiffly, but her neck was twisted, her posture was indescribably strange: "You agreed."

Jiang Xin also noticed that the hand holding the wine glass was a little trembling.

He remembered!

It was this voice that called me in the dream!

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"Please, please first..." From the other end of the prison, Master Zhang's panting and respectful voice came.

Nangong Baiye didn't intend to be so eye-catching, but His Royal Highness's aura is too strong, anyone who looks at him will rush to curry favor.

Mr. Zhang nodded and bowed respectfully, turning his head every time he took a step and instructing: "This dungeon is dark, Your Highness Seventh, please be careful where you step.

Nangong Baiye once again looked sideways at Beiming Liancheng, who was exuding an intimidating aura. His face and decent attire were too incompatible with the environment here.

Beiming Liancheng seemed to dislike the smell here, and his sexy thin lips were slightly pursed. Those slender and elegant hands were wrapped in black gloves, and only the porcelain white wrists were exposed, exuding a faint temptation. Walking forward slowly, the eyelashes of the thick eyebrows cast a light shadow, but the corner of the mouth is full of evil playfulness...

Something is wrong!

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, it took at least half a stick of incense from the time they entered the cell, but there was no slight change in the surrounding area, as if no matter how they walked, they would never end.

"Ghost hits the wall." She lowered her head and muttered three words to herself.

The lord Zhang didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What is Miss Bai Ye talking about?"

"It's nothing." Nangong Baiye, with his robe in one hand and a piece of talisman in the other, casually slapped on the prison door when Mr. Zhang was not paying attention. His walking posture did not change, and he was still thinking casually.

Mr. Zhang sighed, and sighed: "Finally here, His Royal Highness, Jiang Xin will be locked in the cell in front."

Hearing that someone was coming, the guard stood up immediately, with obvious panic on his face, and said falteringly: "My lord, my lord!"

"En." Master Zhang put his hands behind his back, and said very authoritatively, "Take us in."

In the dungeon, there are one checkpoint and one lock. There are almost six locks in total. The crimes inside are more serious. This design is also to prevent prisoners from escaping.

The jailer pinched the iron lock with trembling hands, and glanced into it with his eyes, and he knew that he was guilty.

Nangong Baiye frowned: "Has anyone been here?"

"Ah?" The jailer quickly shook his head and stammered, "No, no, no one."

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes and followed the jailer into the room.

The jailer seemed to be delaying time intentionally, the soles of his shoes were grinding on the ground, but he didn't seem to move forward.

Nangong Baiye simply avoided him and walked quickly to the prison.

The prison door is open, and Jiang Xin...is dead!

"What, what's going on here?" The jailer didn't expect this to happen, and shook his hand holding the oil lamp back and forth.

Nangong Baiye knelt down and touched Jiang Xin's face with his fingers: "The body is still hot, it just died, he killed him!"

"Impossible, it's impossible! I've been guarding outside!" the jailer yelled, horror occupied his eyes, even if the woman who gave him the money killed someone, he didn't see her go out, did he?

A living person just disappeared from his sight?is it possible? !

He shook his head in disbelief, trying to get rid of the fear in his mind!

suddenly!

The gloomy oil lamp was dimmed, and an inexplicable cold wind blew over. With a bang, the iron door was closed tightly, and there was a strange "clack" sound in the prison——

"What!" Master Zhang also began to realize that something was wrong, his legs trembled, and he shouted!

The jailer who had lowered his head raised his eyes, and those eyes rolled strangely: "Hey..."

This laugh is very hoarse, it doesn't sound like a human being, it's a bit like a cat

Cry, grasp it in the bottom of my heart one by one.

The people who listened were very uncomfortable. Nangong Baiye felt that the feeling was very bad. It was a bit like the "The Grudge" I watched in modern times, and I couldn't grasp the reality.

Mr. Zhang was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. He pointed at the jailer with trembling fingers: "He, he..."

"The upper body of the ghost." Nangong Baiye grabbed the man and stood in front of him. Huya bit his finger, and the sweet blood was smeared on the exorcism knife.

The jailer looked at her movements, as if he was not afraid at all, and only smiled sinisterly...

Nangong Baiye held the exorcism knife coldly, and the surroundings turned into blackness with no one there!

The jailer is gone, Mr. Zhang is gone, and even her perverted senior brother is gone...

Nangong Baiye tightened the handle of the knife, and walked forward tentatively, it was a very desolate house, there was nothing in the house, even the trees were bare.

The layout of the house is somewhat familiar, a long river runs across the backyard, bottomless.

Nangong Baiye was walking while listening to the sound of his footsteps echoing empty in the huge house, the road ahead was dim and dark, the surroundings were quiet and only his own breathing could be heard.

After walking like this for a while, a room appeared in front of her. She stretched out her hand and pushed the door open, and a biting cold air rushed towards her face.

The entire boudoir was deadly quiet.

Nangong Baiye looked around, except for the long hair that the woman tore off when combing her hair, there was nothing else.

She flipped through it casually, and suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing from the back of her neck, and subconsciously turned her head back!

Apart from her, no one else appeared.

Unable to explain why, she had an indescribable dislike for this place, and was about to lift her legs to go out, when she heard creaking...creaking...creaking... a sound like shaking an old iron bed came into her ears inside……

Nangong Baiye slowly turned his head and looked at the source of the sound. The door of the inner room opened a crack for some unknown reason, and the light from the oil lamp came out, making the whole room a bit dark.

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, gripped the exorcism knife tightly, and walked over with light steps.

The closer she got, the clearer and harsher the voice became, making it extremely uncomfortable.

When she kicked open the door, the sound stopped!

There was a person lying under the bed, and that person was none other than Aunt Jiu. She had no expression on her face, she just turned her head to look at Nangong Baiye: "Miss Baiye, why are you here? Isn't the case already closed?" Is it over? Is there any question you want to ask me? Then come here and pull me out."

Aunt Ninth's hand just got out from under the bed, the back of her hand was covered with corpse lines, and her lips were unnaturally blue and white: "Miss Bai Ye, help me, it's too cold under the bed My hands are numb from the cold."

Nangong Baiye told himself that he couldn't go there, but his footsteps seemed to be disobedient, and he walked towards the wooden bed...