Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 70 Legend of the Galaxy: Then Die

"It's even scarier than the dead bodies inside. I told you to let me see you less, because you are really annoying."

I shook off Meng Chike's hand and yelled at him in a mocking tone, feeling uncomfortable, even though I dared to resist him, I still felt very uncomfortable.

Stepping back, Meng Chike slowly raised his eyes, approaching me step by step, as if he wanted to eat me, those red eyes made people feel chills.

Something rested on my ankle, and my whole body fell backwards. Meng Chike savagely pulled my waving arm, and he grabbed me by the throat.

"Don't want to see me? Then go die." Meng Chike's bloodshot eyes seemed to be bleeding, and every word carried the breath of death.

My throat hurts from his powerful pinch, I blushed, his words ignited flames in my brain.

"Meng... Meng Chike, it's so funny, cough... why did I die, not you... At least, when you die, no one will know."

Just looking into each other's eyes like that, I said this viciously, even I felt uncomfortable, and it was even more difficult to talk to him calmly.

Meng Chike let go of the hand that was pinching my neck. Taking advantage of his distraction for a second, I opened my mouth and bit his hand, then turned around and rushed out of the scientific research building.

The endless sky is cloudless, and the warm sunshine shines on the whole earth. If it is quiet, I will see you on the campus trail. I am running wildly like a headless fly, just wanting to escape Meng Chike far away.

I don't know how far I ran, I stopped in front of a small river out of breath, panting heavily.

Huhu...Great, I finally escaped, I breathed a sigh of relief, and simply lay down beside the small river to rest.

It is so beautiful here, a straight river is like a coastal road with no end in sight, and the clear blue sky is at the end of the confusion.

The green water of the small river flows quietly, and the weeping willows on both sides of the river bank are like beautiful fairies washing their hair.

A gust of summer wind blew by, and ripples rippled on the calm water surface. Under the refraction of the sun, a small river showed a rippling scene.

Listen carefully, the birds on the tree are singing, and the green grass and shade are really a pleasant beauty.

Although the small river is beautiful, I noticed one thing. This small river does not have any bridges. It is like a pulse across the earth. I don't even know where the source is and where the water flows.

(End of this chapter)