The Haunted

After a while, the hand holding his shoulder and the hand holding his left hand were released at the same time.

After a short period of time, I was somewhat uncomfortable. After I responded, I quickly let go of my hand holding my neck and took a step back.

He kept breathing, and he insisted on standing in front of this blood group, instead of standing on the ground with his hands and feet.

"When you go, someone will send you away." The voice of the other party is extremely cold, but it is not the feeling of daily conversation, but it seems to sound directly from his mind through the distant time and space.

Inexplicably, I felt that the voice and tone were familiar, but then I immediately put aside this idea. After all, he could not recognize such a seemingly very important... blood family.

He was somewhat embarrassed by the information revealed by this sentence - is the other party going to let himself go? He sucked his blood and was satisfied, so let him go?

The other person is not like laughing or playing with himself. Because even a vampire, according to the existing news, the other party is a very powerful vampire, and grasp the full advantage of the current situation. He can arbitrarily manipulate himself, and he is powerless to resist, so the other party has no need to fool or deceive himself.

This is much better than all the results that were expected before the delay. After all, although he was sucked up by blood, the other party seemed to be restrained. He did not have a lot of discomfort. For the time being, this behavior did not cause him even worse damage.

Later, he knows rationally that he should listen to this person's words at this time, don't say anything, and quietly leave before he changes his mind. After he leaves, he will find a way to save Jiangtian.

But in his mind, he kept flashing the scenes in the banquet hall he saw. He didn't dare to wait any longer. He was afraid that he would not have time to save Jiangtian. He was afraid that the first friend he met here would come with himself. Participate in a stupid cocktail party and die completely under the monster's fangs.

So at this moment, I chose to make an extremely risky decision. If he is savvy and has some experience, if he is not so flirtatious and fearless, he may not have such courage to make such a determination. risks of.

He stood there, hesitantly, with the most sincere tone to ask the **** family who had just smothered his blood in front of him: "Thank you, but... I came with a human friend, can I bring him together? go away?"

The vampire did not immediately respond, and the room was silent for a moment.

After a short while, I heard the ethereal voice in my mind again: "You are the prey of the black invitation. I am the guest who is invited. According to the rules, I can do anything to you tonight. But I Just take away your little blood and let you go. You still have to use my kindness to ask for another prey... Why?"

What is the rule of this door? I don’t even know that black invitation is the meaning...

However, he also knows that it is useless to go to the defense at this time. On the contrary, from the perspective of the other party, what the other party said is justified.

Hard hitting can only make the result worse. He doesn't have the capital to compete with a nest of non-human monsters. He is on the other side's site, and the safety of himself and his friends are in the hands of the other's blood, obeying each other and acting according to each other's logic. Only one line can achieve its purpose.

Late in the moment, there was a decision.

He gently raised his head and completely showed the fragile and undefended arc of the neck: "Please take my blood again, you don't have to be as ruthless as the last time... my only exchange request is, let me take me. Friends go together."

In the dimly lit room, his neck was extraordinarily fair, slender and soft, not to mention the only thing in the eyes of the owner who could see this scene.

The light in the room is very dark, and the eyes are covered with ribbons on the eyes, so you can't see any outlines. He can feel that the other person's gaze is always in the neck and can't linger.

Unexpectedly, when I was late, I felt that I was picked up by the crowd. His heart suddenly came up, and I felt that I was thrown on a soft and elastic thing in the next moment. He touched the silk fabric under his hand and judged that it should be a bed.

Soon he felt a shadow over the top, and the body felt the weight of the adult blood family.

He didn't know the purpose of the other party's doing it, but after remembering his promises and exchange conditions, he once again obediently raised his neck. There was a feeling of relief in his heart. The performance of the other party should have promised to exchange himself. Conditional.

One kiss fell on his neck, and the thin skin of the next second was pierced again by the sharp teeth. The other party seemed to be more eager than the last time. It was obvious that the blood was sucked, but it was not as calm as it was the first time. What temptations have been received, and it is difficult to suppress the desire in the heart.

Late, as before, subconsciously clasped the other's shoulders with both hands, feeling that the other hand's hand swam a little bit to care for himself in the dream... He wore a metal texture on his left hand. That should be a wide ring...

This time, it took three times the time before it was released. The tears from his eyes drenched the black ribbon that was on his eyes, and some even slipped down his cheeks.

The blood family gently touched the wet black cloth with his fingers, then bowed his head and gently kissed the tears on his face, whispering with a whisper: "... Don't be afraid, I won't do anything that hurts you... ...no one here can hurt you..."

His voice is too low and entangled, and the lateness of consciousness can only capture the "don't be afraid" in front, but can't distinguish the words behind it. This time he used his own real voice, not the ethereal voice, but he was also unable to detect the same because of mental fatigue.

Not because of fear, just... too irritating, the feeling of being continuously sucking blood again. He was slightly ashamed of his senses and did not dare to tell the truth.

This continued to rely on the warmth for a long time, the blood family completely let go of him, got up and stepped back to the side.

After a long struggle, I sat up from the bed, and I couldn’t wait to sort out my shirt and scattered hair. I asked my most concerned question: "Are you agreeing? Can I take my friends with me?" ”

He waited with expectation and restlessly waiting for the affirmative answer, but he heard the other party's cold and humiliating voice: "Too naive, tonight, here, I could have done what I wanted, just because you are tempted. I am. But I can still promise your request, but I have other conditions."

It’s too odious, how can it... I have absorbed my own blood.

I was holding my shirt late, because I was too hard to smash the fabric in my hand. He found that his shirt button had been pulled all over, and only the two of the top necks were left. He had to work hard to bring the plackets on the sides together and gather them by hand to cover them. Body.

But he also knew that he did not have the right to resist and appeal at the moment. The other party did not say anything wrong. It was too naive to think that it was so simple to achieve the goal.

He tried to calm his breath and insisted on calmly saying: "What kind of conditions do you say?"

"In a month, 30 days is limited. When I want your blood, you will come to see me. I will send someone to pick you up."

"But I usually have to go to class, but also to participate in some activities..." Chi Yu subconsciously found the reason for rejection.

The other party did not say anything, but this has already indicated his attitude.

There is no negotiation or negotiation at all. There is neither experience nor negotiating capital. The other party can only make him collapse if he is silent. He can’t talk about any conditions. His heart is suffering. He urgently needs to guarantee himself and Jiang Tian. Security. The opposite blood family is not like a type that can accept rejection or bargaining.

"...OK, I promise you, but you must promise to ensure that my friends and I are safely leaving here."

"Yes." The cold voice of the man came from his mind.

I felt a piece of clothing on his body. Then the voice of the blood family sounded: "I will let Gray send you away."

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I left the room late.

Gray waited outside the door, his plain, uncomfortable voice rang again in his ear: "You can take off the ribbon."

After a while, he reached out and took off the black ribbon. The light from the outside made him very uncomfortable. He closed his eyes again and it took a long time to open again.

He first looked at his clothes, a black man's coat with a simple style but a very sophisticated workmanship. The dress was simply draped over him. After seeing it, he quickly turned his back and let go of the hand that was holding the shirt robes, put on the sleeves of the windbreaker, and tied it to the chest. Three buttons. The dress he wore was not very fit, but it was always much stronger than the shirt whose button was ripped off.

Gray saw the clothes on his body, his eyes flashing slightly: "Okay, sir, we can go find your friend."

Gray led the way and took him straight into the ballroom.

At this time, the atmosphere of the venue was even more frenzied than that seen from the second floor at that time. However, the strange thing is the place where they passed by. The blood races all stopped eating. The movement straightened up and turned to them, giving them a passage. Some of them saw them and then surprised their eyes, but more Coveted and eye-catching.

He was a little surprised, and he was not too afraid of Gray at this time, because Gray had always beenhave like a very objective and rational human being in front of him, not like a monster that would be attracted by human blood. He couldn't help but ask the other person: "They all look afraid of you?"

"Not afraid of me." Gray still responded plainly.

"Then why are they giving way?"

"Because you don't know it yourself," the gray-haired man looked back at him calmly. "You are all now the taste of His Royal Highness."

Those blood races, even if they can't recognize this is the taste of Prince Amer, will also be shocked by the powerful, high **** atmosphere.

The whole body is the taste of His Royal Highness Prince? After a late hearing, I pulled the clothes on my body a little, because of this dress? Because this dress belongs to the prince in their mouth? The master of the hand, only to **** their own blood and promised to let them leave the blood family?