MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 65 Do you hate him?

The Gray image has already explored the location of Jiang Tian, ​​and there is no sneak patrol, but a direct walk to a corner.

There were very few people in that corner, and Jiang Tian was seen at a glance. His face was a little pale, I wonder if it was scared or too bloody, and the two small holes in the neck that were still bleeding outside were particularly eye-catching. His consciousness was not so clear, sitting on a chair against the wall, a beautiful young **** man with a long brown hair and a long hair was half-squatting in front of him with a wound on his neck. Bi-colored eyes were not The place to live on it seems to be looking for a place to talk.

Gray went straight with a lateness. He seems to know the beautiful lady in front of him, and he speaks directly and plainly: "Sorry, Linda, I want to take this gentleman away."

The blood family let go of Jiang Tian, ​​straighten up, and dialed the long hair hanging on his shoulder: "Gray? You want to grab someone with me? I just got people from a few small blood groups, I haven't tasted it yet." ”

She shrugged her shoulders: "At least, let's talk about coming first, then it's not impossible to give it to you." She and Gray's ranks are the same, and they don't make it necessary.

I didn’t expect it to be blocked here, and I was worried about Gray.

At the same time, Linda noticed the lateness, and Bose’s eyes stared at him with interest, and said to Gray: “Or the child you brought will change.”

Gray just looked at her calmly: "Are you crazy?"

Linda, who was intoxicated with the blood, discovered that it was wrong at this time. She suddenly changed her face and pointed at the late-looking gray-haired man hesitantly asked: "He...?"

Gray seems to see her doubts, still a waveless expression: "Yes. It is my Highness that told me to send these two humans to leave. Can you give me someone now?"

Linda quickly took a step and gave up Jiang Tian.

Gray stepped forward and left his own saliva to the wound of Jiang Tian. Then he took off his clothes and wrapped him up. He then kneeled on the ground and lifted Jiang Tian’s chin with his right hand, looking directly at him. The dark black eyes slowly said: "Nothing happened today, you just attended a boring reception, and finally stood on the side and drank too much, remember?"

Jiang Tian nodded in confusion at his eyes, then slammed his head, closed his eyes and snorted with pain, and leaned against the back of the chair.

Late and worried to go forward to check the status of friends, the wound on the neck of Jiang Tian has disappeared, leaving only a faint red mark. His blushing, leaning against the back of the chair, seemed to fall into a deep sleep, a drunken look.

He did get alcohol this evening, and now his subconscious mind made him believe he was drunk and responded with a really drunken reaction, just like being hypnotized.

He tried to lift the friend up late, but Jiang Tian was taller than him. Now he is completely down on the chair like no bones. He doesn't work around. He tried twice and failed. Standing on the side of Gray, he bent down and easily slammed Jiang Tian and gestured with his other hand to signal that he was behind. The power of the blood family is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary humans.

"How good is his wound so fast? Is it okay?" asked Hurricane to catch up.

"The body fluids of higher blood families have the effect of healing the wounds." Gray explained briefly and looked at him with blue eyes. "I think you should have a deep understanding. After all, the body fluid of His Royal Highness should be more effective than mine." That's right."

When I was late, I remembered that the blood family would carefully lick around the tooth marks after sucking up their blood twice. It turned out that because of this, he is helping himself heal the wound.

"Sorry, I still want to ask a question. There is a girl in a white dress who came with me. I don't know how she is?" Hehe hesitated and asked Emily.

"She should be willing to participate." Gray replied with no emotions. "And you should remember that Your Highness only agrees to leave you with an extra prey."

When he was late, he didn’t talk. He remembered the agreement he made with His Royal Highness, and he couldn’t help but feel nervous. He didn’t know how much the prince’s eating frequency was, and his appetite was not strong. If he had to eat three meals a day and night. What should Dunton take to **** his blood? He wanted to inquire about Gray's side and did not have the courage to speak.

Forget it, anyway, the boat is naturally straight to the bridge. He said that when he wants his blood, he will send someone to pick him up.

Gray took them to a black car that was usually not too eye-catching, and later remembered that it should be the car that he saw outside the burger shop that day. I don't know what Gray did to the burger shop that day. Is it also a stronghold of the blood family, sold to human burgers, sold to **** blood? This imagination makes the lateness feel creepy.

The phone received a signal when the car drove out of the manor.

A series of messages jumped out, some of which were daily information from classmates and friends, as well as information from Ye Yingzhi.

He sent three or four messages in a row at about 10:03. They were all asking, "Have you come back?" "How about the party? Are you happy?" After four minutes, the message will no longer be sent. The last message will be sent at 10:07.

The hand holding the phone lately paused, and after a while, I still didn’t reply to each other. After experiencing such a thing, he has no feeling of communicating with people at all.

Gray sent the two to the dormitory downstairs. With the help of Gray, he worked hard to frame Jiang Tian and helped him to get to his own door. He found the room card in his trouser pocket and opened the door. Then he put the friend on the bed. Take off your shoes and outerwear and cover the quilt.

He finally looked at Jiang Tian's sleeping face and closed his door to leave.

I hope that he is really just like being drunk, and sleeping will be fine.

Then he returned to his room on the fourth floor. He locked the door tightly, ensuring that the outside person could not easily break into the door and closed the window. Now he only thought that his neighbor was a vampire. Feeling chilling.

After doing all this, he stood in the middle of the room, first took off the black coat and threw it aside, then took off his wrinkled shirt and threw it directly into the trash can. He wouldn’t sew the button and be pulled This probably won't be worn anymore. Then he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed with powerlessness. He wrapped himself in the quilt. When he faced many vampires, the calmness of his self-supporting was finally broken. He felt trembling and his chills rushed upward.

And this is far from over, at least until he completes the appointment with the blood prince.

For a moment, I just want to buy a ticket and return to China regardless of the situation. No matter what part of the course is carried out, regardless of the regulations of the school exchange program, even if he is dropped out of his school or dismissed or extended, it does not matter. As long as you can hide these monsters far away.

But he quickly calmed down again, and avoiding it is never the best solution. Moreover, so many external factors and rules restrict him from simply escaping.

He thought of looking for the police. Will the police here believe him? Will you manage this? What's more... Will the law enforcement team be a vampire, or even a high-level one? He did not forget that the banquet was held in the name of the prestigious Prius.

These monsters, draped in the same skin as human beings, can be used in human society, even with longer lifespans, longer-lasting operations, more powerful forces, and ethnic operations. I am seeking a favorable position.

At this moment, the late cell phone rang and interrupted his various chaotic thoughts. He took it and saw that the caller was Ye Yingzhi. He just sent a few messages to Chi Yu, but he did not see it later, and naturally he did not reply.

Although she was already feeling exhausted, she was still picking up the phone and gave a light "feed" from the nose, like a small animal.

The other voice of laughter passed through the microphone: "Well? What happened? Is it tired? Why is it so spiritless?"

After half-sitting, he got up and concealed his throat: "No. Why are you calling so late?"

"Nothing," the other party said softly. "You have never returned to me. At 10 o'clock, I thought that you were having fun. If you didn't notice, you wouldn't continue to send it, but just sent a message that you haven't replied yet. Some are worried about you, so call to confirm."

Although it is only simple, I still feel warm in my heart, and my nose is sour. He had just experienced the most horrible night at this time, and his heart was as fragile as a thin piece of paper. He whispered and said "thank you" to the microphone.

"Are you okay? I still feel that your status is a bit wrong." Ye Yingzhi's voice was particularly ironed and quiet in the quiet night.

He was too tired to say a word, and he resisted communication with anyone before he thought clearly, but at this moment he suddenly had a strong desire to talk to the other party.

He hesitated and asked, tentatively, with words: "Have you heard of a vampire?"

The other party did not respond for a long time. After a few seconds, he replied: "Why did you suddenly ask this question? Have you encountered it?" The voice is no longer the lightness of the past, but it is a little dignified.

I don't know how to return, but I feel that it is not right. Why did Ye Yingzhi directly ask himself, “Have you met?” In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of thing is not originally fictional. Shouldn’t it exist in reality?

A reasonable explanation is that Ye Yingzhi has also met these blood races, at least knowing and confirming that they are real.

His silence seemed to make the other party very worried. Ye Yingzhi couldn't help but whisper again: "Is there any problem with the party this evening? Is there a blood race? Are you bitten?" His voice was urgent and there was cover. Unable to hold deep fears.

"Yes." The eager and persual inquiries of the other party urged the lateness to unload the heart and defense at this moment. The unquestioned attitude he trusted also gave the courage to say everything.

He couldn't help but hold his eyes and whispered: "...the banquet was organized by a group of vampires, where I was sucked by a blood prince, twice."

His tone was somewhat unstable. Ye Yingzhi tried to calm down on the other side of the phone: "It doesn't matter, calm down, nothing, come, tell me slowly, what happened in the end."

His words seem to have strange powers, and the delays are slowly settled down, and the logic of the cause and effect is clearly explained to the other party.

"Are you afraid of the prince of the blood family? Because he sucked your blood, he greedily sucked twice." Ye Yingzhi silently listened to all the statements, but took the lead to ask this question.

"Afraid." Chi Hao quickly whispered, no hesitation.

"Do you hate him?" He asked the question gently and slyly and cautiously.

"……hate."

There was no sound on the short side. After a short while, I said softly: "I told you earlier that I was far from those people, and I advised you not to attend the party, but you didn't listen to me. ”

I couldn't help but frowned. "You know Alex and they have a problem with this party?"

"I don't know." Ye Yingzhi said quietly. "But from your previous description, they feel that they are not quite right. My experience and intuition tell me that it is better to stay away from them. Sure enough."

The sense of violation in the heart is getting heavier and heavier. Ye Yingzhi’s reaction and speech reveal that he is not like an ordinary person.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why do you know so much about vampires?" After listening to his story, Ye Yingzhi did not even show a little surprise, as if this horrible night seemed to him It is something that is unusual.

"I am Ye Yingzhi, you know me early." Ye Yingzhi seems to have some helplessness to deal with his doubts, "Just my career is special. I don't know if you have heard of it, in the West and the blood relatives. There is such a person called a vampire hunter."

Ye Yingzhi gently and timbre spit out three words: "I am."