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Chapter 231 Vampire Boyfriend (25)

Wang Zijian refused to give in, and finally got the chance to eradicate the blood clan. He was unwilling to give up, not only him, but all werewolves would not let go.

Even if Wang Zijian wanted to give in, the werewolf would not listen to him. He used Mengyi to appear in the blood castle just to observe the castle's defense system. If he led the werewolf into the castle, there would be no turning back.

He never thought he would turn back.

Xiaoxi, all I did was for you, I hope you can see the reality clearly and understand the disparity in identity between yourself and the blood clan.

Afterwards, Mengke discovered that the gray werewolf was fighting with its kind.

He was extremely shocked. It was the first time he saw a werewolf fighting with a werewolf, and when he was attacking a blood clan, he had internal strife.

It was weird, but he didn't have time to feel this strange scene, and another werewolf was already flying towards him.

Shui Yao bit off the neck of a certain werewolf, her cold gaze didn't show the slightest slack, besides fighting against these werewolves, she also had to take care of Meng Ke.

The vampires cannot be bitten by werewolves. Once bitten, the body will be eroded by werewolf blood and eventually die.

So, he couldn't let Monko get bitten.

"Xiao Xi, stop it, it's useless, you can't deal with so many of us."

Shui Yao rushed over and bit the werewolf on the neck again, blood filled the sky, thick enough to make people want to vomit, but she still looked at Wang Zijian: "Unless I die."

Wang Zijian's heart ached, and the wolf's face turned pale.

"Then I have to kill him."

"Then try it!!"

"Only by killing her will you return to normal." In Wang Zijian's eyes, Shui Yao was bewitched by Meng Ke.

The eyes of the blood race can confuse people's hearts, but he ignored that werewolves cannot be confuse.

Wang Zijian rushed forward, and Shui Yao also rushed forward, knocking Wang Zijian away.

Shocked, Mengke impaled a wolf wearily with the white oak.

The ruthless killing gradually unfolded, Shui Yao's eyes were gloomy, and he killed one after another.

The wolves fell to the ground, the city was filled with blood, and the entire blood castle became more mysterious and terrifying.

Shui Yao stabilized her body, she was about to fall down at any moment, she tried to stabilize her footsteps.

The wolf legs swayed slightly, trembling to support the upper body.

Covered in blood, mixed with Shui Yao's own blood, she was injured.

Simply, only the prince was left to build the wolf.

He stood steadily in front of Shui Yao and Meng Ke, looked at Meng Ke fiercely, and then glanced at the injured Shui Yao.

He knew that Shui Yao was powerless to protect Meng Ke anymore.

From the very beginning, he often stood on the sidelines and watched the battle, because he wanted to witness Meng Ke being killed by the werewolf with his own eyes, and he wanted to take Shuiya away and protect her for life.

The killing was evident in Wang Zijian's eyes, he flew up and headed towards the weak and tired Meng Ke.

Shui Yao felt a killing intent, and used her last strength to fly into the air. She wanted to bite Wang Zijian's neck, but because of the seriousness of the injury, she only bit Wang Zijian's leg, and dragged him from the air forcefully. down.

The bodies of Wang Zijian and Shui Yao fell from the air to the ground. Shui Yao endured the severe pain and bit a piece of flesh, together with the hair, towards Wang Zijian's abdomen.

Wang Zijian let out a cry of pain.

Shui Yao spat out the meat, said indifferently and weakly: "I said, no one can hurt him."

"Xiaoxi, why? He's a blood!" Wang Zijian stared at her in pain, his injured body was bleeding, looking extremely helpless.

"Because he is my lover." After Shui Yao said this, his brain became heavy, his head tilted, and he passed out.

Through the light and shadow from the corner of the eye, Wang Zijian was shrouded in a black shadow, he raised his head suddenly, and saw Meng Ke's cold eyes looking down at him from above.

"You killed Xixi, you can't keep any of them!"

Meng Ke lifted the white oak wood and stabbed at Wang Zijian's head fiercely.

Blood spewed out and splashed onto Meng Ke's blood-stained face, ferocious and terrifying.

……

Meng Ke dragged a wolf leg, and the gray and red wolf rubbed against the ground and was dragged away.

Meng Ke returned to the hall in a daze.

The blood red that spread all the way reminded Meng Ke of Xixi's death at any time.

On the sofa in the hall, the room was stained red with blood. Meng Lie was missing one arm, and the other arm was holding Lily who was already lifeless.

Meng Ke ignored Meng Lie, and dragged the wolf to the prison in the basement like a corpse.

When Meng Nan found him, what he saw was Meng Kemu walking in the corridor of the prison, dragging a wolf who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Monco."

Meng Nan called him for a long time, but got no response from Meng Ke.

It seems that his soul is no longer there, and there is only a body.

Meng Nan shook him: "Meng Ke, what happened to you?"

Meng Ke knocked her away and continued to walk forward, but said in a low voice without warmth: "Xixi is gone, gone."

……

When Shui Yao woke up, his whole body was in excruciating pain.

She opened her eyes and found herself in a basement cut out of stone.

A gloomy and cold atmosphere rushed over, and there were all kinds of torture hanging on the wall. This is the blood prison.

Shui Yao wanted to get up, but found that he was still a wolf, and at this time his limbs were dropped in mid-air, his whole body was suspended in a lying posture, and his limbs were separated, revealing the awkward parts of the wolf's body.

Shui Yao saw Meng Ke sitting in the corner like a puppet, he stared at her blankly, without any focus in his eyes.

"Aww..." Meng Ke let go of me, I'm Xixi.

Shui Yao, who can be transformed into a wolf, Meng Ke couldn't understand what she was saying, instead he got up and approached her.

Meng Ke shouted in despair: "You killed Xixi."

Shui Yao's injured body was miserable enough, being dropped in the air, and her hair was dizzy from pain, but she was also shocked by Meng Ke's words.

She wanted to speak, but still spoke in wolf language.

"You are full of Xi Xi's breath, you killed her, you killed her, I love her so much, but you killed her..."

Meng Ke roared, his handsome face showing the panic in his heart.

The wolf's head shook violently: "Wow..." Xixi is not dead, I am Xixi, open your eyes to see clearly, I am Xixi.

"Xixi is gone, and you werewolves will be buried with her."

"Awwhhh." No, Meng Ke!
"Xixi broke her promise again, she said she would stay with me forever, but she still left, Xixi!"

The pained voice echoed in the prison, hurting Shui Yao's heart, and also hurting Meng Ke's own heart.

In the end, Meng Ke picked up the blood-stained white oak wood and stabbed it into Shui Yao's abdomen. The moment the white oak wood was pulled out, delicious blood splashed out, Meng Ke's eyes were red, and he possessed The handsome face is buried in the blood.

Xixi's blood, the blood that made him unable to extricate himself.

He frantically licked, frantically sucking up the blood from the wolf's body, and even squatted down, frantically licking the blood splashed on the ground.

At the end, Meng Ke suddenly howled and cried, why is it Xi Xi's blood?
why?
And the face of the wolf smiled.

Maybe this result is the best, she can't stay with him all the time.

However, Meng Ke had no conscience after all, so he killed her anyway.

(End of this chapter)