Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 113 Wolf and Blood (8)

The black figure gradually became clear, the pale face looked extremely gloomy under the moonlight, and the red light in the darkness stared at Wuming with malice.

The pitch-black figure advanced towards Wuming, as fast as a beast in the dark night.

This black shadow is exactly the attendant who deliberately overturned the carriage just now.

If it was normal, Wuming would definitely be able to dodge easily at this speed.

But a lot of accidents happened today, especially the bloodthirsty attack he just had, which left him exhausted.

Just as he was about to fight back, his body lost control for a moment.

The attendant took the opportunity to approach Wuming, and his cold-glowing hand was like a hook, piercing deeply into his body.

The cold blood splashed out, and the drops on the ground were particularly dazzling.

Tick-tick-tick-

The attendant withdrew his hand and licked it, speaking contemptuously: "A bastard is a bastard, even the taste is so disgusting!"

The healing ability of the blood race is very strong, and the nameless wound heals in an instant.

The next second, the attendant attacked again, aiming at the wound that had just healed, and stabbing down hard again.

Wuming frowned in pain, desperately suppressing the moan in his throat.

"Hahaha!"

Low-level vampires can easily be seduced by the smell of blood, just like this attendant, whose eyes are now red-eyed by the blood emanating from Wuming's body.

Again and again, over and over again, like an irrational beast, attacking the same wound.

Whenever the wound was close to healing, he would tear it open again.

Wuming clenched his fists tightly and pursed his thin lips.

The blood flowed out, and the body became weaker and weaker.

Is he really going to die in this guy's hands?

Do not!
No matter how much those guys spurn him, he must not die!

The noble blood in his body told Wuming that he would rather fall into a deep sleep forever than die in the hands of such a lowly fellow!

The gloomy air was filled with the smell of blood, which attracted many beasts to hide in the dark and stare at them.

Wuming slowly restrained his breath, gathering all his strength in his palm.

Just when the attendant was about to bite off Wuming's neck, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a stern cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

"what!"

The lightning-fast attack hit the attendant's heart, and with just one blow, the attendant was repelled.

Tick-tick-tick-

Blood dripped to the ground again, but this time it didn't flow from Wuming's body.

The attendant's eyes widened, and he lowered his head to look at his heart in disbelief, as if he didn't understand why a flower of blood exploded there.

"Fools!"

There was no wave on Wuming's cold face, and his slender fingers were slightly bright red, piercing through the attendant's chest with just one blow.

"Uh..." The attendant no longer had the strength to speak out, and his breath gradually weakened.

Wuming withdrew his hand, and the attendant's body instantly lost its support, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

The corpse has turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a stone like rotten wood.

"Ouch-"

The moon is brighter.

The beasts who had been waiting by the side let out howls, rushed out of the bushes, and rushed towards Wuming and the attendants.

Killing the servant exhausted all Wuming's strength.

With a "plop", he knelt down on one knee, with a wry smile on his lips, but his eyes stared at the group of wild beasts without fear.

The beasts were frightened by his momentum, and took several steps back.

The beast behind touched the corpse beside it.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the corpse that had turned into stone, and it burst into a pile of soil with a "boom".

The cold wind was bitter, and the sand that turned into corpses was blown away by the wind and completely annihilated.

The smell of blood in the air filled the air, causing the beast to move around, and once again flew towards Wuming without hesitation.

Looking at the flying beast, Wuming's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Didn't he die at the hands of that guy today, instead of being torn clean by wild beasts?
"Boom!"

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