Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

From the first moment she stepped into the classroom, things that were unintentionally overlooked gradually became clear.

There are still 10 minutes until the class time, which is an accurate number.

Jiang Zijin sat on the seat and put the books on the table. Because she wanted to shorten the time of contact with them deliberately, she became extremely sensitive to the passage of time in the classroom.

They had been chatting for at least half an hour, why didn't the bell ring for class?

The scenery in front of him gradually distorted and deformed, and even the faces became blurred.

They turned their heads slowly, but the place where the facial features should have been was blank.

Jiang Zijin's heart was lifted instantly.

Everyone around turned their faceless faces to him, and even their voices were treacherous and cold.

"Class is about to start..."

Jiang Zijin was really scared, her whole body was trembling, her slender wrist was pinched in the palm of her hand.

Too late.

The environment of the classroom gradually changed, as if a pair of big hands smashed it and reassembled it, as if passing a revolving lantern in front of my eyes, after a burst of dazzling light, a brand new 'space' with darkness all around was formed.

There is only a simple light bulb above the head, flickering slightly like a bad sensor.

This unnatural change is obviously not something ordinary people can do.

Jiang Zijin loosened her wrist, the man who was supposed to be holding her in front of her just now...

Disappeared out of nowhere?

She was still holding the pen in her hand, and the sweat in her palms felt a little damp, and the strong prying gaze on her body increased instead of diminishing.

There are monsters.

The monster hides on the dark wall, enjoying the prey's embarrassment and restlessness in its leisure time, and regards it as a pastime before meals.

He manipulated the flickering of the light bulb badly.

As if in this way she could master the full swing of her emotions.

"Department...system..."

Jiang Zijin's fine white fingers trembled slightly, and there were still dark fingerprints on her wrist, which was extremely dazzling.

The system in my head also lost its voice.

"System, are you still there?"

The system has never lost contact with her like this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zijin felt even more nervous, she slowly backed away, wondering if it was her illusion, the temperature around her seemed to be lower than before.

The back of her neck felt like someone was blowing on her, which gave her goosebumps.

"where do you want to go?"

This voice seemed to be uttered by more than a dozen people at the same time, with a dark and ethereal voice.

Jiang Zijin's complexion suddenly turned pale.

She took a big step back suddenly, but her back was pressed against a cold and generous chest.

At some point, a pair of hands appeared, firmly restraining her slender waist, and took her into his arms.

A muffled laugh seemed to ring in her ears.

"Are you scared?"

The man's voice was obviously joyful, as if Jiang Zijin like this made him even more fascinated and addicted.

He enjoys her fear.

"We meet again."

Jiang Zijin's thin white fingers trembled, her legs began to feel weak, and she almost couldn't stand up.

That familiar feeling.

Isn't it the 'person' who blasphemed himself in the bathroom last night?

The man pushed the shattered hair on the side of her face behind her ears. His nails were very long and very sharp, so sharp that a light stroke of his fingertips could scratch her fine white skin.

"They treat you too strictly in the room."

"I miss you so much."

The cold breathing sound was mixed with the man's intimate words, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and its sharp fangs rubbed against her neck, as if they were about to pierce into her neck in the next second and suck her sweet blood.

Jiang Zijin could hardly breathe, her head seemed to be stuck, the more she tried to find a way out, the more blank her mind became.

From the first time there were bats around, and unknown mucus remained on the body, to this time, the space was fabricated and turned into reality.

Jiang Zijin could feel that his power was getting stronger and stronger.

What the hell is it?

Her mind was in a mess, and the only system that could help her was gone. She didn't know what the man's purpose was, and she didn't know what he would do next.

"you......"

Jiang Zijin was so frightened that she trembled when she spoke.

The man leaned close to her ear, and he could still feel the warmth of her auricle on his cold face.

"I know you want to see what I look like..."

"Don't worry."

Jiang Zijin suddenly felt a chill in her heart, her throat seemed to be tightly strangled by a pair of invisible hands, her head was forced upwards, revealing a large piece of tender white neck.

It's like chasing someone to bite him hard.

"We'll meet soon."

The corners of the man's mouth were raised up strangely, and his blood-red eyes were as cold and cold as if stained with blood.

"And now..."

"We have more pressing things to do."

The next moment, the man's sharp fangs pierced her neck fiercely.

"Well......"

As soon as Jiang Zijin's legs gave way, she was about to fall to her knees on the ground, her neck felt sore, numb and painful.

The man's arm gently exerted force, holding her tighter in his arms, and the only fulcrum supporting her to stand up was his cold arm that looked like a corpse.

The biting this time is obviously not as light as the last time.

The human body structure is very weak and fragile compared with the vampires.

The marking ceremony of blood servants often requires the initiative to be more patient. The higher the level of the blood clan, the longer the marking ceremony they perform.

They will be like the lowest animals in the animal world, their soul and flesh will sink in the pleasure of extinction, they will lose all their sanity, firmly bite the fragile neck of their prey, and inject their own breath into the body of their prey to go.

This is the instinct of the blood race.

The first embrace does not make their blood servants feel pain, on the contrary, many people will indulge in the numbness and pleasure of being bitten.

It was a trembling feeling that could not be expressed by a simple physical collision.