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

Jiang Zijin's consciousness has not yet escaped from the pleasure of being sucked blood, his eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, and he can't even hear what he is saying clearly.

What overflowed from the throat was a soft and melodious voice.

"Stop biting..."

She thought she was being sucked blood by someone's neck, her slender eyelashes drooped, and the tears stained her eyelashes into clusters, making her look even more pitiful.

Hitchel picked him up horizontally, "Don't bite now."

The body in his arms was petite and soft, and the temperature was slightly cool.

Those pure and shining almond eyes were dyed with a beautiful color, as if they would be stained with crystal water if touched lightly.

Hitchel's cold blood pupils looked into the distance gloomyly, "Wait until I finish my business."

Jiang Zijin's hands and feet were weak, and she lost so much blood that when she jumped into the air, her eyes suddenly went dark for a moment.

"Hitchel."

She sniffed, took a while to recover, and whispered, "Have you recovered your strength?"

Hitchel: "Recovered."

Jiang Zijin and the presiding judge have already concluded a blood servant's contract, and now that she is being sucked blood, the presiding judge, as the titular 'master', must also be aware of her blood servant's physical condition.

He couldn't wait to see if other emotions besides indifference would appear on the presiding judge's cold face.

——The kind of gloomy and arrogant violence that belongs to him alone.

.........

Hitchel was quick.

The patrolling soldiers in the corridor were almost wiped out with a snap of their fingers.

The easiest way to find the illusion is to tear the space directly and enter from the outside.

But without enough power, just tearing up the space has stumped countless people.

Hitchel put the man down from his hands, "Stand farther away."

Jiang Zijin hid behind him, his head was still a little dizzy, so he half-supported the wall and stood on his right side.

The moment Hitchel was tearing open the space, the huge black hole opened its bloody mouth like a ferocious behemoth, and it exploded several times almost in the blink of an eye!

A powerful suction force emerges from the crack without warning——

Unless the tearing space touches some kind of restriction, there will be no 'suction' flowing out of it.

Hitchel's face changed drastically.

It was set by the judge!

He turned his head and shouted: "Jin Jin! Get out of the way!"

Hitchel's reaction speed was still a bit slower, he wanted to grab Jiang Zijin's arm at the first moment, but only touched a small corner of her clothes.

'Tear--'

The corner of the clothes was torn open, and the two of them were swept in.

The cracks in the black hole seem to be patched up and gradually disappear without a trace.

As if it never existed in the first place.

........

'boom'

Due to anemia, Jiang Zijin lost her will the moment she was involved.

The anxious voice of the system echoed in my ears: "Jinjin!"

"Jin Jin, wake up!"

It yelled several times and Jiang Zijin didn't respond to it.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground was getting closer and closer. The man was tall and his blood eyes were frighteningly scarlet. He squatted down halfway, rubbing his pale and slender hands against her neck.

It was bitten by Hitchel just now, leaving behind two charming crimson streaks.

The man's voice was extremely cold.

"He dirty you."

"..."

Jiang Zijin was half asleep and half awake when she felt someone touching her hair.

The fingers lingered intimately from top to bottom, combing to the root, exuding an unspeakable coldness.

Thick and moist blood fell drop by drop on her lips, and the strong fragrance of blood made her bewitched by this smell even when she was in a coma.

- Familiar yet irresistible.

Physiological instinct made Jiang Zijin swallow the blood completely, and the originally weak body was reinjected with strength.

The tiredness was gone.

"Jiang Zijin."

The man's deep voice was slightly hoarse, filled with a strong and dangerous aura.

"I locked you in the room, not for you to save them."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Zijin was startled, and instantly woke up.

There was a heavy darkness in front of his eyes, not a ray of light could penetrate.

This isn't any room, or rather, this isn't anything in the real world.

The darkness rolled rhythmically like flowing water, and bats with flapping wings circled in the air.

The presiding judge was sitting on the chair, his chin half-supported on the back of his pale, bloodless hands, his blood-red eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he wanted to tear her apart inch by inch.

Jiang Zijin half sat up from the ground, her face still had a little redness after drinking blood.

"presiding judge......"

The man's posture was leisurely, his long legs overlapped and stretched casually, a long bloodstain loomed on the palm of his hand, and he kicked the iron chain on the ground.

"what is this?"

When the iron chains collided, they made a crackling sound of 'ding ding'.

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Zijin's back, the blood on his face disappeared in an instant, and his lips trembled.

"I warned you."

The presiding judge stood up slowly from his seat, the huge aura oppressed him so much that he couldn't breathe.

"If you have any 'special' relationship with Brad."

"I'll skin him and chop him up."

"The real death is in front of you."

Jiang Zijin's hairs stood on end, and her breathing became short of breath.

"I, I didn't..."

Judge: "Bolet helped you escape."

He let out a few low laughs in his chest, "Really?"

The man raised his arm slightly, and the blood rolled down the palm of his hand and fell to the ground.

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank, and what appeared in his hand was a bloody human head.

With his eyes closed tightly, Brat was being grabbed by his hair like a beast, and blood poured down the broken neck to the ground.

"I am very angry."

The great fear almost swallowed her completely, Jiang Zijin's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand at all, and her teeth were chattering.

"you......"

The presiding judge stepped off the high platform, holding the bloody human head in his hand.

—he was laughing.

The protruding Adam's apple has a jagged arc and a restrained outline, which looks ghostly and cold.

"He asked for it."

Jiang Zijin bit her lower lip tightly, her voice was crying heavily, because of fear, because of fear.

"Do not......"

The judge's voice sounded from above.

"he died."

"Will you be sad?"

The man pressed his fingers hard, and the black mist hovered over the entire head.

Brat's eyes snapped open!

His blood-red pupils burst like blood, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"run......"

Brat raised his eyes to look at her with difficulty, his voice was mixed with a steady stream of blood, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Run!"