In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Yu Qingci, who had just walked to the door, smelled a familiar scent of an evil spirit. He stopped and looked back.

He discovered that the female ghost was the one who drank his blood that day.

He originally thought that the female ghost had already been melted into blood foam by his demon blood, but he never thought that she was still alive...

Moreover, the resentment was mixed with evil spirit, and it completely turned into a new monster!

Just as he turned around and was about to catch the monster with others.

"Everyone be careful!" Song Yingyue shouted.

The red-clothed female ghost waved her hand, and blood shot out from her hand, transforming into a ferocious blood snake, attacking everyone with its fangs and claws.

Xie Zhili tried to use magic to resist, but the blood snake instantly penetrated his defense.

The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Song Yingyue was not spared either. She wanted to cut off the blood snake, but it was in vain as she was hit violently by the blood snake.

He rolled on the ground for a few times before he half-stood up and turned to look at Xie Zhili.

"Brother!"

At the same time, she noticed something was wrong. She couldn't feel any pain.

"I'm fine..."

……

Tong Huanyou on the other side.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, instantly staining the table and the clean porcelain bowl red.

Tong Huanyou felt such a pain in her chest that she almost fainted, and the scene in front of her eyes became blurry.

His face was as pale as paper and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Oh my goodness...Sister Song...how did you get hurt? No...I have to go check it out."

She forced herself to stand up with her shaky body, covered her chest, and hurriedly ran out the door.

"Could it be that the plot has changed again..."

Tong Huanyou gritted her teeth, and even though her steps were unsteady, she still rushed forward desperately.

……

At this moment, the other monster catchers were even more unbearable. They fell down screaming, and some even fainted on the spot.

The body was twisted on the ground, and groans of pain came one after another.

Even though Yu Qingci formed seals quickly, he was still forced to retreat half a step by the blood snake, leaving two deep marks on the ground and splashing up a cloud of dust.

"You didn't die after drinking my blood? Are you waiting for me to get to know you personally?"

Yu Qingci's eyes were fierce, he leaped into the air, and swung the silver sword in his hand, emitting cold rays of light, and slashed towards the female ghost in red with endless murderous intent.

The red-clothed evil ghost let out a sharp roar, and more blood mist gushed out from its body, sweeping towards him, covering the sky and the sun.

Yu Qingci dodged sideways, and the magic sword slashed along, cutting off the blood mist.

However, it was of no use, the blood mist gathered again in an instant and attacked again.

"You guys ruined my good thing!"

The painting demon was standing aside, with countless sharp ink blades flying out from it, taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Veins bulged on Yu Qingci's forehead. He was attacked from both sides and was about to take off the wooden relief on his body.

Song Yingyue noticed his intention and shouted in fear: "Aci! What are you going to do!"

“Junior brother, you can’t do that!” Xie Zhili also felt something was wrong. He tried to get up from the ground tremblingly, but finally fell down weakly.

However, these two shouts distracted Yu Qingci instantly, in that split second.

The red-clothed female ghost seized the opportunity and, with rolling blood mist, smashed towards Yu Qingci's back with overwhelming force.

At the same time, the painting demon controlled the sharp black blade and whizzed towards the front, forming a pincer attack from the front and back.

"Bang!" The heavy attack landed solidly on Yu Qingci's body.

He felt as if his internal organs were hit by a heavy hammer, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body in an instant.

"Puff!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, drawing a scarlet arc in the air, and the blood dispersed like mist.

Then his body began to tremble violently and he could no longer hold on. His legs went limp and he half-knelt on the ground.

"Yu Qingci!"

At the same time, Tong Huanyou happened to arrive and saw this scene, and cried out in panic.

But it instantly attracted the attention of the female ghost in red.

The next second, she suddenly flashed in front of Tong Huanyou.

"Got you."

The voice was eerie, terrifying and ethereal, like a call from hell.

Tong Huanyou opened his eyes wide, and before he could struggle, he was firmly controlled.

Immediately afterwards, the female ghost in red quickly turned into blood mist and flew towards the horizon with Tong Huanyou.

The painted demon also took the opportunity to transform into a puff of smoke and sped away.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Youyou!" Yu Qingci roared in a low voice and spat out another mouthful of blood, staining the gravel road beneath him red.

Although Xie Zhili was seriously injured, he still endured the pain, let Song Yingyue support him, and hurriedly walked forward with unsteady steps.

Song Yingyue said anxiously, "Aci, don't be impulsive, we will rescue Youyou."

Xie Zhili also echoed, his voice slightly tired: "Calm down first, Junior Brother, don't lose your mind."

However, Yu Qingci suddenly swung his hand back and pushed Song Yingyue and Xie Zhili away.

Xie Zhili was already seriously injured, and the sudden push made him stagger backwards and almost fall to the ground.

"Don't touch me!" Yu Qingci roared, his expression revealing a hint of ferocity.

Seeing this, Song Yingyue hurried to help Xie Zhili. Her words were no longer gentle as usual, but rather a hint of anger: "Aci! How can you be so willful!"

"I am willful?" Yu Qingci showed a self-deprecating look on his face.

"If I turn into a demon, will my elder sister and senior brother attack me like they did just now?"

"That's not the case, Ah Ci. There are too many demon hunters here. If you are discovered..."

But before Song Yingyue could finish her words.

Yu Qingci propped up his shaky body and interrupted her, his expression gloomy and his eyes bloodshot.

"As long as she doesn't care, it doesn't matter whether I'm a human or a monster!"

Song Yingyue looked at Yu Qingci's fierce expression and was a little slow to react.

My younger brother, who had always been obedient and submissive to me, has now become like this.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat.

"You are all worried that my identity will be exposed and it will affect the Song Family Villa, but unfortunately, I don't care at all."

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and sneered.

He immediately ignored the two of them, dragged his injured body, created a silver sword and flew into the air, desperately chasing in the direction where the blood mist disappeared.

Xie Zhili looked at his receding figure, unable to come back to his senses, "What should I do?"

Song Yingyue bit her lip and said, "I can't let him take risks alone. He is my brother. I can't abandon him."

"I'll stay with you." Xie Zhili gently comforted Song Yingyue who was a little emotionally confused.

"Senior brother, you are seriously injured. There is no need to force yourself." There was a hint of worry in Song Yingyue's voice.

"Wherever you are, there I will be."

……

An air of decay permeated the air, and dim lamps were embedded on the walls, illuminating the faded murals.

The stone pavement on the ground is covered with traces of time, covered with moss, slippery, wet and cold.

The female ghost in red threw Tong Huanyou to the ground without mercy.

"Ouch!"

Tong Huanyou fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground, his palms cut by the rough stones.

She gasped in pain, and after a while, she managed to recover from her weakness, with a sad face:

"Sister Ghost, there's no need for you to keep grabbing me alone, right?"