Raven

Passively passing through the magic circle, the scene in front of Zhao Qiaosheng suddenly changed. The retro bar turned into a rainy street, and they were dragged outside.

Most sea creatures are instinctively afraid of flames, and Siren is no exception. The burning pain of the black flames along her arms made her scream and let go of Zhao Qiaosheng's hand, mobilizing rainwater from the sky to extinguish the fire.

The suppression of the high-ranking Sea Clan disappeared, but a thicker and more terrifying aura was under the hood, making Zhao Qiaosheng not only still unable to move, but even kneeling when his legs softened.

Then he was caught.

The huge black wings slapped out horizontally, and stopped him lightly. Under the washing of the rain, a layer of icy light glowed on the dense black feathers, and the feathers on that wing were so dense that even the rain beat If you don't go in, it's still soft when you pat it on people, and you can feel that it's as dry and fluffy as ever through a layer of water film.

Although the wings were only slightly blocked, it was enough to push Zhao Qiaosheng in the opposite direction. Zhao Qiaosheng fell back passively, thinking that the wings were bigger than the last time he saw them, and at the same time turned his head to look at Wei Yanchuan—— —He knew that Wei Yanchuan must be nearby.

He couldn't see Wei Yanchuan, a cold hand covered his eyes.

His vision was blocked, and his hearing became extremely clear in an instant. Zhao Qiaosheng heard Siren's screams quickly fade away, and heard her screaming in horror: "You are not a low-energy species!" He heard the splash of a huge water curtain suddenly falling, and heard the wings flap After passing through the rain and air, it slowly gathered, and even the magic circle could be heard appearing in the air, spinning like the sound of metal cutting.

The chest of the icy body close behind him vibrated, and Wei Yanchuan's voice was too close, so close that it was almost unnecessary to use ears to catch it.

He still covered Zhao Qiaosheng's eyes, and the rotating magic circle cut out an independent space on the street. He asked Zhao Qiaosheng: "What did Siren tell you?"

The indescribable terrifying aura faded a little after Siren's voice completely disappeared, and Zhao Qiaosheng was able to stand upright with his own strength. His first move was to hold the hand covering his eyes: "Wei Yanchuan ?”

"Don't look." Wei Yanchuan stopped his movements with his other hand, his unwavering voice was full of danger, and he asked again, "What did Siren tell you?"

"She said that the werewolf boss has taken a fancy to you, and she has a crush on me—" Zhao Qiao's voice paused, and even the person was clever, "Wei...Old Wei!"

Zhao Qiaosheng felt something was pasted on the back of his neck. After his vision was blocked, the magnification was not limited to his hearing. Zhao Qiaosheng could feel it very clearly. The narrow one with a certain degree of hardness was Wei Yanchuan's straight nose bridge, and then it was soft and cold The first was his lips, the next sharp and hard thing that pierced the skin was his teeth, and the wet soft feeling with a faint temperature was his tongue.

Wei Yanchuan's movements were as dangerous as his voice. He was gnawing on Zhao Qiaosheng's neck, as if he was about to bite it down at any moment.

"You always call me Old Wei at times like this." Wei Yanchuan laughed, his voice was slurred because of the biting movement, "You smell like a Siren." He seemed to be explaining why he did this .

Then a question seemed to carry a double meaning: "Are you afraid?"

Zhao Qiao's voice trembled slightly after being bitten by him: "When did your nose get so good..." He laughed, and the laughter trembled on his tail, "What should I be afraid of... afraid of sirens, or Are you afraid that you won't even let me see your face now?"

Wei Yanchuan stopped biting him, but his face was still on Zhao Qiaosheng's neck. At an angle that the other party could not see, his pure black eyes reflected the moist water color of a rainstorm, like a demon walking out of a rainy night in a fairy tale, bringing There was a smell of blood, and there was nothing to hide in front of his eyes.

He opened and closed his bloodless lips: "Quan, what else did Siren say to you?"

Zhao Qiaosheng felt the danger instinctively, but he didn't want to say Siren's words bluntly: "She translated to me what the werewolf said to you."

"What he said is not wrong. There is no blood in a vampire's body, and there is no blood circulation, so it is indeed impotent." Wei Yanchuan said it bluntly, "So do you regret it?"

Zhao Qiaosheng's heart skipped a beat, thinking that it's no wonder Wei Yanchuan would suddenly lose control, and at the same time he also realized that Wei Yanchuan's current state was very wrong.So he suppressed the trembling that hadn't subsided, and asked him with a smile: "Can I understand your words as an invitation?"

Wei Yanchuan laughed, and then heard Zhao Qiaosheng ask him: "Why don't you let me turn back?" Wei Yanchuan still hasn't let go of his hand covering Zhao Qiaosheng's eyes.

Zhao Qiaosheng seemed to hear Wei Yanchuan sighed lightly, and finally let go of the hand covering his eyes.

"I really want to see... just watch it."

Zhao Qiaosheng was finally able to turn his head, and then crashed into the pitch-black abyss suddenly. The bloody smell from the calm and lifeless black made him involuntarily take a breath, as if the rain on his body was freezing cold .

Wei Yanchuan's face was bloodless, even his lips were pale, and his black eyes couldn't see the focus at all, but Zhao Qiaosheng could feel that he was looking at him.

"Are you afraid?" Zhao Qiao heard Wei Yanchuan ask.

The huge black wings hung quietly behind him, and the rain washed away, coating this inhuman symbol with a layer of silvery light.The red wine print on the shoulder of the shirt that was caught by the werewolf was the only bright color on Wei Yanchuan's body.He stood there, asking questions in a calm tone, with an ancient and solemn aristocratic tone, but also the fierceness and madness of blood-thirsty monsters.

"Do you regret it?"

He was like a black whirlpool that could not escape, tightly wrapped around the brightly colored tail of the young merman, dragging him down the abyss little by little.

Zhao Qiaosheng hooked his neck and kissed him viciously: "You'd better just show me what you look like, do you hear me, old Wei?"

Wei Yanchuan put his arms around his waist, deepening the kiss.

Zhao Qiaosheng thought dizzily that a rainy day would go well with a cold vampire, and then he thought again, this idea is really crazy.

At the end of the kiss, Zhao Qiaosheng was almost out of breath, and he thumped Wei Yanchuan: "Put your wings away, and go back to Dr. Wei." He couldn't help complaining, "Don't you want to breathe?!"

After saying this, Zhao Qiaosheng felt a chill from his forehead to his heels, "Wait, where's your breathing and heartbeat?!"

Wei Yanchuan stuck to the back of his neck for a long time, but he didn't feel the other person's breath, and now he hooked Wei Yanchuan's neck for a long time, but he didn't feel a pulse!

Wei Yanchuan put his arms around Zhao Qiaosheng, allowing him to raise his hand to press the arteries in his neck, and then he closed his eyes.

The wings turned into flying flames and disappeared in small magic circles, and at the same time, the inhuman and terrifying aura disappeared.

Zhao Qiaosheng only felt his body sinking suddenly, Wei Yanchuan seemed to lose consciousness in an instant, and leaned towards him.

"Wei——!" He was startled, and then he heard Wei Yanchuan panting like a cough, and his breathing and heartbeat all recovered.

Wei Yanchuan, who had recovered his breathing, was panting very fast, the kind of panting that couldn't get into his lungs: "Now I have..." He was so panting that he couldn't even speak coherently, and his body was still leaning on Zhao Qiaosheng, "... …capsule."

Zhao Qiao sounded familiar, and Wei Yanchuan, who would be out of breath due to thunderstorms, came back.

Although Mr. Yuren thinks that the winged vampire Wei Yanchuan is very handsome, it is obviously this weak version of human Wei Yanchuan who makes him feel more secure.

Zhao Qiaosheng stuffed a capsule into his mouth, patted his back lightly to let him breathe, and set up a portable rainproof film at the same time, making them look more like normal passers-by—although they chose to walk instead of taking a car in rainy days It's not normal in itself.

The magic circle suspended around slowly fell, the barrier that cut the two worlds disappeared, and the noise caused by the accident in the Full Moon Store moved from far to near, and the public power called by the screaming customers had arrived.

Seeing a uniformed police officer approaching him, Zhao Qiao asked Wei Yanchuan, "Business?"

Wei Yanchuan, who was still trying to calm down his breathing, let out a "hmm".

Zhao Qiaosheng stood up straight, but Wei Yanchuan, who was suffering from being out of breath, pressed himself on top of him, pulled his arms around his shoulders, and pretended that he was supporting him: "Cooperate."

It was impossible for Zhao Qiaosheng to reveal Wei Yanchuan's true identity to people he didn't know, and he was going to disguise himself and Wei Yanchuan as victims. He made a move to support Wei Yanchuan, and Wei Yanchuan understood his plan.

After being in the rain for so long, the old pain that was already aching almost made Wei Yanchuan break out in a cold sweat. The burden on the familiar's upper body was too great without complete transformation. Wei Yanchuan couldn't stand still, not just because he couldn't breathe When he got angry, his eyes darkened for a while: "I might have to cooperate to the end."

"What—Old Wei?!" Zhao Qiao didn't finish his sentence, but felt his shoulders sink, and Wei Yanchuan completely lost consciousness.

"How did you end up like this when you went out?"

Because of Wei Yanchuan's sudden coma, the police sent him to the hospital before he had time to question him. This time interval was enough for Chu Yu to receive the news and deal with the aftermath.

When Wei Yanchuan settled down in the ward, not only the police officers who were supposed to wait for them to take notes left, but even the doctors and nurses were cleared away.

Wei Yanchuan was in a coma for a very short time. He was already somewhat conscious in the ambulance, and he wanted to use the magic circle to knock down the doctors so that they would not perform various tests on him——the data from his routine tests made the emergency doctors feel uncomfortable. scared.

How could Zhao Qiaosheng dare to let him do it again, so he used some hunter's methods to prevaricate it.

The amount of oxygen supplied by the oxygen capsule was no longer enough. Wei Yanchuan was wearing an oxygen mask on his face on the hospital bed. Even so, his breathing was still obviously difficult: "It's not that I want to be like this."

"Take a break." Chu Yu rolled her eyes angrily, and patted Wei Yanchuan angrily on the bed—not daring to pat Wei Yanchuan.

Chu Yu turned to Zhao Qiaosheng: "Tell me."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who cast [Landmine]: Village Chief Haruki 1;