Little White House Collector [Quick Transmigration]

The blade did not enter the shoulder blade, and the sudden change directly made Qi Yao's face pale, he bit his lip tightly, and did not let the pain overflow.

There was a rather curious voice in his ear. The cruel and addicted blood clan didn't hear a single syllable from Qi Yao's mouth. He leaned forward to the side of Qi Yao's face and looked at Qi Yao's face. Qi Yao's forehead was instantly covered with sweat. , swishing out the sharp blade, the blood clan threw the knife away casually, the blade was made of silver, but the handle was not at all, and the palm holding the handle was safe and sound.

As soon as the short blade left, Qi Yao's body swayed, his knees bent, and he fell to his knees. He knelt on the ground with his right knee, panting heavily with his lips parted slightly.

The knife stabbed so deeply that it seemed to have pierced his entire shoulder. The blood flowed down his shoulder, and the bloody smell spread rapidly. A thick bloody streak appeared in his sight from time to time. The pain in his neck and the pain in his shoulder The pain was intertwined and intertwined in his body, and the gas in his breath was covered with rust. Qi Yao pressed hard on the wound on his shoulder, but blood still seeped out from between his fingers.

There were footsteps approaching in front of him, and from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of the blood clan bent down to pick up something from the ground, and the blood clan's syringes walked towards Qi Yao.

He squinted his slanted eyes, looked obscene, and squatted down. He stretched out his right hand violently, grabbed the hair on the back of Qi Yao's head, pulled his finger bones tightly and pulled back at the same time, forcing Qi Yao to lift his drooping head. stand up.

Looking at it from such a close distance, the blood race whistled in his heart. Even though the demon hunter was frowning in pain and his face was pale at this moment, he had a soul-stirring beauty. The young man had a beautiful face with bright red and full lips , because he wanted to resist the pain of the body, he bit it hard, the teeth marks on his lips were distinct, and the lines of his face were sharp, like a top-level sculptor chiseled out with his favorite carving knife, with clear outlines, bright eyes, and sharp eyes. It's a bit slack, but there's always a ray of bright light inside.

Sweat fell from his forehead, ran across his chin along this beautiful and alluring face, and then slid up his graceful and slender neck.

In an instant, a surge of heat rushed towards the lower abdomen of the vampire, and his desire was aroused. He couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to enjoy this delicious body immediately.

His blood is also extraordinarily sweet, like old wine that has been buried underground for many years. Once it is opened, the fragrance overflows, and the finger of the blood clan's right hand is inserted into Qi Yao's hair. Qi Yao clutched the wound on the back of his hand.

The blood meandered along the back of his hand, the blood clan opened his mouth, his blood-red and cold tongue licked the blood that kept pouring down, he squinted his eyes, and ate and tasted Qi Yao's blood comfortably with a happy expression.

Licking his phalanx with a cold tongue, Qi Yao raised his heavy eyelids, and all he could see was the twisted and evil face of the blood race. He was shocked, but now he had almost reacted, Xue Zhe gave the man to the blood race , the man is the leader who tortured and killed human beings and put the videos on the Internet and sold them. His next fate will be the same as those victims who were tortured to death.

The strength in the whole body dissipated quickly with the rapid loss of blood, the whole body was heavy, and it was extremely difficult to move his fingers. There was a sharp pain in the neck, and a cold liquid was injected into the body from the needle, and the darkness hit in front of him.

The feeling of passing through the back of his hand like a poisonous snake's core was Qi Yao's last memory before he fell into a coma.

A live video was suddenly released on the Internet, and only senior members of the website had permission to view it.

The website used to upload complete videos, live broadcasts like this one have never happened before.

At the beginning, there were not many viewers, only a few, but after only a moment, the number of online viewers of the video increased exponentially, one hundred, one thousand, and even exceeded ten thousand in less than half an hour.

The video is in a dimly lit room, the orange light seems to cover everything inside with a thin halo, but the picture is actually very simple, a chair with a young man sitting on it.

The young man has a white shirt on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body. His arms are cut backwards and tied behind his back. His short, fine and soft hair is all messed up at this moment. His head is lowered, so that viewers can only see his lower half. His face, but just his fair skin, thin jaw, and the rose red lips that were bitten tightly, showing tooth marks, are enough for people to know that this young man must have a good appearance.

The young man's left shoulder was injured, and blood was flowing silently all the time, instantly staining his originally solid white shirt with blood red, adding a charming and seductive aura instead.

Not to mention 100%, 90.00% of the viewers have extremely distorted curiosity. If you can become a senior member, you must have bought the torture and murder videos released by the website before.

The blood will not arouse their sympathy and pity, but will only stimulate the crazy abusive mentality in their bodies. The young man's chest rises and falls weakly, and the two long legs that are separated fall on the ground. Because of the sitting posture, the trousers are moved up a little , so the delicate ankles were exposed. He was fully clothed, and there was not much exposed outside the clothes, but it seemed that the more this was the case, the more desires were aroused.

The waves of messages under the video are like one after another, basically expressing one meaning, which is to strip the young man's clothes, make him bleed more, and create various marks on his skin that is fairer and more delicate than a woman's. The traces of abuse made his seductive lips cry out in despair and grief.

Break him, tear him apart, destroy him.

Watching the scene through the screen and watching the downloaded video give the audience a completely different feeling. They are excited and ecstatic, and even seem to be in it.

Then a person walked in in the video, and only the lower body of the other person was photographed. The person turned his back to the camera, walked to the side of the young man, turned around and stood behind the chair.

Then the scene that people were expecting appeared. Someone pulled the young man's hair and raised his face to face the camera completely.

Countless people outside the camera made amazing voices.

Which star is this? This time the stuff is too fucking high-end.

Break him, break him quickly.

The message was blowout in an instant.

The person who walks into the camera from behind holds the young man's collar with both hands forward from both sides of the young man's shoulders.

There was a crisp tearing sound, the young man's shirt was torn apart violently, the white buttons collapsed and splashed everywhere on the ground, the shirt was thrown to the sides, and in an instant the young man's entire chest was exposed, the hole in his shoulder was hideous, and his scarlet flesh turned out , blood flowed in lines, winding on the half of the chest that had already been stained red with blood.

The waist is thin and narrow, which can be encircled by one arm, and the chest rises and falls weakly. It is obvious that the young man is still alive, and the hair is pulled, causing the entire slender swan neck to be exposed to everyone's sight. The Adam's apple is slightly protruding, and below it is a beautiful collarbone , the bone nest seems to be full of strong wine, and some people are already drunk across the screen, imagining that they are standing people in the camera, imagining that their finger bones are stroking the soft body of the exploring youth exuding a bewitching atmosphere.

Qi Yao woke up when the blood clan unbuttoned his belt. When he woke up, his consciousness was still in a blur. His body froze for a moment, and he found that his arms were tied behind him, and he was sitting on a chair. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and saw a camera facing him a few meters away. The red light on the camera was on, obviously recording, and the sound of a belt buckle being undone came from his ears. Qi Yao lowered his head, his gaze It was fixed at the bottom of the abdomen, where there were two hands, one of which was holding his belt, and was moving out a little bit.

I always feel that all of this is too unreal, like in a dream, how could Xue Zhe abandon him, how could he give him to his subordinates, Qi Yao rolled his eyes, crossed the opposite camera, and looked behind Looking in the direction of the door, the door was closed tightly, he kept staring there, turning a blind eye to what was happening to him and what was about to happen, slowly there was expectation and longing in his eyes, longing that maybe someone would break the door and leave in the next moment In, Xue Zhe must be joking with him, he will not let other people treat him like this.

Qi Yao waited until the wound on his shoulder was pressed hard by the blood clan, the blood that had flowed slowly was stimulated, and gushed out again, and the sound of the blood clan's tongue licking the blood was heard next to his ears, squishy. The tongue circled the gushing blood into the mouth, and the hand that was holding Qi Yao's hair was turned to his jaw, and his head was halfway back.

The line of sight changed instantly, from the motionless iron door, but the pale and dismal ceiling, the pain was everywhere, the medicine that made the body weak remained in the body, Qi Yao struggled, shook his head, trying to escape from the shackles of the blood clan.

Not to mention escaping, he couldn't even move his fingers much.

The mouth of the blood was covered with scarlet blood, and his eyes suddenly turned red. The human blood was sweet and delicious, extremely delicious. He has survived till now, as if he had never drunk such delicious and pure fragrant blood.

In an instant, he made a decision to keep this human demon hunter as his slave, keep him alive, and provide him with fresh blood at any time.

The blood clan's lips moved up along Qi Yao's graceful neck and kissed his lips. With almost no effort, the sharp teeth pushed open Qi Yao's lips. The blood clan's tongue broke in forcefully, biting the tip of Qi Yao's tongue, and then Once again, he fiercely sucked the blood from Qi Yao's mouth.

The breath of a strange male invaded wildly in his mouth, and the other party rubbed his body vigorously. He was tied up and completely restrained, unable to escape or hide.

Qi Yao opened his eyes wide, and the scenery in front of him gradually became blurred.

He blinked, all the pain was so vivid, he knew it long ago, he was just deceiving himself, this was not a dream, he didn't have a dream, it was all real, Xue Zhe really gave him away.

His eyes were bent, and a smile of unknown meaning slipped across him. Afterwards, his eyes were sharp and his teeth were clenched tightly. It can be said that he used all his strength to deal with the tongue stuck in his mouth. His mouth was full of blood. blood race.

Ka, the mandible was removed by the blood clan, the blood clan pulled his hair, forcing him to look at him, Qi Yao smiled provocatively at the blood clan, he deliberately provoked the blood clan, he wanted the other party to kill him immediately.

The blood race spat out the blood from their mouths, and it was only a moment to be irritated, followed by a raging sadistic desire. It would be boring not to resist, and it would be more interesting to resist.

But just when the blood clan tore up the shirt on Qi Yao's body and was about to take off his pants, the originally closed iron door was suddenly kicked open by someone, who broke the lock directly and forced his way into the house. Xue Zhe walked over step by step like the evil god of hell. He thought that Xue Zhe was also interested in this human being, and just about to say something, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his neck.

In the clicking sound, the blood race heard the sound of his neck breaking, his body fell to the ground with a bang, his head and body fell to two places, until he died he didn't know why Xue Zhe would go and come back, why he died so inexplicably up.

In his blurred vision, Qi Yao saw a familiar person walking towards him, he opened his mouth, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"...I thought you wouldn't come, I'm sorry, but please, don't send me away." He spoke intermittently, looking at Xue Zhe's eyes, which were still so bright and full of admiration. , without a trace of blame and resentment.

Xue Zhe clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, his pupils were narrowed, and his expression was dark and unclear. After leaving the factory, he got into the car, and when the car drove out, his mind was full of the way Qi Yao looked at him when he left, shocked and confused. sad.

He thought that knowing Qi Yao lied to him would make him really hate him, but he was still wrong.

He couldn't hate him, even if those likes were all staged, he had already taken it seriously.

Returning quickly to the house, when he saw the scene inside, the flame burning in Xue Zhe's chest burned his sanity, and he couldn't help but break the neck of the blood tribe subordinate. He took off his coat and put it on Qi Yao, covering him Naked body.

Picking up the person, he turned around and found that the camera was still working. Xue Zhe walked over, kicked over the camera, stepped on it, and smashed the machine that fell by his feet to pieces.