sinful preference

Yi Fu always thought that he was the only one left in this world.

He experienced a great war thousands of years ago, exhausted his strength, fell asleep in the old castle, and woke up again. The Silver Guild had long been disbanded, and the food people killed each other. They invented newer weapons, but they were still too weak. In other words, bullets flying at high speed in the air can't get into him at all, unless it is a silver bullet that can hurt him.

He had been sleeping for too long, all the blood slaves were dead, there were no servants or friends around him, but it didn't matter.

Most noble blood clans are lonely, they have no feelings, even if they are blood relatives, they can be used as food to meet their own needs when necessary.

Yi Fu traveled all over the world, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't die, he was looking for something aimlessly, and he witnessed the ridiculous war of food on the way, he played in it, sometimes as an officer, sometimes as a decision maker, sometimes far away watch.

He'd met a few mongrel vampires, very timid, living off of eating animals.

——It’s so sad.

Yi Fu shook his head, and the bastard's heart exploded in his chest, blood spewed out of his mouth and died.

He traveled to many places. At this time, the world was becoming more peaceful and all businesses were ready to flourish. He found a strange family on an island.

This whole family has a small amount of vampire genes, like a bastard whose transformation has not been completed, and like a blood servant.There were very few things that caught his attention. He was very curious, so he walked into the island openly. The people on the island couldn't resist the temptation of purebred vampires. Even if they had only a little gene, they couldn't control it. Do not surrender yourself to him.

Yi Fu was simply regarded as the guest of honor by all the people in this family, and invited out the ancestor who was said to be theirs, saying that it was to make him also feel immortal.

What was invited out was a simple coffin.

The whole body of the coffin was pitch black, with a cross painted with silver powder on it. After the people on the island knelt down to the coffin, they carefully opened it and asked him to present flowers. The coffin slowly opened, revealing a pale and lifelike beautiful face. Xiu, her lips parted slightly, as if she was just asleep, only a silver dagger sticking out of her chest proves that this is a beautiful corpse!

The people on the island firmly believe that this is their ancestors, saying that they were told by their ancestors a long time ago. In addition, the corpses will not decay. The people on the island seem to be descendants of gods, and they all keep their mouths shut. He guarded the place in a breathless manner until Yi Fu's arrival.

Yi Fu could easily see that this was a vampire of high bloodline, and the people on this island were at best the descendants of vampires, yet they thought they were the sons of immortals, it was ridiculous!

Food is food, so go back wherever you come from!

As for this gorgeous corpse that should be wiped out, Yi Fu is very interested.

His dark pupils suddenly turned blood red, and he turned to countless kneeling islanders and said [From now on, I am the owner of the island. 】The islanders seemed to be bewitched, and they all accepted this setting, happily thinking that this person is their island owner.

As the owner of the island, Yi Fu touched the silverware with one hand. The silverware had no intention of corroding him, so he pulled it out so easily. Afterwards, Yanshi's heart returned to its original state, still slightly warped. The corners of his mouth were curled, his lips parted slightly, as if he was waiting for someone to kiss him awake.

Yi Fu didn't bow his head. He knew that this was the charm of the blood race. The purer the blood race, the more capable it was to entice human beings to voluntarily sacrifice their lives, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, sending its slender neck to their mouths.

He just finds it funny.

That's it.

So from that day on, no matter how long Yi Fu went out, he would always come back to the island for a while to have a look. He has lived forever for hundreds of years, and the residents on the island didn't mind, they respected and loved him, but he was very dissatisfied .

He thought that the one in the coffin was lying in an overly crude coffin, which really embarrassed their pure blood race.

He began to rebuild the castle, began to repair the courtyard, spent a lot of money to build a coffin inlaid with gems, and put the beautiful corpse in it.Then, he was dissatisfied again. He thought that there should be no food running around in the sleeping place of the purebreds, so he turned the island into an isolated island, and only occasionally sent people to clean it up.

Yi Fu and Yanshi have lived together for a long time, but "life" is not really counted. This blood clan that should be wiped out is like Yi Fu's toy, comforting the loneliness in Yi Fu's heart that he never admits.

——There are only two of them left in this world of purebloods.

Later, Yi Fu felt that he was tired and wanted to sleep. He stared at the corpse for a long time, feeling that the coffin was quite big...

He slept with his toys for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up, the world had entered the stage of civilization. He went out to have a look, and brought back more beautiful gems for his toys. Most blood races like shiny things, and he I feel that if Yanshi is alive, he will also like it.

But when he came back from another trip, what he smelled was the smell of intruders.

The intruder died in the jungle and his toys disappeared.

He could feel the breath of the weak blood race, like him, alive, Yi Fu's cold blood began to warm up, he... was no longer alone forever.

Yi Fu doesn't care about the reason for the resurrection of the corpse. What he cares about is whether the corpse remembers him, whether he can integrate into this ever-changing world, what kind of blood race he is, what kind of eyes he has, what kind of temper, right? I love shiny things...

It's like a game.

The only two purebred vampires, one was blankly waiting for the other to play with him. After waiting for a long time, the game finally started.

And this game has a lottery, called the heart.

Yi Fu can see clearly that the toy has not been fully revived, as if the soul is just borrowed, and can leave at any time. If you want to restore to its peak strength, it is not enough to just suck the blood of food, the simplest and most The practical way is to dig out the heart of another blood race and replace it with yourself.

Dangerous but fun, it's a sweet trap, but Yi Fu loves it.If he is happy, he is willing to use his own blood to continue raising the corpse. He doesn't think he will lose, so he has already thought about the ending.

I just don't know if this vampire who seems to have forgotten everything has also found the rules of the game and started to please him?

After a dance, Mr. Yi and his beautiful corpse came to the private room upstairs. The room was lit with high and low candlesticks, and the air was filled with a greasy fragrance, which aroused the lust of ordinary people.

The door of the room was closed with a 'bang', and Mr. Yi was held between Shen Man's arms by the wall. The two were very close to each other, exchanging breaths.

Mr. Yi chuckled slightly, feeling the man kissing on his neck, and then felt the man's cold lips open, something sharp was about to pierce his skin, he said, "What's the hurry, no one is talking to you You grab..."

Only then did Shen Man regain consciousness, and the anxious look that had been confused by the delicious food just now disappeared, and he didn't hold back his fangs under the dim light, so he just raised his head to look at Mr. Yi, and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Shen Man still remembers the first time when he hired his assistant Jing Wanzhe, Jing Wanzhe was taken aback and took a while to accept that he was a vampire, and became obsessed with it.

The 'this' here refers to the pleasure of being sucked into food.Shen Man thought so.

Mr. Yi looked very helpless, as if he didn't understand that he was so obvious, even the toys didn't know that he was the same kind of thing, so he pressed Shen Man against the wall with his backhand, and when Shen Man was struggling, he held Shen Man with one hand. Pressing both wrists on the top of the head, and then biting Shen Man's side neck without hesitation, the sweet aroma of blood in the air immediately covered up the previous smell!

Shen Man's legs were half weak, and a trembling moan came from his throat. He grabbed the sleeves of the person in front of him tightly, bleeding profusely and being hungry at the same time...

Hungry for everything, whether it's blood, or something huge and hot.

Shen Man: 'Wait a minute, why did it become like this?Didn't you mean the last blood race?Am I not the last one? '

System 666 does not answer.

Only the sound of swallowing complemented the man's panting in the silence, making one think it was some kind of evil movement.