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The venomous king cobra moved quietly on the top of the branch, scaring away several birds perched above.

The sound of flapping wings was very clear in this uninhabited dense forest.

The poisonous snake rushed forward, patrolling its territory with an incomparably arrogant attitude.

Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from the darkness, and grabbed the snake's tail, the snake bit the hand back when startled.

The deadly venom was injected into the wrist. Surprisingly, there were no panic screams that humans should have, and the owner of the hand did not collapse because of the venom.

Then the poisonous snake's head was pinched by another hand that was also pale and without a trace of blood, and it was full of cold air. That hand grabbed the poisonous snake and lifted it up.

A tingling pain came from the snake's body. The snake was bent and its head was bent, and two extremely sharp fangs were stuck inside.

The lips were very bright red, revealing a kind of ghostly spirit.

That face, like the hands, was as white as snowflakes fluttering in the depths of winter, crystal clear and white, even the tiniest pores could hardly be seen.

The snake body wrapped around the wrist was sucked away with the blood little by little, and slowly became stiff.In the end there is no more movement.

The blood clan forcibly tore off the snake's body from his wrist, and he wiped off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and licked it into his mouth.

Swallowing the precious live blood, the hunger and thirst in the abdominal cavity was relieved a lot. The blood clan raised his jaw slightly and took a deep breath. A cool breeze blew by, and the surrounding branches and leaves rustled.

The breeze blew away a few strands of hair on the Blood Race's forehead, exposing his entire face.It was a face that would amaze any god. The eyebrows were outlined with ink brushes, the wings of the nose were straight and straight, the lips were thin and red, and the contours of the face were extremely clear. I am afraid that even the best sculptors would find it difficult to carve his appearance.

The blood race stood still for a while, and then began to walk out of the dense forest.

There was a cold breath all over his body, causing all kinds of creatures hidden in the grass to flee in shock.

After walking for a long time, the blood clan walked out of the dense forest and came to the street.

The street lamps are sparse, and there is a long distance between one lamp and another.

The crescent moon disappeared into a cloud of black clouds, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of swamp gas, sticky and dull.

The blood race walked down a short shabby spot, illuminated by the same ghastly yellow street lamp, and it was only in the light that it became clear that there was a scarlet bloodstain across the blood race's slender neck, such a wide wound.If it was someone else, he must have died so stiffly.

The vampire, on the other hand, had an indifferent face, as if he couldn't feel pain.

The blood-red eyes were gloomy, and when they saw a house in the distance, the blood-red eyes slowly returned to black and white.

Fortunately, the coat wasn't too damaged. The blood race put on the hat that was attached to the coat, hiding all the silver-white hair that was different from ordinary people, and tucked his jaw slightly, trying not to attract the attention of others.

Walking in front of the independent surrounding houses, the blood clan looked into the house, and the lights inside were all off. At this point in time, either no one was there, or they were all asleep.

The blood race walked to the left, and there was a half-open window there. He stood under the window with his knees slightly bent. In an instant, the blood race left the ground and jumped onto the window sill. He arched his back and grabbed the window rail with one hand. With the ability to see clearly, without any effort, the blood race saw a young woman sleeping on the bed in the middle of the room.

Jumping off the window sill and walking on the floor, he was dressed in pitch black, even though he was doing burglary, his posture was still elegant.There was no sound at all when it landed. After walking to the door, the blood clan raised his hand and slowly opened the door.

There was a slight creaking sound from the iron door, and the woman on the bed turned over, her eyes suddenly opened, staring blankly at the black figure in the darkness.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt that she must be dreaming. The woman closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only a closed door.

The woman fell down and continued to sleep.

After coming out of the bedroom, the blood race went to another adjacent room. Luckily, there was no one in it.Has a wardrobe that takes up half of the wall.Pushing open the door panel, there are all men's clothes inside.

Picking out a set of light-colored casual clothes, the blood clan changed all the tattered clothes and pants on his body.

This white hair is too conspicuous, so the jacket I chose is also a hat.

After changing into a complete suit of clothes, the blood race found a lighter, jumped out from the window sill of this bedroom, and set fire to the clothes he was wearing in a corner of the back garden.

His dark eyes stared at the blazing flames. From this moment on, he would inherit everything from this body, including his poor and pathetic fate of endless escape.

This is a soul from another world. He has experienced four different worlds and met many different people.

He had deep entanglements with many of them, and those people were sad or hurt because of his departure, but he ignored them completely.

His heart is only that big, and he has no room to care about who or pretend to be.

Death is the beginning as well as the end.

419: They're coming.

The system reminded.

Yao Jin and other clothes were almost burned to ashes before turning around and leaving the garden.

And he had just walked for less than a minute, and four men with cold faces surrounded the place where the sparks hadn't completely extinguished.

"Looks like he just left."

"It's really a fate. They all had their necks cut, but they didn't die."

"This is the last remnant of the Mante family, no matter what method is used, he must be removed."

"Yes!"

The cold wind whizzed past violently, the branches shook violently, the crescent moon escaped from the thick clouds, and the black shadow on the ground was hideous, like a devil crawling out of hell, quietly lurking, staring at its prey, ready to pounce on it at any time .

As soon as the strong wind passed, the ashes of the clothes were blown everywhere. As for the four men, they disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

The night always passes quickly, the early sun hangs far away in the sky, and half of the sky is blood red.

The quiet city gradually became noisy and noisy.

In a hotel, in a room on the second floor, Yao Jin stood by the window, staring at the street downstairs, his hair was slightly wet on his forehead, apparently he had not slept at least half the night.

This body is not a human being, but a vampire living on blood. According to the real world, the West is called a vampire, and the East is called a zombie.

He raised his hand and touched the neck, and after one night, most of the hideously split bloody mouth had healed. This was due to the vampire's own strong healing ability. Besides, he knew, there was also the reason of his special constitution.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and they all looked indifferent and vigilant to each other.

What happened some time ago made everyone instantly aware that their world is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface, and anyone around them, including relatives, friends, or partners, may be an evil blood race.

They hide their identities, hide among human beings secretly, use human beings as their food, and suck bright blood.

The person possessed by Yao Jin is a member of the Mante family. This family is very different from other blood clans, because they used to be human, even after becoming blood clans, they didn’t really become cold emotionally. They still have feelings for humans, and their clansmen do not drink human blood, but other creatures.

It is clearly a noble blood family, but they want to surrender their status and live in peace with human beings. In the eyes of other families, this is a stain on the entire blood race group, a complete alien, and a rebel.So the two largest families joined forces to cleanse the Mante family in the middle of the night.

That night, dozens of members of the Mante family were beheaded, their hearts were dug out, and their hearts were stabbed to death.

The blood clan clearers gathered the remaining Mante members together, and took away the rings they wore on their hands—the rings were specially made for the blood clan ancestors to help the blood clan walk freely in sunny places.The Mante members who were stripped of their rings were reduced to ashes one by one in the rising sun.

The only member of the Mante family, that is, the original owner, met a human woman a few days ago, and the two fell in love quickly. They were not at Mante's house at the time, but were traveling outside, but the disaster did not forget him, and it was cleaned up quickly The hunters came to the door, brutally dismembered his girlfriend, and sent him the video. After that, he was also cut off by other bloods, bleeding out to death.

Once the original owner died, Yao Jin was able to possess him smoothly.

It is slightly different from the previous worlds. Since the original owner is an undead person, even though he is dead, the powerful remnants of his soul are still solidified on his body. This makes Yao Jin, who currently occupies this body, be roasted by these remnants at any time. , like a coercive force, urging Yao Jin who occupied the body to avenge the original owner, in this way to eliminate the remnants.

"What will happen if I don't avenge the original owner?" Yao Jin asked the system.

419: Presumably self-awareness is slowly being eaten away.

"perhaps?"

419: I have never encountered such a situation, but I believe you can solve it.

Self-awareness swallowed?

That is to say, he will forget who he is, where he came from, what he has done, and become someone else.

No, of course not.No matter what, he must clearly remember all the things that happened, they made him who he is today, every bit, no matter good or bad, together, he is what he is today.

419: It's actually very simple, not difficult. Most of the original owner's hatred comes from the undead who killed his lover that day. You just need to behead them one by one.

"I thought you were a peace lover." Yao Jin said coolly.

419: One time and another time, not to mention the heinous crimes of each of them.That woman wasn't the first they killed, nor would it be the last.They use torture and killing as a way of entertainment, and they like to see people screaming in pain, from which they get a sense of pleasure, joy and excitement that are on the verge of sarcasm.It is not a pity for them to die.

For several worlds, Yao Jin has never really taken a human life. In his opinion, death is never the best way to punish criminals. It is more meaningful to let them regret their lives in endless pain.

As for this, in order to keep his consciousness from being flawed, he doesn't mind solving a few undead as the system said.The reason is more for himself than the so-called revenge for the original owner. Everything he does is always based on himself.

After leaving the hotel, Yao Jin was still wearing a hat, and the ring on his hand could protect him from the scorching sun, but his white hair was too conspicuous, if he could keep a low profile, he would still choose to keep a low profile.

Walking on the crowded street, not long after, unexpectedly, my head felt dizzy, and my eyes suddenly went dark.Yao Jin stopped slowly, leaning on the roadside wall with one hand,

Pedestrians glanced over, because Yao Jin was dressed a little strangely, but most of them looked indifferent.From time to time, there are news reports that in the middle of the night, some evil blood races deliberately show weakness to other human beings, either suddenly falling down or pretending to be weak. The kind-hearted people stepped forward to help, but the blood was sucked dry by the blood race, and the poor blood was broken. neck.

It was daytime now, and blood races generally moved in the dark, but no one wanted to test this possibility.

Taking a deep breath, there was a low gurgling sound in his stomach.

From yesterday to now, he has only sucked blood from one snake.God knows, why he stretched out his hand at that time, probably the remnants of the original owner were at work.If someone brought a snake over now, even if it was killed, he would not be able to bite it down.

The strong smell of blood still lingered in his mouth, making Yao Jin, who had always lived as a human and ate mostly cooked food, feel deeply nauseous.

But this nauseating feeling seemed to only stay in his mouth, and his body, contrary to his consciousness, was eagerly longing for fresh and attractive blood.

He lowered his head and pressed his stomach with one hand. As long as the undead sucked blood all the time, they would not be born, grow old, get sick, and die, but the pain was still there.

Yao Jin's brows were tightly knit on a white, almost eerie face.Some passers-by looked at him carefully, saw his beautiful face that was different from ordinary people, and had an impulse to help him.

The man took half a step forward, then immediately retracted his foot suddenly.It was also mentioned in the news that the vampires use deceptive appearances to attract human sympathy, and then kill them wantonly.

The sun rose slowly and became hotter. After not eating for a long time, Yao Jin felt that the strength in his body was being drained little by little. He even felt that he would really pass out the next moment.

Blinking his heavy eyelids, Yao Jin straightened his body back, left his hands away from the wall, and walked forward more quickly.When he saw a forked road, he turned around and turned in.

Hunger burned his nerves, his vision was blurred, he saw a person walking in front of him in a daze, the fragrance of blood wafted in the air, and Yao Jin's breathing became heavier.

Using a faster speed than that person, he reached behind the pedestrian in almost the blink of an eye, and put his arm on the pedestrian's shoulder.

The opponent turned around quickly, and Yao Jin felt a dazzling silver light flash in front of his eyes. His body was one step ahead of his consciousness, and the moment he saw the silver light, he was startled back several meters.

However, he forgot that his body was overwhelmed, so he fell back to the wall, his whole back hit it, and all the strength that was left was instantly sucked away, and he sat down straight along the wall.

His stomach was too hungry, throbbing in spasms, and even his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

His legs were bent and his head was bowed, making him look extremely weak.

There were clear footsteps from far to near, Yao Jin's head was too heavy, and he seemed to have lost even the strength to lift it up.

The person in front of him stopped at his feet, Yao Jin raised his eyes a little, and saw the other person's dark pants and leather shoes.Then, grabbing his shoulder with warm fingers, not only the one who made the shot, but also Yao Jin, was slightly stunned by the touch.

He has just come to this world, and within a day, the Tsubaki medicine physique is triggered, isn't he a bit unlucky?

The corners of Yao Jin's lips curled up, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Following the man's movements, the body stood up slowly. Although the opponent didn't use much strength, he was irresistible.Gentle but also strong, this unexpected gentle treatment gave Yao Jin a sense of familiarity, and he tried his best to raise his head as he got up.

I only saw one front just now, but this time it is the real front.He was a very handsome and handsome man, with an awe-inspiring uprightness that made people subconsciously think that this man might have served in the army, and what he was doing must be righteous.

"Are... are you okay?" The man was concerned, and the silver short dagger he was holding in his hand just now retracted it immediately when it touched the young man's body in front of him.

The young man's face was as fine and white as a lily, with a straight nose, and thin rose-colored lips. Although he was wearing a coat and hat, a few strands of silver-white hair were exposed, allowing the man who was too close to him to see clearly at a glance.The man has seen many beautiful people, but none of them seem to be stared at by the other's clear black eyes like a young man, so that the man can't look away.

The body of the young man is warm, with the unique temperature of human beings. They are not vampires. The vampires are a group of cruel and cold-blooded creatures. Although most of them are covered with beautiful human skin, they are not human beings and should be completely driven out of the human world. of beasts.

419: Demon hunters, a group that specializes in hunting vampires.

"He didn't realize that I'm also a blood race?"

419: The particularity of your physique makes your current body different from the original owner, with a certain temperature.In addition, this person met you just now, this alone is enough for him not to be suspicious of you.

Yao Jin bit his lip, as if to wake himself up, his voice was hoarse, and even he himself was a little stunned: "Thank you, I'm fine." He waved his hand to block the man's arm, propped one hand on the wall, and walked slowly to the other side of the road. go in one direction.

He can't suck the blood of this human being anymore, so he has to replace it with someone else.

Seeing that the young man was about to fall down at any time, but still trying to pretend to be strong, the man didn't know why, but felt his heart twitch slightly. He chased after him, and put Yao Jinyi's arm on his shoulders.

"I'll take you to the hospital." The man said.

Yao Jin waved his hand, and the strength of the two was completely different, so he didn't move at all. Of course, he absolutely couldn't go to the hospital: "I'm just hungry. I haven't eaten for three days, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

The man turned his eyes and stared at Yao Jin, seemingly in disbelief.

"I'm really just hungry." Yao Jin had never spoken so weakly before, and that feeling of powerlessness displeased him.

His overly resolute attitude made the man startled. In fact, when it comes to men, he rarely takes the initiative to help anyone. He is a demon hunter, and he deals with brutal vampires.He usually acts alone, and he appeared on this road because of a blood murder incident that happened here a few days ago. He came to see if he could find any clues.The appearance of the youth was an accident.

The current accident took away too much of his attention, and even made him change his previous behavior.

He thought it was probably because the tingling feeling was too direct, and now he can still feel some aftertaste in his body.

Men are gay and don't like women.

He knew that he fell in love with the young man at first sight, and his professional relationship made him work hard to restrain his surging emotions. A person like him may be decapitated one day, and he has no right to love others.It may be good to look at the person you like, even if you look at it one more time.