Fast time travel tricks to death system

"It's not in vain for me to find someone to cultivate it myself." Delga picked a plump grape and put it in his mouth.

"count……"

"Owner……"

Zhou Ming couldn't laugh or cry, Delga is really a wayward child: "Master, it's going to be daylight soon, it's time for you to sleep."

Delga looked at the dark sky outside the window and said, "No rush, I'll wait a while."

The night still dominates the entire sky, the sun gradually emerges from the corner of the mountain, and Delga's eyes are closed.

Time flies, the light drives away the darkness, but Delga still sits where he is, Zhou Ming goes to the window and closes the curtains, he doesn't understand what Delga is going crazy, he is a vampire, and what he fears most is light. If you dare to do this, aren't you afraid of being burned?

Turning around, Delga was behind him. He stroked Zhou Ming's side face and said, "You are very similar to her."

"Master, who are you talking about?" Zhou Ming was curious as to who Delga was talking about.

"One, a very gentle person." Delga's eyes were full of affection. Zhou Ming had never seen Delga like this before. His eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to suck him in.

"A very gentle person?" Zhou Ming focused on the word "gentleness". At this moment, is the person Delga mentioned a woman?

"Yes, gentle and cold." Delga's hand touched Zhou Ming's earlobe.

Something pricked Zhou Ming's ear, and Delga pierced an earring directly to his earlobe.

"What is this?" Although Zhou Ming grinned in pain, he still held back his words.

"This is a token between us. Wearing it, everyone will know that you are mine."

As soon as the earring pierced into the earlobe, it stuck to the flesh, and Zhou Ming couldn't take it off no matter what.

Smelling Zhou Ming's blood, Delga's body began to rippling, and his fangs began to scream.

He turned his back abruptly. Zhou Ming thought that Delga was in trouble because he was exposed to the light. As soon as he passed by, Delga pushed him away. Delga ignored Zhou Ming and walked directly to the second floor.

The longing in his body made his fangs emerge uncontrollably, and he now desperately needed blood to free him.

Pushing open the door of the child who had been with him for a long time, pulling the boy who was hugging his painting in a daze, pulling away the silk around his neck, and piercing his neck with sharp teeth mercilessly.

"Master..." The boy trembled, he clung to Delga's body, and the master's voice made Delga's waist tighter.

The boy closed his eyes, staring into the distance with his dull eyes, the silk wrapped around his collarbone fell to the ground.

Zhou Ming squatted on the ground to pick up the debris that had just been knocked to the ground. A pair of leather shoes appeared in front of his eyes. Zhou Ming raised his head to see the person coming.

The man said weakly, "Where's Delga?" Zhou Ming couldn't see the man's face, but his voice seemed familiar.

Seeing that Zhou Ming hadn't spoken for so long, he pushed him away impatiently and walked upstairs, but he fell to the side within two steps and was supported by Zhou Ming who came up in a hurry.

Only then did he notice Zhou Ming: "It's you?"

"Are you injured?" It seems that his judgment is correct, this person is indeed Macarena.

Macarena nodded, his eyes moved away from Zhou Ming's body, he was patient.

Zhou Ming is now the biggest tonic for him. If his blood is absorbed, the injuries he has suffered will recover immediately, but he didn't do this.

He took off the cloak on his body, and Zhou Ming observed that there was a big hole in his abdomen. He was sure that this injury was caused by a vampire hunter. Weapons soaked in holy water are not terrible for humans, but for vampires, That kind of pain is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Macarena's fangs could hardly be hidden, he grabbed Zhou Ming's arm: "Do me a favor."

Zhou Ming was a little surprised. Is Macarena begging him?

"You, how can I help you?"

Macarena swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Zhou Ming immediately understood that Macarena wanted him to donate his own blood.

He thought for a while, then picked up the fruit knife on the table, and cut off the palm of his hand. He aimed the blood flowing from the palm of his hand at Macarena's lips, and Macarena opened his white lips, A pair of red eyes fell on Zhou Ming's frowning brow.

Are you afraid of pain?

Zhou Ming didn't look at the red liquid. He knew that the few drops of his blood were not enough for a vampire to get between his teeth, so he cut a few more knives on his hand and used the pain-reducing potion he bought earlier. The pain of being bruised and bruised has eased a lot.

Macarena did not expect that the child would be willing to do this for him. He pushed away Zhou Ming's hand, tore off his own clothes and bandaged him.

After Zhou Ming fed Macarena, he leaned against Macarena in a daze. Delga on the second floor smelled Zhou Ming's blood. Ming snuggled up beside Macarena.

His eyes were red, and he came to Zhou Ming's side as fast as he could, pulled him from Macarena's side to his arms, checked his body carefully, and let go only after he found that there was nothing unusual about him. He died.

It seems that Macarena didn't drink his blood, but fortunately he was only slightly injured. The reason why he didn't want Zhou Ming to become a vampire was not just because Zhou Ming didn't want to become a vampire, but because he didn't want Zhou Ming to become a vampire too. the same as him.

I can't feel my own heartbeat, can't feel my own temperature, even the blood in my body is cold.

Macarena sat on the sofa calmly, Zhou Ming's blood still remained on his lips.