vampire taboo

Wu Luo woke up, awakened by a pungent smell of blood. The smell of blood was not of human beings, but of vampires, as if this was the execution ground specially prepared for vampires.

He tried his best to open his eyes, but Wu Luo couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly. He could only grope around the ground with his shoesless feet. There was a sticky feeling on the soles of his feet. Wu Luo knew what it was. Blood, the source of the taste, is the blood of the vampire.

Wu Luo panicked, and tried hard to break free from the rope that bound his arms, but it was useless, the rope was so strong that it almost sank into his flesh and blood.

The eyes couldn't see anything, and the blood race could see at night, but at this moment, Wu Luo couldn't see anything except darkness.

The pungent smell of blood and the pitch-black environment scared Wu Luo, who could only move slowly against the corner of the wall.

Wu Luo felt that he was like an animal locked in an iron cage. Even if he couldn't see it, Wu Luo could still feel the eyes looking at him with malice, sarcasm, and even without any Emotional.

Why did this happen, who was that woman, and why did she bring herself to such a place? Wu Luo finally gave up struggling helplessly. She couldn't see it, and even groped with her hands.

He squatted helplessly against the corner of the wall.

It's impossible to go out by yourself.

"Where is this? What's the purpose of you bringing me here?" Wu Luo looked at the dark front and yelled. If anyone could give him an answer, wouldn't that prove that he wasn't the only one here? People, what Wu Luo fears most is loneliness, the loneliness that no one has.

There was no sound, not even an echo.

No, it's not that there is no sound at all.

Wu Luo heard the sound of something rubbing against the floor, and that sound was approaching him, because he couldn't see it.Wu Luo's hearing has become extremely sensitive.

"Who's there?"

Wu Luo's voice was trembling slightly, and even his body was trembling with fear. After all, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

"Cha...cha...cha..."

The sound is getting closer, closer...

"do not want!"

Finally, after feeling his foot being grabbed by a hand, Wu Luo stood up from the ground and broke free from the hand that was holding his ankle.

Time seemed to stand still again suddenly, the voice had stopped, Wu Luo's heart was beating abnormally fast, and his hands were helplessly placed on his chest, the fear of the unknown had almost made Wu Luo collapse.

"Children, when you encounter something or something you are afraid of, think about the person you love the most, the warmest thing, then you will feel that there is no fear in this world."

The dean's mother's words suddenly appeared from Wu Luo's dusty memory for a long time.

favorite person?happy thing?

Wu Luo finally closed his eyes and stopped looking at the darkness in front of him.

Langus's bewitching face appeared with a smile in Wu Luo's mind, and then Langus' almost gentle kiss.

I am no longer afraid, maybe, I have the courage to face it.

Lan, I will definitely, definitely go back.

The two hands that were tied together tightly clenched into fists, and the shaking of the body has almost completely stopped.

Wu Luo knew that as long as it was for Lan, he would no longer be afraid of anything.

The person who can make me warm, who I love.

"You're not scared anymore? This is no fun!" The voice from the ground spoke to Wu Luo weakly, with a hint of mischief.

It turns out that there are still people here, and it turns out that it is not just me. At least, although the owner of this voice sounds weak, he should not have any malice towards him.

Wu Luo finally relaxed his guard, and sat down slowly against the corner of the wall.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" Wu Luo had just regained his composure, so there was still a trace of tremor in his hoarse voice.

"Me? I was captured by them, probably because I killed a lot of people. As for why you are here, I don't know. You don't have to worry. After a while, you will be able to see things. I just came here It's like that sometimes."

The person crawling on the ground explained to himself word by word that this was the voice of a man in his 30s, and even when he said these, there was a certain calmness and elegance, which reminded Wu Luo of the nobility in vampires.

"How long will it take to see?"

Wu Luo asked some piously.

"It's only about a day!" The man's voice still came from the ground, as if he himself was crawling on the ground.

"Vampires? This is the hell of vampires!" After speaking, the man seemed to think of something frightening, but he stopped talking.

Vampire hell?

Wu Luo seemed to have understood something, the man's words seemed to be related to the pungent bloody smell underground.

Now we can only wait.

Waiting for the day to pass, waiting to be able to see again.

The beautiful and beautiful young man crouched quietly in the corner with his bare feet, adding a different atmosphere to the already empty "prison" with the stench.

The man crawling on the ground suddenly fell silent.

He felt as if he shouldn't disturb the peace brought by the teenager, even if it was "hell!"