The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

In order to hide their identities, bids were made in the form of raising placards. After all, some blood races managed to sneak into human society, and they were unwilling to reveal their voices.

Sitting in the cage, Ruan Mobei looked calmly at the group of aliens in black masks. His eyes followed the auctioneer's bid and moved between the constantly raised price cards.

He was so calm that he didn't look like he was going to be the food of any blood race. If the clothes on his body could be longer and cover his legs, he could be calmer.

Sensing the sight of humans, this group of blood races bid more happily. In just 3 minutes, the price had soared to one million.

Ruan Mobei didn't know how much a normal human would sell here, but in the interstellar era, the least valuable thing, except for soil, trees and air, was human life.

The total population has ballooned to trillions so that everyone is like a grain of sand on the beach, insignificant at all.

He never knew that there were so many blood-sucking races on the planet Raiz before, and now it seems that the successive murders should be inseparably related to them.

After all, the corpse lacked internal organs, but there was no trace of blood around it. If the blood had been sucked dry, it would be easy to explain.

Ruan Mobei suddenly wanted to laugh, he had fallen into this field, he was still thinking about work, if he could escape alive by chance, he would have to apply for a work injury subsidy.

Suddenly, the auctioneer's exclamation pulled him back from his thoughts to the scene.

"Oh my god! The VIP in Box No. 3 bid 800 million! 800 million! Is there any customer who is willing to pay a higher price!"

Ruan Mobei was a little frightened. In this day and age, if all his organs were dismantled and sold separately, they might not be able to add up to this price.

No one raised the price anymore, even if the vampires wanted to get the human beings in the cage in front of them, the price was not something they could afford.

There are blood races who keep looking back, wanting to know who is in the third box. Of course, no matter how hard they try, they can't see anything inside.

"800 million once!"

"Four million twice!"

"make a deal!"

"Let us congratulate the honored guest in the third box. You bought this human being at a price of 800 million star coins. From now on, he will be your blood slave. The staff will send him to you soon. Please stay calm."

The cage descended with the platform again, and soon lowered to the auction platform. The figures of many blood races disappeared from sight. Ruan Mobei took a deep breath. Someone bought him at a high price.

Based on the experience in these small worlds, Ruan Mobei had an intuition that the guest in the third box would be He Songming, but, would a little boy living in an orphanage who had no food in the past have so much money?

His eyes were blindfolded again, Ruan Mobei was sent to the third box, sitting in a cage surrounded by many vampires, he didn't react much, but now he suddenly started to get nervous.

Could it be He Songming?

His hands and feet were chained, and he only had a shirt on his body. If it was really He Songming, it seemed that this was the first time he met him in such a mess.

The door was pushed open, and He Songming heard the staff's respectful voice.

"Sir, this is the blood slave you photographed, please inspect it."

"Yeah." Ruan Mobei immediately heard the footsteps of soft-soled leather shoes, and he was He Songming.

The hanging heart finally let go.

The next second, his hand was suddenly held, and he felt the breath of the other party. His soft lips covered the index finger that was stabbed before, and the tip of his tongue licked away the small piece of faint dry blood.

"no problem."

"Okay, thank you sir for your support to our auction house, I wish you a wonderful night ahead."

The chains on the hands and feet were undone, and the staff retreated. Ruan Mobei sat in the cage and waited, waiting for the blindfold to be undone.

But the other party raised his chin with his hand, as if he was looking at him repeatedly, Ruan Mobei couldn't help swallowing, his Adam's apple slid up and down his neck, and successfully attracted the blood race's attention from his face to the side of his neck.

Why didn't He Songming speak?

Did he not recognize himself?

Probably not, there is not much difference between him now and when he was a child.

Since they bought him at a high price, it probably wasn't that they didn't want to talk to him, Ruan Mobei told himself to be patient, he was always calm, but now facing He Songming, he felt a little anxious.

The box was very quiet, and Ruan Mobei could even hear the other person's breathing. Finally, those hands let go of his chin, and gently pulled his blindfold off.

Finally, his eyes were freed from the darkness again, Ruan Mobei blinked, and met the scarlet eyes behind the mask.

He Songming knelt in front of him on one knee, still holding the soft blindfold in his hand. He was wearing a silver mask, and the exaggerated pattern was even a little scary.

The eyes hidden behind the mask were as cold as inorganic matter, but the moment they met Ruan Mobei, there was an uncontrollable fluctuation.

"You don't seem to be afraid at all." The other party said coldly, based on Ruan Mobei's understanding of him, He Songming was pretending to be cruel.

"Why should I be afraid?" Ruan Mobei smiled, and he stretched out his hand, trying to take off the obstructive mask.

He Songming raised his head back and avoided his hand. He grabbed Ruan Mobei's wrist, and his tone suddenly became fierce: "You treat a blood clan who just bought you like this?"

"Why not? Have you forgotten that you have eaten so many things from me before, Xiao Ming?"

The moment Ruan Mobei spat out that title, he clearly saw He Songming froze for a moment, and then the other party took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes, as if he was suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"You still recognize me?"

"Why can't you recognize it?" Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand again. This time, He Songming didn't stop him, and Ruan Mobei successfully took off the obstructive mask.

The man's face was displayed in front of his eyes. He Songming was still the adult he was most familiar with, but his eyes were scarlet, his complexion was even paler, and his lips were bloodless.

Needless to say, his appearance is more like an evil god living in a hollow underground in a dream.

No matter how much he fed the boy, who was pale and thin, he lay on the desk all day long, trying his best to cover his skin with his clothes, his sleepy eyes were not because of sleepiness, but because he couldn't adapt to the too strong light.

Knew it……

The "bastard" in the mouth of the students is not groundless.

For a while, neither of them spoke, and He Songming was expressionless, showing no emotion. Soon, He Songming stood up again, grabbed Ruan Mobei's wrist, and pulled him up slightly roughly.

Ruan Mobei sat in an uncomfortable position in the cage for a long time, and his legs were a little numb. When he was pulled by He Songming, he couldn't help but staggered two steps.

The other party dragged him, turned around and sat on the black luxurious sofa, and Ruan Mobei also took advantage of his staggering momentum, following his strength, and sat on He Songming's lap obediently.

The shirt was too short, and it couldn't cover anything while sitting like this. Ruan Mobei subconsciously pulled it down, and He Songming said in a low voice:

"You are the blood slave I bought, from now on, don't call me that again."

Ruan Mobei was very obedient: "Okay."

"Now, I am your master."

Good guy, in the last world you kept calling me master, but now you have changed your identity again?You are so fickle.

Ruan Mobei didn't like He Songming calling him master, and he also didn't want to use this title to call He Songming.

He gave a soft ah, and asked softly with a look of confusion, "But weren't we good friends before?"

"You don't seem to understand the current situation."

He Songming suddenly turned over, and threw Ruan Mobei, who was sitting on his lap, into the sofa. The human body sank into the leather seat, and the black hair blended with the seat, lining the neck and neckline. The exposed skin is extraordinarily radiant.

The blood race came up, the tip of the nose touched Ruan Mobei's fragile side neck, the main artery was just under the skin, beating with the heartbeat, the blood was rushing in it, exuding a sweet smell.

He Songming opened his mouth and bit Ruan Mobei's neck. His sharp teeth dented the soft skin slightly. With a little more effort, he would pierce it and taste the blood.

Ruan Mobei let out a muffled sound in his nasal cavity. He was similar in figure to He Songming, and he was definitely not petite. It was really uncomfortable to be slapped on the sofa in this position.

The light in the box is very dim, and an ambiguous atmosphere is unscrupulously bred, just like described in many literary works, the blood race is afraid of strong light, so they don't like to be active during the day, and the city at night is their real paradise.

They hunted lonely humans, pressed their prey against the wall in remote alleys, pressed their lips to their necks, and their fangs pierced the skin without hesitation to draw fresh blood.

The vampire's lips were moist, and he did not bite them off, as if he was threatening Ruan Mobei.

Ruan Mobei felt the sting from He Songming, and his wrists were held, making it difficult to resist.

Ruan Mobei turned his head, wanting to see the look in the opponent's eyes, but He Songming didn't expect him to move, it was this unexpected moment that caused the sharp teeth to cut through the fragile skin.

Blood oozed from the wound in an instant and flowed into the blood clan's mouth. The sweet smell spread, and He Songming's pupils shrank suddenly. All the self-control he had been struggling to maintain collapsed at this moment.

The world was spinning, and the sofa under him was directly crushed and fell backwards. Ruan Mobei fell to the ground on his back, still maintaining a forced sitting position, and his shirt was almost lifted to his chest in the toss.He Songming knelt on top of his body, buried his head in the socket of his neck, and was constantly sucking and licking the blood flowing from the side of his neck.

Slightly cool lips, moist tongue, sharp teeth, the tip of his nose and face rubbed against his chin, his breathing became more and more rapid and intertwined with each other.

Then... then...

All thoughts seemed to be frozen, and the whole brain turned into a paste, like an unknown anesthetic, seeping in from the place licked by the vampire, anesthetizing his brain, except for the sucking lips and tongue, Ruan Mo Bei couldn't feel the existence of other things for a while.

This is... a feeling I've never had before, but it seems a little familiar?

Also arises... other indescribable feelings.

Ruan Mobei couldn't recognize the sweet voice coming from his throat at the first time, and the hands held by He Songming's side broke free from the other's palm, and they were holding He Songming's shoulders tightly. Half pushing and half giving, it was more like pressing the other party to oneself, sending out a wordless invitation.

At the last moment when things were developing in an unpredictable direction, He Songming licked the side of Ruan Mobei's neck, and the saliva quickly healed the wound, and he recovered quickly.

The blood race's breathing was unsteady, and his pale lips were already stained red with blood. He stared down at Ruan Mobei. The human eyes were a little loose, and he was immersed in the emptiness created by the blood race.

This is true for all human beings who have been sucked blood. The saliva of the blood race contains a special chemical substance. In addition to allowing the wound to heal quickly, it can also anesthetize the human brain, allowing them to immerse themselves in pleasure and completely ignore the pain of being sucked blood .

This kind of pleasure is similar to an orgasm, and some humans will even let the vampires suck it because of this virtual pleasure, and eventually become a mummy.

It took Ruan Mobei a while before he slowly came back to his senses. He didn't know how much blood he had lost. He raised his hand to touch the side of his neck, but there was no wound. , It almost made people wonder if they had hallucinations just now.

This feels a little familiar, has he been drunk by He Songming before?

He Songming's complexion seemed to be better than before. Did he not eat for a long time?

The action just now was He Songming's deterrent to him. I hope he can understand the current situation. The other party is a foreign race wandering in the dark night, and he is a human blood slave just bought.

Well, unfortunately, he wasn't afraid.

It's impossible for He Songming to suck him dry. The worst case would be from drinking blood to having sex. However, if things really develop to this point, Ruan Mobei feels that he should enjoy it very much.

Ruan Mobei opened his mouth, but didn't speak for a while, as if he was frightened.

Do you have that look too?He Songming stared at him, feeling a sense of masochistic pleasure in his heart.

When you left me here alone, did you ever think that such a day would come?

Facing He Songming's cold eyes, Ruan Mobei couldn't guess what he was thinking, maybe he should appease him now and express his true intentions?

So he took the initiative to stretch out his hand, and gently touched the other's lips on the inside of his wrist: "You look better, do you want to drink more?"

He Songming: ...

He was stunned, the human wrist pressed against the corner of his lips, conveying a familiar temperature, he could even feel a strong pulse with a very fast frequency, just like the night 15 years ago, when the boy grabbed his hand and brought When he crossed the alley and fled towards the other end of the barbed wire, their hearts beat rapidly.

He Songming stood up suddenly and turned to the other side. Ruan Mobei got up slowly. He put his shirt back together and stood barefoot on the carpet.

He Songming came to the small table, and there was a goblet on the table, which contained a thin layer of blood, which was the blood dripping from Ruan Mobei's finger not long ago.

He picked up the whiskey on the side, and when it reached half a glass, the blood was diluted, and the wine showed a light pink color, even a little beautiful.

He Songming picked up the wine glass, shook it lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

The blood was taken away during the auction, and He Songming drank his blood with wine, which must be some kind of blood clan ritual.

Ruan Mobei walked over, stepping barefoot on the floor, as silent as a cat.He came to He Songming's side, and the once thin boy was already about the same height as him:

"Why are you ignoring me?"

He Songming didn't say a word, as if he hadn't considered how to treat him. The blood clan was gloomy and cold at the beginning, and kept putting pressure on him, but Ruan Mobei was not afraid at all, but actively cooperated to satisfy the blood clan's demands. all needs.

Humans only have a loose white shirt, which is so thin that it is almost transparent. This is the fixed attire of all blood slaves when they are auctioned. He Songming looked at the large clavicle exposed from the neckline and the legs that could not be covered at all. Unprecedented eyesore.

He put down the empty wine glass, casually pulled off the robe at the side, and threw it on Ruan Mobei: "Get dressed, and follow me."

Ruan Mobei unfolded the robe and put it on himself, finally his legs were no longer exposed, although the wind could still blow in from the hem and brush over the skin.

He Songming put on the mask that Ruan Mobei took off again, turned around and walked towards the door in the dark. Ruan Mobei followed him, but didn't notice that there was a door in that place.

The door was connected to a long corridor, and Ruan Mobei, who was dimly lit on both sides, could hardly see anything. He could only listen to the sound of footsteps and followed the figure in front of him closely.

Suddenly, He Songming stopped without warning, and Ruan Mobei didn't stop and bumped into his back.

He Songming turned around, looked him up and down, and made sure that the robe firmly covered all parts except the calves and feet, and then started to walk again.

They went down the stairs and went outside. Ruan Mobei couldn't help tightening his robes because of the cool night breeze. He looked around, but there was no familiar scene nearby.

A car stopped on the side of the road, He Songming got into the car, and Ruan Mobei naturally followed him into the back seat.

At the end of the auction, other blood races wearing black robes and masks continued to come out of another door. Most of them were empty-handed, and a small number of them brought humans. Those humans were all wearing robes temporarily used to cover their bodies. Out of focus, he followed behind the blood clan like a walking dead.

Is it other human beings who are bought as commodities?

It's just that their state looks a little different from their own?

Noticing Ruan Mobei's observing gaze cast out of the window, He Songming remained silent. He closed his eyes and disguised himself as an invulnerable stone.

The vehicle started automatically and headed to an unknown destination. Ruan Mobei knew that he was now He Songming's property.

Just like in the last world when he bought the werewolf He Songming on the black market, this time, He Songming bought him at the vampire auction, saving him from the danger of being taken over by other vampires and becoming a walking dead.

"Can I go get my luggage?" The scenery passing by the window is very strange. Ruan Mobei's smart bracelet is long gone. Fortunately, most of his luggage is left in the hotel. I don't know if there is a chance to get it. arrive.

He Songming still ignored him, not even raising his eyelids.

"The address is 138 Ansersey Street, Windsor Hotel, you should know that place too."

After several seconds of silence, He Songming's voice finally rang out in the car: "Go to Ansersei 138."

"Okay, the route has been re-planned for you."

The car turned at the intersection ahead, and Ruan Mobei secretly laughed in his heart, well, he finally saw the adult version, which seemed even cuter than when he was a child.

The auction house is quite far from the place where he was stunned. Ruan Mobei fell asleep unknowingly while waiting. It is three o'clock in the morning, which is the most sleepy time for human beings. He was already tired after sitting in the interstellar spaceship for three days , The moment of sleep when I was stunned was not enough at all.

"Hmm..." Ruan Mobei frowned when he was awakened by the skylight outside the window, and reluctantly turned his head away from the window, and opened his eyes after a while.

It was just dawn, and the sun would rise from the northern sky in a short time. The Windsor Hotel was on the side of the road, and the neon signs were still open. There were sporadic people walking on the street.

The two of them were downstairs in the hotel, looking up at the flashing neon signs, the changing lights sprinkled on the children's faces, making their eyes sparkle.

How long has it been here?Ruan Mobei hurriedly sat up straight. He looked at He Songming, who was still resting with his eyes closed.

Has He Songming been waiting for him to wake up naturally?Ruan Mobei rubbed his face and was about to get out of the car lightly.

"Don't run away." He Songming suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly, "If I find out that you want to run away, you will regret it."

"I won't run." Ruan Mobei pushed open the car door, "Just don't worry."

He Songming stopped talking again, he reached out his hand and took out something from his pocket, between two fingers, Ruan Mobei took a closer look, it was his hotel room card.

Sure enough, all the things on him that were taken away by the auction were given to He Songming after he became his blood slave.

"Thank you." Ruan Mobei took the room card, he closed the car door, walked into the gate of the Windsor Hotel, and went straight to his room.

He didn't take out his luggage yesterday, so he went out directly to reminisce about the past, so it was quite convenient. He quickly changed his shirt and robe, put on his own clothes, and went out with the suitcase.

After leaving the room at the front desk, Ruan Mobei looked at the black vehicle on the side of the road, took a deep breath, and walked over slowly.

After he got in the car, the car automatically started and went to its original destination.

Seeing that he had changed his clothes, the high-necked windbreaker covered his neck, and the cuffs of his shirt were buttoned up, so he could not see his wrists. He Songming frowned. Ruan Mobei lowered his head and placed the suitcase, not noticing that the other party was unhappy look.

"The newspaper said there was news here, so I came here on a business trip. I just arrived last night, and I didn't bring much. Unexpectedly, something happened on the first day I came back."

Ruan Mobei thought himself authentic, during the time he spent with the savage He Songming and the evil god He Songming, he had already cultivated his self-talk skills to perfection:

"Fortunately, you saved me. Otherwise, I really don't know what the situation will be like now. I think the other human beings who have been bought are not in good condition. By the way, where are we going?"

"My family." The two words jumped like beans, as if you were charged by the word.

Ruan Mobei showed a clear expression, and said lightly on purpose: "Have you married yet? Congratulations."

He Songming: ...

The other party's scarlet pupils narrowed slightly, and Ruan Mobei could guess the displeasure in it even if he didn't look at it. He pretended to be innocent and said softly: "No? Sorry, I remember you lived in the orphanage when you were young .”

Under Ruan Mobei's series of thunderstorms, He Songming finally couldn't bear it, and said the longest sentence since the two met:

"When I was 16, the housekeeper found me. I inherited my parents' estate, and they left me the house."