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As expected of the protagonist, the destructive power is really great.

If he knew that things would turn out like this, Shen Guming would have sneaked to find the protagonist early in the morning.

The blood thirst brought about by the first embrace is not one-way, and he is also very uncomfortable.

like now.

He let the other party hold him, buried him on his neck and did not let go, endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back his fangs.

Grinding on the blood vessels with the tip of his teeth, the feeling of satisfaction and the anxiety of wanting to get more urged him to bite down.

After a while, I gave up.

What if the main character is gone if you accidentally hit harder.

The two stood at the bottom of the pit, hugging each other intimately, their necks intersecting, and they were entangled.

......

"Tsk, it's not over yet."

Shen Gu Mingyi originally wanted to wait for the other party to finish eating naturally, but this guy didn't know if he was addicted to drinking, and it seemed to grow on him.

He wanted to pull people away like before, tried it, but he didn't pull it.

The weight on his body suddenly increased.

Zhong Yuanzhong also groped and grabbed the wrist that interfered with his eating, held it tightly, and unconsciously pressed forward, trying to completely control the prey.

"I actually used my ability..."

Unable to move due to the opponent's gravity, Kamiya Mingichi had to distract himself to resist this force.

Blood is the strength of the blood race, and blood loss makes him weaker and weaker.

That side resists gravity, and this side is inevitably controlled.

Can't move.

"Don't move." Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled out his fangs, and grabbed his throat instead.

It was a blatantly menacing gesture.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was unconscious, still followed his instinctive actions.

Kamiya Mingyi gave up struggling, but this time it seemed that the opponent turned on some strange switch.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bite his neck properly anymore, his fangs slid along the line of the neck, and the fangs pierced the skin again.

"...Are you a dog!"

What a bad habit!

Zhong Yuanzhong also finished biting one place, pulled off the opponent's clothes, continued down, and bit on the shoulder.

......

Shen Guming's eyes turned black and blue, his lips trembled and he threw him to a nearby hotel, and ran away resolutely, as if there was a scourge behind him.

He didn't want to see the protagonist for at least a while, it was simply a psychological shadow.

Even if he lost his sense of pain, it didn't mean he could accept that his body was full of holes after being bitten.

Although with the physical fitness of the blood race, there are still some tooth marks left.

He found a scarf to wrap around his neck, and he couldn't see that place now.

Not long after Kamiya Ming left, Zhongyuan Zhong, whose hunger was satisfied, gradually regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes until he was completely awake, and then he gradually remembered something.

The Central Plains Central will also completely lose its sanity and consciousness. He can vaguely remember that he opened Dirty to deal with the people in the underground auction.

He was fully prepared, and he never expected that not only was he unscathed, but he was even stronger than before.

In a blur of consciousness, he remembered that someone saved him, but he couldn't remember the appearance of that person at all.

Rather than saying who will save him, it is better to think about who has the ability to restore the filthy Central Plains to normal.

Nakahara also thought of a certain mackerel who had defected, and he had to suspect that he had fallen into this place as well as that person expected, so, did Dazai use Disqualification?

He plucked a black hair from his cuff.

No, definitely not Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Yuan also rubbed the hair into the palm of his hand with a guilty conscience.

...He seems to be bullying people hard.

The outskirts of the southern border.

The facilities in the mansion were repaired intensively, the walls were painted with a new layer of paint, the withered plants were cleared out, and new seedlings were planted.

The children who used to live here put on new clothes, and the ferocious little wolf cubs hurriedly walked in the mansion, no longer flinching from the past, and much calmer.

Everyone has a unified sword at their waist. On the training ground opened to the east, the children are training in groups of two.

"The Kyle group and the Tik group have entered the third stage, and they are currently the students with the fastest progress. Most of the rest have entered the second stage and are currently adapting well. The students who have rejected reactions have been taken care of by our people. Send it to the countryside, and no one will find anything unusual."

The girl in a black and white long skirt stood behind Naruichi Kamiya on the right, reporting like a sophisticated machine.

"You did very well."

The girl bowed flatly: "It's nothing, this is the responsibility of the housekeeper."

Who would have thought that a few months ago, the girl was like a little beast that would jump at everyone and bite.

If it wasn't for the lack of time, Kamiya Mingichi would not use these children.

Saving the world, saving all mankind, such a goal can also deceive adults, children don't understand the contradiction between human beings and blood races.

Shen Guming told them the goal of their hunter alliance without hope, but these children agreed to him very firmly, and begged him to teach them how to become stronger.

Although he is very young, he has extraordinary awareness.

Kamiya Mingyi didn't know what happened to these children outside the plot, it was nothing more than hatred or survival.

Otherwise, he would not use the method of "burning blood" that he provided to increase his strength.

"Recently, I told everyone to keep a low profile. The owner of the territory has started a large-scale search for us."

"I see."

......

At the blood clan's dinner party, wearing a mask, a gorgeous rococo style skirt is twirling on the dance floor.

Atsushi Nakajima was still wearing the ill-fitting clothes from the orphanage, and he stood by the side at a loss.

"oops!"

At some point, a lady appeared behind him, bumped into him, lost the wine glass in her hand, and splashed it on Atsushi Nakajima's clothes.

The woman stomped away and said angrily, "My wine!"

Atsushi Nakajima stepped back in a panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"It's nothing," the woman said hesitantly. "It's not your fault, but it's a pity that it's the last glass of wine. Deutsche County only produces one bottle a year."

Although he doesn't understand the value of wine, Atsushi Nakajima still understands that the glass of wine spilled on his clothes should be very expensive. He bent down nervously: "I'm sorry, I will pay you!"

"Needless to say, there is actually a bottle in the wine cellar."

The woman's voice was calm and gentle.

"Then I'll get it for you."

"Is it really possible? This is too much trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble, I'll go now!"

"Then...thank you."

Nakajima Atsushi came out of the banquet hall and ran to the wine cellar following the guidance of the attendants on the road.

The night wind blew past, and his wet clothes stuck to his body, making him shiver with cold.

But he still didn't give up, it was such an expensive wine after all.

The lady was wearing such an inconvenient dress that he could not have picked it up.

The location of the wine cellar was farther than he imagined, and it took half an hour to run there. Atsushi Nakajima arrived at the door of the wine cellar and found the door was open.

Inside is a very large space with a variety of wines on display.

The temperature in the wine cellar was lower than the outside world, and Atsushi Nakajima's lips turned purple from the cold.

Standing in front of the wine rack, he searched in confusion.He didn't understand the words on it.

As time passed, Atsushi Nakajima's body temperature became lower and lower. He observed hard and finally found a familiar label - he had seen it on the table before.

Holding the bottle of wine, he hurried out.

The door of the wine cellar was half open, and just as he was about to run to the door, it suddenly closed.

The sound of the key turning made Atsushi Nakajima's heart sink to the bottom. He bit and ran over, and slammed on the door: "Wait, there are still people inside!"

The footsteps outside stopped.

"There seems to be someone inside?"

After a long time, another voice came:

"Yeah, I didn't hear anything."

Atsushi Nakajima listened to the sound of footsteps getting further and further away in despair, and sat down by sliding the door.

He hugged the wine bottle tightly in his arms and curled up.

What to do, no one cares about him, no one will find him, will he freeze to death here?

Panic was written all over Atsushi Nakajima's face.

No, he doesn't want to die!

His eyes frantically searched the space, and suddenly, an ax leaning against the wall appeared in his eyes.

......

At the end of the banquet, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The silver-haired boy appeared there panting, holding a bottle of wine.

His clothes were torn and wrapped around his hands, but blood still oozes out from the fabric. If it hadn't been covered with the blood in the bottle, his human identity would have been discovered.

Under everyone's gaze, he found the lady.

"I got it back."

The woman covered her mouth in surprise, "Thank you."

"But I'm sorry, I think you haven't come back for a long time, and someone else has already fetched it for me, and," the woman glanced at the bottle of wine held by the young man in her arms, "you didn't take it from Deutsche County." liquor."

"This, that's it." The hand holding the wine tightened.

"Feel sorry."

Atsushi Nakajima forced a smile, "It's nothing." He turned around, alone, holding the wine bottle and trying to hide in the corner, suddenly, a small voice came from behind him.

"No way, he'll believe me if I just say it. There's no such thing as Deutsche County."

The people around laughed.

Atsushi Nakajima stood there, lowering his head in some embarrassment.

He couldn't help but want to run away, but his feet were firmly nailed in place.

Sorry, Master, I seem to have screwed up all over.

"What's so funny, let me listen to it too."

The sudden appearance of the sound was like a discordant note, making the atmosphere bad in an instant.

A powerful aura covered the entire castle, and the heavy pressure stopped all sounds abruptly.

In the silence, someone lost control and knelt down on the ground.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes lit up, "Master...no, Mr. Kaya!"