Private pet of the reborn Duke

A cold touch came, and Ming Ye hugged him into his arms: "Ming Ling, leave them alone. I'm so cold..."

While talking, Ming Ye hugged him tightly, rubbing his neck non-stop, as if finding the right position, pierced the skin and began to suck blood again.

Ming Ling's face became even paler, but he couldn't speak a word. He didn't move and let Ming Ye do whatever he wanted. His wide eyes looked at the sympathy and embarrassment in Ritter's eyes, and Lilith's mouth opened and closed. As if to say: "As long as Ming? Ye doesn't leave the castle casually, I won't hurt him." He looked at Lilith again, seemed to smile, and took Ritter away.

There are no moving creatures in front of him, only the closest person behind him is sucking his own blood.Mingling no longer heard any sounds other than the flow of her own blood, and gradually she could no longer see or feel them.

He was again unconscious from blood loss.

Ming Ye became more awake every time he sucked blood, and stopped when he felt that he could walk into the teleportation array to look for food intact, but Ming Ling had already passed out.

In a daze, Mingling felt that he heard a familiar voice.That voice kept reminding him: You are the Son of God, how can you let the demons pollute you, how can you give him your precious blood as the continuation of your sinful life?How can it be compared with those low life forms?

Mingling retorted, he thought: I don’t think he is evil in anything other than his bloodthirsty nature, and I have never felt that I am such a noble son of God.I just want him to stop being so bloodthirsty, and I don't want him to leave my side again, and I don't want him to die.Maybe I am the one who is really guilty, because my existence affected his status in the blood clan, which led to his current state, making him even more confused, and it was also because of my persistence that he endured hunger by force, and finally Become so crazy, like a beast with only instinct.

The voice became softer, like a sigh.Mingling found himself in the snow-white hall again, sitting in front of the pure white man, he was looking at him with pity: Mingling, maybe you kill him is the best choice.Although saying this is contrary to the teachings of light, if he is not dead, he will continue to be so crazy. The victims are innocent ordinary people and yourself.Even for himself, he was tortured to a certain extent.isn't it?

Every word seemed to be conveyed directly into Mingling's mind, he couldn't help but nodded in agreement, but immediately reacted: I don't want to watch him die, and I don't want to be a son of God.I don't even want to believe that the God of Light really cares about the people of the world. After all, the ordinary civilians I have seen have lived in the fire all their lives. Why don't you go to save them?Not caring?

The man in pure white body seemed a little displeased, he waved his hand: "Think about it again, you will understand what I said when you can't stand it anymore."As for ordinary civilians, the fate of each person is not necessarily in my hands.Even if you have the heart to save people, if your heart doesn't change, it will be difficult for God.

As if driven away from the hall by that wave of hand, Mingling felt dizzy and dizzy after a moment of weightlessness, and finally opened his eyes.

"How long have I been asleep?" He didn't have to turn his head, the cold feeling was still behind him.

"It's not been a long time. Since you fell into a coma, it's the seventh time I saw the blood moon sinking." Ming Ye's voice came over in a low voice, a little hoarse, as if he had shouted hoarsely.

Ming Ling turned her head to look, startled. "I've been in a coma for the past few days, what have you been doing?"

At this time, Ming Ye had sunken eyes and a sluggish expression, as if he had aged many years in seven days.He heard the words and smiled: "I didn't do anything, I just stayed with you. Sometimes I go out to find some blood when I'm so hungry, and if I suck your blood, you will die."

He spoke lightly, but Ming Ling remembered that Ming Ye became so crazy within a week, but his face and body did not change at all, so he couldn't help frowning: "You weren't so serious last time, it's because Lilith bit you." Does it matter?"

Ming Ye seemed a little cold. He held Ming Ling's hand tightly, and his eyes became sharp: "She found the blood of the ancestor, and sucked away the blood origin unique to the Blood Emperor." But halfway through, he Relaxed again: "That's fine, then I don't owe her anything, even if I starve to death, I don't have to bear the heavy responsibility of continuing the bloodline." He smiled again.

Mingling opened his mouth wide, unable to believe that the person in front of him who was smiling like an old man in the late tomb was the high-spirited and bloodthirsty Ming Ye, but he saw a kind of relief-like real relaxation from that faint smile.

He came back to his senses when he was about to say something, and realized that Ming Ye had kissed his lips again, and a vague voice rang in his ears: "Did I not warn you not to open your mouth so easily... "

Mingling quickly indulged in this kiss.He didn't want to worry about the dispute in the dream, and he didn't want to find out whether Ming Ye's current situation was good or bad. He just wanted to stay with him for a while, give him some warmth, and at the same time give himself a chance to release his feelings.

I don't know who took the initiative first, but the two quickly got together again, comforting each other.What made Ming Ling feel bitter was that he slept for a week, lost a lot of blood and didn't eat anything. Logically speaking, he didn't have much strength, but he still gained the upper hand——Ming Ye was not even as strong as him!

"It's all my fault." With deep self-blame, Mingling kissed the aging face, not letting go of any wrinkles, "If I didn't insist on you changing to ordinary food, you wouldn't Lilith will suck the original blood, let alone become like this..."

Moans overflowed from Ming Ye's mouth. He seemed to quickly adapt to the reversed role, lying under Ming Ling to bear his kisses, his touch, his helplessness and self-blame, which aggravated unknowingly. attack…….

When the blood moon rose again, Ming Ling looked at Ming Ye's sleeping state, and leaned against him, not wanting to leave.This was the first time he saw Ming Ye really asleep, but it was also the only chance to control the time by himself.

After thinking for a while, he still quietly put on his clothes and went out.

There were no people in the castle anymore, most of them were sent to their respective territories by Ming Ye. Even the captive humans were sent away under Ming Ling’s insistence. ? The boy rescued by Ye.

Turning left and right, Mingling finally found a basement, and the light flickering in the secret door.

That is the teleportation array. There used to be two teleportation arrays leading to the palace and the manor, but now there is only this one left, and there is no possibility of getting lost.

Mingling was overjoyed, and went directly through the teleportation array. After experiencing a strange and uncomfortable feeling, he appeared in the basement of the manor, not far from the silver coffin!