Bloodline Survival Guide

Chen Zhen is a young blood, but because of his pure blood and long-term training in self-control, he is hardly interested in ordinary blood smells now.

Deer blood, rabbit blood, sheep blood and human blood, sometimes he smelled almost the same.

Shen Mingguang saw him pinching his neck, as if out of breath, "What's wrong with you?! Is there any discomfort? Wait...your eyes..."

His voice changed, and his expression was scrutinized.

"Your eyes are turning red."

Chen Zhen's original blue eyes were gone, and his pupils turned crimson with a hint of dark gold.

Those eyes were like a swirl.

The fleeting time is unfavorable.Chen Zhen scolded her mother in his heart, gasped for breath, closed his eyes, untied his seat belt with all his strength, pulled out his sunglasses, put them on, and stood up.

He staggered away from Shen Mingguang's hand, and found the stewardess, "Change me a seat, I'm very uncomfortable sitting in that seat."

The stewardess supported him and saw that Chen Zhen's forehead was covered with sweat and his skin was cold. She was so frightened that she kept asking him if he needed first aid, if he had any medicine, and what disease he had...

Chen Zhen shook his head and tried to speak, "Just change the seat for me."

The stewardess looked at Chen Zhen, then at Shen Mingguang who was looking this way, hesitating, Shen Mingguang said, "It's okay, I'll change seats." He got up and walked towards the direction of the economy class in the back row. A seven or eight-year-old girl came over with her bag in her arms.

At this time, Chen Zhen had already pushed away the supporting hand of the stewardess, staggered to the toilet, and shut the door behind her.

He took out a sealed test tube from his bag, drank the scarlet liquid inside, took out a pair of colored contact lenses, put them on for himself, and restored the color of his eyes.

After doing all this, Chen Zhen was still thirsty.

What was different from before was that the thirst in the past made his whole body tense, but today's thirst made him lose all strength in his whole body.

Muscle soreness, weakness.

too weird.

Chen Zhen had learned how to control his desire for human blood ten years ago, so far he has never, never, lost control in such a embarrassing manner.

After drinking the supplement, Chen Zhen didn't feel much better.

The smell of Shen Mingguang's blood was still crazily lingering in his mind, even though it was very faint, really very faint, but it made him lose control all of a sudden.

what happened?

Before Chen Zhen could think about it, he felt the breath just now, the smell of the forest and the earth...and another...blood smell that made him paralyzed.

Shen Mingguang was approaching.

"No..." Chen Zhen noticed the changes in his body in disbelief, "I...is this... in heat?"

The breath stopped outside the door, and he paused.

Then there were three knocks on the door, "Chen Zhen, are you inside? I'm Shen Mingguang."

In the long training sessions in the past, he has been repeatedly trained on how to evolve into a blood race with strong control.Every lesson is painful. Chen Zhen has experienced many difficult, hungry and weak years.When the elder taught them, he told them:

"Each of us will have our own unique preferences. For example, Andre likes to drink cold blood, Lilith, I remember you like younger blood, and Vidal, I don't know your preference yet. Personally, I like some Bitter blood, you probably don’t know, but the blood of artists and writers is bitter... To be honest, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

"Bloods cannot reproduce. The way we continue is to give birth to new bloods. Compared with humans, the way we can get the same pleasure is to feed each other with our beloved companions. But... there is an exception."

"This kind of situation is very rare... If one day, you meet your destined person, you will usher in the 'body thirst period', which is called estrus in primitive terms. Blood can only fill part of the thirst, and you need Forget it, I think you probably won't meet."

Chen Zhen felt that his consciousness was separating from him, and he murmured: "Impossible..."

The elder didn't finish his sentence, but Chen Zhen felt that he understood what the next sentence he didn't finish was.

He knows all too well what he needs.

Chen Zhen bit his lip.

Doomed person?

He stood up, raised his hand, and lifted the lock up weakly.Shen Mingguang stood outside the door, looking at him with some doubts but eyes full of concern.

"Come in." Chen Zhen said in a commanding tone.

Shen Mingguang didn't hesitate, he walked into the narrow space with a frown, and locked the door again.

Chen Zhen was so stimulated by the smell of Shen Mingguang that he knelt down again.But this time he didn't touch the ground, and the narrow space didn't allow him. He was held up by Shen Mingguang, and he was pulled into his arms loosely.

He almost instinctively moved to Shen Mingguang's neck, fascinatedly listening to the sound of blood flowing in the arteries——

In fact, Chen Zhen's consciousness has been half withdrawn at this moment, and all his actions are out of instinct.

Obviously, he was still pushing himself away.

He swept across the test tube that was placed on the table without any trace, and there were still traces of dark red liquid on the glass wall.

Shen Mingguang lowered his head, lifted Chen Zhen's chin, and looked into his misty eyes, "Chen Zhen, are you okay?"

Chen Zhen put on a pair of brown colored contact lenses.

Shen Mingguang didn't comment on his ever-changing eyes. He looked at Chen Zhen, as if he was sizing up a prey, but also as if he was in a dilemma, thinking about some difficult decision.

But Chen Zhen couldn't wait.

He moved his head closer to Shen Mingguang, only as close as a piece of paper to his lips.

Chen Zhen felt that everything was beginning to be out of her control.

Even if he has just known this person in front of him for less than 3 hours.

Chen Zhen vaguely remembered the beginning of his memory, the years before he became a blood race... He was always so thirsty in those days, anxious and reckless, it was the dryness protruding from the depths of his body...

Shen Mingguang, who is opposite him, has always been calm in the face of this series of changes.

Until Chen Zhen became weaker and weaker, he held Shen Mingguang's arm tightly, feeling the power of his body pouring out uncontrollably... Soon, something seemed to be involved in the air in front of him, and the accident suddenly came .

The plane started to shake, very suddenly, very bumpy.

The cabin announcement sounded very appropriate, "Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is turbulence a head will be some **all bumps..."

At this time, Chen Zhen was already lying on Shen Mingguang's body.Like a trapped animal, he sniffed Shen Mingguang's neck anxiously and eagerly...Shen Mingguang could feel his breathing getting faster and faster, and the bumps getting stronger, and then...

Shen Mingguang felt a moist touch past his ear, it was Chen Zhen's breath and lips.

Shen Mingguang froze, standing and being rubbed by the person in front of him, without any impatience, neither avoiding nor taking the initiative.Neither refuse nor approach.

At the same time, the toilet door began to be knocked frantically, and the stewardess shouted loudly in English, passengers, for your safety, please return to your seat and fasten your seat belt...

Chen Zhen's hands were trembling, and his voice was also trembling. He asked intermittently: "I probably need some help, would you..."

Shen Mingguang held down Chen Zhen's hand to stop him from lighting the fire and speaking halfway.

His other hand covered half of Chen Zhen's face, and his whispering, chattering lips.

Shen Mingguang sighed softly.

Really pick the time.

He pinched the back of Chen Zhen's neck and pressed him tightly into his arms, preventing him from moving at will.

He leaned into his ear and said to Chen Zhen, "You need to calm down now, stop first."

After Shen Mingguang finished speaking, he pinched his neck to look for it, and then quickly pressed hard on a certain place under Chen Zhen's neck...

It was a short moment.

The jolting stopped immediately.

Chen Zhen fell into a coma and fell into his arms.

Shen Mingguang sighed and hugged Chen Zhen.He put the bloody test tube into his arms, and after finishing everything, he opened the door of the toilet.

There were panicked stewardesses and air security outside, and they probably planned to break in the door next.

He explained with a smile, "I'm sorry, my friend is a little tired. I'll take him to rest now...it's okay, he's just a little...anemic. It's okay, it's just a small problem."

Chen Zhen was sleeping on Shen Mingguang's shoulder. He had a face as perfect as a pictorial, like a sculpture, pale, small and delicate.The tied silver hair was a little messy, scattered on the face, showing a little weakness for no reason.

Before the stewardess could react, the man in front of her had already carried her away.

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"Monday, April 4, overcast.

I came to the UK a week in advance, confirmed his boarding time with my informant, and bought a seat next to him.

He doesn't recognize me.

As expected, but still lost.

He said his name was Chen Zhen, with a cute expression on his face, as if he was worried about his pronunciation.

Careful, like a cat that has made a mistake.

I can see that he doesn't hate me, maybe he likes me a little bit.

He peeked at me six times and shared the headphones and the music in them.

Then he suddenly became a little cold to me, I don't know why.So I took out the melon seeds to tease him, and deliberately cut my palate.

In fact, I don't know why I did this, maybe I just want to see him excited about me?

But then I didn't expect it, he seemed to lose control.

Mine is not fully awake yet, but it seems to be enough to put him in heat... well, next time I will pay attention to using my own blood in an appropriate situation.

Afraid he would feel embarrassed, I made him dizzy and left when I was in Beijing for a connecting flight.

Actually I wanted to tell him everything, but I couldn't.

I want to hug him, but I can't.

I shouldn't be near, but I can't help it.Not only was he out of control, I was out of control too.

I'm already out of control.

Maybe I'm wrong and this is a false start.

But I don't regret it, anyway, I've been waiting... for thousands of years.

Wrong is wrong.

Fenrir."