The hidden BOSS of the game is always showing affection

When Yu Jin arrived, Tan Shen was clutching his abdomen and kneeling in front of Song Mian.

He was wearing a mask, and his body was tightly wrapped, only the silver sword inserted into his abdomen was dazzling.

Song Mian stood opposite him with a serious face, without any hesitation.

But when he turned his head to comfort An Li, his expression was extremely gentle.

An Li hid behind Song Mian, like a frightened hamster, he could only nod submissively.

Tan Shen slowly raised his head and stared at him.

"Yes, it was him. He was the one who attacked me before. I remember his mask!" An Li found Tan Shen looking up at himself, and swallowed in panic, "Be careful, he might not be dead yet."

Song Mian's eyes were lifeless: "It's okay, I'm here."

An Li seemed to be comforted by him, and smiled trustingly: "Yes."

In the eyes of bystanders, this scene is the beautiful picture of a hero saving the beauty.But Yu Jin felt that Tan Shen's anger had already materialized, and the surrounding air was almost frozen.

"I didn't intend to kill you." Tan Shen said slowly, "I can't kill you."

The angrier he is, the more vigilant Song Mian becomes.Even, his voice aroused the deepest hatred in Song Mian's heart, wishing to cut him into pieces.

Yu Jin came out before Song Mian took out the sword and stabbed it again, and pressed Song Mian's shoulder to prevent him from getting close to Tan Shen.

Song Mian was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect that there was another vampire beside her.But he quickly reacted and turned his attention to Yu Jin.

This is a vampire in full bloom, and he has no weapons now.Just standing face to face, he could feel the oppression brought by the other party.

He whispered to An Li: "Look for a chance to run. I'll deal with him."

"What do you do? He doesn't look easy to mess with." An Li asked secretly.

"I'm fine, you just go."

Even though everyone knew that he was no match for that vampire, there was no panic on his expression.

Yu Jin could hear their words clearly, and presumably Tan Shen could also hear them clearly.

The temperature of the air dropped again.

Yu Jin slipped his hand and slid it onto An Li's shoulder, the originally round nails instantly grew and embedded into his flesh.

He seemed to be deliberately teasing the two people across from him, specifically to trouble An Li.

An Li suffered from pain in his shoulders, a sternness flashed in his eyes, he turned his hands, and a few silver marbles appeared in his palms.

Yu Jin exerted force on his hand, and the temperature of his fingertips rose, scalding a circle of scorched black on his wound, and then dragged him forward.

An Li was so hot that his hands shook, he could only put away the marbles, and pitifully squeezed out a few tears.

Song Mian's heart sank, she didn't care to think about it, she pulled out the silver sword and chased after her.

Tan Shen stared straight at him as he approached him, drew out the sword without hesitation, then turned and left with a tense expression.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, Song Mian didn't even look at him more, as if he was already a corpse.

Now he not only cannot get Song Mian's kindness, but also his hatred and anger.

"Tan Shen?" Gu Xincai was hiding aside, but now he came out hesitantly, "How about I help you treat the wound? Silverware will hurt you a lot."

He said a few words in succession, but Tan Shen kept looking in the direction where Song Mian was leaving, so he could only start looking for medicine on his own initiative.

Tan Shen finally turned his head and asked him indifferently: "Are you sure you are not going to kill me?"

"If you don't believe me, forget it." Gu Xincai stopped and sighed, "Anyway, if I leave you alone, you won't live long."

Qin Shen sat on the ground and let him check the wound with a big voice: "How do you know it's me?"

Gu Xincai: "...listen to the voice."

"Then why can't he hear it?"

Gu Xincai turned his head and realized that he was talking about Song Mian.

"Maybe he's not sensitive to human voices?" He replied cautiously. "He always thought that the blood race was here to arrest us. He would definitely not be able to react when he suddenly saw you."

"No, he just doesn't want to see me." Tan Shen smiled self-deprecatingly, "If he knew it was me, he might be more ruthless."

Gu Xincai was at a loss, so he could only try his best to change the topic.

He vaguely guessed what happened to Tan Shen and Song Mian before, and knew that he had no position to defend Song Mian at this time.

"You have been following us?"

Tan Shen nodded lightly: "You not only have an enemy of the blood race."

In fact, we have an agreement that we will not kill each other until all the pieces are collected.

So your worries are completely groundless.

He reckoned that Tan Shen must have suspected that An Li wanted to harm Song Mian, so he was about to attack him, but Song Mian bumped into him and stabbed him.

But he didn't want to reveal the secret agreement between the players, so he could only hint from the side: "You follow us because you are afraid that others will plot against Song Mian. In fact, we are not killing each other for the time being, and Song Mian doesn't like others to think he is so weak , you can calm down next time."

Qin Shen remained silent.

"And if you follow us all the time, won't it affect the progress of the game? It means that there is one less person in the blood camp."

Tan Shenqi laughed strangely: "Do you still care if we have enough people?"

Gu Xincai let out an "ah", with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Just ask."

The main reason is that both you and Yu Jin seem unguarded, as if you will be killed by those well-prepared players.

They're not running away, they're trying to kill you!

"Do you think it's pitiful for that little man to be attacked?" Qin Shen sneered, "What if I told you that he was the first to provoke me before I did it?"

If it wasn't for that little guy trying to sneak up on him, why would he spend his time beating people up.

What if Song Mian is lost?

He wished he could throw all the fragments to Song Mian and give him victory.

Anyway, it's enough for He Yingying to chase people.That woman likes fighting the most, and his meddling with Yu Jin only disturbs her interest.

"He has silverware in his hand." Tan Shen paused, "I don't know where he got it from."

Gu Xincai's face froze slightly.

"Why is your face so ugly?" Qin Shen asked, "I'm telling you the truth, if you have time to care about me, why don't you hurry up and find the pieces. Do you still want to win?"

Gu Xincai looked at his wound that was not healing at all, gritted his teeth and told the truth: "You may never get better."

***

He Yingying patted her skirt and sighed regretfully: "You broke my skirt. This is the dress I specially picked out tonight. It is purely handmade and very precious."

There are several obvious bullet holes on the skirt, destroying the original delicate pattern of the skirt.

But she herself was not injured at all.

"Are you supposed to pay me?"

Mo Honghu stood up unsteadily, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a sip.

This woman is simply crazy.

Every time he makes a shot, it seems like he is desperate, and he develops in the direction of death.

The most perverted thing was that she was still laughing and giggling while attacking, as if she had seen some interesting story.

Occasionally, she would pretend to cry and complain, as if she was a weak girl who was bullied and could not resist.

See who is bullying whom!

With her moving speed, bullets can't catch up!

The harder you cry, the harder your attack.

He Yingying pursed her lips, her voice was cute and cute: "No girl would like you if you are so unmannered."

She said so, but the movements of her hands were merciless.

Mo Honghu's shoulder was cut again by the dagger, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He may not be able to hold on.

He Yingying carried the skirt and leisurely walked around in front of him: "Does my skirt look good?"

"Looks good... a P!"

"Don't swear," He Yingying squatted down, poking his face with a smile, "If you don't swear, you will be much cuter."

"roll!"

"Hey, you bully people." He Yingying complained aggrievedly, and soon returned to her smiling face, "You are dying, and being a blood clan can keep you alive. But unfortunately, not everyone can pass the exam." First embrace, although some people can survive, they will lose their self-awareness, do you want to try it?"

"Try-"

He Yingying's laughter stopped suddenly, and she rolled to the side.

But her arm was still grazed by the silver arrow.

silverware?Why is there silverware here.

Qin Yang put down his bow and whistled: "Such a good opportunity, why don't you give it a try?"

***

Yu Jin knew that Song Mian was following, but he still dragged An Li forward.

An Li was still thumping at first, struggled a few times, gave up resistance, and asked Song Mian for help with teary eyes.

Song Mian wanted to attack several times, but she saw Yu Jin holding An Li in front of her, she didn't dare to act rashly, and instead chose to follow secretly.

Yu Jin dragged An Li forward aimlessly.

His purpose is to temporarily separate Song Mian and Qin Shen, so that Qin Shen has time to recover.

Of course, now Anli has a new role - to block the knife.

Although Song Mian didn't show up, Yu Jin knew that he hadn't left yet.

Song Mian has a silver sword in his hand and is looking for an opportunity to sneak attack him.

"You...where are you dragging me?" An Li asked weakly, "Are you trying to suck my blood?"

Yu Jin remained silent and continued to move forward.

There is still a sense of purposelessness in his movements.

"If you want to inhale, do so quickly." An Li was so tortured that he couldn't stand it any longer, with a mournful face, "My heels are going to be worn out."

Yu Jin: ...This matter does not conform to the aesthetics of the blood race at all.

He stopped: "Okay."

An Li smiled weakly to someone, and conveyed the meaning with his eyes: don't worry, just let him suck some blood.You were the one who protected me before, and now I should do my part too.

He sat obediently and stretched out his arms: "Where to suck from, the wrist, or..."

Yu Jin's hand pinched his neck, and his voice stopped abruptly.

An Li said with difficulty: "The neck is also fine..."

He unbuttoned the top button and pulled the collar aside, revealing a white neck.

His voice was low and soft, with a sense of invitation: "Please... suck my blood."

Yu Jin lowered his head, looking at the dark red blood vessels under his transparent white skin.

An Li clenched his hands tightly.

As long as Yu Jin starts sucking his blood, he has a chance——

Stabbed the silver hidden in the sleeve into his neck.