I didn't know you were such a vampire

It was noon at this time, and the flow of people in the central market reached the first small peak of the day. The indoor and outdoor passages were crowded with people. Playing, laughing and cursing, the voices of various emotions intertwined and merged into Qiao Ya's mind, maintaining a strange harmony.

But this voice was like a sharp knife that pierced harmony and rushed into her ears.

Even though the voice was a little tense and somewhat hoarse, she recognized right away that it belonged to Marco.

Without thinking about it, she immediately turned around and rushed over there. Time was running out, and her heart was like a tight string. She didn't have time to think about other things, and she didn't think of asking others for help. After quickly scanning the crowd, he saw the man's cobalt blue clothes beside a pillar near the exit of the Central Market.

"Marco!"

Qiao Ya yelled, and rushed towards the exit of the market. She bumped into a middle-aged woman who was looking at accessories. After a hasty apology, she rushed forward again. However, at this moment, there was another sound from the crowd. Screaming, the crowd in front of her began to commotion, and several men shouted anxiously:

"Someone here suddenly fainted!"

"Be careful, everyone, don't step on anyone!"

"Is there anyone who can help me call a doctor?"

……

It seemed that someone suddenly vomited and fainted in front of him, and everyone around that person hurriedly backed away to give the patient enough room to breathe and to prevent the vomit from getting on their clothes.Although Qiao Ya was running forward with all her strength, the retreating flow of people directly forced her to a position against the wall. She wanted to break through, but found that people from other areas were also rushing towards this place out of curiosity. The crowd seemed to be a wall of flesh, blocking her way tightly, and she couldn't find any gap to break through for a while.

At such a moment when she was so nervous that even blinking her eyes seemed to be a waste of time, such an unexpected incident happened, and Qiao Ya was almost on the verge of collapse. Pay attention to the person who fainted on the ground, no one pays attention to her.

The temperature rose sharply at noon, and the room was already stuffy. After the crowds came, it seemed that the air in the room was not enough to divide. She felt more and more difficult to breathe. She reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then turned her head to look at the wall. , after seeing several protrusions on the brick wall, he gritted his teeth, kicked off the high platform shoes on his feet that affected his movement, then jumped up on the spot, and clasped the raised brick wall above his head with his right hand.

For a long time, Qiao Ya has been careful to hide her little hobby. Except for being seen by Cesare when climbing the roof, almost no one knows that every night when the people are quiet, the daughter of the vice chancellor of the Holy See will change into light clothes. men's attire, in the Palazzo Ornisi.

On the one hand, it is because of her identity in this world that the daughter of the vice chancellor of the Holy See can understand astronomy, geography, and philosophy of music, but it is absolutely impossible for ordinary boys to have the ability to survive; on the other hand, she does not want anyone to know her hobbies , because apart from her own consciousness, this is the only thing in this world that still belongs to her.

However, now that the situation is urgent, she can no longer care about these things.

She climbed and flew on the indoor walls of Florence's central market where people come and go, leaning on those uneven brick walls, and struggling to get over the crowded crowd at her feet.

And those who were surrounding the fainted patient also noticed the slender, gorgeously dressed, barefoot, blond girl with tied hair on the wall above her head.

"Who is this?"

"My God, what is she doing?"

"Look at that long dress, maybe it's a lady from a noble family? But I haven't seen her before."

"..."

Qiao Ya didn't notice that those people were staring at her. While she was leaping towards the door with the help of a support point in the building, she also saw the man holding Mako breaking through the crowd at the entrance. , rushed out of the central market.

She clenched her teeth even more tightly, and she simply jumped onto the crossbeam. She walked forward quickly with her waist bent and bare feet, and when she reached the door, she jumped down without hesitation.

Those standing at the door watched her movements and backed away in a hurry. There was even a young girl who fell down while screaming, but when she looked up, she found that she had jumped off the beam. Qiao Ya didn't fall directly into the crowd at the door. When she fell, she grabbed the eaves of the door with both hands, and her whole body swung like a pendulum in mid-air, and then jumped forward with the momentum. After rolling down the outer steps twice, he stabilized his figure slightly.

The bead chain on her head fell from the back of her head at some point, her blond hair was a little messy, the thin hair from her sideburns stuck to her sweaty forehead, and her clothes were covered with dust.But she didn't pay any attention to her embarrassed appearance at this time. Before she could stand still, she was already running barefoot in one direction.

Only a group of dumbfounded spectators at the entrance of the Central Market were left.

After Qiao Ya successfully escaped from the central market, she happened to see the cobalt blue figure of the runner at the corner at the end of the road. She let out a breath and ran desperately in that direction.

Because she jumped off the beam with bare feet and lacked the cushioning of her shoes, her right ankle suffered some slight sprains when she landed on the ground, but she didn't have time to pay attention to the injuries at this time, and she didn't care about such small things. Compared with the sprained ankle, the stone pavement scalded by the noon sun made her feel like she was dancing in a hot frying pan, and the heart hanging because of Marco was placed in the Repeatedly torment in this frying pan.

She followed the man into a dark alleyway, but at this moment, due to climbing and sprinting, her physical strength was on the verge of limit, her speed slowly decreased, and her eyes became darker and darker. The other party did not show any signs of physical decline. When she was almost desperate, the man suddenly stopped in this deserted alleyway, and she also stepped on the corner of her skirt at the same time, and her whole body fell heavily. fell on the stone road.

Such a fall almost shattered her willpower to the ground.

She panted violently, and then saw a pair of muddy boots in front of her eyes, she slowly raised her head, and saw the young man in blue standing in front of her, looking down at her.

This alleyway is backlit, but the line of sight is much clearer than in the hot sun. She saw that the part below the eyes of this young man was tightly covered by a gray-blue turban, but the eyes above the hood were hidden Between his messy black sideburns, some couldn't see clearly.

Ma Ke was carried on his shoulders, and had already passed out during the fierce chase just now.

"Do you know what will happen to you after catching up?" The man said, his voice was very hoarse, as if he had been severely sawed by a blunt long/knife.

Joya's breathing was so short that she could hardly speak.

"Actually, you should be able to survive well. Your fault is..." He squatted down, fixed Ma Ke on his shoulders with one hand, and tore off the hood covering the lower half of his face with the other hand, and wiped the scars away. The mottled cheeks and the bridge of the nose were exposed, and before Qiao Ya could react, she strangled this hand around Qiao Ya's neck, and said the second half of the sentence, "You shouldn't continue to provoke me."

She was pinched by the young man's neck, and she was forced to raise her head, but just when she raised her head, she saw his blood-red eyes, and he slowly opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth.

This……

This is……

A vague noun flashed in her mind, and after that, it was blank.

She sensed the danger almost instinctively, the back of her head almost exploded, her eyes widened, watching this man's sharp fangs getting closer and closer to her in horror.The closer she was to death, the more inexplicable courage she felt. She didn't know where she recovered her strength. She clenched her right hand into a fist and punched the opponent's face. Under the blow with all his strength, the other party's neck didn't bend even a single point. On the contrary, the back of her hand and knuckles seemed to be smashed hard on the hard granite, causing her to groan in pain.

This is a monster, a monster that cannot be shaken by a human body.

She was almost desperate, she knew that she must not call for help at this time, because she knew that the people who came after hearing the sound could not help her except for the same result as her, and even if she tried her best, she could not escape from this situation. The grip of the monster.

But when the monster got closer and closer to her, she suddenly felt that the monster's grip on her neck loosened.

She looked up with some difficulty, but she saw a person wearing a black cloak all over the body standing behind the monster. The person stretched out an arm from between the cloak, and stretched out from under the cuff of the off-white Schumitz shirt. He stretched out a pale and slender hand, and clasped it on the back of the monster's neck.

In the blood-red eyes of that monster, she saw the same fearful gaze as her own just now.

The man in black stood upright, against the dim light from the opposite alley, he reached out and clasped the neck of the half-squatting monster. the Grim Reaper.

The monster opened its mouth, but before it could utter a word, Qiao Ya saw the beautiful wrist on the back of his neck slightly twisting to the left, and the monster's head was easily lifted from him. The neck snapped with only a slight "click".

It was like the sound of dead branches being dried under the scorching autumn sun, being broken into two pieces under the soles of people's shoes.