The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 25

The fangs of the blood family are used to feed on the blood of the prey, and blood containing pleasure is the most delicious, so the process of the blood family eating is usually accompanied by the pleasure of the prey. This is especially true for high-ranking blood races. Being pierced by their fangs can even make people feel bliss.

Arecio doesn’t have much experience in using fangs. He doesn’t like to have close physical contact with other people. It is more convenient to use a cup. Pour as much as you want, and you can continue after drinking. In addition, Arecio likes to eat some other things, and he likes human snacks very much, and the fangs seem to be a hindrance in the process.

Because it is easy to bite into the mouth (×).

But Alessio didn’t know anything about the blood sucking. He had seen a lot of blood clan operations, it was not difficult. Besides, even if something goes wrong with him, isn’t he going to bite his wrist? It’s not the neck, and you won’t die if you accidentally bite your wrist.

Ruzius felt that there was something wrong, but he had no room to fight now, and watched as the blood clan took his hand directly and placed it on his lips. Then the blood clan opened his mouth slightly, revealing small fangs that were slightly shorter than the normal blood clan—

“Wait… my blood…”

Arecio has already bitten down!

At that moment, the boundless bliss, like a giant whirlpool, engulfed Ruzius, and all the joyful things in life descended in confusion. He almost thought he was going to die, because countless images were flashing back in his mind, and then these images collapsed and fell. The training he had received in the temple had the effect, and he re-seeed the world before him more clearly—

Half ashamed, the blood family hung its eyelashes, and a trace of blood slid down from the contact between the lips and the hands, really unskilled. The blood race slowly raised his eyes, as if drunk, his sight was slightly drifting.

“Your blood…” Arecio also noticed something, but he couldn’t help being immersed in this slight drunkenness. This is a situation that has never happened before drinking anyone’s blood. The taste in his mouth is more than “delicious”. He has to admit that even if Ruzius draws his sword at this time, he is not willing to let go.

There was a tingling pain from the hand holding the long chain of spikes, and the sage’s other free hand barely lifted up, pinched his face, and forced him to let go.

Arecio was already drunk, and he couldn’t follow it.

“Arecio…Areci!”

Ruzius tried his best to regain Arecio’s sanity. He knew that there was a problem with his blood. This was the last resort prepared by the temple for these highly targeted hunters. Some of the blood races have fun playing with their prey. After defeating the hunter, they must try their blood badly. This is the last chance for the hunter!

The medicine that I have taken since childhood, pours out a seductive blood, and then when the blood is intoxicated—

Anti-kill!

“Mmm…” Arecio resisted the action of pulling him away. He didn’t pursue the taste of blood so that he hadn’t tasted any good things. He was defeated in the face of this taste. Vaguely, he seemed to hear a sigh, and then his head was lifted.

He was still biting Ruzius’ wrist, and the pupils of the deep rose-colored eyes shrank.

Ruzius’ movements seemed to be slow in his eyes. The white-clothed saint stretched out his hand, unfastened the top button that had been rigorously buckled, exposing his collarbone, and then tilted his head slightly, turning one side of his neck defenselessly Exposed to him.

“Pull out the things in my eyes.” Afraid of being disturbed, the saint talked with him softly.

“I will cooperate with you and give you more.”

Arecio’s pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme!

He slowly and hardly overcome the desire to eat, and at the same time, his sanity is slowly recovering, making him realize how shameful it is to succumb to the instinctive desire posture of the blood race at this moment. He began to tremble slightly, his fangs left his wrists, did not dare to lick the residual blood on his lips, and even forcibly pulled up his left hand to let the pain stimulate his reason.

He pulled the long chain tightly with his left hand, and gradually returned to the consciousness, he felt as if he was pulling the haze of the past. The spikes tore his palms almost bare bones, but he still stared at the saint stubbornly and reluctantly.

“You… have a problem with your blood… I won’t tell you earlier…”

“…I also have a chance to say it.”

“Knock you up… buttoned it up for me…”

Arecio gritted his teeth, exerting force while controlling his blood thirst. He took a deep breath, but brought the smell of blood into his nose again, making him so angry that he directly interrupted the simulated physiological reaction, and poured all the anger into the long chain in his hand.

No matter what it is…

Anyone who witnessed his shameful moment must die! !

At the other end of the long chain, the translucent wedge-shaped object struggled dying, and finally slowly left the eyes of the saint. The last point left the eyeball, Arecio fell backwards due to inertia and almost fell into the coffin, and Ruzius subconsciously closed his left eye, blood was flowing, it looked terrifying, but the damage was not too great.

But he has a strange feeling at this time—

A huge haze moved away from the top of their heads.

In another place, Ellie choked again, not knowing how to replay the short video several times. Originally the music was passionate and tragic, Gallodi held the sword towards the Styx, and suddenly the music turned soft, and the little red fish floated from the hem of his mother’s skirt. The red fish had a skirt-like tail fin, just swaying slightly…

Then dispelled the haze between the goddesses.

Arecio let go of his left hand, and the long chain with spikes hung stubbornly on half of his arm. Still restraining his thirst for blood, he shook it impatiently, with a long chain smashing his face, he dropped his head on the ground, stepped on it, and pulled away forcefully. Under his brutal treatment, the long chain died down completely, the spikes disappeared, and turned into a warm chain with a wedge at one end, with little crimson embedded in it.

The high-speed recovery ability of the blood clan began to take effect in the next second, and the large torn wound quickly recovered and returned to its intact appearance.

Ruzius approached, picked up the thing that had been dormant in his eyes for more than ten years from the ground, turned his head slightly, and saw the blood glaring at him, with fangs looming on his lips.

“Do you want me to stay away?” Out of gratitude, he asked actively.

“Go there!”

Ruzius retreated to the other end of the room. He lowered his head and looked at his wrist. The bite marks were very clear. According to the blood-sucking process of the blood family, in fact, the wound should be licked at the end. The lick of the blood family can instantly heal the bite marks, but Arecio is obviously not very good at it.

“Have you never bitten anyone?” he asked.

Arecio turned his back to him and faced the wall, struggling to restrain the thirst for blood that was still tumbling, and replied in an angry manner:

“Is it bankrupt or the blood clan closed down? It’s just a blood servant, and I can’t afford it!”

Ruzius was silent for a while. He had only heard about the blood servants who liked the beauty of the blood, because what could happen by the way while sucking blood. However, in Arecio’s concept, the blood servant was obviously equivalent to moving the blood bag. Just roll up the sleeves and let the blood flow.

He smiled silently.

This kinship is really…not at all the beauty of kinship.

He looked at Arecio who was shrunken in the corner of the wall and thought for a while, and finally walked over, even took the initiative to walk around in front of Arecio and squatted down. Alessio raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze drifted towards the bare neck uncontrollably, and then realized something, and quickly buried half of his face, making him go away like a fly, don’t tempt him here.

“If you want, I can give it to you.” Ruzius said.

“I can’t! Stay away!”

Moving away again, Ruzius looked at the “mushroom” squatting in the corner from a distance.

Looks really wronged.

He thought about it again, and walked over again, following the original routine, squatting around in front of Arecio, looking at him sincerely.

“You helped me, just a little blood.”

“Ahhhhh, you go away! Isn’t it annoying?”

Arecio definitely doesn’t want to bow his head! Of course he was greedy for the smell of this neurotic blood. What kind of seasoning was added to the temple, it was so delicious! He hated himself deeply. If he knew about this back then, he would not just fold the oversized silver cross, but would directly force the old men to hand over the formula!

Under his violent temper, the saint moved away again. However, Alessio raised his head and took another look this time, and found that the other person was also looking in his direction, and he was a little bit ready to move.

Arecio:…

Don’t come here! !

The saint looked away and pretended to look at his wrist intently. Arecio sighed in silent relief. He wanted to endure it for a while and it was over. Now he doesn’t long for the other party’s blood much…

Between a flash of god, Ruzius appeared in front of him again, this time he didn’t want to hide it at all, and a slightly nasty smile appeared in his beautiful sky-colored eyes. He even pressed the collar on one side with the hand from which Arecio had bitten his wrist. The blood-stained bite marks against the unsuspecting neck in front of Arecio. Arecio could hear his head clearly. The sound of something breaking.

Arecio stood up abruptly, covered her mouth tightly, and looked around. Ruziusz was a little puzzled. He thought that Arecio would not be able to bear it and jump forward directly, even if he won this time. As for some blood, he doesn’t care about this loss, he just drinks a little.

however…

Arecio rushed to the coffin, but instead of trying to hide in, he fell in love with the screw cap. He hugged the screw cap! work hard!

He wanted to do this a long time ago! What the **** design is still empty! It happened to be removed and used in the right place!

“Crack.”

The coffin board was broken down.

Ruzius realized what was going to happen, and he visually inspected the size of the room and made sure that he could not run the teleport of the blood race at the moment.

Miscalculation, I did not expect that the anger value broke the table first.

“Please be gentle.” He said his final request calmly, hoping to walk more decently.

“Or, symmetrical.”

Arecio furiously took up the coffin board.

“you shut up!!”