The night is dark.
Thick clouds covered the moon, leaving only a small gap for the moonlight to seep through. The wind was blowing and howling everywhere, and I thought a heavy downpour was coming soon.
Suddenly thunder and lightning flashed across the sky.
The bridge across the river was silent, with no pedestrians crossing and not even a car. There was only the whistling of the wind and the rustling and trembling of the shaken leaves.
No one will notice anything strange in the sky.
Qiao Xiyin rolled around in the grass, her body felt like it was falling apart, and her tears were about to burst out of her eyes.
But her body was so flexible that she felt nothing after the brief pain. It was hard to tell that she had just fallen from a height of several thousand meters.
She was confused. She finally managed to name it. After fighting the little fox for three hundred rounds, she was dragged into this world before she could tell whether it was male or female.
It's like a tiger has been bullied by a dog. I think back then she dominated the world of immortals. Even the demon king was her subordinate. How could a mere young fox demon defeat her
Qiao Xiyin was shocked again by this line of words that popped into her mind.
Demon King, had she ever had such an experience back then
But now is not the time to think about such things. Qiao Xiyin didn't even know where she was. Her sudden appearance seemed like an alien, incompatible with this world.
Then, Qiao Xiyin was attracted by the purple energy.
Not far away, there was a man standing on the bridge across the river.
The weather is slightly cooler now, and the man's black trench coat is blown up and down by the wind. His back was turned to Qiao Xiyin, his slender figure was clean and cold, and the inexplicable loneliness under the wind just fell into Qiao Xiyin's eyes. The first thing she saw was the rich purple aura above his head.
besides
There is a fragrance that is not there.
Qiao Xiyin did not absorb the memory and couldn't figure out where the fragrance came from. She just narrowed her eyes slightly.
The child of luck who met this world just after he came here
There was only one kiss in the last world that made Qiao Xiyin linger in her heart. She was determined to get close to the son of luck this time, so she patted the dust on her skirt and walked forward, with thousands of ways to strike up a conversation flashing through her mind. Thinking about why she would wear a skirt called "oita" by girls in this world in this weather, Qiao Xiyin couldn't move.
She saw the tall man holding the guardrail of the bridge with one hand and using his long legs to easily climb over.
Under the bridge is the endless rolling river, and there is no flat land.
Where does he jump
No, he will commit suicide
Before she had time to think, Qiao Xiyin subconsciously used her magic power. Her figure merged with the wind. Almost instantly, she was close to the man. He just let go of his hand and his body fell quickly. Qiao Xiyin pulled him hard and pulled him with a hand. His feet hooked on the guardrail and he used his body's flexibility to throw himself upwards.
She gritted her teeth and held on to the man. Instead, she grabbed the guardrail with her hands and threw him into the guardrail with all her strength. She also fell to the ground.
She was wearing a skirt, but the wind on both sides became the most effective helper, holding up the hem of her skirt so that she was not exposed.
Qiao Xiyin lowered her head and looked at her hands in disbelief.
This is not her magic power. This is clearly a modern world similar to the previous world, but this body has superpowers.
The man held the guardrail and slowly straightened his back, as if he had not yet reacted to the scene just now.
He lowered his eyebrows, his aura was gloomy and depressing, and his eyes slowly fell on Qiao Xiyin.
The little girl looked to be less than twenty. She was wearing a burgundy dress with rose vines growing entwined among thorns and embroidered on the skirt of the dress. She lowered her head slightly, her neckline was decorated with pure white lace, and a cross pendant lay quietly on the pattern.
She has long chestnut hair, spread in front of her shoulders, a black lace headband fluttering in the wind, burgundy roses blooming vividly, her skin is so white that you can almost see the blue and purple blood vessels on her hands.
She looks like a noble girl walking out of a medieval painting.
Just now, it was her hand that grabbed him and pulled him back to the bridge from mid-air. She looks as soft as a bone, but is surprisingly strong.
He didn't speak. The veins between his eyebrows were slightly protruding. It felt painful when he fell to the ground. His exposed skin was scratched by the stone, and blood quickly oozed out.
However, he was not even afraid of death, so how could he care about such a minor injury.
The two of them just faced each other, and the atmosphere became more and more gloomy. And in the brief moment of looking at each other, Qiao Xiyin had already received the memory of the original owner.
No wonder the weird and charming fragrance in the air lingers for a long time. It is not a deliberately charming perfume, but the smell of blood.
The original owner is not a human, but a vampire.
She fell from a rift in time and space.
This world is quite special. A reborn girl appeared and the order of time and space was disrupted, causing another time and space chaos. The original owner fell here by accident.
Then she became the original owner and saw this scene.
There are many wounds on the man's body, and there will definitely be bleeding. Vampires are extremely sensitive to blood, not to mention that the blood on his body is of the highest quality. Such a confrontation made the glutton in her body ready to move.
She hadn't seen the man's face clearly yet. The night was too dark. He was blocked by his windbreaker and his face was completely submerged in the shadows. She could only tell from his body shape that he was a man with a good figure.
"Hey," the girl spoke softly, "Did you just want to commit suicide?"
She blinked, looking innocent and pitiful, like a lost girl who ran away from home late at night. If you ignore the surprising power she just burst out.
Maybe he met such a person on the cross-river bridge in the early morning, which resonated with the man, and he nodded expressionlessly.
Then he pulled off the hood of his windbreaker.
Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, strong light hit her eyes, and Qiao Xiyin saw his face clearly.
Exactly the same as He Yunchao.
Is she committing an evil act
Since his suicide failed, he didn't seem to want to stay here any longer. He slowly stood up holding on to the guardrail, his movements mechanical and stiff, like a walking zombie numbly repeating the set program.
Then he didn't look at her again and turned around to leave.
His hand was taken.
How dare Qiao Xiyin let him go? What if he changes place and jumps into the river again? She goes to save him a second time
The son of destiny can't be finished, she just came after him.
The girl's delicate face bloomed with a kind and harmless smile, "Actually, if you want to die, you don't need to go to such trouble."
The two of them were close to each other, and the strong aura of luck and blood on his body pressed against him, making Qiao Xiyin reluctant to move away.
He glanced over.
The girl was holding his wrist. Her fingers were slender and soft, and she could hardly feel the temperature.
As cold as the river.
Seeing that the man finally had some reaction, Qiao Xiyin followed suit and said, "I am a vampire."
This line was very good. Sensing that his expression was changing, Qiao Xiyin said bravely, "I'm very hungry now. Don't waste food. Let me take a bite."
She interprets innocence to the extreme, treating "biting" as an ordinary thing and bringing it up lightly.
The man looked down at her.
Suddenly appeared next to him with a ghost-like movement speed, surprisingly strong strength, temperatureless fingers, and an incompatible dress. Even though there are many girls on the street now, they can rarely perform this kind of sick and pale look. , magnificent temperament.
It seems to have some credibility.
There was lightning and thunder in the sky.
The rain is getting heavier.
He suddenly felt ridiculous, twitched his lips and said, "Okay."
He didn't know what to do now anyway.
Qiao Xiyin never thought that he would agree.
Looking at the calm expression on his face, his eyes were strange and indifferent, without any interest at all, as if he was completely despairing of this world.
Obviously in the previous world, this face smiled at her every day and called "Sister Xiao Qiao" in a joking manner.
Then he stretched out his other hand and showed her the bleeding wound.
Qiao Xiyin was not polite to him. She had just used her power and was really hungry, so she lowered her head and gently licked his wound.
Two canines were exposed at the right time.
The man's eyes kept falling on her face, and he also saw these two fangs that suddenly appeared.
There is no need to doubt her words. If they are false, then her disguise is really flawless.
But so what, he wasn't interested at all. Whether he threw himself into a river or was bitten to death by a vampire, he had no problem with it as long as he could leave this world.
However, when the girl's soft lips pressed down and her fangs pressed against his aorta, she just gently licked away the blood drops from the wound without taking any next step.
Her expression was pious and focused, as if she was dealing with something extremely sacred. Her soft tongue caressed his skin slowly and gently.
This is a feeling I've never had before. It's like people in the desert discovering a source of water and treating it as a treasure. They approach it again and again and fall in love with it, but because of their reluctance, they hesitate to speak.
Is it cherished
In fact, Qiao Xiyin had never bitten anyone before, so she really didn't know how to bite someone. The hand in front of her was carefully carved by God, like a perfect work of art. If she wanted to suck his blood, she would be reluctant to do so.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from the sky, and heavy rain hit us.
The man subconsciously retracted his hand.
Qiao Xiyin didn't restrain him at all. When he stopped her hand, she also relaxed, but she still kept her kneeling posture, serious and focused.
The heavy rain fell indiscriminately, causing ripples on the river. Qiao Xiyin stretched out her hand and formed an invisible barrier with her palm as the center, preventing any heavy rain from falling on them.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Then, a black stretched Lincoln stopped at the end of the bridge across the river.
The man in butler uniform came out holding an umbrella. When he saw the two people on the bridge, his expression changed instantly. "Second Young Master, why did you come here? I'll take you back."
A flash of disgust flashed through the man's eyes.
"Are you leaving?" The girl next to him pulled his sleeve.
He didn't react.
She was not in a hurry and kept talking to herself, "Can you take me away?"