Kou Dong trembled, and subconsciously touched the bow and arrow in the luggage rack. However, before he could touch it, the count had already fixed his hand and easily controlled his hands and feet.
He heard the sound of flapping wings, and he looked to the left, and saw the familiar slender bird standing gracefully on the tea table at the earl's hand with a long and thin red cloth in its mouth.
The long red ribbon hangs all the way to the ground. After watching it, Kou Dong suddenly had a very bad feeling: "..."
Could it be used to tie him up
Kou Dong swallowed, and finally got a little flustered. He originally thought that if he was caught by the earl, he would suck two mouthfuls of blood at most, but now it doesn't seem so simple, what's going on
Could it be that there is something else that he doesn't know about
He struggled to speak, "Wait, you..."
"Hush."
The count took out a small square scarf from his breast pocket, slowly pushed it into his mouth, and pressed it against his lips. The square towel was a little thin, soaked and wet, "Don't talk yet."
A bright red cloth bound his hands and feet. The last long piece was torn off by the earl, bypassing the youth's trembling eyelashes and the black eyes that kept flickering in his direction, and tied it in a knot at the back of his head. He also untied the hairband that the oriental nobles used to tie their hair, and the black hair scattered all of a sudden, and hung densely on his shoulders.
Like a flowing, fine silk.
Kou Dong's eyes were covered with blood red bit by bit, and finally there was only a groggy darkness left. He tried hard to keep his eyes open, but he couldn't see anything through the thick strip of cloth. He could only vaguely feel that he was supported by a pair of strong arms, stood up effortlessly, and walked forward.
He leaned on the man's shoulder, his legs hung down from the man's arms, and his toes swayed up and down in the air.
The cry of a crow came from beside him, and it seemed to be full of excitement. Kou Dong quietly clamped his forearm, using this as a standard to judge the direction for himself.
First is forward.
Immediately, they seemed to have stepped out of the room and walked towards the long corridor. He felt the wind blowing in, touching his cheek lightly.
Gentle, as if the wind is caressing him. The wind was still mixed with the breath of damp mist. He tried his best to listen, but he couldn't hear the slightest sound.
Only the gentle flapping of wings followed him all the time, and Kou Dong guessed that it should be the delicate bird.
His two hands were tightly bound together, rubbing his fingertips, exploring the shape of the knot, and trying to untie it with both hands. —but before he found the knot, another voice rang out hoarsely.
"Bad boy," the voice chuckled, and then something sharp poked at his finger quickly, bringing sharp pain for a moment. The voice didn't hide it at all, but it got louder and louder. As soon as I heard it, the black bird was beeping, telling the earl loudly, "Bad boy, I want to run!"
... Sister!
Kou Dong quickly let go of his fingers, thinking at the same time, why didn't the castle be roasted when it was set on fire
It would be a complete disaster to stay!
The earl tightened his arms, and said lightly, "Want to run?"
Kou Dong's mouth was blocked, and he couldn't refute half a sentence, so he shook his head desperately, trying to gain the trust of the NPC by this monotonous and repetitive action. But the scourge bird opened its mouth, as if it felt something, and cried out excitedly, even more excited than him, "I want to run, I want to run!"
Kou Dong: "..."
He kind of wants to eat roasted crow.
Being watched by such a pair of bright eyes all the time, all small movements cannot be hidden. Kou Dong had no choice but to put away his little cleverness, and gave up the idea of running away for the time being.
After temporarily losing his eyesight, his ears and nose became extremely sensitive, and all small sounds and movements were amplified by him.
He was hugged by the earl, and he didn't know where he was going. The sound of heels touching the ground next to my ear is monotonous and repeated, and this road seems to never see the end.
After a long time, he finally noticed the movement next to him—the count seemed to have turned in a different direction and stepped into another door.
Brand new space.
He smelled a completely different smell, like a rare kind of incense, light and ethereal, but with a slight fishy smell - the smell of blood and bones.
The water was gurgling, flowing down one after another, making small splashes. Kou Dong's body suddenly lightened, but the earl let him down, and fell into the cloud-like bedding.
The scent was stronger, almost covering his nose and mouth. Under such a breath, even breathing seemed to be a difficult task, he could only heave his chest up and down, trying to find a trace of pure air that was not contaminated with these smells.
A hand reached out and undid the pearl buttons on his breast. Kou Dong was startled, and was about to shout when he realized that the man was there to make it easier for him to breathe.
"Wait first."
The count said in a low voice, flicking the water splashingly. Kou Dong guessed that he should be right next to a pool, and even small water droplets splashed onto his exposed skin, making him tremble slightly.
The water is not cold, on the contrary, it is completely warm. He couldn't see anything, he could only feel with his bound hands, feeling back and forth, and only felt the count's bed sheet.
… so soft and slippery.
Kou Dong is not in the mood to praise the sheets at the moment, and just waits quietly. He is not someone who gets nervous easily, but he is a little nervous now.
He once read in the book that people's fear comes from the unknown.
Kou Dong now feels that this sentence is really telling the truth. Because he couldn't see it, these stimuli seemed to be magnified by thousands of times, making every pore of him tremble slightly, more sensitive than usual, waiting for the imminent attack, the fear that spread across the surface.
The sound of water lasted for a long time, and then, he was lifted up again.
Unexpectedly, this time, his toes completely touched the warm water.
He was startled and couldn't help but let out a vague exclamation.
It's water!
The stimulation of the senses becomes completely strange. Before he could react, the soles of his feet had completely sunk, followed by his calves, thighs, all the way to his waist and chest—the warm water covered him, and his clothes were soaked and drenched. Due to the extremely light material, the shirt Instead of falling down, it floated up in the water, only occasionally touching his skin.
They float to and fro like translucent wings.
The count held the young man in his arms. He was still wearing the mask that covered half of his face. The green eyes behind the mask did not blink. People are put into the water.
The whole body was soaked in the water, only the young man's head was exposed. The hair at the end was soaked in water, and it stuck to the white shoulders wetly.
The count sat by the pool, looking down from a height.
The young man in the pool raised his head slightly, revealing the arc of his chin connecting his neck. He seemed a little uneasy, and immediately turned his head to one side.
He looked with an undisguised fragility, as if it were expensive, well-fired porcelain, which could be crushed by the Earl with a little force.
The Count admired this beauty.
He slowly stroked the neck of the Eastern nobleman, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."
The young man didn't answer, but the eyelashes covered by the red cloth trembled quickly.
There seemed to be a fleeting smile on the earl's lips.
"Fear not, my child,—I will take you to hell."
He suddenly lowered his head, without warning and caught off guard, he suddenly pierced two fangs into Kou Dong's neck.
At that moment, it felt like there was an electric current, and he trembled visibly by the electric current from head to toe. He clearly felt the blood leave his body, rushing up the numb and painful wound, Being sucked into his mouth by the earl's cold lips—this was completely different from the feeling when Ye Yanzhi sucked his blood. Not only could he not relax, but he was even afraid because of such excessive stimulation, hoping to stop as soon as possible.
He had a strange feeling that the count was trying to suck all the blood out of him.
He struggled vigorously in the pool, the water splashed by his legs was extremely high, and his head fell on his own face.
He suspected that he was really going to die here, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss.
… stop!
Kou Dong's resistance became more intense, his bound hands, feet and head were all struggling to swing, like a fish flapping its tail.
The Earl is not a good person, he is a pure and undisguised pervert—Kou Dong doesn't have the slightest trust in him, and he doesn't want to take this risk.
If it was an ordinary NPC, he could still pin his hopes on the favorability of the other party, and hope that the other party would look at the face of the favorability and would not be willing to kill him like this.
But the earl is different from ordinary NPCs, the nature of the blood race is brutal and plundering. This is equivalent to asking a wild wolf not to kill the prey, but to let the prey breathe, and not to swallow it, how is this possible
Plus Earl looks a lot like the "I love you and I'm gonna die with you" style...
The more Kou Dong thought about it, the more frightened he became.
He didn't want to die here in such embarrassment.
However, this blood-sucking process is extremely long. The man easily disintegrated his resistance without any effort; perhaps in the eyes of the vampires, the resistance of ordinary human beings is no different from a snow-white lamb trying to bite itself back.
It has no effect, it can only make these bloodthirsty beasts feel ridiculous.
The earl locked his hands and feet even tighter, his cold hands clasped his tightly, piercing his sharp teeth deeper without being able to refuse. The blood was continuously taken away, and Kou Dong gradually felt his mind go blank.
Strength seemed to be drawn away along with the blood. He suspected that he had lost too much blood, but thinking now seemed to be a difficult task for him. The beating of the heart was a bit dull, one after another, as if it was very reluctant and precarious; listening to its intermittent beating sound, Kou Dong could only open his eyes slightly blankly, feeling the passing of his own vitality.
He will die here.
This idea is clearer and more vivid than before. Kou Dong didn't want to accept such an ending in his heart, but until now, there was nothing he could do.
…He will die here.
His consciousness seemed to plunge into the bottom of the water, and every waking up became extremely laborious; in a trance, he felt that this feeling was very familiar.
It seems that I have experienced it countless times before.
A strange scene that he had never seen before suddenly flooded into his mind at this moment. He vaguely hid beside the huge bucket. There were footsteps coming up and down in front of him, and there was a loud noise when sharp objects slashed across the ground. Swipe across.
He shook slightly, poked his head out from the edge carefully, and looked out—
A sickle.
The black, half-person tall sickle, with a bright cold light shining on the edge. It dragged dully along the ground, and the man holding him...
Kou Dong couldn't see his face clearly, he could only vaguely notice that the other party was wearing a loose, flowing black robe. His heart was pounding, unprecedented panic flooded his brain, and he couldn't help but want to make a sound.
At this moment, a still immature hand reached out and blocked his words.
"Shh, shh," the man covered his mouth lightly, and spoke to him in a low voice, "Shh, don't make a sound..."
Kou Dong's eyes opened even wider.
what is it
That is-
"It's hide and seek."
The child who covered his mouth whispered, repeated the sentence, and patted his forehead with the other hand.
On the palm of that hand, there was also a thin layer of sweat, which was slightly moist.
"Don't be afraid," whispered the child, repeating the words firmly, "it's hide and seek."
"If you don't get caught by him... you won't be a ghost anymore."
"Get out of that eye."
The man with the sickle seemed to have sensed it, turned around, and stepped towards him step by step. This time, Kou Dong could see his face clearly - there was a third eye on his forehead.
Ferocious, with red bloodshot eyes, staring straight into his eyes.
"Kou Dong! - Avoid that eye!"
A sharp scream suddenly stirred up in Kou Dong's chest, and he opened his eyes suddenly, realizing that this was the last distress call sent to him by his body. He was already on the verge of death, and this moment was just a flashback; too much blood flowed out, and even blinking became heavy and difficult, as if someone had dropped a few kilograms of weight on his eyelashes.
He heard the Earl's sigh of satisfaction, as if he had enjoyed a feast of delicacies.
Kou Dong's heart unexpectedly calmed down, and he only had one last thought: He hasn't bought a skirt for Ye Yanzhi yet.
The next second, the kerchief in his mouth was suddenly taken out, and liquid dripped into his mouth drop by drop; the count fondled his neck, forcing him to swallow just like the first night.
Kou Dong tasted the sweet smell of blood, which was no stranger to him.
In this dungeon, he only tasted the blood of two people.
One belonged to the earl, and the other belonged to Ye Yanzhi.
— This is obviously the earl's own blood.
He doesn't understand.
The count sucked almost all of his blood, and then squeezed his own blood for him to drink. This is not like a deliberate murder, but an exchange.
The word "exchange" flooded into Kou Dong's mind, making his thinking a little clearer. He finally remembered another important action of the blood clan, First Embrace.
The Earl's action seemed to be to give him a first hug.
…
Kou Dong thought hard, but wouldn't it take seven to forty-nine days for the first embrace
Could it be that the NPC is planning to soak him in this pool for forty-seven days
Before he questioned the operability of this operation, more blood had flowed back into his mouth. The blood of the vampire repaired his body to a great extent, and he could even hear the sound of the internal organs eagerly absorbing the blood to regain their vitality.
His body was so soft that he could hardly support the surface of the pool, so he could only lean his neck up weakly, swallowing the completely unfamiliar blood one after another. It's just that there is still some inexplicable resistance in his heart.
It seemed that the earl's blood made him feel particularly sick, and he couldn't help retching.
This feeling is completely different from when he sucked Ye Yanzhi's blood, Kou Dong didn't know the role of trust until then. He trusts Ye Yanzhi and regards him as his own, so he can drink the opponent's blood without hindrance; when the person opposite is replaced by an NPC, this behavior becomes extremely difficult. In his heart, it seems that there are too many There is a hurdle that cannot be overcome.
Kou Dong didn't want to drink anymore. He turned his head vigorously and stopped the count's behavior.
The count pinched his chin as if watching a child throwing a tantrum.
"Why don't you drink?"
Kou Dong coughed twice.
He was still quite weak, and the two mouthfuls of blood he drank were not much at all, and they couldn't bring him back from the brink of death. Because of this, his voice was also somewhat vague, but the pronunciation of the words was vague, but the meaning he uttered was quite clear.
"Because it's hard to drink."
Besides, I don't want to call you daddy yet.
The word "difficult to drink" may be quite a harsh evaluation for a vampire. The baron who was lucky enough to get this evaluation for the first time turned pale on the spot. As for the earl who got this evaluation for the second time—Kou Dong, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel the air pressure suddenly dropped from his body.
"who do you like?"
The earl's voice became lower and lower, "The servant?"
Kou Dong really couldn't understand where the self-confidence of the nobility came from.
The servants could boil water anyway, and he bet this group of pampered nobles didn't even know what a kettle looked like.
He replied: "Yes."
The count snorted softly, increased his strength with his hand, and twisted his chin.
"He betrayed you," he said in a deep voice, "even so, do you still think about him?"
Kou Dong frowned, and retorted angrily: "Who...who said he betrayed me!"
"—he betrayed you."
The earl couldn't refute the authenticity, and at the same time tore off the black cloth in front of him forcefully. Kou Dong finally saw everything in front of him clearly, he was indeed soaked in a pool of clear water, the vampire in front of him was wearing a mask that covered half of his face, behind the mask his eyes were deep, and he shot straight at him, "You want evidence? "
Kou Dong thought for a while, the words seemed familiar.
That's right - in the illusion on the third day, the dying heavenly father also said the same to Lucifer.
If this is a normal person, he might answer "yes" right now.
But Kou Dong had great confidence in his son, and immediately replied without hesitation: "No need."
His eyes are firm.
"I trust him and will never betray me!"
Earl: "..."
The count's gloom was written all over his face in an instant, and even the tense jawline revealed his dissatisfaction. He didn't say any more, just picked up the mirror that fell on the ground when he unbuttoned his clothes just now, tightened his fingers, and slowly turned the mirror towards Kou Dong.
"Then come and see for yourself," he said solemnly, "the one you trust."
The water-like ripples on the surface of the mirror swayed twice, and then suddenly there were waves. After the waves subsided, Kou Dong saw a familiar face, riding on the little white horse, with a clear face, broad shoulders and long legs. .
That was Ye Yanzhi.
There was another person on his horse, who was also seen by Kou Dong, and it was the young girl who gave him the mirror. She embraced the young blood race's waist intimately from behind, and immediately leaned her face against his back, like a young couple in love. Without turning their heads, the two of them drove their horses to the gate of the manor.
There was a sudden silence in the room.
"He is gone," stated the count flatly. "I promised him that he would go out alone.—he will not come back."
He stared at the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to see emotions such as surprise and sadness on his face, "You forgot, he is also a blood race."
"-what do you think?"
Kou Dong thought for a while, and swallowed the blood in his throat, so that he could have the strength to say a few more words.
"Shall I tell the truth?"
The Count nodded.
Kou Dong then said honestly, "It's a bit fake."
"..."
The blood prince seemed to be taken aback.
What
"The position is reversed." Kou Dong looked at him with pity, and couldn't bear to expose it. "This kind of horse riding, how can there be girls sitting behind..."
With the strength of the blood race, they might be able to throw people into the sky halfway.
Earl, a straight man of steel, has never been in a relationship at first glance.
Earl: "..."
"Besides, you also picked the wrong person," Kou Dong put away his smile, "he will never leave me behind."
The count was shocked by his undiminished trust for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"
Kou Dong thought for a while, and immediately replied: "...because I'm the only one who drinks the best drink!"
It is impossible to find someone better than him in the world. Which blood can pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon
Earl: "..."
Kou Dong coughed twice again, and said with a look on the verge of death, "You're kidding."
Without waiting for the earl to respond, he said again: "However, there is one thing I said right. ——Look, isn't he here?"
The young vampire opened the door. His tall figure stood at the door, and then he took a step forward and strode towards the people in it—his body was stained with blood, and he held a sharp crossbow in his hand. The knight who defeated the dragon.
Kou Dong acted as the rescued delicate princess with self-knowledge, waiting for someone to come over, and at the same time shouted tremblingly and weakly: "Azai..."
Ye Yanzhi glanced at his appearance, and his face became even more serious. However, before he could say anything, the people in the pool had already complained first, crying blood: "He just said that you abandoned your old father and eloped with a woman!"
Ye Yanzhi's footsteps turned abruptly: "...???"
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