In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to judge.
Ever since he discovered that there were still angels who hadn't fallen, Kou Dong had already tasted something wrong. It’s not that he’s sharp, it’s just that he knows his position in the copy very clearly. Even the seraph he played fell into the world early, and the god fell into a deep sleep. How could there be a safe and sound angel by his side?
He hasn't even gotten the treatment himself. — Seriously, this doesn't look like an NPC.
If you agree, just pet him, pet him, pet him
Kou Dong has raised his heart since then. It's just that the illusion was created too realistically, and he was especially good at picking up people's weaknesses, stabbing his heart and lungs with Ye Yanzhi, which made him really lose his sense of control for a while. The existence of this illusion is not really confirmed until seeing the young vampire bite him without a second thought. After all, usually only Kou Dong begs to be bitten, and how can Ye Yanzhi bite him directly regardless of his body.
Kou Dong felt heartbroken when he said it, and he was almost heartbroken to question how delicious he was as a small cake.
How many blood races flocked to follow him, why is Ye Yanzhi not tempted
—The rest of the blood races don't know the slightest bit of his worries, otherwise they might be pissed off to death.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't take a sip, and now the little cake was delivered to their door, but no one ate it...
The gap between the two is really too big, and the face of the god is not very good-looking. I don’t know if it is because of Kou Dong’s obvious double-standard treatment. The holy light on his face gradually faded, and Kou Dong even gradually disappeared from there Under Er'er's golden halo, he caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette.
Green pupils, platinum curly hair, just looking at his appearance alone, he is unprecedentedly handsome—but his expression is gloomy, his eyes seem to be covered with a light mist of blood, and his natural coldness makes him feel so cold. He looks more like a demon bred and grown from the land of demons, where is the slightest bit of holiness and gentleness
This was the first time he took off his mask in front of Kou Dong. Before that, he always hid his face under a complicated mask, and Kou Dong only saw his true face through the portrait on the wall.
He was not surprised, he only cast his eyes on the angel standing aside.
God is neither God, nor are angels angels. Under Kou Dong's gaze, the angel's face gradually became thinner, with tufts of fluffy black hair growing down from the forehead, and soon covered the whole face densely, with a mouth like a doctor's bird's beak Like the mask they wore, it protruded quickly, forming a small mountain on that face——
Even though Kou Dong had guessed in his heart, he couldn't help but frowned.
It was a bird face.
The angel's limbs shrank extremely quickly, and new feathers sprouted from the empty places. In a blink of an eye, the original angel disappeared, replaced by a black bird. With his dark red eyes open, he fluttered his wings and landed on the earl's finger with a quack sound. His long and slender tail trembled and he looked up.
Kou Dong: "..."
Wow.
He admired soullessly in his heart.
Voila, it's a living bird.
Being able to be fooled by this person and bird, Kou Dong felt that he was really stupid - he didn't even smell such an obvious abnormal smell.
Now that he had been seen through, the count no longer hid in front of him, and the blood-red cloak swished out behind him, like a banner that covered the sky and covered the earth.
He stretched out his hand, and went to grab the young man in front of him without saying a word.
Kou Dong had sensed it a long time ago, and took a vigilant step back before he could move, and then violently pushed the fake Ye Yanzhi beside him towards the earl—
The earl was stunned, his green eyes blinked, and the body of "Ye Yanzhi" shattered into pieces in an instant, falling down like petals.
Right now!
Taking advantage of the moment when he took care of the fake Ye Yanzhi, Kou Dong had already turned his head and ran away. He knew very well that this place was an illusion created by the earl, and he was afraid that everything would change according to the earl's will, so he didn't even look back, just waved his wings vigorously, and rushed to the door of the first day recklessly.
The black crow followed closely behind him, still calling loudly and indomitably.
"Master Lucifer—"
"Lord Lucifer!"
Kou Dong didn't listen to a word, and immediately opened the heavy temple door. The scene outside the door caught his eyes all of a sudden, it was not as quiet as when he came up just now, instead it was filled with pure white feathers. Numerous beak doctors took off their black robes and turned into angels. They stood at the door at some point, watched him rush out, and tried to grab him with their hands.
There were dense hands everywhere, and they couldn't wait to grab him. This scene seemed to be another zombie siege. But these zombies looked much more holy, and feathers would fall down from time to time, and Kou Dong almost got into the pile of angels, rushing left and right with all his strength.
-Export.
Where is the exit
The ground and his surroundings were densely packed with NPCs coveting him, Kou Dong had no choice but to grit his teeth and set his goal on the first day.
He dodged those touching hands, flapped his six pairs of wings as best he could, and flew all the way up.
The stars had already fallen from the sky, and he heard the earl's voice of shock and anger.
"Stop him!"
The largest pair of wings behind Kou Dong flapped heavily, creating a whistling wind. His eyes kept looking upwards, and finally saw a light different from the illusion above the first day—it was like a dark line, separating the entire glorious heaven from other scenes.
That should be the end of the illusion.
The six pairs of wings gave Kou Dong a great boost, teaching him to far surpass these ordinary angels. He threw off the pursuit of the angels, and finally plunged headlong into the darkness as quiet as a lake.
First the fingers.
Then the upper body, the whole body.
He was finally completely immersed in this desolate darkness.
Kou Dong couldn't help shivering as his body felt cold, and then felt a sudden light on his back—the six pairs of wings given in the illusion automatically fell off his back.
He was suspended in the air.
A group of bubbles came floating in front of him from nowhere. Kou Dong's fingertip accidentally pierced one, and then his figure suddenly fell downwards, falling into a long falling process.
This process was unbelievably long, and after a long time, his feet finally stepped on the ground again. The three souls and six souls seemed to have returned to their positions. When Kou Dong opened his eyes, he felt an unprecedented clarity of mind.
The first thing he met was a familiar face.
The young vampire squatted beside him, with the back of his hand pressed against his forehead, and his brows were furrowed.
Kou Dong saw the familiar worry in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and completely let go.
"Azai...?"
Opening his mouth, he realized that his throat was also a little sore and his voice was hoarse.
It looks like someone has sanded it down.
"You have a fever," Ye Yanzhi said succinctly, without removing his hand from the young man's forehead, he scrutinized the young man in front of him and asked, "What's the matter? The first hug doesn't cause fever."
The sky outside has not yet brightened, and they are still in the night of the sixth day, and are about to usher in the morning light of the last day. Kou Dong coughed lightly, and said weakly, "I don't have the strength to speak."
Young Blood Race: "..."
The young vampire was already familiar with his style, and he didn't even need to ask Kou Dong to know what he wanted at the moment. He felt a headache immediately, and said in a deep voice, "You're still feverish."
Kou Dong said brazenly: "I think that putting some blood should make me recover sooner."
"..."
This is no longer implied, but stated.
Ye Yanzhi is a blood clan, or a high-level blood clan that has extremely high requirements and desires for blood. This desire is engraved in his bones. Now being teased by him again and again, the strings have already been stretched, and the last straw is missing.
His voice also became slightly hoarse, "You rest first."
Kou Dong was not very satisfied with this answer, and still dragged him, exposing his neck. He had just experienced a thrilling escape, and his body and mind were in the stage of desperately longing for comfort, and he, a human being who had just embraced for a day and was not yet a vampire, who could teach him to comfort him
—Nature is his only parent.
Kou Dong is now full of indescribable attachment to him, and he really wants him to take a good bite. But Ye Yanzhi didn't know what to worry about and kept moaning, forcing out the little anger in his heart, he simply pushed the young blood race to the ground, and sat on him roughly, dissatisfied: " Be quiet, I'll do it myself."
Ye Yanzhi's back hit the cold and hard ground, and he was stunned for a rare moment, his mind was in chaos.
... What do you mean by yourself
"Too slow." Kou Dong expressed his dissatisfaction in a condescending posture, holding his face with both hands. The slight fever made his palm a little hot, and when it touched the icy skin of the young blood race, the temperature difference became more obvious, as if coals were soaked in ice springs, and the texture of the skin almost melted under the impact—this kind of The stimulation made the bodies of both of them tremble slightly.
Kou Dong's rationality seemed to be a little bit towards the pleasure-seeking vampire, and he felt that the body of the person below him was cool and comfortable. Dawdling lightly.
Ye Yanzhi's breathing tightened.
The air was filled with the fragrance of blood, but there was another fire burning in his heart, and he had to grab the wrist of the person in front of him.
"doing what?"
"What else can I do?" Kou Dong muttered, lowering his face, "If you don't come, I will have to rely on myself—"
It's okay to be bitten by you barely.
He tilted his head vigorously, almost bringing that part of his neck to the mouth of the vampire, and at the same time clasped the back of the vampire's head with his hands, pressing him in his direction, trying to let Ye Yanzhi successfully bite him.
This movement is a bit difficult, and after several attempts without success, it made the blood race even more anxious.
"Be honest," Ye Yanzhi's voice changed, full of warning, "Don't touch me again."
Kou Dong didn't care about that, he twisted and twisted like a jelly candy, trying to find a more convenient and suitable position. This will make Ye Yanzhi's shirt fall apart, but his lips are still tightly closed, and he will not bite him no matter what.
The desire to be sucked blood became bigger and bigger, and finally came like a tsunami, completely drowning Kou Dong's rationality.
It's better to go to the illusion, Kou Tiantian thought heartily.
At least in the illusion, Ye Yanzhi would still chew on him...
"Just one breath," Kou Dong coaxed him, "just take a breath."
Seeing that he was not moved at all, he moaned and yelled again: "In other words..."
He didn't call Azai again.
This title made the Blood Race's back suddenly straighten. Immediately, he sighed slightly, gritted his teeth again, squinted his eyes and looked at the lifeless young man in front of him.
"Really want to be sucked blood?"
Kou Dong nodded.
"Then be honest," Ye Yanzhi's voice became hoarse again, and he tore the long white lace on the cuff of his shirt with a prick, and covered the eyes of the person in front of him, "Be honest—"
His throat was tense, and he almost squeezed out the words from his throat.
"If you are obedient, I will teach you something more comfortable."
The author has something to say:
Ye Yanzhi: I swear I really didn't intend to, he forced me.
System: ... Well, I testify...