Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke Chapter 1857: Dark Blood Curse (11)

Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no popup, free to read!

Swallowing sounded in the dark.

The other person seemed very hungry and kept swallowing, but for a few seconds, Shi Sheng felt that he had lost more than half of his blood.

The faint moonlight outside the window reflected on the person who was pressing on him. Shi Sheng saw his side slightly, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a sound.

Excessive blood loss, dizzy head, soft body, slippery body, the other side held her waist, locked her between the wall and his chest.

"You're enough." Shi Sheng squeezed a few words from his teeth. "I'll die if I go on."

The words of the mentally handicapped, the way we see each other is getting weird. !!

The other person sucked again, and his sharp teeth retracted. He picked up Shi Sheng horizontally and put it on the table next to him. He leaned forward, his nose tipped around her neck and seemed to like her taste.

A low-pitched voice sounded in the dark, and fell into her ears, "Be my son-in-law, I will give you eternal life, would you be willing?"

"Not willing." To be a blood race is to drink blood and refuse!

The other person seemed a little puzzled. He looked over his shoulder and said, "Why? Isn't eternal life what you humans dream of?"

"Hate blood." Shi Sheng's voice was a little weak. She had already lost too much blood, and she was still under pressure. It was fortunate that already had not passed out.

"You will like it." The other murmured, biting Sheng's neck again.

Shi Sheng reached out and pushed him, "Stop your mental retard!"

Like your uncle! !!

She won't like it.

He didn't bite, so after Shi Sheng shouted the sentence, the other party took away the fangs. He got up and stood next to Shi Sheng. His whole face was hidden in the darkness. To his sight fell on her.

Shi Sheng tried to sit up, but his hands were too weak to do it at all.

The other person opened the window and jumped down in the next second.

Yes, jump down ...

Go on ...

Go on ...

Go ...

The sun is the second uncle, why is it irresponsible to eat this?

You roll back for Lao Tzu! !!

Obviously, the other party didn't come back. Shi Sheng was lying alone in the room. She never remembered when she fell asleep.

The next day.

The curtains were lifted by the breeze, and the golden sunlight penetrated the window, falling on Shi Sheng, the light and shadow were shaking,

She opened her heavy eyelids, her chest dropped together, slowly and abnormally, like an old man about to die.

She moved her hand and touched an icy object. She slightly raised her head, and she had a bag on her hand, which contained a few bottles of milk, which was still cold.

Shi Sheng: "..." Don't let Lao Tzu catch you!

Shi Sheng got up from the table. This is a study. Usually she is using it, so she didn't find it when she slept here all night.

The table was a mess, Shi Sheng went down from the table, propped the table to the single sofa next to her, and she lay on it for a while without moving.

Shi Sheng didn't move until the sound of the engine rang outside. He sat up in a different posture, stretched his hand over the mirror next to him, and patted his face.

As long as you lie in the morgue, no one believes that it is a living person.

Shi Sheng asked the school for leave, touched her room, and asked Aunt Hui to prepare some soup for her.

Late mother and Chi Ning left early in the morning, and Aunt Hui ignored the matter and quickly prepared the soup for Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng was afraid that his face scared Aunt Hui to death, and waited until Aunt Hui went out to drink soup. The warm soup entered the stomach, and the cold limbs were warmed up.

After sleeping, Sheng fell asleep again, and she woke up in the afternoon already.

There are footsteps and loud screams in the hallway outside the door.

Shi Sheng stood up and squinted out the window. The sunlight in the afternoon was dazzling abnormally, and Shi Sheng reached out.

At this moment, the door of the room was banged, and Shi Sheng looked blankly. People outside didn't open the door for the first time, and then the violent knock on the door.

After a few sounds, the door remained motionless.

"Chi Xi, get out of me !!" The angry voice of the man rang from the door.

Shi Sheng reached for his forehead, and even called back his late father, still at this time ...

I went out before being stupid.

Shi Sheng lay back on the bed and let the outsiders toss. They stopped after an hour.

Shi Sheng turned over and faced her face suddenly, she moved in shock.

Shi Sheng black line, "How did you come in?"

"Window." Xingchun pointed to the window.

Shi Sheng glanced at the window. The window didn't know when it was open. On the window sill, there was a rose flower in full bloom.

This phoenix seems to be awesome ...

Shi Sheng looked away, "How did you find me here?"

"Oh ..." Xing Chun was a little embarrassed. "I asked my brother for help. I went to school today to find you, but you didn't go to school. I worry about what happened to you last night, so ... sister, Why do you look so bad? Are you sick? "

"It's okay, too much blood loss." Shi Sheng tilted his head and looked at the rose flower on the windowsill, "Help me bring that flower."

"Oh." Xing Chun walked obediently to the window sill, and the roses on the window sill reflected into her eyes, **** red, but there were some black lines in the middle, looking glamorous and weird.

Xing Chun did not take it, but turned to look at Shi Sheng, "Sister, where did you get this flower?"

"What's wrong?"

Xing Chun explained, "This flower should grow in the graveyard, have corpses, and be bad for you."

Shi Sheng: "..." Is this going to kill her?

It's terrible for my mental retardation.

"But the rose of this species is a bit familiar, it seems that I have seen it nowhere, sister ... have you met that, bloodline?" My brother said she knew about bloodline.

"The variety of the rose flower is related to the blood race?"

Xing Chun nodded, "Well, the higher the rank of the blood race, the more precious the variety of roses, and no blood race other than that blood race can use the rose flower of this variety as a mark."

"This rose is different from ordinary ones. I should have seen it, but I can't remember it ..." Xing Chun frowned. "But I can ask my brother."

She took out her phone, took a picture, and sent it to Xing Ge.

Who knows that Xing Ge saw the picture and immediately called, "Don't touch that flower, stay in place, I will pick you up right away."

Xing Ge's tone was unprecedentedly dignified. Xing Chun seemed to be frightened. She hanged up and looked at Shi Sheng. She still looked like a shudder.

Xing Ge is fast, but it takes a few minutes to teleport to Shi Sheng's room.

Is teleportation an innate ability of the blood race?

How is it personal ... Ah, is it a blood race?

Xing Ge's eyes swept from Shi Sheng and fell to the window sill. A ray of dark light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and then stopped Xing Chun's shoulder.

"Brother, it ..." Xing Chun pointed at the rose on the windowsill.

"Go." Xing Ge said in a strong tone, and said in a sincere voice to Shi Sheng, "Interfering with Young Lady."

*

#Today, ask for a ticket of a hundred lotus seeds #

2017.07.08 Little angel on the flop in the book review area [words] [墨 墨]

Please pick up the winning little angel plus welfare group.

The activity is long-term, so the little angel who misses out brushes every day, maybe he will hit it!