When the cannon fodder was swept away by everyone! [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 156 Vampire 9

The sky reveals a light white, behind the shadow of the approaching dawn, no one knows that a silent hunting is going on.

Deauville only knew that his heart was beating faster than ever before, like piano music being played faster and faster, like raindrops falling faster and faster, as if his heart was no longer his own, but was held in the hands of others, controlling or Fast or slow tempo.

The lavender, which appeared more crystal clear in the rain curtain, spread into his entire field of vision little by little, crawling into his cuff like vines.

Pale skin, evil eyes with faint longing, magnificent and dreamy appearance, these are the most obvious characteristics of vampires.In this city, the existence of vampires has always been an open secret. Everyone knows that there is such an extremely beautiful but dangerous creature in places where the sun cannot shine.

However, the young man in the rain was so beautiful that he was so fragile, like a rose that was about to be knocked down by the rainstorm. No one could connect him with that sinful creature that feeds on blood.

Did you run away from home?Who would have the heart to let such a young man wander outside on a rainy day without even giving him an umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain?

Deauville's heart was full of pity for the beauty, "Why are you here alone?"

The beauty's amethyst-like eyes showed deep sadness. The rain wet his eyelashes and rolled down his cheeks, like endless tears, "My family doesn't want me anymore."

no more?Then... Deauville's heart beat a lot faster, looked at the dejected young man with some fascination, and blurted out, "Then I will take you home."

This sentence was completely without thinking, and even Deauville himself was a little surprised, but he didn't regret it at all, but looked at Tan Yi with great anticipation. He wanted to take him home, hide him, and... …

Tan Yi seemed hesitant.

Deauville couldn't help but took two steps forward, and didn't care that his gorgeous clothes were wet by the rain. He stretched out his hand, intending to touch Tan Yi's pale and weak face, but when he thought of something, he moved his hand slightly, It was on Tan Yi's shoulder.

The thin shirt was clinging to the skin, as if he had already penetrated the thin and transparent fabric and was in contact with the moist and cold skin on the bottom of his hands.Deauville tried his best to ignore the strange throbbing in his heart, "It's raining so hard, go to my house to take shelter from the rain."

Deauville thought of the current sky, "It's not even dawn yet, it's too dangerous for you to be alone in the alley."

dawn.Tan Yi keenly glanced at the sky that was about to turn white, finally nodded, and slowly stood up from the ground.

Deauville was ecstatic, completely ignoring the servant's hesitant expression, snatched the umbrella from his hand, and was about to cover it with Tan's clothes, when suddenly he froze.

The boy who stood up slowly was only covered by a white shirt. The shirt had long been wet by the rain, and the crystal white skin was almost exposed underneath.The shirt is very long, and it sticks wet to the bottom of the thighs. The two straight and perfect long legs are washed by the rain, making them look delicate and attractive.

A hot air surged on Deauville's cheeks.

The boy lightly jumped under his umbrella and smiled at him, "Let's go."

Deauville nodded stiffly, and held Tan Yi's umbrella with his hands and feet.Suddenly, he remembered something, asked Tan Yi to wait, then turned around abruptly, kicked the servant who was staring at him, and then continued to graciously send Tan Yi to the carriage.

The servant's face was smeared with muddy water, but he didn't even dare to complain, and hurried to catch up.

He glanced at the closed carriage door, and thought lamentingly, it was another ignorant and beautiful boy who was deceived by the young master.After lamenting, he collected his emotions, drove the carriage again, and left this wet and cold alley.

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Thunder and lightning streaked across the sky, and rain poured down.

Eliot broke into the old castle that he hadn't seen for four years, ignored the butler who came up to him with a tense face, and directly kicked open the door with a weak energy induction.

The stone he gave Tanyi could have made him feel his position, but for some reason, not long ago, he suddenly couldn't feel the existence of Tanyi, which made him unable to heal his injuries, so he hurried out. Door.

He tried countless possibilities, but never thought that he would see such a scene.

The wind and rain were blowing outside the window. In the dark and empty room, fragments of light blue fabric were scattered from the plush carpet to the big red velvet bed.

Eliot's heart skipped a beat.He recognized what those fragments were, they were the clothes that Tan Yi wore at the banquet.

"You're here." A faint voice sounded, and seeing Lance sitting in the dark by the window, Yilaite rushed up immediately, "Where's Xiaoyi? What did you do to Xiaoyi?"

Yilette had never been so panicked before, and he was more worried about another situation than what Lance might have committed.

A lover's blood is the most irresistible temptation for a vampire. If Lance can't control it... Tan Yi's lifeless appearance flashed through his mind, as if someone was strangling his throat, and he held back. He kept asking loudly, "Where is Xiaoyi?!"

"Xiaoyi?" Lance looked at the blood swaying in the glass, and said as if talking to himself, "Xiaoyi is gone, he will never come back, and he will never forgive me."

Hearing what he said, Yilette relaxed slightly from his tense mood.Leaving means that he is still alive, as long as he is still alive... He had no time to pay attention to Lance, turned his head to look at the open window, and found a green stone left on the window sill, it was the blood stone he gave to Tan Yi .

Yilette took the stone back, and a series of violent and turbulent emotions rushed in, large swaths of despair and sorrow, loss and pain, and self-exile like self-defeating...

Every emotion made Yilette's heart ache as if being torn apart—this was Tanyi's emotion, and at the same time, he also felt Tanyi's vague position again.

He probably already guessed what happened.Yilaite resisted the urge to kill his own kind, and gave Lance a cold look, "If something happens to Xiaoyi, I will definitely not let you go."

After speaking, he jumped out of the window.

The window creaked and shook a few times, and it returned to calm.

Lance was indifferent to Yilaite's threat, and was still rubbing his wine glass lightly, muttering, "Xiaoyi, don't let me know where you are, but don't you resist Yilaite?"

It seemed that the emptiness of losing everything filled his chest, but the only answer to him was the lonely sound of rain outside the window, one after another.

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Tan Yi is changing clothes.

He had already taken a shower, but the clothes Deauville gave him were too baggy, and as soon as he put them on in front of the mirror, one shoulder slipped off.He pulled up one side and the other would slide down.

There are mirrors on all sides in the huge bathroom, no matter what angle you stand in, Tan Yi can see the complete self-very in line with the taste of a narcissist.

[System: There are so many mirrors, it's scary. 】

[Tan Yi: It's a ghost, it's not us who should be afraid. 】

Tan Yi tore off his clothes. Although this shirt was roomy, it was a bit short, not even as long as the Lance shirt he had put on in a hurry. No matter how he pulled it off, it could only cover the bottom of his thighs a little.

[System (wisdom like torch): Master, Deauville has bad intentions for you! 】

Tan Yi brushed his hair, smelled the aroma of the food quietly approaching outside the door, and his hunger became stronger and stronger, "It's my intentions against him."

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, and Deauville suppressed his excitement and pretended to be reserved, "Xiaoyi, are you okay?"

"Brother Deauville, I..." Tan Yi's hesitant voice came from inside, with a little shyness, as if it was difficult to speak.

Deauville's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat, and he asked with great concern, "What's wrong?"

It was quiet for a while, and then the low voice sounded again, "Brother, I can't get dressed well."

He seemed extremely embarrassed, very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.Deauville looked at the shadow reflected on the door, and said softly, "Then brother, come in and help you?"

Tan Yi looked at his faintly red eyes in the mirror, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Okay."

The door opened slowly.