The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 188 Blood Clan Prosperity (28)

Reminiscent of when he first met Wushuang, countless possibilities flashed through Meng Ke's mind.

Wushuang held his neck indifferently: "What about the mole? Even if I have it, it doesn't mean that I am the goddess they are looking for. Even if I am, so what? I am a member of the blood clan."

Meng Ke stared deeply into her eyes: "If you are, they will do everything they can to arrest you and sacrifice you."

"With you protecting me, they dare not."

Meng Ke is very serious: "The goddess is their hope, and they will find the goddess at all costs, even if they die."

"Then..." Wushuang stared into his eyes, put her toes on her toes, and made her gaze parallel to his: "Then hug, I want to stay with you forever."

As if his heart had been hit hard by something, Meng Ke stared at her in disbelief: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, First Embrace, I want to be like you, a vampire."

Meng Ke said in a deep voice, his eyelashes drooping, and he took her hand and continued walking: "Go back."

Vampires don't grow old and don't die. Mengke knows the pain of being a vampire, and that loneliness is enough to make people want to burn themselves.

Wu Shuang seemed to be able to understand Meng Ke's thoughts, she looked sideways at his tense profile: "In this way, I can be with you forever, never need to be afraid of loneliness, and you don't have to watch me change I'll die of old age, not to mention if I'm really the goddess they talk about, and the goddess becomes a blood race, they will have nothing to do, and when the strength of the vampire hunters weakens, we don't have to worry about them."

Meng Ke still didn't speak, and he didn't even stop in his footsteps.

But her heart was already turbulent, she was willing to become a blood race for herself.

The figures of the two walked forward side by side.

On the top of a circular building next to it, a figure stood tall. Reflected by the moonlight, only a black silhouette could be seen, staring straight at the back of the strolling foot.

A faint chill spread across the sky, until the two walked away, the figure jumped into the ground from the top and disappeared.

……

The morning sun rises and illuminates the earth.

The banquet was over, and the blood races dispersed one after another.

Wushuang and Meng Ke went straight back to the room where they ate, let the sauce dry for a while, and fell asleep because they were too tired from staying up late last night.

When Wushuang woke up, she subconsciously touched the other side of the bed with her palm, but it was empty.

He opened his eyes and called Meng Ke a few times, but there was no response.

Wushuang looked in the mirror and saw the red dots all over her body, put on her clothes and went to Meng Ke's room to find him.

The coffin was closed all the time, and the lid was tapped lightly: "Meng Ke."

no respond.

Wushuang frowned, and tried to gently lift the lid of the coffin, but it was lifted, but there was no one inside.

Wushuang went to the lobby and caught a maid: "Where's Meng Ke?"

Thinking of the previous incident, the maid trembled a little when she saw Wushuang: "I just seemed to go in the direction outside the castle."

Wushuang walked out of the hall. It was noon and the sun was shining brightly. Where was Meng Ke going?

As soon as he walked out of the hall, Wushuang suddenly caught a glimpse of a man in black standing in the sun with a big black fan in his hand.

Meng Ke looked up at Lie Yang, wondering what he was thinking.

Wushuang just opened his mouth to call him, but he dropped the black umbrella in his hand first.

He wore the same black windbreaker as usual, and faced the scorching sun with his body.

The skin of the blood race will rot quickly at a considerable speed when it comes into contact with the sun.

Wushuang was shocked, rushed up, grabbed Meng Ke's wrist and pulled it to the shadow: "Meng Ke, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)