Douluo blood duke

Chapter 11 Uncontrollable Desire

When the dawn comes from the east.

Zhang Heng put down the brush in his hand and rubbed some heavy bags under his eyes.

Glancing at the five-centimeter-thick white paper next to it, which was covered with densely packed handwriting, he put the last one he had just written on it, stretched his waist, and said with a foul breath.

"Woohoo, I finally finished writing it a hundred times. Grandpa Meng is really a devil."

With a triumphant smile on his face, Zhang Heng climbed down from the chair. He was a bit tired and couldn't hold it any longer. He threw himself on the bed, without a quilt, and was dragged into the dream by the soft and comfortable hotbed. among.

Five or six minutes after he fell asleep.

The door of the room was pushed open quietly.

Mia walked in with a bowl of rice porridge. She glanced at Zhang Heng who was lying on the bed with his clothes and shoes on, and frowned slightly. But when she came to the desk near the window in the room with the porridge, Seeing the pile of white letters full of black letters in the corner of the desk, she frowned, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc.

"The young master really listened to Grandpa Meng's words, and copied the ancestral precepts a hundred times, and it only took one night. It's incredible."

Mia put down the rice porridge, picked up the stack of white papers, flipped through a few pages, put them back in place with a smile, then turned and walked towards the door.

But when she reached the door, she put her hand on the doorknob, but turned her head to look at Zhang Heng who was lying on the bed, frowning slightly.

She closed the door, went back to Zhang Heng's bed, looked at him, reached out to help him take off his coat and shoes, then turned him over and covered him with the quilt, then nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the door go.

But when she turned around, she heard sparse sounds behind her.

Mia turned around and looked behind her, only to see that Zhang Heng who was originally on the bed had disappeared without a trace. She was startled, and felt some noises coming from behind her.

She turned her head, and a black afterimage rushed towards her extremely fast, throwing her down on the bed.

Mia had sharp eyes and quick hands, and tightly grasped the afterimage with both hands.

"Master!"

Mia looked at Zhang Heng in front of her, her eyes were bloodshot, her fangs were bared, her nose was panting heavily, her scarlet tongue stuck out in the air, and her greedy desire was undisguised.

Seeing that it was Zhang Heng, Mia let him go, allowing him to hug her neck, bite it off, and suck the blood in her body.

"Why? How?"

Mia is very confused now, Zhang Heng has never been in such a situation before, even if he wants to suck blood, Zhang Heng will make a request very politely, instead of being rude and brutal like a wild beast like now Launch an attack.

"5%10%15%20%"

Mia felt the degree of blood loss in her body, and a sense of dizziness enveloped her head, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss, but she stood upright, and she wanted to see how much blood Zhang Heng had to suck before it would stop.

After a while, when Mia felt 23% of the blood in her body disappear, she felt two sharp and cold fangs leave her body, and a gentle touch came from her neck.

She put Zhang Heng, who was breathing evenly from the tip of her nose, on the bed in her arms, and stroked the scar on her neck. Although the wound healed quickly as usual, this time she lost twice as much blood as before. Constant blood sucking will have a restrained sucking, but today he seems to have lost all his sanity.

"The last time the young master sucked blood was the day before he got the soul ring, but it's not right. Didn't the young master say that he used blood beads to swallow the blood of many people in those soul hunting groups? Couldn't those blood provide the young master with cultivation skills? Well, no, during the period from that small town back to the farm, the young master didn't suck blood, and his body didn't experience any discomfort."

"Could it be."

Mia frowned tightly, she bit her finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and slowly brought the drop of blood close to Zhang Heng.

When her finger was ten centimeters away from Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng's body reacted. His body was shrouded in a red light, his ears became pointed, and his fangs were exposed again.

Seeing Zhang Heng's change, Mia quickly withdrew her finger, and after she retracted her finger, Zhang Heng returned to his original state.

"Martial spirit possession? The young master will automatically possess the martial spirit when he gets close to the blood!"

"No, no, it's not because of the blood. It's not that the young master has never been exposed to blood before."

"It's his body's reaction while he's in a deep sleep! The blood sucking is not controlled by the young master's consciousness, but his body's self-regulatory response to thirst for blood."

Mia widened her eyes, thinking in horror.

Just like the pain that occurs when a person is attacked, causing people to subconsciously dodge or defend, Zhang Heng's body has now suffered from a symptom that will be uncomfortable without fresh blood, which can be called bloodthirsty desire , Zhang Heng has discovered this desire for blood a long time ago, but he has the mysterious head soul bone, so he thinks he can effectively control that desire.

However, he can control it when he is conscious, but what about when he loses consciousness?

Mia thought for a long time, and hugged Zhang Heng into her arms. She looked at the rising sun in the distance in a daze, but there was a kind of merciless coldness in her eyes.

"Master, no matter what, as long as it is for you, I am willing to give everything, but my blood is limited after all, so..."

The thought was interrupted, and Mia fell into a deep sleep.

Sunset West Mountain.

After a good night's sleep, Zhang Heng sat up from the bed. He stretched his arms and made a comfortable and joyful sound.

"Well, it's really comfortable to sleep, hey, why is Miss Mia here."

Zhang Heng looked at Mia lying beside him, blinked his eyes, shook his head and smiled lightly, "Sister Mia is really, it's not like I don't have a room, so I came to grab the bed with me."

He glanced at the dim sky outside and stroked his belly.

"It's strange, I haven't eaten for a day, and I don't feel hungry. Forget it, I have to eat if I'm not hungry."

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and gently pushed Mia, wanting her to get up and get something to eat for himself, but when his fingers swiped on Mia's arm, Mia's clothes were pulled off by him, revealing a large piece of her neck and shoulders. snow white.

Looking at her snow-white skin, Zhang Heng widened his eyes, staring at the two shallow holes on her neck.

"Strange, I haven't sucked blood recently, and the wound caused by my fangs can heal within two hours without leaving a scar. Why is there a scar on Sister Mia's neck?"

Zhang Heng's face was full of doubts and puzzles. He subconsciously licked his teeth. A fishy-sweet aroma poured into his nose from his mouth. He widened his eyes. He was very familiar with this aroma, which was the smell of blood. smell.

"Sister Mia, you made me suck blood just now while I was sleeping."

"No, no, why would Sister Mia let me suck blood for no reason?"

"But where did the blood in the mouth come from?"

"and many more."

Zhang Heng felt his body, and found that in the past few days, he had been toying with his nerves, tempting him to suck blood, but he had been suppressing the bloodthirsty desire that had existed since he awakened his martial soul. , At this time, it unexpectedly presents a state of saturation and calmness, like.

It's like being full.

Zhang Heng covered his mouth and stepped back to the edge of the bed. He was only one step away from rolling down. He thought in fear, "Could it be that when I was sleeping, that desire controlled my body to suck blood!"

"No way, the blood beads in the body still have energy, why?"

"Hmm~"

Just when Zhang Heng was in panic, Mia hummed softly, touched her head with one hand, and sat up on the bed with the other. She looked around in confusion, and when she saw Zhang Heng with a helpless face, she spent two Gather your mind in seconds.

"Master, come here."

With a faint smile on her slightly pale face, Mia said to Zhang Heng gently.

"Miss Mia"

Zhang Heng looked at her helplessly, his eyes filled with mist.

Mia hugged him tightly, she knew that Zhang Heng must know what happened when she fell asleep, so she comforted softly: "Master, I'm afraid we are too naive, that soul skill can only help you get blood, but The blood you get doesn't seem to be enough for your body, so you might have to drink blood later on."

"Why sister Mia, haven't I already been able to control that desire?"

Weeping in a low voice, Zhang Heng said in despair.

Mia sighed and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Young master, desire cannot be controlled. All we can do is satisfy it constantly."

"It's enough, it will get bigger and bigger, me."

"Don't worry, young master, I will help you."

"Ah."

In the room, the remaining light came in from the window, dividing the room into yin and yang. Mia hugged Zhang Heng, her figure shrouded in darkness, and her green pupils shone with wisdom and determination.

A few nights later, in a girl's room in a residential area in the center of the farm.

Two shadows stood side by side, one big and one small.

"Master, let's start, this is the last one tonight."

Mia said softly to Zhang Heng next to her.

Zhang Heng licked his lower lip, and rushed towards the unconscious girl on the bed. His fangs pierced the skin, and blood poured into his throat.

Since discovering that day that if the desire is not satisfied, the body will lose control, Mia has taken Zhang Heng to search for blood sources everywhere in the farm to ensure that Zhang Heng's desire can be saturated every day. According to Mia's estimation, smoking With 50% of a girl's blood, Zhang Heng can last for a day. Of course, 50% of the blood can be shared among five different people.

Moreover, the soul master's blood has a stronger effect in satisfying desires. For example, Mia herself is now level 53, and she has only increased by one level, but Zhang Heng only needs to obtain 21% of her blood to satisfy her. There is a very bold plan, but this plan will not be implemented until later.

Zhang Heng withdrew his fangs and helped the girl repair the wound on her lower neck. He returned to Mia with a sense of guilt on his face. At this time, he satisfied his physical desires and entered the sage mode. A sense of guilt came from emerge in the heart.

"What's the matter, master."

"Sister Mia, isn't it good for us to do this?"

"Master, what's wrong, you let them have food and clothing, it's reasonable for them to contribute some blood to you."

"But."

"Okay, young master, you're here again, have you forgotten what happened two days ago?"

Two days ago, Zhang Heng decided to challenge his body's bloodthirsty desire because the sage mode was too much. Without telling Mia, a maid at home helped him trap himself, but because he was too tired, he fell asleep, and then helped His maid was in trouble. If Mia hadn't arrived in time, Zhang Heng might have been exposed.

Thinking of what happened two days ago, Zhang Hengyou fell into deep guilt.

"Okay sir."

Mia hugged him and comforted him: "Don't be sad, being able to provide you with blood may be the most meaningful thing for ordinary people like them to do in their lives."

"However, this place is really too small, maybe we should change to a bigger hunting ground."

"Ah, what?"

"It's nothing, master, let's go."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)