Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin trembled, "Who...?"

The man was obviously silent for a moment, then asked her slowly and coldly: "Don't remember me?"

Jiang Zijin's face was still pale, she sat up from the bed suddenly, her heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.

She thought it was the person who sneaked into her room just now and belittled her.

"you......"

Jiang Zijin curled up her fingers, and the blood all over her body rushed to the top of her head.There were still wet tears on her black eyelashes, and her lips were red and swollen. It was not difficult to see what she had just experienced.

"scared?"

Looking at the obviously frightened expression of the person in front of him.

The man clicked his tongue impatiently, he looked at the blood all over his body, "This is the area of ​​my room."

"Why do you look like you have seen a ghost?"

The clothes on the man's body were still dripping with 'water', which stained the clean floor. It was dazzling and bloody. It was easy to think of those murderers in TV dramas.

He was still muttering, "Why didn't Austin tell me that he would add someone..."

Jiang Zijin hugged her knees and shrank to the farthest corner of the bed, trembling.

"Don't, don't come here..."

The man noticed that something was wrong with her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said keenly, "Who did you just meet?"

Jiang Zijin's lips trembled, and the choking smell of blood filled her nostrils, so that she didn't realize the familiarity of the man's voice in front of her at all.

Hitchel wiped his face, revealing his handsome face covered in blood, "It's me."

Jiang Zijin trembled, "Hitchel..."

"Well," Hitchel quickly chanted a spell, cleaning up all the dirt on his body.

His tone was neither yin nor yang, "It seems that you haven't forgotten me."

Jiang Zijin was so frightened that she was on the verge of stress, so she didn't have the heart to listen to his eccentricities.

"I thought......"

The coldness on Hitchel's ice-like and indifferent face has not faded, and his brows are slightly frowned, "Who do you think?"

Jiang Zijin took a breath, and her heart, which was suspended in mid-air, fell to the ground safely.

"You, why is there blood all over your body?"

Her voice was still trembling and hadn't fully recovered.

Hitchel was dumbfounded for a moment. He went to the blood pool every week to make bubbles, loosen his muscles and bones, and he had already formed a habit.

In addition, he was the only one living on this floor, and the others had long been used to his blood-covered appearance, so he was even more lazy to clean himself up.

To put it bluntly is too lazy.

Hitchel didn't want to say that to Jiang Zijin, so he kept his face cold on purpose, and said in a stiff voice, "Don't worry about it."

Jiang Zijin was still shrinking, her eyebrows were still a little panicked, and her eyelashes were waving like two small fans.

Hitchel pursed his dull lips slightly, "What happened?"

"Someone..." Jiang Zijin grabbed the quilt, her lips turned white from her bite, "Someone came in just now, he, he..."

Hitchel categorically denied, "Impossible."

"This building has set up an exclusive enchantment, no one can get in without the hand spell."

Jiang Zijin said: "Really, he, he was in my room just now..."

Hitchel asked, "Did you see what he looked like?"

Jiang Zijin hesitated and shook her head, she was not so afraid anymore, and relaxed a little.

"A black thing floated in from the outside, like fog, and then I took a few breaths uncontrollably, and my mind became unclear. I couldn't see his face clearly, and I, I couldn't see anything clearly... ...."

The state at that time was like being blindfolded by a layer of invisible gauze. She could feel the person on her body, but she couldn't see the person's face clearly.

Hitchel didn't know what he was thinking, so he pondered for a moment and asked, "What else did you see?"

Jiang Zijin recalled carefully, when his eyes swept across the French windows, he suddenly remembered something, "Bat..."

Hitchel raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"

Jiang Zijin said: "At that time, I heard the sound of bats hitting the glass, and it was on the floor-to-ceiling window."

Hitchel walked over to check, and there was indeed a small blood stain outside the transparent and clean glass.

He opened the window on the uppermost floor and looked down. With his excellent night vision, he saw a dead bat on the lawn outside the building at a glance.

Jiang Zijin sat on the bed, she was extremely uneasy, "Why are there bats?"

Hitchel closed the window, his sharp and sharp face was cold, his head was lowered, and his nose was high.

"Substitution spell."

Jiang Zijin didn't know about these spells, and even the barren memory of the original body didn't have any records about them.

Hitchel turned to look at her, "The spell of the blood race attaches half of one's soul to the animal of one's own life, so that the soul can come out of the body and become a reality."

Jiang Zijin said: "Then the 'person' I just saw is also a spirit body transformed from the soul out of the body?"

"There's a good chance it is, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes so I can't be absolutely sure," Hitchel said.

He walked up to Jiang Zijin and asked her, "Is this the first time you have encountered this situation?"

Jiang Zijin's eyes were in a daze for a moment, then he shook his head hesitantly.

"No."

Hitchel said, "When was the last time?"

Jiang Zijin said: "Yesterday...but I'm not sure, I don't have any wounds on my body..."

She unconsciously touched her neck, "I thought it was a dream."

Hitchel immediately sensed what she meant, "What did he do to you?"

Jiang Zijin choked.

Hitchel's eyes were sharp, "He sucked your blood?"

Jiang Zijin: "..."

He endured his temper and said, "It's more than just doing these things."

Jiang Zijin opened his mouth.

"That's all..."

Hitchel insisted on asking clearly, "What about this time? What did he do to you, is he also sucking blood?"

Jiang Zijin froze.

Hitchel began to speak in a strange manner again, "It's not blood sucking, then he kissed you?"

Jiang Zijin: "..."

Hitchel at times, intuition is surprisingly accurate.

The man approached her and said softly, "How did he kiss you?"

Jiang Zijin: "????"

Hitchel said badly: "Did he let you open your mouth? Or touched you?"

"Are you voluntary or forced?"

His cold fingertips covered Jiang Zijin's red and swollen lips, and he said to himself: "You should be forced, it's all swollen like this, he must have kissed you for a long time, right?"

"And kissed deeply."

The sides of Jiang Zijin's lips trembled, as if the numbness from being sucked still remained.

"Hitchel."

She got a little annoyed, "Does that help you catch him?"

Hitchell said, "No."

His blood-red eyes raged on the storm, "But I'm curious."

"You begged me to catch him, and didn't even answer a few questions from me."

"Why should I help you?"

There was a little sweat on Jiang Zijin's beautiful eyebrows, "You..."

"I'm going to find His Royal Highness the Grand Duke."

She was stunned by Hitchel's anger, she pursed her lips, and said she was going to get out of bed to find someone.

In fact, she didn't want to go to Vihir at all, but she was suffocated and didn't want to stay in the same room with Hitchel.

In the next second, the wrist hanging by the side was firmly grasped.

Hitchel's tone was gloomy, his fingers were hard, and the words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Dare you?"

Jiang Zijin frowned in pain, Hitchel immediately slowed down, his voice still cold.

"Don't go."

Jiang Zijin was a little afraid of him like this, and whispered, "Don't worry about it."

This is what Hitchel said to her just now, and now it is returned to him intact.

Hitchel: "..."

The man let go of her wrist and pushed her back on the bed.

"Did I say I won't help you?"

Jiang Zijin looked up at him with her lips tightly pressed together.

Hitchel said in a dark voice: "If you go to Vihir, I will break your leg."

None of his threats seemed credible.

Hitchel said coldly: "Is there anyone like you?"

"Calling Vihir means 'His Royal Highness', calling me by my first name..."

The man's dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, "Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Jiang Zijin felt a little apprehensive, after all, Hitchel was different from her.

She is a human being with no power to restrain a chicken, but Hitchel is not. He has lived for hundreds of years, and he is much stronger than her in terms of experience and strength.

If she really started to fight, she wouldn't even have room to struggle.

Jiang Zijin turned her head away.

Hitchel said, "Don't you want to know exactly who entered the room?"

Jiang Zijin's face turned pale.

Hitchel pushed the broken hair on the side of her face behind her ears, "Actually, the bat hitting the window glass has another meaning."

Jiang Zijin looked at him blankly.

Hitchel: "We are also animals, and we also have estrus periods. When we reach a certain period, of course we think about courtship and mating. This is the nature and instinct of animals."

The roots of Jiang Zijin's ears suddenly spread a coral red color.

"you......"

Hitchel's words were straightforward and harsh, and his blood-red eyes were hidden in the dark, like a dormant beast.

"He wants to fuck you."