Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen drank the blood from the cup, leaned on the bed and raised his head slightly. There was no decoration on his fair neck, and the lines were beautiful.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The young man's eyelashes were quietly lowered, and his lips had returned to a soft red color due to drinking blood.His slender, cold-white hands were placed on his lower abdomen, and his wrists were surrounded by a circle of pure white lace, as if petals were surrounding fragile buds.

[Yun Chen: I feel so good. ]

[System 112: Shut up! ]

[Yun Chen: Hee hee, when will Banks come? I feel like I’m starting to go blind. ]

When Yun Chen just woke up, he felt that his eyesight had dropped a lot.

After drinking that cup of blood, I felt a little better.

It is estimated that soon, Wei Bojian's blood will be of no use, and the damaged curse is slowly eating away at his body.

[System 112: He is already trying to find a way to get in, but Wei Bojian is always by your side. ]

[System 112: Although I don’t want to admit it, this is a fact. The Lord God is too strong and is very hostile to Banks, so it is difficult for him to come in. ]

Banks followed the black market information from many years ago and found the werewolf who took the vampire's head.

Banks snatched the head back and wanted to return it to Yun Chen, so that at least his relatives would not be dismembered.

But he walked around the manor several times and couldn't find a chance to come in.

[System 112: Alas, I may have to give up this thousand faith points. ]

[Yun Chen: Actually, it’s not difficult to get in. ]

[System 112: Ah, do you have any idea? ]System data analysis display.

As long as Wei Bojian is around, Banks will have no chance of contacting Yun Chen.

Without direct contact, it will be difficult to reach full points in strategy value.

[Yun Chen: Wouldn’t it be okay if there was no Wei Bojian? ]

[System 112: But that’s not possible. The death of the main god only has [-] faith points. It would be a huge loss if you exchange [-] for [-]. ]

[Yun Chen: What I mean is, without him... Oh, look at my little system. I guarantee you will earn faith points. Just remember to treat me to a small cake~]

[System 112: No problem! ]

[Yun Chen: That is to say, that is to say, if I am sure that Banks can come in, can you give me the small cake first, shy.jpg]

[System 112:... OK. ]You cunning old fox in the mountains.

I am the innocent little system of Shancun!

Yun Chen was not in a hurry to push forward. He lay in bed for three days and brewed his feelings for a while.

[System 112: Do you call eating melon seeds and sipping herbal tea a relationship? ]I know.

You just want to trick the Lord God into drinking more blood.

Banks wandered around outside for three days, almost freezing to death.

You have no heart!

[Yun Chen: Hush, Lin Xian is coming in, I’m going to start. ]

The sound of gentle footsteps came, and he walked to Yun Chen's bed and stopped, breathing very low.

Lin Xian held the blood handed to him by Count Muhan and whispered: "Master, are you asleep?"

Yun Chen opened his eyes and wanted Lin Xian to put down the cup first, but the sudden darkness in front of him made him choke and frown: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Lin Xian looked at him blankly, then looked at the rare sunny day outside the window: "Master, you..."

Lin Xian nervously raised his hand and waved it in front of Yun Chen's unfocused light red eyes.

Yun Chen guessed something.

He reached out and shook his hand, and sure enough he caught a small hand shaking in front of him. His heart sank: "It's not night now, is it?"

Lin Xian didn't know how to answer Yun Chen, so he said anxiously: "I'll call Count Mu Han over!"

The sound of rapid footsteps faded away, and Yun Chen's body was trembling slightly.

He didn't want to believe that he couldn't see like this, so he stood up stubbornly, trying to find his way to the window to look outside.

But before he could take two steps out, he stumbled and fell forward.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yun Chen didn't fall to the ground, but ran into a cold embrace.

Wei Bojian supported Yun Chen, with a look of disbelief in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to wave it in front of his eyes.

Yun Chen's pupils showed no reaction, his eyes were half-opened, and his voice trembled slightly: "Uncle, is that you?"

Wei Bojian's heart was hurt by Yun Chen's trembling voice.

He didn't say anything, picked up Yun Chen and put him on the bed. He took the cup of blood that Lin Xian put on the bookcase and handed it to Yun Chen's lips. He imitated Lin Xian's voice and said, "Master, drink some of my blood." .”

Earl Muhan and Lin Xian both arrived.

They stood at the door and were startled for a moment. Inside the room, they saw a young man in black clothes covered with snow half-kneeling beside the bed, carefully feeding Yun Chen with a cup.

After Yun Chen drank a glass, he slit his wrist with a dagger without hesitation and coaxed him to drink another glass of blood.

But even so, Yun Chen's light red eyes were still out of focus.

Wei Bojian looked at him, her painful emotions could no longer be concealed, and thick colors accumulated in her eyes, and tears fell one by one.