Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

In the darkness, D90's calm voice of advice came from Yunwu Lian's mind: [Sir, look for another opportunity. The target this time is different from the past. He is not easy to kill. 】

As analyzed by D90, the targets Yunwu Lian encountered before were ordinary people. With her ability, it was easy to kill them.

But this time the goal is different. His abilities are beyond the scope of normal people and are extremely powerful. If they meet head-on, she will definitely be the one who loses.

Yunwu Lian took several deep breaths, suppressed the violent emotions in his heart, put the pistol away and kicked the sickle aside.

She touched the bracelet on her wrist, which contained secret medicinal powder, hoping that it would really work.

She wrapped herself in a large suit and slipped back into the coffin. She put her arms on the edge of the coffin, only her little head showing, and looked eagerly at the door, waiting for the vampire to come back.

There was the sound of footsteps outside, the clack of high-heeled boots on the floor.

A tall figure came from outside. Morgas Disch wore a princess-style lotus skirt on his arms. It was still tender pink and had white lace on the edge.

This is the style he carefully selected. This cute little skirt should suit this little guy very well.

Yunwu Lian did not have excellent night vision. In her perception, Morgas Disch gave her a tutu of unknown color to wear.

Blessing is a black stripe, please.

Yunwu Lian put on the skirt while exploring the style of the skirt.

The upper body of the tutu skirt is designed a bit like a maid outfit, with many folds clearly visible.

Yunwu Lian clicked her tongue and shook her head. Could it be that this was what a maid in the castle wore?

Morgas Disch watched with interest the way the girl in the coffin fumbled with her clothes. He closed his eyes, and the scenes of joy just now appeared in his mind.

The extremely strong seductive factor in her blood was still lingering on the tip of his tongue, and the desire that had been suppressed with great difficulty rose again.

Thinking this, he walked over involuntarily.

Yunwu Lian is a qualified killer, always has been.

So she was keenly aware of the approaching danger, and she ducked back, "What are you doing?"

The next second, the man's big hands took her out of the coffin and held her in his arms.

His soft and cool lips moved between her neck, feeling the beating of blood vessels through the skin, "You are very sweet."

The man's soft hair tickled her, and she grabbed the collar of his suit and gritted her teeth, "So?"

"I guess with your healing ability, you should have recovered a lot now." Morgath Disch chuckled.

Immediately afterwards, Yunwu Lian felt a tingling sensation in his neck.

"what!"

She pushed her arms outwards hard, trying to push the man away.

But she still felt it, like an injection, the needle pierced the skin and inserted into the blood vessel.

This kind of pain was not severe, but subtle and numb. The pain made her whole body uncomfortable, and she kept pushing her arms outward, trying to push him away.

Blood flowed down her swan neck and into the pink collar.

Morgath Disch hugged her tighter and tighter, until she almost suffocated.

She put down her arm and went to fumble for the gun she had just hidden. Even if she couldn't kill him with one shot, she would shoot him through!

But Morgath Disch didn't give her this chance.

Sensing her intention, he slid his big hand from the hem of her skirt to her waist and touched the gun hidden inside.

His long knuckles seemed to turn effortlessly, but he broke the wrought iron gun.

He didn't care about her little thoughts. She was a hunter, and it was normal to want to kill him. But there were so many people who wanted to kill him, and she was the only one who wanted to kill him.

Morgas Disch's Adam's apple rolled as he feasted and enjoyed the feast, gradually forgetting the time.

It wasn't until the struggle in his arms weakened and there was no movement at all that Morgas Disch was shocked to realize that he had lost control.

He is not overly obsessed with human blood. Unlike those young wild boys who have no self-control over human blood, he has almost no desire for human blood except for daily consumption.

But she is indeed an exception.

Morgas Disch looked deeply and left the basement with the girl who fainted from excessive blood loss in his arms.