The whole world wants to kill me

Blood clan banquets, magnificent palaces, and elegant nobles coming and going.

All kinds of handsome men and beauties wear dark gold badges on their chests, representing the power to shake one side.Dazzling even more in the dim light, they smiled amusedly.

The darlings in the dark night are waiting for the boy behind Ji Yin to come out.

Like the epiphyllum in the middle of the night, it blooms stunningly and bewitchingly beautiful.

Yu Ye was startled, hesitated slightly, and immediately walked towards Ji Yin.

This beautiful and ferocious beast temporarily retracts its claws, there are some things that cannot be revealed prematurely.

He is very clear and understands how to stay by Ji Yin's side without annoying him at the same time.

"He is your new food." Yu Ye's eyes were very bright, he glanced at Fu Jiang, and asked Ji Yin as if he didn't care.

Ji Yin replied: "He is the king's male companion."

Yu Ye's bright eyes were somewhat surprised by Ji Yin's explanation of Fu Jiang's identity. He looked at Ji Yin and then at Fu Jiang, sniffing lightly with the tip of his nose.

Fu Jiang's body doesn't smell like Ji Yin.

Yu Ye smiled: "Can the prince's next dance partner be Yu Ye?"

Ji Yin lowered his voice: "You are ordering me."

How could it be an order, the other party would not know what he wanted.

Yu Ye gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face twitched invisibly.

The only thing he can bear is the indifference of the person in front of him. Any word is enough to make him wander between heaven and hell.

Ji Yin ignored it.

Fu Jiang didn't speak, and quietly bent his eyes, pursing the corners of his mouth to outline a curve that seemed to be in full bloom.

Yu Ye held back.

Banquet music sounded.

The nobles watching the theater had nothing to watch, so they stepped onto the dance floor one after another, leaving a blank space in the center.

A pale, almost transparent hand stretched out in front of Fu Jiang, inviting him to enter the center of the dance floor.

Fu Jiang hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile that was not a smile, and a deep look flashed across his eyes, and he put his palm in the opponent's hand.

"How about we make a bet?" Fu Jiang stared at Ji Yin's handsome face, and slowly approached, raising his slender eyebrows.

The warm and soft lips brushed against the tips of his ears, and Ji Yin's bottomless blood eyes, as if sucking people in, quietly looked at Fu Jiang.

The dance steps under her feet were not chaotic at all, Ji Yin frowned impatiently.

Fu Jiang sneered: "The Ye family's guardian formation is a bet. If you win against me, I will tell you the location of the guardian formation. If you lose, the secret will rot in the grave with me."

The dark light shone ambiguously on the two of them. Fu Jiang leaned against Ji Yin, his leaning body had an extremely beautiful arc.

Ji Yin looked at Fu Jiang quietly.

He won and found the Ye family's guardian formation, and the exorcist family will never recover from a setback, eliminating a great enemy of the blood clan in the world.

He lost and had nothing to lose.

There is no harm in this bet.

"Bet..." Fu Jiang paused, raised his graceful neck, his lips and teeth blurred the remaining words, and hugged him tightly: "A bet that seems ridiculous to you."

After the banquet, the bet began.

Fu Jiang smiled without saying a word.

The ending he imagined was not funny at all, just the opposite of the beginning.

Ji Yin watched calmly.

***

Yu Ye happened to see this scene.

With a cold face, he wanted to throw away all the elegant education he had received since he was a child, and stepped forward to overturn the boy to the ground, trampling hard into the dirt.

Every inch of that body was rotten, mixed with filthy soil and never reborn.

Once the dance party is over, the humble human race should return to the dust and walk on the road to hell paved by the anger in his heart.

Beside Fei Yingxue stood a curly-haired man who was as cute as an angel.

The field of view on the second floor is excellent, and the blood race has a wide range of vision, and can concentrate on seeing subtle places clearly.

The blood-colored eyes of the man with the appearance of an angel showed the mischievousness of a little devil, and he watched with interest the changing expressions of several people.

Luther and Scarlet Snow were watching from the sidelines.

Fei Yingxue asked the man beside her: "Who is he? Someone with special meaning."

Luther protracted the ending, and seemed to be reluctant to answer: "It tastes the best, so it is the longest-living food, and it is indeed quite special."

Fei Yingxue thought about Luther's answer.

"The food this time made most of the clan panic," she said.

Luther supported his chin with one hand and the railing with the other.

All the guests present would inadvertently linger on that boy.

Luther raised the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Why is he not?

Luther grasped the railing hard, and pinched it into marks. The strength he used was as deep as the impression left by that person, and he had an impulse that would shock the soul.

Should he persuade the master to try fresh blood?

Just take pity on Fu Jiang and end this period of torture as soon as possible.

In fact, he was pitying himself.

The longer he deceived himself, the longer he forgot his true thoughts.

***

Pulling on the collar with one hand, he easily tore open the neckline, and the silver metallic button on the neckline jumped open.

The button rolled off, turned several times, and landed at the foot of the bed.

"Ji Yin, the dance is over."

The boy's voice was a little weak, and the exposed white wrist was covered with hideous wounds.

There was no panic in his eyes, Ji Yin's fangs pierced into a tiny blood vessel, causing numbness and itching mixed with subtle pain.

The silent sound of the heart, the dull beating of the bell hit the depths of my mind, echoing constantly, and merged with the sound of sucking in my ears.

His mind became clearer, his fingers rested on the other's back coldly.

"Your bet, say."

Satisfied, Ji Yin brought up the bet after the banquet.

"Bet that you will fall in love with me within a day." Fu Jiang blinked his closed eyes in a trance, and it took a while to wake up. The words were weak, but the tone was firm and hard to forget. .

Ji Yin has been drinking recklessly recently, and he wants to drain the opponent's vitality within ten days.

Fu Jiang's face was sickly pale, weak and almost transparent.

Time is urgent, and more than half of the one-month survival time has passed.

He knew that no matter how he tried, Ji Yin would definitely kill him.

The body is groggy, but the consciousness in the mind is extremely clear.

Fu Jiangdao: "On this day, I want absolute fairness."

Ji Yin quickly agreed: "Okay."

Fu Jiang asked back: "Aren't you worried about losing the bet?"

Ji Yin looked at Fu Jiang, and was only interested in observing and feeding Fu Jiang, and his hidden killing intent never diminished.

He has no heart and no love.

"I want fairness. You must have a heart in your chest within one day of the bet, no matter who it is."

Fu Jiang is familiar with the plot, so he naturally knows Ji Yin's thoughts. The other party is ruthless in his bones. He kept him for so long because his performance aroused the other party's interest.

Ji Yin's only weakness is his heart. He sealed his heart in the lake of life in the forbidden area, and a steady stream of vitality and strength flowed into his body.

He is the only blood clan who has passed many tests in the forbidden area.

It is impossible for him to take a huge risk to take out his heart, and it is very possible to borrow someone else's heart.

This person should be Luther.

Luther and Ji Yin have a master-slave contract, two people who share their lives, Luther can still live even if he loses his heart.

Fu Jiang raised the corners of his lips: "I'm looking forward to your choice."

Your choice has already been lost.

He was plotting against Ji Yin, taking advantage of Luther's hidden love for him.

***

Fu Jiang lay weakly on the bed.

There is only one day left, the deadline for the death avoidance system to remind.

Ji Yin replaced Luther's heart, and the beating rhythm of the heart became more and more uncontrollable as he approached the room.

He was a little at a loss for such a change, and reached out to stroke his chest.

As soon as he approached the house full of Fu Jiang's atmosphere, Ji Yin was slightly taken aback, paused for a few seconds, and put his hand on his chest back to his leg.

He looked at Fu Jiang's pale face, and he rarely showed apology and hesitation on his face that had always been wanton and proud.

"I'm sorry." It was an apology that even Ji Yin didn't expect.

Fu Jiang got up and hugged his waist.

Unlike the previous few times when he didn't feel anything, Ji Yin was a little uncomfortable, his body was slightly stiff, and he was about to push Fu Jiang away, but he was called out by the other party's pleading voice.

"Don't push me away." Fu Jiang's voice was gentle, as if the moonlight streaming in front of the window was soft and soft.

Ji Yin touched Fu Jiang's face with a cool hand, and finally hummed softly.

Ji Yin's hand paused.

The arm frozen in mid-air stayed for a second or two, but it was so long.

Longer than any year in his life.

Fu Jiang hugged Ji Yin's waist tightly, put his arms around the man's neck, pressed him to himself, put his head close together, his warm and moist tongue writhed and intertwined in the other's mouth.

After a long time, the corners of their mouths intertwined with beautiful silver threads.

The hair on the forehead covered Fu Jiang's dark eyes.

He looked up at the man who was addicted to kissing, his eyes were misty, and he pressed down on the man, deepening the collision of cool lips again.

"You love me, right?" Fu Jiang asked Ji Yin.

Ji Yin took a deep breath, and a voice asked himself, madness in the depression.

Do you love him?

love?

For a moment, Ji Yin forgot that this heart does not belong to him now, and all his hearts were answering the same words.

"I love you." Ji Yin tried his best to raise his head, stared at Fu Jiang, took a breath and tried his best to speak a complete sentence.

He loves him.

Always loved him.

Start by loving him.

If you love it, it won't change.

Ji Yin's beating heart frantically expressed his suppressed emotions, and once released, the emotions surged.

It's like a tornado sweeping huge waves covering the sky and covering the sky, even stronger than Ji Yin can't control it.

Fu Jiang smiled softly, without a trace of sincerity.

Very well, he was right.

11. Extra Story [-]

I haven't had a good day since the day I was born.

Because I was selected as the familiar of His Royal Highness, the requirements for me are very strict.Not only do you need to be proficient in all aspects, but you must also be proficient in many miscellaneous unpopular knowledge.

That's right, as a familiar's mission, it's probably to serve the blood clan all his life like this.

It's really embarrassing for me, a born lazy bone, to be a hard worker.

When I was a little bat, rolling tremblingly and opening my eyes, I was designated by that prince, before I even had time to take a good look at him.

Because my eyes were so sticky, I opened them a moment later, and only saw the back of the future master.

My name is Luther. There are only two possibilities for the familiar to have a name. One is to be named by the master, and the other is to obtain a name by oneself.

I don't understand that master's taste. If he randomly names me something like a flower or grass, then I will walk the world with such a ridiculous name all my life.

After thousands of choices, I chose the name Luther.

So I took aim at a familiar called Luther, who had practiced much longer than me, and became a familiar by the side of a blood-blooded duke, and was deeply favored by that duke.

I still decided to do it, after a fierce battle, I almost died, but fortunately I left with my last breath supporting that tattered body.

It's a pity that I couldn't leave at all. When the duke saw the fallen familiar, his pale face turned green with anger, and he dragged me back forcefully.

In order to obtain a name, I killed a familiar with my own hands, and the familiar was also the lover of this duke.

Faced with the choice of life and death, I reported that I was also a familiar with a background very spinelessly.

The Duke withdrew his sharp blade. Anyway, from the moment I signed the contract, I was the master's familiar, although the master never came to pay attention to me.

My contract with him still exists.

I reported a person's name confidently, and the Duke let me go. The difference in attitude was so great that I thought I had met twins.

Not long after this incident passed, I really saw the proud son of the blood clan.

As the most thoughtful familiar, I was severely beaten by His Highness the Prince.

Why were you beaten? ---Because I'm cheap.

I asked myself why I was so cheap, I stepped forward to hook up with that stunning beauty with long hair, and when I said a word about this beauty, I was beaten directly, and I was punched in the left eye, before I could protect the right eye, both eyes were closed Bad luck.

At that time, the master was still in the growth stage, and the boy who had not yet grown up was too beautiful and delicate, but the aura around him was too strong, so he wouldn't think he was a woman.

I seem to be the only one who mistook him for a woman.

The familiar is the most loyal partner of the blood clan, and of course I am no exception.

The more I get to know my master, the better I treat him.

He is actually a very good blood, but he is not good at expressing it.

The master was just born, and his parents died in the hunt of the demon-killer family, and the blood king at that time adopted him.

As the years grew older, the power he wielded made the entire blood race fearful.

He asked me: "Luther, the person you trust the most has been deceiving you, what will you do?"

I yawned, turned into a bat and hung upside down on the tree in front of the window: "It goes without saying, I don't trust anymore, I completely draw the line with this person I once trusted."

Later I added: "If this man is the master, I'll be a fool."

Don't think about anything, if you cheat, you will be cheated.

A storm was brewing in Master's eyes, he sighed: "What I hate the most is betrayal."

I shrugged my shoulders, saying that it doesn't matter, anyway, the familiar cannot betray the blood clan.

The owner started to get busy, almost every day without seeing him.

Later, I finally understood that the master's sigh was related to a truth.

The king of the blood clan was afraid of the strength of his master's parents. He joined forces with the exorcist's family to kill the previous prince and wife, and then hypocritically took in his master and trained him as his son's lackey.

In that huge rebellion of the blood clan, the king of the blood clan died, and his son succeeded him as the new king.

And my master is the manipulator of this rebellion, and the new king single-handedly supports the superior.

He turned the new king into an obedient plaything. Who knew that the serious and serious king on the surface would be such a man who let himself go in private?

I only listened to the palace secrets told by the servants who served me, and I didn't dare to see the pictures with hot eyes in person.

As the only familiar of the powerful Prince, I live very comfortably.

But I never dare to forget the mission of a familiar, to protect and take care of the master.

I was flying all the way with my seriously injured master on my back, and the pursuers behind me were all of good background.

I didn't dare to face this group of people. First, I had to hurry up and escape, and second, I didn't have the strength to finally rescue the master. I couldn't put him in danger again.

So I ran away as best I could, and took my master out of danger.

Good luck is also a kind of strength. I jumped off the cliff with my master on my back and survived. I searched around for herbs to relieve the poison deep in my master's heart. After several days of care, he regained his new life.

The heart of this fragile vampire is regarded as a weakness by the master.

He sealed his heart in the lake of life in the forbidden area, and a steady stream of vitality and strength flowed into his body.

Later, after sharing weal and woe many times, I signed a master-slave contract with him.

The contract between the vampire and the familiar is very special, they can share life.

He and I are getting stronger and stronger, almost nothing in this world can affect us anymore.

In order to pass the long years, the master began to perform different life performances.

Tens of thousands of years have passed like this.

I met a person who is enough to make the owner's heart flutter, and an old monster like me has been shaken several times.

In the tens of thousands of years of being loyal to my master, the word betrayal came to mind for the first time.

Nothing else, just want to get this person.

He stabbed me and later stabbed the owner.

After he trampled on the sincerity of my master and me, he ran away without a trace.

It was as if this person had never appeared in the whole world.

I can't hate him, and I can't kill him.

I am a familiar who is loyal to my heart.

I can never do anything, that person is the only love I admit.