God level hypnotist

Xiao Yu didn't know how to describe the complicated feelings in his heart when he saw the scene in front of him.

Asked Luo Yun along the way, but Luo Yun always seemed hesitant to speak, and his hesitation deepened his uneasiness.

However, none of them could compare to the shock that I saw with my own eyes at this moment.

Meng Heng's clothes were disheveled, his blue hair was untied, and he was a different person from usual, his eyes that were always smiling with a smile were also covered with bloodshot eyes at this time, and there was a faint smell of blood, when he saw him, he ignored him, just Quickly and indifferently looked away, then frantically looking for something with sharp edges within reach.

However, at this time, the room seemed to have been swept away by someone, and there was not even half a porcelain bottle. The young man seemed to have reached the limit of his patience, so he suddenly picked up an Eight Immortals chair that had been moved to the corner, and threw it on the ground frantically. go.

After doing this twice, the Eight Immortals chair broke, and one leg of the chair was broken to pieces, exposing sharp edges and corners.

The boy narrowed his eyes, quickly picked up the broken stick, and was about to scratch it on his arm.

Luo Yun exclaimed "Not good", and rushed over to stop the boy's behavior, but it was already too late.

A cut was made in the fair and delicate skin in the blink of an eye, and a gurgle of blood burst out immediately, slowly flowing down the young man's slender arms.

However, the young man's eyes lit up, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he actually showed a smile.

It was a very evil smile.

His thin lips moved lightly to his arm, and sucked recklessly against the bleeding place.

The blood instantly stained the young man's beautiful thin lips, and even rubbed against his pale and delicate face that had never changed. However, he didn't notice it, and only enjoyed sucking the blood flowing from his arm. .

Those dark eyes were even astonishingly bright.

Xiao Yu felt like a knife was piercing his heart at the moment.Shock, disbelief, heartache... All kinds of complex emotions flooded into his heart, almost overwhelming him, making him unable to move.

Until the boy stopped his movements, picked up the wooden stick that he had dropped on the ground just now, and seemed to want to strike his other arm again.

The heart seemed to be hanging in the throat.

Xiao Yu almost ran up to the young man, grabbed the wooden stick, threw it far away, and hugged the young man tightly into his arms, tightly holding the hands that were still trying to harm himself, and said in his mouth He asked: "Heng'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this..."

However, during the movements, he couldn't help but lower his strength, for fear of touching the wound on the boy's arm.

The young man didn't react at all, he just looked angrily at the person who blocked him, the madness in his eyes seemed to swallow the young man and himself in the next second.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, but the feeling of suffocation on the chest did not decrease but increased.

He knew now how stupid he was.

Before, he actually wanted to see the young man's angry appearance, but now that he really saw it, it made him deeply understand a fact.

The disappearance of the boy's smile will only make him feel sad, never felt sad.

"What's the matter with him?" Xiao Yu forced himself to suppress the emotions in his heart, and turned his head to ask Luo Yun who had been stunned.

"I don't know either..." Luo Yun opened his mouth, crying faintly: "Since three days ago, something unclean seemed to have entered the house. The first night was okay, the husband only said that he had chased away the monster and reassured me, but... But the next morning, the husband was unconscious, and although he woke up at noon, he became like this It looks like, from yesterday to now, I have smashed seventeen or eight porcelain vases, and when I smashed the porcelain vases, I wanted to scratch myself with the broken porcelain pieces, and even drank my own blood like crazy..."

When Luo Yun said this, he couldn't help crying. He was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he had never seen such a scene before. He had been terrified for two whole days. At this time, he finally saw someone else. Face sobbing.

"Then why didn't you tell me the truth earlier?!" Xiao Yu wished he hadn't been by the boy's side a moment earlier, and couldn't help but question Luo Yun now that he couldn't care less about demeanor.

"Mister didn't allow me to say it..." Luo Yun choked up and said, "Although Mr. has become like this, he is still conscious occasionally. When he heard Mr. Xiao coming, he ordered me to stop him. He must not let Xiao Young master come in..."

Xiao Yu only felt a sharp pain in his heart, bit by bit eating away all his rationality.

He couldn't help but rolled up the young man's sleeves and looked carefully, and he saw that the porcelain-white skin was covered with large and small scars, some of which hadn't healed yet, and there were faint bloodshots.

Xiao Yu closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at the horrific scar again, he leaned the boy's head lightly on his chest, rubbed his chin on top of the boy's head, and kept calling the boy's name.

"Heng'er, Heng'er..."

After calling twice, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, his tone suddenly changed, and changed into another firm color, saying: "If you must do this, drink my blood!"

As soon as the words fell, under the shocked eyes of Li Qing and Luo Yun, the young man quickly picked up the broken chair lying on the side, threw it down vigorously, and then, just like the young man's action just now, took it and broke it in half The sharp wooden stick slashed towards his arm without hesitation.

The burning pain came from the wound all of a sudden, but the young man didn't seem to notice it, he just put his arm close to the young man's lips, and said in a low voice, "Heng'er, drink my blood!"

The boy's struggling movement stopped for a moment, as if he was attracted by the sweet fishy smell, the crazy look in his eyes flashed, and then he lay on the boy's arm like a small beast, facing The place where the blood flowed quickly licked and sucked.

At that time, the room was eerily quiet, only the sound of the boy licking blood could be heard.

The young man in a brocade robe sat on the ground holding the blood-stained boy, and was wrapped around his body by the boy's black ink-stained silk.

It's like a weird picture.

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The two entangled like this, no matter what Li Qing and Luo Yun tried to persuade, the young man remained unmoved.

Time passed extremely slowly, and the young man seemed to slowly regain his sanity until night fell.

The strong smell of fresh blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and even filled his lips and tongue. Meng Heng knew what he had done before without thinking deeply.

He couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were dark.

It's just that in the chaotic memory, it seems that a person broke in, and he was never driven away by himself who lost his mind, but stayed by his side all the time.

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man diagonally above.

The young man looked a little tired. Seeing Meng Heng's gaze, he seemed to be slightly stunned for a moment, and then an irresistible surprise flashed in his eyes. He was about to speak, but he seemed cautious, and he said softly after a while: "Heng'er, you... …Better?"

As if he was choosing his words carefully, the young man's tone was extremely cautious.

Meng Heng didn't answer, just looked at the other party silently, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Although he couldn't remember exactly what he did in that state most of the time, he still had five senses.

Just now, this person was taking his own blood and feeding him.

He turned his head silently, pushed away the shackles on the young man's arms, stood up with some unsteady steps, took two steps forward, turned around again, and stretched out his hand to the young man.

The young man was startled again, and then understood immediately, he hurriedly supported Meng Heng's hand with one hand, pressed the ground with the other, and stood up.Perhaps because of sitting all afternoon, the young man also staggered a little.

Meng Heng watched the young man stand up silently, and was helped by Li Qing to sit on the only remaining chair, Fang asked, "Why did you do this?"

The young man lowered his eyes, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "I can't let you endure torture here alone, so I forced Luo Yun to let me come in to see you..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy: "I was asking why you hurt yourself?"

Meng Heng stepped in front of the young man in two or three steps, lifted the young man's arm, rolled up his sleeves, revealing that horrible bloodstain.

"Why, do you want me to drink your blood?" Meng Heng's questioning voice was rarely concealed with undisguised emotional fluctuations, and his pair of jade-like eyes narrowed slightly, looking straight at the young man.

Xiao Yu met Meng Heng's eyes, frowned slightly, and remained silent. After a long time, he replied without hesitation: "Because I can't bear it."

"I can't bear to see Dr. Meng torture himself like this."

He spoke word by word.

Meng Heng obviously didn't intend to just let the young man go, he leaned closer to the young man, his blood-stained thin lips were dazzlingly red, and said in a cold voice: "Don't you think about it, if I Possessed by some monster, or completely lost sanity, and kill you to drink blood, what should I do?"

"Doctor Meng, how can you talk to the master like this..." Li Qing next to him couldn't see it, and couldn't help shouting at this stubborn and ungrateful young man.

But he heard the young man shout angrily.

"Li Qing, shut up!" The young man yelled, "If you have nothing to do, you can step back, there is no need to say anything here."

Li Qing gritted his teeth, and closed his mouth unwillingly. He glanced at the two of them, and finally retreated silently, walked out of the room, and stood guard a few feet away.

Seeing this, Luo Yun silently stepped aside, not disturbing the conversation between the two.

Only then did Xiao Yu turn his head, looked at the young man, and said solemnly: "If that's the case, I'll be happy with it. As long as I can relieve Doctor Meng's pain, it will be worth it."

After he finished speaking, there was a touch of relaxation in his expression, and even a smile from the heart quietly surfaced on the corner of the young man's mouth.