Dracula kiss

A bad author has something to say: How to write longer and longer, seek to break.

──Put me down, you're sweating.

I'll consider it if you call me brother.

──Brother Yi.You put me here, please leave me alone.

When you stop using honorifics with me, I will do so.

……

As the old patriarch said, after the coldest night has passed, this land will usher in a short period of greenery.

Xiao Zhen stepped on the white snow with a shotgun on his back.

Those blood men who walked in front of him found a big stone pile, sat down and opened the wine bag, chatted and said: "My lord, I must tell you, there is really nothing interesting here--too boring! Besides us, there are those damned Cattle and sheep, nothing else!" He slapped his thigh and yelled vulgarly.

Xiao Zhen didn't follow them to sit down, but went to a slightly higher place and looked into the distance - there was a large snow-capped mountain in the distance, and besides that, there were not many trees. This kind of barren place, perhaps Not even mutants.

"Brother, I think it's not bad here. At least when I thought I was going to die in the desert like this, when God let me open my eyes, I came to heaven."

"Heaven? Haha! Yes, a pile of cow shit! And wine!" They laughed exaggeratedly.

One of the men stood up and walked towards the silent human with a hot drink.

"My lord, do you need some?" The man handed out his wine bag, and he spoke a string of very authentic Pok language as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Xiao Zhen turn to look at him involuntarily.

The blood man smiled at the man, took back the wine handed out, raised his neck and took a big sip, and sat down on the side of the big rock next to the man.

"Are you a soldier?" he asked.Seemingly aware that his words were a bit abrupt, he quickly said: "I don't want to ask anything. It's just..."

He rubbed his nose, trying to show his utmost sincerity: "Oh, I'm Gray, and my hometown is Tonya. I don't think you've ever been to that place, where—"

"I've been." The man said abruptly.This made the blood man stunned.

Xiao Zhen also picked a stone and sat down, her eyes still looking into the distance—there is not even a trace of living things here, "There is a harbor rich in pearls."

"That's right, that's right." As if he had found a bosom friend in a foreign land, the blood race man grinned, and started chatting about his hometown. The man didn't reply, but the other party obviously just wanted to find someone who could complain. object.

He said: "I'm an interpreter in a caravan, and we occasionally go to the city - oh, it's so prosperous there, who can imagine such a place. There are cars everywhere, and there are people in the sky. Things that can fly are called, called..."

"That's an airship," said the man.

"That's right, that's right..." He nodded and touched his nose in embarrassment. It's not a good idea to show off in front of urbanites.

After the blood man said some more words, he gradually became quiet.He seemed to be caught in some unpleasant memories, turned his head to look at the laughing and drinking men behind him, and said in a daze: "My caravan and I were separated in a storm. When I woke up, I Already in this place."

Xiao Zhen's expression did not change.

"Oh, it's not just me that's unlucky, they're the same too." Gray patted his thigh and pointed to the people sitting in the crowd, "The guy who laughed is from Tata, I heard there The blood race is as strong as a cow, and his voice is really loud. Sitting next to him are Conte and Litedo. This guy is from Bilu. Have you heard of this place? I heard that there Cloth is very popular with urban nobles──”

"Hey! Everyone, look there!" Suddenly the man with a loud voice stood up and pointed to a place.

In the snow not far from them, there seemed to be some shadows moving.

These boring old men quickly stood up, God knows they are almost suffocating to death every day!

"Go over and have a look?" Gray also got up and turned to the man excitedly.

Xiao Zhen squinted and looked in that direction, the shadow was moving very fast, maybe it was a wolf.So he stood up.

The speed of the blood race is very fast, which has nothing to do with the size.

Those men rushed to the front, and when they were about to catch up with the prey, they were disappointed to find that it was not a deer or something.

"Oh, god damn it!" A man threw down the shotgun in his hand and wailed exaggeratedly.

It was a young man wrapped in a black robe and overcoat. He was holding some dead wood in his hands, and it seemed that he was going to collect some to go back to make a fire.

The robe was too loose for him, almost covering his face.

"Hey, kid!" The leading man came down from the slope and strode up to the boy.You know, these unscrupulous guys are always looking for something to laugh at.

The boy didn't look up, he was like a sculpture, quietly and motionless.

When the man approached, he smelled a smell of blood. He wrinkled his rosacea and murmured: "What kind of smell is this? It's blood..."

When he leaned closer to smell it, he saw the boy's exposed palm holding the dead wood.

Those hands were as white as the snow on the ground.

Moreover, he found that there seemed to be another smell emanating from this young man... a charming and sweet smell...

The man swallowed unconsciously, and he approached quietly, reaching out to lift up the robe that covered the boy's face.

However, at that moment, he stopped moving.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot.

These guys were taken aback, especially the drunk who wanted to tease the boy.The bullet made a hole in the snow at his feet, but the man seemed to wake up, and stumbled back several times in a comical way, but his eyes were full of horror, as if he was shot by something. Like freaking out.

Everyone else looked up.The shotgun in the black-haired human's hand was still emitting white smoke, and the blood man next to him looked at him with wide eyes in astonishment—this human didn't even aim at it just now, and the shooting was as proficient as eating.

"Stay away from him." He said in an indifferent tone to the men surrounding the boy.

Those people looked at each other for a while, not daring to express their dissatisfaction too clearly.One of them hurried over to pick up the trembling drunk on the ground, pushed and said, "Let's go, let's go..."

Before leaving, the few of them looked at the arrogant human being with unfriendly eyes, and Ge Rui also looked at Xiao Zhen apologetically, and followed them away.

The man slid down the slope neatly and walked up to the boy.

Zero pulled up the hood of his clothes, revealing that face—it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a beauty enough to make a stoic saint lose control.

After the first visual impact, Xiao Zhen has obviously gotten used to it.He always said coldly: "Let's go." Then he went back down the mountain in the direction of the tribe without looking back.

The boy behind him hugged the dead wood and hurriedly followed.

Xiao Zhen stopped after walking for a while, and looked back.

The boy's pace was a little slow, and he followed up with a limp.

The man turned around and strode up to the young man, only then did he notice a little blood stain left on the snow where the young man walked.

Xiao Zhen lowered his body and lifted the robe. He saw a slit on the boy's calf, which was oozing dark blood, as if it had been cut by some sharp object.

When the pair of eyes looked at him with a questioning meaning, Ling lowered his eyes and said in a not very fluent way: "Prick, hook..."

Xiao Zhen understood.He tore off the cloth from the cuff, skillfully wrapped it around the wound, and tied a small knot.

Then, the man turned his back to the boy and said, "Come up."

He maintained this posture for a while before he felt a cold feeling climb over him, a pair of arms gently wrapped around his neck, and the boy's breath came from the back of his neck.

The boy's weight was not as light as his appearance, which reminded Xiao Zhen of a long memory in a trance.

"I have a brother, he is another child of my blood father." He said lightly, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, but simply talking to himself: "Once, in the field training, he hurt the leg."

There was a little smile on Xiao Zhen's face, "He is very proud and stubborn. I told him that if I don't let me carry it, I will carry him back."

Men rarely talk so much.

The young man behind him stood next to him quietly, with his hands tightly wrapped around the man's neck, surrounded by that deep and comfortable voice, he smiled incomparably contentedly.

The fire in the fireplace was flickering, and Zero added more firewood to make the room even warmer.

The man sat on the head of the bed, staring at the fire, as if he was thinking about something...

On the wall, he marked a number with black charcoal to record how long he had been in this place.Ten, fifteen... fifty... He counted silently.

There is no doubt that life here is very easy.

The people in the tribe are friendly and simple, and it is a place where it is easy for people to gradually relax.

In addition, he gradually discovered that he was not the only outsider here.There are also quite a few people lost in the desert. From their conversation today, it is obvious that they do not know the way out.

No one knows.

Xiao Zhen closed his eyes deeply.

Zero lit the incense, and white smoke rose from the small box.He picked up the kerosene lamp and walked silently to the bedside, but at this time, the human beings on the bed had already fallen asleep.

The beautiful black-haired boy hung the kerosene lamp on the head of the bed, stared at the man and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Only at this time can he look at him unscrupulously like this.

Along with the white smoke, the pale hand slid quietly towards the handsome face.

The sound of intertwined cotton wadding rang out in the quiet space. After taking off the rough robe, only a thin gauze was left on the young man's body.

Under the dim light, the charming body like a water snake slowly approached the man, his black hair coiled softly behind him like the most precious silk.

His hands held the man's face as if holding a fragile object, and the tip of his pink tongue lightly tapped those beautiful lips.After cautiously probing, he gradually became bolder, and pressed his cold lips against the source of warmth.

His hands greedily wandered over the man's chest, and his black nails gently circled the equally beautiful skin...

After having tasted enough of the man's mouth, the boy began to go down gradually.He put his ear close to the man's heart.

It was beating vigorously there, what a charming sound it must be...

He had never been so tempted by a man before.

"A Zhen..." He silently whispered in the man's ear and exhaled softly.

Then, he glanced erratically at the bandage on his calf, and under his gaze, the knot untied automatically.

It was as good as ever, with no scars left.

Where Xiao Zhen couldn't see, he used his nails to draw a deep blood mark on his leg without hesitation.

──For what.

──In order to get his pity, just like he did to the boy in his dream...

What kind of dream will Ah Zhen have tonight?

After kissing the man's forehead, he closed his eyes and pressed against his forehead, quietly watching everything about this man...

Suddenly, those golden eyes opened wide.

His expression no longer had the tenderness and sweetness just now, but a strange sternness.He mechanically sat up from the bed, got down, and walked towards the window with a pause.

boom!The strong wind blew the windows open, and the curtains opened wantonly, making a loud rattling sound.

The blowing cold wind ruffled his hair, he raised his head again, his face was ferocious, his golden pupils had turned into bloodthirsty dark red!

He slammed heavily on the window lattice, raised his neck and opened his mouth, and let out an extremely sharp cry────

Yay────

────! !

The blond-haired boy suddenly turned his head, not just him, his golden eyes opened wide when he heard the call.

Slowly he put down what he was doing and took a step or two stiffly on his legs.

The old patriarch's room was still filled with the scent of Russell grass, a withered hand was hanging on the edge of the bed, and the smoking gun that was forgotten under the bed was already covered with a layer of ash...

A few drunken people were walking staggeringly in the mountains.

"Beauty! Wine! Where the hell are these!"

The person next to him hooked the big man with his arm, and shouted: "Okay, friend, let's go, it will be dawn if you drag it on, don't you want to enjoy a sunbath──"

"Hey, Lucas, why don't you make a sound at all, did the shot just now scare you silly? Haha!! Brainless guy!"

Lucas was walking behind them, the horror on his face hadn't faded, he had been looking back like a frightened bird since just now.

"Hey, Lucas—" Gray stopped, and he found Lucas stopped.

Lucas was staring blankly in one direction, but Gray called out twice, and followed his gaze to look in that direction.

Not far from them, a blond boy stood quietly.

"There—" Gray called out, "It's Lean!"

The others all looked at the young man, and the big man laughed again: "Hey! The beauty is here!" As he said that, he was about to pass.

Gray quickly grabbed him, "Don't be unreasonable, he is the adopted son of the patriarch!"

"Don't hold me back, kid! Adopted son? You're just a whore!" He laughed and wanted to go forward, but at this moment, Lucas, who was walking behind, suddenly screamed and went in the opposite direction like crazy Staggered away.

"Lucas! Lucas!"

"Is he crazy? What's the matter..."

When they turned back in murmurs, everyone froze abruptly.

I saw that the blond boy walked towards them step by step with a smile on his face, but his outstanding face seemed to be boiling with bubbles, making a sizzling sound, his smile was getting bigger and bigger, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning When it reached the ears, the eyes gradually turned dark red...

"Yes, it's Gala!!" One of them reacted first, which made the following people rush to hold the shotgun.

But Lian was faster than them. He landed on all fours and rushed towards them like a beast!

"Let me do it!" The drunk guy yelled, forced himself to calmly aim at the rushing monster, and fired three times accurately!

Bang, bang, bang!

The bullet hit the monster in the head, and he fell straight back.

"...Successful?"

Gray backed away in fear...

No.No.

I saw the boy lying on his back suddenly convulsed all over his body. He opened his mouth and let out a sharp babbling sound, and the bones all over his body made intertwined sounds. Then, they saw a pair of gray bat wings gradually open, and the boy Gradually getting up from the ground, his cheeks sunken in, his dark red beast eyes stared at them, and he made a ferocious hissing sound...

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

The screams crossed the sky.

In the snow, Lucas was still struggling to move forward.He didn't dare to look back, and ran like a headless chicken.

He was shuttling through the barren forest, and suddenly, his feet slipped and he rolled down the slope.

The blood clan man hugged his head tightly and closed his eyes, waiting until the endless screams ended...

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.

There was silence all around.

Lucas raised his head in confusion, is it over...

He tried to get up, but when he moved his body, he saw stains on his palm.It was dark, viscous dirt, and exuded an extremely strong smell.

He struggled to move, but felt something.

He paused and looked back abruptly.

──He paused.

Behind him is a place like a swamp.Sticky wet tumors are hanging on the dead wood, and they are breathing like life.

And in that dark red swamp, there were corpses that had been unloaded into chunks, and the one closest to him was a head that had been unloaded, the skin of which seemed to be severely torn by some sharp weapon, but Lucas was stunned to see that this head belonged to the adopted son of the chief of the tribe...

At this moment, one of the eggs began to stir, it wobbled, and fell from the tree into the swamp.It made a disgusting sound as it broke out of the cocoon, and then a pale little monster slowly crawled out...

"No, don't come here..." When those red eyes looked at him, the poor vampire backed away in fear.

"No...ahhhhhh!!!"

The blood man was running desperately. He rolled a few times on the ground, struggled to get up again, and didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The surrounding wind was getting stronger and stronger, cutting his skin like a blade.

Finally, he tripped over something and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hmm..." He gritted his teeth in pain, trying to get up again, but he saw a black robe in front of him.

He began to tremble, and felt a force that forced him to raise his head...

In the operating room, an ancient file was dug out again.

The blood doctor moved the screen and moved it to the face of the stern general.

Xiao Tian gave the doctor a cold look, and then went to look at the information on the file.

"This is..." Xiao Tian frowned.

"2145, which is the last century of the earth──" The doctor turned around and continued: "The monarch of the Mesopotamia, the king of Mesopotamia."

Xiao Tian fell silent. He looked at a gray-white winged beast in that photo—he dared to say that he had never seen a mutant with this appearance, and he could still see some traces of facial features in its appearance. It tends to be more humanoid than ordinary mutants, but it is also more terrifying and weird because of it, especially those bright golden pupils, which make people feel a chill without coming.

"He is very good at digging holes and likes to hide underground. Among the five doomsmen, he appeared the latest and should be the youngest, but he brought the most lethal and cunning damage. He He likes to create illusions to confuse his prey, and it is said that he can call the wind and rain, and the whole nature is like his playground." The doctor said as if he had a lot of experience: "I forgot to mention one thing, B-level and above Mutants have the ability to transform into humans, and among the five SS-level monsters that appeared, according to the records..."

The blood doctor suddenly smiled narrowly, "His beauty is enough to destroy the world."

"That's why—" the doctor looked at the monster on the screen who seemed to be staring at him, "he was given a very suitable title..."

The palm of the black-haired boy was pressed on the top of the blood man's head, and the sharp nails were embedded in his head. The devilish beauty was extremely pale, and the light blue blood vessels were faintly visible. His dark red pupils were glaring at this guy...

"My lord, in fact, we have been exploring the way all this time. With your help, I think we will be able to get out of here faster. 』

"After all, who knows when the snow here will stop, we have been here for more than half a year.By the way, don’t you think that tribe is a bit strange recently...』

Blood flowed from his head, the man gradually rolled up the whites of his eyes, and his body trembled and twitched.

The boy in front of him made a voice, it was an extremely low, rough double voice, like the voice of a demon from hell──

"No one can take him away."

"No one can! No one can—!"

──Azhen is mine! !

Amidst the roars one after another, the pieces of meat were scattered in all directions.

Dr. Augustus narrowed his eyes, his voice echoing in the operating room.

"The 'queen' of the night──Lilith."