They all love me after wearing them back

Walking into the underground storage room, because there is no light, the surroundings are pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

Lin Huairan's eyes turned into vertical ones, his night vision ability was turned on, and he walked in slowly. The wolf howl resounded in his ears, which seemed to carry a little pain and unwillingness, which was very different from the sound of ordinary wolf howls. .

With night vision turned on, Lin Huairan could clearly see the scene in the room. After he took a few steps with his long legs, his black eyes suddenly met a pair of dark green eyes.

How to describe this pair of eyes?

It is like a black vortex in the center of a deep green spring, with a magical power that seduces you to sink.

It also looked like the eyes of a proud wolf king above the snowy land.

Proud, powerful, making people tremble unconsciously.

Lin Huairan was in a daze for a moment, then returned to his original state, met that gaze again, and found that the power he had just seen was in vain, what appeared in those eyes was first shock, then fear and rejection.

As the distance got closer, Lin Huairan gradually saw his appearance clearly.

He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with dark red blood stains on his light gray hair, wearing tattered clothes, and basically had scars on his limbs.

Some of the injuries were still oozing blood, which showed that the injuries were not long ago.

This boy was supposed to be the most youthful and splendid age, but this boy was vigilant all over. After seeing Lin Huairan's clean and refreshing attire, his eyes unconsciously showed a trace of yearning and envy.

But the constant triggering pain made him face everything in the world with the most defensive attitude.

His limbs were bound in chains, and only his mouth could continue to roar in protest.

After seeing the boy's pair of wolf ears and a wolf tail, Lin Huairan finally confirmed the identity of the boy in front of him.

——Werewolf, still a werewolf in juvenile stage.

He can only drive away self-righteous "enemies" with his teeth and claws, and is imprisoned, losing the speed that the werewolves are proud of.

Lin Huairan was a little confused for a moment, why is there a werewolf locked up in this tavern?

Moreover, this werewolf was still covered in wounds. Although he still had the strength to roar at himself, it was only the end of his strength.

Lin Huairan believed that if he did not receive timely medical treatment, this little werewolf would never survive a day.

He... Do you want to save him?

[System: Of course we must save it!Host, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! 】

【Lin Huairan: Get out, he's not human either. 】

[System: It's Roar... He's a werewolf, he's not human in essence, he's an orc at most.But the host is still saved. Do you still remember the character who worked for the Samuel family in the original plot and contributed the most in the final battle with the Hitt family? 】

[Lin Huairan: ...? 】

[System: It's him!Here I suggest that the host should save it, and convert the enemy into a teammate or something, don't be too cool and easy! 】

Lin Huairan wanted to say a few more words to the system, but found that it was hurriedly offline.

Looking at the seriously injured little werewolf in front of him, Lin Huairan fell into deep thought.

According to the background of this world, vampires and werewolves are completely hostile forces that have been fighting each other for centuries.

If people know that he, a blood prince, saved a werewolf...

That's okay, anyway, the group of blood races can't do anything about him.

Lin Huairan also wanted to save the little werewolf, but he was still very puzzled about his origin.

Just because he was locked up in such a tavern, it is worth thinking carefully.

"Ouch..."

I don't know what happened, but the little werewolf suddenly wailed, his whole body seemed to be convulsed by pain, he lowered his head firmly, and began to struggle, his eyes gradually filled with tears, which flowed down his cheeks, washing out a white streak the lines.

Beneath the dirt is a warm white complexion.

The movement of the little werewolf successfully brought Lin Huairan back from his thoughts. He walked forward quickly, supported the boy's shoulder with one hand, raised his head heavily with his right hand, and began to help him check the situation.

But the boy didn't want to cooperate, when Lin Huairan's hand reached his eyes, he didn't know what bad picture came to his mind, and suddenly wanted to bite Lin Huairan's hand.

Lin Huairan pinched his cheek mercilessly, and said coldly: "If you drink my blood, you will die faster than now."

I don't know if he understood the word "death", or if the coldness in the man's eyes frightened him.

The little werewolf suddenly became quiet, but his dark green eyes were still fixed on Lin Huairan, and he clenched his fists, obviously extremely nervous.

Seeing that he was well-behaved, Lin Huairan checked him quickly and found that his condition was really not optimistic.

"Did someone hurt you with silverware?"

The boy paused, nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, they used silver forks across my body..."

Damn!

Silverware can be fatal to vampires and werewolves, Lin Huairan doesn't know how long it has been since he was scratched by silverware last time.

Obviously, if this continues, the little werewolf will soon die!

It is obviously too late to find a wizard who can heal now.

"You're dying."

The little werewolf trembled even more when he heard these words. Although he had thought that such a day would come to him, he did not expect it to come so soon.

Even after receiving his own bad news, the boy didn't choose to cry out loud, but wept silently, his head was barely lifted by Lin Huairan's hand, and he looked at the man with unwillingness and fear in his eyes.

He... doesn't want to die yet.

After admiring the boy's expressions, Lin Huairan's eyes darkened, as if he had made some difficult decision, and whispered: "If you are willing to give up half of your werewolf blood, then I can save you."

Hearing this sentence, Gnavok stared sharply, and stretched out his chained hands, but because the chain was too short, he couldn't touch Lin Huairan.

The bony hands kept scratching, like a drowning man trying to grab the floating plank at last.

Lin Huairan didn't want to respond at first, but when he found that the boy's hands were swinging more and more and the sound of the chains getting louder, he wanted to prevent his bones from shifting, causing more injuries.

Lin Huairan stretched out his empty left hand to shake it.

Only when his hands were clasped together, Lin Huairan could truly feel that this little werewolf was far from being as calm as he appeared on the surface. His hands were shaking constantly. Although the palms were hot, there was a slight dampness, and there was a slight wetness between the fingers. Bloody.

"Give up half of your werewolf blood..."

Gener swallowed a broken sob, his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking...

Think about whether he should give up his dignity as a werewolf in order to survive.

The boy closed his eyes, and the tears that had been condensed dripped down his cheeks again.

The beating and scolding of the same kind, the disgusting glances of the so-called parents, the merciless abandonment, the disgusting face holding gold coins.

Now when he recalled it suddenly, Gener discovered that he had never had a happy scene in his memory.

What did being a werewolf bring him?

Only the eyes and disgust of others, and even the deep fear of others towards oneself.

It seemed that this identity brought him only pain, without... a sliver of sweetness.

Now that he was going to die, he would exchange half of his blood for the chance of surviving.

he……

will do.

"If your lord can really save me, then I am willing to give up this lowly werewolf blood."

Gener opened his eyes again, and subconsciously tightened his hands, waiting for the man's answer.

He heard the man's slightly joking voice...

"I am a vampire, and I am the lifelong enemy of your werewolf clan. Would you rather keep the other half of your blood belonging to the vampire?"

Gener was silent. He knew that the man in front of him must be special, but he never thought that he was a vampire.

Oh, no... He should have noticed after seeing those vertical eyes.

But he has no way out now, he either lives with the blood of the other half of the vampire, or dies.

"As long as I can survive, I can accept it."

He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes burst out with a strong desire to survive, as if it would burn the person who looked at him.

Worthy of being a real little wolf cub.

"Okay, but we need to make a contract. A blood contract made with my blood. From now on, you must obey my will, and I will be your master. If you violate my will, then you will explode And die, there is no chance of reincarnation."

"Do you want to?"

do i want to

Gener asked back in his heart, and after careful study, he was surprised to find that he didn't repel him at all, but instead felt a sense of excitement because of what the man said.

It's so weird.

Seeing that the boy was silent again, Lin Huairan pinched his chin with his hands, forcing him to look up, and said with a smile, "You don't have time to waste on yourself."

Gener ran into those black eyes unpreparedly. The pure black color made him lose himself for a moment, and jumped into the trap set by the hunter for him.

How did he respond afterwards?

He says--

"it is good."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lin Huairan nodded, and took the initiative to cut his wrist, pry open Gener's mouth, and feed him his own blood.

Seeing Gener's face turn blue from drinking his own blood, Lin Huairan withdrew his hand, and gently waved his left hand on his right wrist, and the wound disappeared instantly.

Lin Huairan stretched out his hands, made a red mark, and hit Gener's chest. A dark red magical energy lingered between the two of them.

puff--

The little werewolf spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and fell into a weak state. A coquettish manjusawa flower bloomed on his chest hidden under the white shirt.

—This is his master's favorite flower.

With a wave of Lin Huairan's hand, he cut off the chain with ease, and embraced Gener, whose eyes were battering, into his arms. The man heaved a sigh of relief when he found that the wound on his body healed extremely quickly.

It seemed that the blood contract was a success.

Feeling the vitality emerging from his body, Gener said softly: "Thank... thank you, I will abide by the blood contract and use my life..."

"I serve you as master."