What if the lord is too popular

Wu Mi believes in pre-emptive strikes, and now Jiulan and Litu come to the door, and he knows who did it without asking.

He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, with a half-smile:

"How does it feel to be crossed and demolished?"

"It's pretty good." Yaozai coughed twice, clutching his chest, "But I'm like this now, so let's not hold you back."

While speaking, he turned into a gust of wind and blew past Li Tu.

The vampire had a smile on his lips, and stood still, waiting for Yaozai to take a step away from the door, when he suddenly bit his index finger and slammed it back!

The blood whip attacked Yaozai's back like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, tearing him apart. At the critical moment—

Yaozai turned his head, smiled at Wu Cang from the air, grasped the whip accurately and leaped.

He soared into the air like a light butterfly, and teleported to Li Tu, remembering Lan Tang's words:

[The real way to kill vampires is to pierce their hearts with special weapons. ]

Yaozai's cuffs flickered coldly, but it was just an ordinary scalpel.

In other words, he couldn't kill Li Tu, nor was he going to do so.

His purpose is to...

Wu Mi didn't know it, but at the right time, his right arm turned into a thorny thorn attack.

Enemy on the back.

Standing in the center of the storm, Li Tu was calm and relaxed, his slightly squinted pupils of different colors burst into a dazzling light.

Yaozai was startled, "Kang Dang—" The chandelier above his head fell heavily, and the vampire's figure suddenly disappeared.

In front of him was Wu Mi's distorted arm, engulfed in murderous intent.

"!"

The strong wind blows Yaoya's long hair, and the wound on his chest is also aching.He was about to barely raise his breath to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Wu Mi's thorny arm turned around and wrapped around his waist to the side.

bang-

A huge dent was made on the floor where Yaozai was originally located, and the splashed glass pierced into his calf, dripping with blood.

Fortunately, there was no serious injury.

"..."

But he didn't expect Wu Mi to extend a helping hand, he pursed his lips and looked through the flying dust, but saw—

Standing behind Wu Mi, Jiulan and Litu smiled provocatively, opened her bloody mouth and bit down fiercely.

"what-"

Accompanied by a cry of pain, Wu Mi struggled hard, but unexpectedly failed to escape.

I saw the vampire's fingers digging into his shoulder, the white teeth turned a terrifying red, and the precious pure blood flowed into the wound on his neck.

"what-"

Wu Mi twisted her body, Mei Hong's vertical pupils stared straight at Yaozai, the menacing thorns turned back to normal, and her fingernails scraped the floor feebly.

Yaozai witnessed the hellish scene in ecstasy.

This is what he wanted...

After a while, Jiulan Litu stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked away the blood on his lips, "Didn't you always want my blood? Why don't you think about defective products that can't even be seen by light, can you bear it?"

Halfway monks, ghosts with incomplete bodies can't be compared with natural purebloods.

Wujing lay on the ground like a doll that had lost its soul, convulsing and howling unceasingly.

"Hmph, it's too much."

Li Tu stepped forward with his long legs, stepped over him and walked towards Yaozai, the pressure was overwhelming, overwhelming.

"Master is defeated, do you still want to fight?"

Yaozai frowned, neither humble nor overbearing, "I also said Mr. Li Tu before, he is not my master."

tap-

The howling and footsteps stopped at the same time, Yaozai subconsciously glanced at the ground, and met Wuyou's lifeless red pupils.

Li Tu smiled inappropriately, why would someone still struggle with this kind of problem when they are about to die?

At this moment, countless ice crystals suddenly appeared, like vines drilled from the ground, tightly wrapped around his ankles.

"...Interesting, so you still have a helper?" Li Tu smoothed the broken hair on his sideburns, and raised his voice, "But... just rely on him, Lan Tangying?"

Before the words fell, there was a "click", and the burst ice was mixed with cold wind, and the whole room was covered in white.

Yaozai raced against time to teleport to Wuyan's side, Dazai's frivolous greetings flashed in his ears:

"Oh, it's our first time meeting, is it Mr. Jiulan Litu?"

He looked around, and saw a piece of pure white bandage detached from Dazai's wrist, fluttering in the wind, while the corner of the wall directly opposite was plain.It's just that in the dark, there seems to be a hot gaze following closely.

Yoya knew that Mori Ogai was standing there, under the "fine snow" of Tanizaki Junichiro, waiting to give Li Tu a fatal blow.

He bent down to pick up the tortured Wu Mi, and left.

Outside the glass room, thunder and lightning flashed.

Yaozai put Wumi aside, and patted his sweaty face, feeling complicated.

"Wake up."

Before he finished speaking, a hand grabbed his throat like lightning.

Wu Mi opened his eyes, his plum-colored pupils brewed torrential rain, "Tell me, did you think I was going to die just now?"

Yaozai was taken aback, he didn't expect that he didn't care about Dazai and Lantang who suddenly appeared, but instead asked such an inexplicable question.

"No." He flatly denied.

"Lie!" Wu Mi clenched her hands panting, "Your eyes can't fool me."

No matter how brief, he would not miss the sympathy in Yoya Yashiki's eyes.

He abhorred sympathy.

He was severely injured in the end, and the wound on his neck didn't even have time to heal.

Wu Mi's intimidation at this moment is more like a bluff.

Yaozai grabbed his hand, "If you want to kill me, why do you need to save me?"

The answer to this question was crucial, and he secretly waited.

"..."

Without words, she gave him a vicious look and let go.

"I will be at a disadvantage for a short time, all because I haven't eaten people recently."

"...What?" Yaozai was astonished, what he said would never be literal.

Wu Mi frowned, and said impatiently: "Don't you understand? The more people I eat, the stronger my ability will be."

He admired Yaozai's pale face and saved some of his sick dignity, so he continued his efforts:

"Ah, you have the blood of me and Jiulan Litu in your body at the same time, maybe I can defeat him by eating you."

This is of course a nasty joke, and it's his display of being sympathetic.

No one will readily agree.

"……it is good."

Yaoza lowered his head and said softly.

"What did you say?"

"I said..." Yaozai pulled off his collar expressionlessly, "If you want to eat, you can eat it."

"..."

Staring at him without misery, a series of low-pitched laughter broke out.

I didn't expect Yoya Miyayashiki to believe it, it's so cute and silly.

The long-standing hole in his heart was miraculously filled, although he won't really eat Yaoya, it's still possible to replenish a little energy.

Moreover, Yiqing.

"Forget it, don't rush this moment. You can suck some blood for me."

"it is good."

[System prompt: Raider role: Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, current favorability: 100%]

Yaozai pursed his lips almost imperceptibly, and pulled the hanging white hair to one side, revealing a fair and slender neck.

Seeing this, Wu Mi rolled his Adam's apple, and actively probed to shorten the distance between the two.

They were like swans, close together, the sound of greedy sucking echoed until—

Yaozai tilted his head, a cold light flashed between his lips, and blood gushed like a spring.

"...You!" Wuyou covered her neck in disbelief, "Do you think you can kill me like this?"

He said menacingly, horrified to see that the wounds that should have healed hadn't shown any signs of healing.

What Li Tu did is vivid.

Could it be that vampire blood was incompatible with him?

damn it!

He saw Yaozai stepping back, panting and threatening: "You are crazy, if I die, you won't be able to live either! Come on, help me stop the bleeding."

"I know, and I'm ready. Yaozai looked at him condescendingly, and smiled slightly: "Then, goodbye forever. "

A flash of light.

Wu Mi screamed and knelt down on the ground, instantly vanishing into ashes.

Where he had been before, all that remained was a blood-stained white suit.

A familiar amber rolled down, and the insects sleeping in the resin could be seen clearly through the fine sunlight.

"..."

It's not that he hasn't had a chance.

The strength in the body flows like fine sand in an hourglass, Yaozai sits leaning against the wall, looks around and sees the sunlight in the room.

"Xiaotong, leave a message for Mori Ogai for me."

He said, slowly closing his eyes...

Outside the window, it was sunny.

The suburban villa is full of joy and worry, two completely different atmospheres.

Tanizaki Junichiro said excitedly: "Thanks to the second when Kuran Litu was frozen, Mr. Mori had the opportunity to send the knife into his chest."

Mori Ogai lowered his head and finished wiping the blood on the knife, and returned it to Lan Tang, who begged for mercy repeatedly:

"Leave me alone, this thing is given by the hunter, the nemesis of our vampires."

He nodded in agreement, put the knife in his pocket, and walked out without saying a word. Osamu Dazai stepped up to keep up, and asked in his mouth:

"Did Yaozai teleportation be discussed with Mr. Mori? Do you know where he is?"

Mori stopped, glanced at Dazai calmly, pursed his lips tightly:

"do not know."

"This……"

An ominous premonition lingered in the hearts of the two, and they looked at each other face to face. Suddenly, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in Mori Ogai's head:

[System prompt: You have received a regular message from Ubuya Shiki Yoya. ]

timing?

He hastily clicked on "View", and then his figure flickered.

The content of the message is very simple, only five short words:

[sorry, see you again. ]

……

Under Lan Tang's memory, they rushed to the glass room.

As soon as you enter the door, the warm sunshine comes, accompanied by the occasional birdsong outside the house, it is as beautiful as a dream.

Mori Ogai saw Yaoya sitting leaning against the wall, his shiny white hair hanging down his shoulders, and a peaceful smile on his lips.

He called out: "Yaozai?"

No one answered.

……

Dazai also called out: "Teacher Yaozai?"

The birds sang happily back.

……

No one has the courage to seek out the cruel truth, not even Ogai Mori, Osamu Dazai, and Hideo Lantang. Even Junichiro Tanizaki has drooping mouth corners and a heavy expression on his face.At last he took a hesitant step.

As a police officer, death should be commonplace.

But death, in fact, no matter how many times you watch it, you can't get used to it.Not to mention that this kind of thing befalls familiar people.

He bent down and pressed Yaozai's neck, the cold skin made his hand jump away like an electric shock.

"..."

Tanizaki looked at the two behind him and did not speak.

Lan Tangying ran up like crazy and hugged Yaozai, "Hey, are you kidding me? You are a vampire, how can you just die!"

He carefully slit his wrist, and brought it close to Yaozai's bluish lips, with a forced pride on his face.

"My young master is a dignified Level B, blood is very precious, I can drink it for you alone, wake up!"

As Lan Tang said, he held onto Yaozai's clothes tightly, lowered his head and wept uncontrollably.

Tanizaki watched this scene, unable to bear it, and unconsciously turned his gaze back to the other person.

He still remembers the way Yashiki Yoya and Mori Ogai clasped their fingers together.

Just as he was thinking, the leader of Mafia at the port suddenly shrugged his shoulders and let out a sneer.

"Ah."

He strode away Lantang, picked up Yaozai and turned to go out, Dazai followed closely behind without hesitation.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

No one answered, only their cloaks were rattling in the draft.

[System prompt: Due to the death of the host, please rush to the fully cultivated high school to help with customs clearance and liquidation. ]

The author has something to say: the next chapter is over, HE!