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Jiangcheng, in an exquisite three-story building.

The bright moonlight fell on the open window sill, the floor-to-ceiling window screen was curled up by the breeze, and some ambiguous light suddenly poured out in the room.

A man's gasp and creaking sound also came out with him.

Looking in through the gaps in the window screens, I saw a luxurious large bed. The man on the bed held his head up, panting heavily, and pressed his body on a pillow.

The man was sweating like rain, but his eyes were fixed on a figure standing by the bed.

This is a girl.

The girl is like a character from a cult movie, all in black, motionless.

She has long, jet-black hair, cascading down her thin shoulders, and she has delicate and pale skin, pale to a bit sickly, and with an indescribable mysterious halo, hazy, dangerous and deadly.

Her gaze exchanged with the man, like a snake, exuding a strange halo.

"what!"

The moment the man's movements were stiff, the girl moved, a finger touched his neck like lightning, and precisely touched a hot aorta.

The paralysis took effect immediately, and a pair of chilly fangs bite up.

Zi~~

It's delicious.

The boiling blood, the boiling life, the boiling desire, the boiling emotion, the boiling... everything.

The girl was drunk and sucked a little more accidentally.

The man was forced to be at the peak, but those things that supported the peak were drawn in large quantities by a pair of fangs.

Always draw.

At the end of the drawing, he was "hanging", pale and dim.

"bad!"

Dialect woke up from the drunkenness, and what was bitten by his fangs was already a cold corpse!

"What can I do, it will be terrible if it is discovered!"

The corpse fell softly, and the dialect paced the room anxiously.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk", a knock on the door sounded.

Dialect gritted his teeth, grabbed the corpse and put it on his back. His figure flashed, and he rushed to the roof, his legs bent slightly, and after a slight accumulating action, he swished into the night outside the window.

This is the first time! ?

In the process of galloping, the dialect was anxious and annoying.

Why can't I control this degree well?

If the castle knows...

The dialect shuddered.

Let's get rid of it!

She thought helplessly.

Fortunately, some investigation and screening were carried out beforehand, and this kind of man would die!

If you think about it this way, dialects feel better.

In the process of galloping, she discerned the direction, avoided the "thunder spot" stepped on beforehand, and quietly went to a remote place.

When he was about to arrive, a patrol team suddenly appeared in the distance.

The dialect was shocked, and quickly flashed into a wooden building hidden under the shade of the trees, holding his breath, and staring in the dark.

The night watchman of the patrol squad stopped at the entrance of the street, and the people behind him immediately became alert as soon as he raised his arm.

The night watchman sniffed like a hunting dog, his eyes glowed, and he scanned the surroundings.

In the darkness, the dialect frightened the souls of the dead, and had to retreat at the risk of being discovered.

One step, two steps, every step is careful, every step dare not make any movement.

"team leader!?"

After a long time not finding it, a man in black on the patrol team asked.

"It's okay, let's go!"

The night watchman found nothing, contacted the guard, and continued to patrol.

When they disappeared, Fang Yuan felt her heart fall. Although she couldn't breathe, she patted her chest and exhaled.

It was not a corpse, but a time bomb.

She didn't dare to delay any longer, and ran towards her dead-throwing point with all her strength.

When I arrived at the place, I found that this was an abandoned water tower.

The water tower has collapsed, and the interior is full of weeds and ruins.

Fang Yuan found a dark manhole cover in the ruins. After opening it, a strong dampness and stench rushed toward his face.

She hurriedly carried the corpse and climbed down the rusty escalator.

"Is it you, dialect!?"

The whole body froze with the dialect scare, and he settled on the escalator for a long time before saying: "Who!?"

"it's me!"

A candlelight lit up below, and a similarly dressed girl poked out her head timidly.

Dialect squinted to see her clearly, and relaxed, "It's Yuanyuan!?"

"Well, come down quickly!"

After landing, Dialect smiled embarrassedly and threw the body aside.

"You missed it too!?" Yuanyuan asked while looking at the corpse.

"Aren't you, or what are you doing here?", the dialect said angrily, "Hurry up and help me!"

"Oh!"

Two young girls, in such an environment, moved the corpse of an adult man, and the candlelight was like a ghost fire. The picture was really terrifying and strange.

Abandoned water towers, abandoned underground parts, abandoned equipment decayed into red, green and green ruins. A dozen carrion corpses in the ruins ushered in "fresh" companions, stacked on top of each other.

After counting the dialects, she turned around and stared at Yuanyuan, and said, "Why are there so many, how many times have you fallen!?"

Ai Ai bowed her head in the round period, and twitched her fingers awkwardly.

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes, "Are they all bad guys?"

Yuanyuan hurriedly raised her head, and the little chicken clicked like rice.

"I lost to you, be careful next time!"

"Oh!" Yuanyuan laughed, stepped forward and took Fangyuan's arm, and smiled: "Sister Dialect~lightnovelpub.net~ There is still time, let's go shopping!"

"You want to go there?"

The two girls cuddled together affectionately and returned to the ground as if they had just finished school.

"There is a new night market in the city gate building. There is a Mala Tang restaurant that is said to be delicious. It uses all non-mutated ingredients. Let's try it!?"

A trace of sadness flashed in the dialect's eyes, and he smiled forcefully: "Okay, let's try it, and see if it tastes authentic or not."

"Ok!"

The two young girls were happily preparing to go to the night market, but they were stopped before they had walked far.

The night watch team emerged from four directions and surrounded the two of them at the entrance.

"Sister Dialect, what should I do!?"

The dialect was also panicked. The four sequencers were also blocked by the military and police, and the two had fallen into a trap.

Seeing that the encircling circle shrinks, the sequencer is already approaching...

"Two fools, don't run away!"

A voice exploded in the dialect consciousness, allowing her to overcome her fear, as if she was awake in the dream, she pulled up Yuanyuan and rushed towards a sequencer in the north direction.

"stop!"

The night watchman sternly warned.

While galloping, the dialect gritted his teeth and threw Yuanyuan at the intercepted sequencer.

"Sister Dialect!"

Yuanyuan screamed.

The dialect gave a muffled roar, aroused his strength, exposed his fangs, arched his body, flashed, and rushed into the attack range of the sequencer.

The one who stood in front of him was a seeder.

A large number of green rhizomes blocked the front, shooting out spiky canes like a living thing, like a dialect shot.

The road ahead was completely blocked, and the young vampire, who was fighting for the first time, didn't know how to dodge, and bumped into it.

Puff puff!

boom!

"what!"

"Sister Dialect!!"

"Fuck, you'll be desperate as soon as you come up!", the seeder exclaimed and dodged.