He sucked at the wound on my arm.
I immediately picked myself up and pushed him. The thought in his mind was that he had killed his grandmother, with hatred in his eyes.
Maybe he saw the emotion in my eyes.
"you hate me?"
"Yes! Did you kill my grandma?"
He made no excuse and sneered at my words.
"So what if it is? So what if it's not? What can you do to me?"
His voice was cold and contained no emotion, and the way he looked at me was like looking at a poor ant.
My hands clenched tightly, and the amulet around my neck became hot again. It made me more awake, and I remembered another use of this amulet that my cousin told me.
A drop of my blood on the amulet will kill him.
My hand immediately caught the hot amulet, tore it off, dripped the blood from my arm, and threw the amulet at him.
I thought that his movements were very coherent, there was no delay, and ordinary people would not have time to react, but I forgot that he was not an ordinary person at all.
He grabbed my wrist accurately, and the charm was still in my hand.
There is a hint of embarrassment in this scene.
"Woman, do you want to use this piece of paper to hurt me? You are so naive, and my patience is limited."
At this moment, the charm actually burned in my hand, burning my last hope.
He grabbed my neck and made me feel suffocated.
Those extremely beautiful eyes emitted a dangerous light that made people shudder. My hands were shaking, not just because of the threat, but because he was pressing me down like a mountain, making it impossible for me to breathe.
As long as he thinks and moves his fingers slightly, I will get cold.
The man's wrist was strong, and my body was like a rubber ball and was thrown onto the bed.
"Don't be so self-righteous. I won't kill you now just because you still have value."
He dropped these cold words and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he left, a wrist-thick iron chain appeared around my neck and was tied to the corner of the bed. He trapped me this way.
I don't know what his last sentence meant, but I understand that this is where my nightmare really begins...
It has been a few days since I was kidnapped into this dark dungeon. The man would appear almost every day, and he had no other purpose except to drink my blood.
I don’t know why my blood is so attractive.
I am afraid and hate this man. When will I be strong enough to kill him and avenge my grandmother? This is the only thing left in my mind.
Boom——
It was the sound of leather shoes on the stone road, crisp and rhythmic. I recognized the owner of this sound and knew he was here again.
Sure enough, not long after, the sound stopped suddenly outside the door. Then there was another bang, and the door in front of him was opened.
The chain around my neck made a series of clattering sounds.
His starry eyes still shone with a bone-chilling light, like ice-crusted water in a cold pool.
He walked over without saying anything, and gently tapped the iron ring tied around my neck with his fingertips, then it opened and fell to the ground.
That hand with clear joints came over and clamped my jaw tightly. He lifted me up easily while sitting on the bed.
I stood in front of him. To be honest, I was still slightly timid towards him at this time. This came from the bottom of my heart. But I still stared at him stubbornly.
He didn't speak, lowered his head, and his sharp teeth pierced my neck. It felt like the blood was flowing out continuously, and the body began to become cold and stiff, and life was passing away bit by bit.
"You, just kill me!"
Finally in this dead silence, I broke out. Rather than die in silence like this, it is better to struggle.
Hearing my roar, he stopped sucking and stood up straight, with a trace of bright red hanging on the corner of his lips.
On the contrary, he didn't look embarrassed at all, and actually still had that soul-stirring charm.
"What's so rare about death? It's just another way of living."
"I, I just don't want to live like this in the world. Why don't you give me a happy one. Do it like you killed my grandma."
I glared at him to vent the hatred in my heart.
"Stop struggling. Provoking me will not do you any good."
His words this time were warning, and the sharp teeth seemed to bite my windpipe. I felt the approaching death, and this fear followed me like a shadow. Activate all the cells in my body.
Every cell is telling me that I must live, live...
I don’t want to become a coward. What I fear is not death, but revenge for my grandmother. I am the only one in the world who remembers my grandmother well, so I can’t die now.
"I, I don't dare anymore!" I felt like there was only the last drop of blood left in my body. If I didn't compromise, he would definitely drain this drop of blood away.
After these words came out of my mouth, he really let me go. This was the result he seemed to want. He was satisfied with my "submission".
There was a burning light in those eyes. Is taming me as accomplished as taming a strong horse?
He let go of me, and just now I felt like I was walking through hell.
"Behave, it won't do you any harm!"
Those beautiful star eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous light that shocked my heart and soul.
This time he let me go, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
I only escaped this time, but what about next time?
Except for Xuan Mo, who treats me badly, everyone else here takes good care of me. They give me good food and drink, mainly treating me as a blood bag for their master to enjoy.
I felt very weak, so I lay on the bed and fell asleep.
"Jing Ning, Jing Ning!"
Is someone calling me?
I slowly opened my eyes, and sure enough I saw a familiar face, it was my cousin.
"Why are you here?" I asked hurriedly. Did they even arrest my cousin? I got a little nervous thinking about this.
"Jing Ning, I have a way to rescue you. You have to do what I say..."
My cousin told me a lot, and I didn’t wake up until he told me all this. It turns out that I just had a dream.
Specifically speaking, it was not a dream. I actually held something in my hand. It was the medicine that my cousin gave me in my dream just now. This was simply amazing. I don’t know how my cousin did it. Send this medicine to me through dreams.
He said as long as I take this medicine. If Xuan Mo drinks my blood again, he will become weaker, and I can use this opportunity to escape.
My uncle said that this medicine would not harm me, but would only make Xuan Mo sleep for a while longer, so he could no longer pester me.
And he gave me an inspiration. I stared at the packet of medicine blankly. What I wanted was not just to make Xuan Mo weak, what I wanted was...
