Chapter 253: Reaper's revenge

"Reaper's revenge."
The man lowered his head and said a few words inexplicably, his eyes were only dim.
Ye Youran was pushed down on the sofa by him. She leaned on her side and looked up at him puzzledly, "What?"
Ling Yue snorted, maybe even he himself thought all this was ridiculous. He took a step forward and ignored Ye Youran behind him, and dropped a faint sentence.
"He said that this tube of virus was specially developed for me, called Death's Revenge... Death? Is it really him? But he is obviously dead, already dead three years ago... How could it be... …"
With a bang.
It wasn't until Ling Yue walked into a room and slammed the door that Ye Youran slowly recovered.
"Who is he who Ling Yue said?" She muttered to herself with her eyes down.
Ye Youran didn't catch up anymore, she understood his personality, maybe even he himself couldn't accept that he was like this now, and the thought of Ye Youran immediately fell into a low mood.
The earl walked up to her and squatted quietly, graceful and proud.
Ye Youran sighed in a low voice, stretched out her hand to rub the earl's cat's head, and walked out of the room holding it. However, the moment she walked out of the room, the man who had been staying in the room suddenly stiffened.
She still left...
Ling Yue's body was leaning against the door, his head hung weakly, and he stared at his hands in a daze. There were still blood stains on his hands, as well as his teeth, his clothes, and the smell of blood all over him...
The corpse outside was already the fifth person to be killed by him. Every time he got sick, he would lose his senses. He had no idea what he was doing. He only knew about hunger and killing.
"Ye Youran..." His eyes were deeply confused, with a hint of helplessness, whispering the name softly.
The corner of his lips curled up with a self-deprecating smile, and the words she had just said echoed in his ears, "Ling Yue, you always keep things in your heart. If you don't tell me, of course I won't know!"
"I want you not to be afraid of me, I want you not to leave me..." The corner of his lips smiled thicker, pale and helpless, "Ye Youran, I really can't say these words... I just A monster..."
...
As soon as Ye Youran got out of the room, the two bodyguards outside the door looked at her vigilantly.
"What do you look at! Haven't you seen a cat?!" Ye Youran made a startling speech when they saw them staring at the Earl in her arms.
"Where did your cat come from? This is a basement. We don't have such a creature here."
Ye Youran stepped forward and asked in an arrogant tone, "You said just now that I will die if I go in. Now this lady is still alive, isn't it? This cat belongs to me! I don't believe you to ask Ling Yue."
Ye Youran snorted coldly, and left without paying attention to them.
The two bodyguards glanced at each other, and at the same time, they looked at the closed door. After thinking for a while, they decided to continue to stand and wait for Ling Yue to come out. After all, both of them had worked under Ling Yue for many years. They can't disobey him even more when they enter, at least Ye Youran, this woman, she is different, the third master has always been special to her.
Ye Youran could see from the reflector on the upper right that the two bodyguards continued to guard the outside, did not dare to break in, and she was immediately relieved.
In fact, she was just betting that these servants would not dare to rush, otherwise they would just go in and see the corpse and discover Ling Yue's current physical condition, then everything would become very complicated.
"Meow……"
Just when Ye Youran brought the earl back to his room, it suddenly jumped onto the table, and a pair of beast pupils stared at her with bright eyes.
Ye Youran is not clear. Therefore, the first thought is that things follow the owner's nature, so it should be hungry. After all, its master, Ye Chihiro, is a rice bucket.
"Don't tell me, you dislike this plate of beef, and Ye Qianxun dare not be picky eaters. I know it's not easy for you to find me, but you have to feed me..."
Ye Youran thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something important, she immediately lifted the earl on the table with both hands and asked nervously, "Quickly, Ye Qianxun suddenly sent you to find me, what is it? "
The earl was extremely uncomfortable by her, and the cat's paw waved to his neck.
Ye Youran raised her eyebrows, it, she had forgotten the golden bell!
Just now when Ling Yue was thrown away, that Xiaoling must have fallen in that room, it!
"Ye Qianxun put some information in your bell, so you can bring it to me, right?" Ye Youran gently put the earl on the table, smoothed his cat's hair, and said in a flattering voice. One sentence.
The earl turned around and pointed the cat's directly at her.
Ye Youran suddenly became angry, and she had already spoken to it in a good voice, and even dared to be honest with me!
"I heard that eating cat meat is quite tonic..." she said coolly.
"Meow……"
"Calculate your interest."
Ye Youran glanced at it, and she was in a good mood and offered her a plate of milk, "Don't leave, I'll be back in a while, you can bring me a message to Ye Qianxun."
With that, Ye Youran closed the door, but when he looked at the room again, he felt a little confused in his heart.
Hey...what should I do? It just happened that the little bell fell there. If Ling Yue happens to be sick, then I...
Although the brain is still struggling, but the footsteps have already walked towards the room.
The door was gently pushed open, and the bodyguards outside the door didn't obstruct them like they did the first time. They knew this woman well three years ago.
Ye Youran walked in lightly, and she approached step by step. The corpse on the floor just now was gone. Ling Yue should have cleaned it up.
Looking at every corner of the floor, before she unlocked the earl’s small bell, and then held it in her hand, after...
I was thrown onto the sofa by Ling Yue, so that Xiaoling should be on the other side of the sofa...
Ye Youran held her breath and wanted to retrieve the little bell. She didn't dare to provoke Ling Yue. She just wanted to know what information Ye Qianxun wanted to tell her when she suddenly sent the Earl over. Important and very urgent.
At this moment, the man sitting in the corner with his hands clasped his head, suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes looked at the dark shadow that suddenly broke in.
He curled up and sat on the floor embarrassedly. Another wave of tingling came from his brain. The big palms of his hands roughly squeezed his head and pulled off a bunch of hair abruptly.
He took a heavy breath and got a headache! It hurts so much that he can hardly think!
He slapped his right hand to the back of his head suddenly, and his closed eyes immediately took a breath.
Ling Yue clenched his teeth, and suddenly his hands pressed against his head, and he slammed into the hard corner of the cabinet.
With a bang, it echoed in this empty study.
The man in the room slowly raised his head, his forehead hit the corner of the solid wooden table and it was already black and bruised, but this couldn't reduce the sharp stings in his brain.
He took a deep breath, leaned his body slowly on the back of the chair, and glanced in the direction of the door.
The corner of his lips was bitten with blood, his hands pressed against his head, and he let out a muffled moan.
pain!
Ye Youran stiffened, her eyes couldn't help but looked towards the direction of the voice, she swallowed, her face tense.
Isn't he eating the corpse again...
At this time, in the dim corner, the man's expression became more and more gloomy, and a trace of panic quickly passed through his eyes.
He knew that this familiar figure was her, she came back, she really came back again... but he scared her again.
Ye Youran walked inward, unconsciously picking up a wine bottle on the tabletop with her right hand, as a defense, but when she saw the man in front of her clearly, Ye Youran was instantly stunned.
"Get out of here!"
Suddenly, the whole huge room burst into the air, and the angry tone made people tremble.
Ye Youran also stood up straight, dumbfounded.
The air in the room was dignified, and the low air pressure made Ye Youran feel like she wanted to escape immediately.
Ye Youran gritted her teeth, straightened her back, and walked towards the bookcase with pretending to be calm.
Ling Yue heard the fine footsteps. He had a splitting headache. He pressed his brain with both hands to try to reduce the pain.
Ye Youran's heart trembled suddenly, and she couldn't move away.
Ling Yue didn't raise his head, he still leaned his head on the desk, but his sharp voice was low enough to make people stop in fear.
"Go away!"
Ling Yue raised his head fiercely, just like instinct, he quickly stretched out his left hand and caught her neck directly, and pinched it fiercely.
Ye Youran froze suddenly, and his strength was not enough to break free.
"Who let you in, didn't I let you leave? Didn't I ask you to find Ye Chihiro? Get out! Get out of me now!" He slammed her away.
Ye Youran didn't dare to say that she came in to find the little bell. Although Ling Yue's voice was cold and ruthless, it made people tremble and uneasy, but she could faintly hear the trembling in his voice, which seemed to contain a...joy.
Seeing his pupils glowing red, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression sullen, Ye Youran couldn't help but sigh, really a twisted man.
"Ling Yue, you are not sick now, right?"
Ye Youran put down the wine bottle in his hand and reached out to touch the black green on his forehead, "Are you in pain? Is it a headache?"
He held back his body, trembling constantly, looking at her scorchingly, without saying a word, there were too many and complicated emotions in his eyes.
She has a pair of clear black eyes, pure and clean, she is really not afraid of me now, nor does she dislike me...
Ye Youran frowned and walked closer to him, trying to see his situation clearly.
Suddenly Ling Yue stretched out his big hand, took her waist and hugged her on his knees. Shaking hands tightly hugged her and pressed her against her chest.
Ye Youran was a little stunned for a while, but did not push away from his embrace.
Ling Yue's breathing was a little confused, "Don't leave me..." The voice was hoarse and extravagant.
With his head buried in her neck, heavy breathing sprayed on her skin, he kept muttering repeatedly, like the last prayer of a dying person, "Don't leave me..."