Chapter 162: Stallion (153)

Xuanyuan Yueming took Wu Yueyu's hand, followed by Rou Xi and Shi Ming behind him, four people stood under the old locust tree beside a street lamp in a park.
Because just after fifteen, the night sky has only a few stars flashing, no moonlight, no people's park, always makes people feel gloomy, and the back is cold.
Although Wu Yanyu was a ghost, she was a master of slayers and monsters before she died, but now she is behind Xuanyuan Yueming like a timid kitten.
Xuanyuan Yueming not only did not think that he was timid enough to abandon Wu Yanyu, but was very useful for Wu Yanyu's subconscious move to find himself seeking asylum. Being trusted and relied on by the benefactor shows that her benefactor has accepted the reality that she is stronger than her.
Wu Yanyu knew in her heart that Xuanyuan Yueming was a very powerful person, and she saw the so-called strong strength of the hand-tearing space with her own eyes, which are definitely two concepts.
Xuanyuan Yueming let go of Wu Yanyu's hand, and the fingers of both hands were bent inward, and then in front of the old locust tree, his arms were pulled to the sides with force, tearing out in the air with nothing. A gap that allows two people to go side by side comes out.
Wu Yanyu blinked and looked at Xuanyuan Yueming with admiration. Although this person is sometimes unreliable, her strength is absolutely nothing to say!
Rou Xi and Shi Ming have seen the power of their own owners long before, but every time they see it, they are hard to hide.
There are few blood races, and the blood lineage's royal descendants are even less pitiful. However, like Xuanyuan Yueming who awakens from the bloodline, it is scarcely scary to be powerful.
"Who, forcibly open the door to the ghost market?" A very old voice came from the gap, and came out with an old man in a very retro black robe.
When I saw Xuanyuan Yueming standing in front of him, he immediately changed his kind and respectful face. "Original blood master! I don't know what's wrong with you? The rules of the ghost market do not open every fifteen, you also know of!"
"Ben Jun caught a spoiler who was a forerunner. Now many incompetent races have become vampires. There is a mess in the land, and there are fewer and fewer ghosts. What does this mean, you know? Real land Investigate over there and find out that the drugs that are immortal on the market are actually the blood of vampires sold from the ghost market. Do you think the guy in the local government closed the gate of your ghost market? Are you completely a ghost market in the cracks of space? "Wu Yiyu heard Xuanyuan Yueming say so much for the first time in a day and night since he saw Xuanyuan Yueming.
It's still such an angry way to talk and don't want money, for fear that the other party doesn't know how angry she is.
But it's really handsome!
The old man on the opposite side was a little hesitant to hear Xuanyuan Yueming's words. He is the gatekeeper of this ghost market. Where would he not know the situation in the ghost market! It's just that the ghost market is a kind of trading. Fair trading, if you prefer, they never interfere with the buyers and sellers.
Now the owner of the blood race comes to the door and puts the matter on the bright side, which is difficult to do!
Obviously, the other party only came here with full certainty. If it wasn't for the external situation, it wouldn't be too late, and the owner of the blood race would not have come forward in person, which would have broken the rules of the ghost market ...
"Shi Ming, Rou Xi, the two of you went to clean up the garbage. Ben Jun took Xiaoyu to stroll around." Xuanyuan Yueming didn't seem to take the caretaker old man into his eyes, and ordered what he did. Holding Wu Yanyu's hand over the old man and walked inside.
Wu Yanyu was embarrassed and wanted to withdraw her hand, but her little strength was in Xuanyuan Yueming's eyes the same as the child's temper.
"Don't make trouble, I'll take you to see a new one. Maybe you can find something that substantiates the spirit body." Xuanyuan Yueming said with some comfort, and said that she had changed.
Wu Yanyu only felt that he had gone into darkness after losing weight.
Although she is a ghost, she is not a professional ghost after all. Her eyes can't see anything in the dark. After some time, her ears are buzzing and she and Xuanyuan Yueming have stood in the middle of the ancient streets. , On both sides of the street are the black-painted shops with closed doors, and only a few blue ghost fires floating on the night sky can be illuminated.
Looking around the darkness, Wu Yanyu was in the dark. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that she, a half-dead ghost, was really scared now! I always feel that in the darkness she can't see, a ghost may float at any time and suddenly rush to her, holding her neck ...
"Don't be afraid." Xuanyuan Yueming was amused by Wu Yanyu's nervous look.
Darkness is their best space for the blood race. They are originally from the dark, born in the dark.
"Who's afraid! Don't be afraid!" Wu Yanyu retorted stiffly, but her face was wrinkled. Although her heart was no longer beating, it was life-saving! She's still scared!
"Well, I'm afraid." Xuanyuan Yueming was in the darkness that the blue ghost fire in the sky couldn't reflect, and Wu Yanyu's face was soft and unclear.
This little benefactor is more personal than ever. Although she may not be a person in the future, but now all her emotions and sorrows are all on her face, smiling and frowning, making her look more suitable for her age.
I still remember that when I first met the benefactor, the benevolent always had a face, a very beautiful face, but it was always the same as a wood, not half the age of people of her age.
"Tired?" Xuanyuan Yueming's mouth was tinged with a touch of mildness. Although he had never figured out how to repay the kindness of the year, he now feels that there is such a simple and lively life, and he is not afraid of his little ghost. You can relieve yourself by your side.
"I was so hungry for dinner. Why am I still hungry?" Xuanyuan Yueming just saw Wu Yuyu's puzzled, awkward look.
Putting forefinger in her mouth, exposing her sharp fangs, and gently biting her finger, her blood color is brighter than the blood of the normal race.
Her blood not only makes people immortal, but also has the effect of rejuvenating youth, of course, provided that she can drink her blood.
The abilities of her derivatives will also become new nobles in the blood race, but her derivatives are not many, only ten in the past thousand years.
"It consumes a lot of spiritual entities. The energy of human food is not enough to fill you up." Xuanyuan Yueming's derivative family, she has never been so good-tempered, all drank her blood, she would not care Now, everything else is their own exploration.
But their bloodline awakening, the inheritance is not only the treasure treasure, but also the memory heritage of this bloodline.
"Then what do I eat ... Ah ..." The first half of Wu Yuyu was talking, the words behind were suddenly blocked by Xuanyuan Yueming's finger in her mouth.
Click it, it's sweet, it's delicious, it's sweet at the entrance, and it's sweet.
Can't help but have two more sips in her mouth.
The sweetness in his mouth suddenly disappeared, and Wu Yiyu immediately recollected from that kind of wonderful state, blinked his blinking eyes, and realized that he had just had Xuanyuan Yueming's fingers in his mouth.
She blushed again awkwardly. But I didn't understand why my mumbling stomach was no longer called, and I really felt that I was very supportive.
"You drank my blood directly, not too much. You ca n’t absorb too much of my strength now, otherwise it ’s harmful to your spirit and not beneficial." Xuanyuan Yueming looked at Wu Yuyu's eyes with a layer of hazy water mist .
The strange emotion of sadness struck her heart. Xuanyuan Yueming's face cooled down. She hasn't had any emotional fluctuations for many years. The last time she was sad was when she found her own benefactor's soul, although it was not broken. But her life was miserable.
Born in the house of generals, she fought with her father and brother in battlefields, dressed as men's clothing, a weird Shura mask galloping across the battlefield, and made great martial arts, one by one riding the border to pass the story, but she was named as a general by the emperor of the dynasty, causing The Chinese Communist Party pays attention to the fact that the family relatives have been attracted to fame and fame, and have made articles on her again and again, colluding with the Chinese Communist Party, the Communist Party, and being trapped, trapped, her enemy, sold, and imprisoned. When he was trapped in a cage, he was subjected to all kinds of cruel punishments that ordinary people could not bear, but in the end he could not escape.
Even if he became a ghost after death, the colors of the loyalty and goodwill of the loyal minister were tinged with a golden halo. The ghost of his benefactor did have a faint golden halo, but even after drinking Meng Po Tang, he went on Nai Heqiao, but still there is no piece of good meat ...
Xuanyuan Yueming only saw Wu Gengyu's ghost walking on Naihe Bridge, and felt remorse. Her little benefactor is a bit stupid, but she is definitely a rare person in the world. She is kind, honest, and duty, that will not change no matter how many times she reincarnates.
But this world is just so unfair, good people do n’t report well, and no life.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Yanyu didn't know why Xuanyuan Yueming was suddenly full of sadness and remorse, but she could clearly feel Xuanyuan Yueming's sad crying bitterness.
Wu Yanyu didn't feel that she was still seeing things in the dark, but now she can clearly see that Xuanyuan Yueming's expression is wrong, and she didn't realize that she could clearly feel Xuanyuan Yueming's emotions and emotional changes. .
Xuanyuan Yueming shook the corners of her mouth and looked at Wu Yanyu's inner worries. She slowly became cold, and she was almost recruited just now. The other party didn't seem to know that she was a royal family of blood, so she regarded herself as food. He had just lost his heart, and was in pain, and probably fell into human food when he was struggling in the past.
Xuanyuan Yueming set her sight on the dilapidated small building with black vines and broken windows not far away. It turned out to be the mother!
I happen to have something for her!
Don't blame her for being welcome since she has been delivered to her door.
A monster who has never been a human, how can she understand that she has waited for these years and sought out the thoughts of hundreds of years.
Only after waiting for one person will I know that the waiting time is long, and then I will gradually forget the expectation of goodbye. Only after waiting for a person to understand and wait a long time, will the obsession with the result fade away ...
The author has something to say: small theater
Wu Yanyu, it's so delicious
Xuanyuan Yueming: Do you only like my blood?
Wu Yanyu: Your blood is not part of you
Xuanyuan Yueming: Do you like my blood or do you like me?
Wu Yanyu: Can I like you because I like your blood?
September 7, 2017 22:07:10
This story is a bit off, then I ’m Cavan, and then I have never written this style, and I do n’t know where to start.