long night walk

Chapter 138 Don't be afraid of death
The sound of the rain mixed with the sound of the sword, resounding somewhat poignantly in the silence of the mountains and forests.

Stopped and continued to move forward.

The white boots stepped on the sand, leaving rows of footprints in the darkness.

In the darkness, only a pair of bright eyes were chilled by the heavy rain.

In addition to the coldness, for some reason, there is a bit of sadness and grievance of unknown meaning.

The woman in white in the rain squatted down slowly, gently stroking a strand of wet black hair on Bailian's cheek with her slender and cold white fingertips.

Even though for Bai Lian at this moment, there was a living person in front of him, but he didn't have the energy to eat.

The woman looked at him with unrecognizable eyes, and it didn't last long. With a soft sigh, she lifted him from the muddy water, and leaned his back against a wild rock.

The slender fingertips slowly brushed his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, as if to imitate his current appearance in his heart.

Finally, the fingertips gently resting on his cold lips were slowly sent in, and the sharp fangs pierced the skin of the fingertips.

The warm blood slowly flowed into his mouth as if irrigating a life that was about to wither.

Bai Lian frowned slightly, feeling the warm and familiar taste in his mouth, and he finally regained a bit of strength.

Gently licking that long, cold, white finger, like a puppy drinking milk, licking and sucking lightly with his tongue.

The fingers between the teeth trembled slightly, I don't know if it felt too itchy to be licked or because of some kind of nervousness.

Bai Lian's cold and empty body finally regained some warmth.

He greedily swallowed it. Although the blood was small, it was surprisingly sweet. In his subconscious mind, he even felt that the taste of this blood was hundreds of times stronger than Lin Yuan's.

Just a little, it stopped the corpse beads under his chest from bursting, the effect was astonishing.

But no matter how mellow and alluring the blood from his fingertips was, it was not enough to make up for the vacancy in his body.

Bai Lian was so weak that he opened his eyes, and the Corpse Demon's unique ability to see in the dark seemed to be much weaker.

Through the darkness, he could only see the vague outline of half of the woman's face. She had a perfectly curved and clean chin, and her slightly pursed lips nervously.

He tilted his head, let go of the finger between his teeth, and through his blood-soaked throat, he could barely speak: "Go... go away..."

Drinking blood directly will assimilate her and become a corpse demon like him.

Even if you are hungry and thirsty, you must suppress your instincts.

A woman's voice came faintly from the darkness: "If you don't drink blood, you will die."

Bai Lian's blood eyes were weak and half closed, and there was an uncontrollable sadness in his pupils. He murmured: "I'm already dead..."

Although Bai Li'an was pure and kind by nature, he was as strong as iron in his heart. Although he was weak, he would never easily show a trace of cowardice and sadness in front of her.

Xu Shi's body is too cold and weak right now, that's why he inadvertently releases the despair and sadness in his heart.

The woman saw those bloody eyes clearly.

The finger that was stabbed by the fang curled up and trembled slightly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the darkness.

It was the woman who dropped the sword in her hand.

She freed her hands, and hugged Bai Lian tightly into her arms as if she had lost it and found it again.

The wind and rain between heaven and earth seemed to have calmed down in an instant.

Bai Lian couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

He leaned his face on the other's soft chest, and the chaotic and rapid heartbeat by his ear was so powerful and clear.

It's like a chaotic song, composing endless complicated and deep thoughts.

The woman's slender arms hugged Bai Lian's head tightly, as if she wanted to rub him into his bones and bury him in his soul.

Bailian felt the other kiss his wet hair.

Her trembling voice covered the dark clouds and rain: "I'm sorry... I've been looking for you for 200 years, I don't know... I really don't know you..."

Bai Lian's consciousness was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do with his stiff hands.

Who is this woman?

200 years?
Does she know herself.

His head started to hurt again, as if someone had smashed his head with a chisel, trying to dig out the deepest hidden memory.

The thirst for blood in the body has not yet dissipated, and the pain in the sea of ​​consciousness is endless.

With his consciousness scattered, Bai Lian let out a thin low whine.

The strength of the woman holding him was slightly loose, but she slowly lowered her body, and her soft curve gently rubbed against his cheek.

Soon, the slender neck took its place and pressed against his lips.

She said: "You must not be afraid. Death is too cold and too long. You may have seen the water of the underworld and the stone of the third life, but when you step through the gate of the underworld, you will never be able to turn back and see the person you want to see." gone."

Bai Lian's lips pressed against her skin, and his voice was a little fuzzy: "The person I want to see? Who is it?"

The woman's voice was hoarse with unbearable pain, and she even blamed herself: "A person who can make you desperate."

Bai Lian fell into a long silence.

The woman's cold voice gradually softened: "Drink my blood, let me take you out of this darkness."

Bai Lian asked, "Who are you...?"

The woman didn't answer, but her voice begged: "Please, drink my blood."

Bai Lian frowned: "You will become like me."

The woman chuckled, but her tone was very confident: "No."

If she went to the darkness together like him, then she would get her wish.

Bai Lian was not a pretentious person at all, and hearing the confidence and affirmation in her tone, he no longer suppressed his desire.

He hugged her back, and because of the extreme blood thirst in his body, he moved with great strength, just like she had hugged him just now, and he hugged him hard, his fangs pierced the skin with eager tenderness.

The warm liquid, like a sweet spring, made a gurgling sound as it rolled at his Adam's apple.

The blood contained an extremely miraculous breath and power.

To Bailian, it was like the best holy medicine in the world, nourishing his soul.

He didn't realize that in the process of swallowing, the crack in the corpse bead in his chest was repaired automatically and quickly.

The blood energy contained in the transparent corpse bead was so full that the inner talent was activated by itself, and the blood-colored Bana bloomed quietly on his skin, revealing the breath of death.

But the Yin-Yang Dao fish in his Dantian Sea of ​​Qi formed a stark contrast, its vitality suddenly became extremely full, and the speed of its rotation was astonishingly amazing!

The woman raised her head high, her snow-white slender neck bent into a truly beautiful arc, and her bright eyes reflected the darkness of the sky.

It should have been an extremely hopeless scene.

But in her eyes, there was light, hidden fire.

That light, that fire, was like a ray of hope ignited from the ashes of the catastrophe.

Bai Lian eats very well, or he is a person who is very good at suppressing his desires.

When the body was out of danger, even though the blood tempted the soul, he still stiffened his arms and slowly let go of the woman.

　Isn't Beibei not strong today? Isn't she cute?Mengmeng holds her chin to ask for a subscription, please take pity on her, let's guess who this woman is.

　　
　
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