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Chapter 285 Patient addiction, your blood is sweet (61)

Shen Meng's voice was sweet and soft. She stroked her hands and ankles. The iron chains were gone, but the traces remained. The skin at those two places was blue-purple, with strangle marks.

It looked terribly frightening.

"Because...they've all grown here." Shen Meng held something in both hands, a bright red thing, which was still beating weakly.

That was Shen Meng's heart.

Vampires are almost immortal beings, and the only way to kill a vampire is to break their heart, which is the most vulnerable thing in a vampire.

Under normal circumstances, the heart is in the heart of the blood race, beating weakly.

"I think... I... have found the best way to get revenge." Shen Meng's face was as pale as paper, and now she was standing on the edge of the balcony, her body was precarious, but there was an extremely bright and beautiful smile on her face.

"You said it, if you want my life to be worse than death, then... I will take revenge on you a little bit." Shen Meng laughed, and that pale face came alive, like a prankster. The girl smiled at Zhongli, her blue eyes reflected Zhongli's appearance.

"Don't, don't..." Zhongli tried his best, wanting to grab something, wanting to grab the person in front of him.

He is confident and conceited, thinking that he is now powerful and can control everything.

But... that's just what he thought.

The moment Zhongli's hand touched Shen Meng.

She crushed her heart.

Even the weakest heart of a powerful vampire is so strong that no one can damage it, but Shen Meng is already weak, and with the torture of these days and the corrosion of drugs, the heart has long been vulnerable to a single blow.

So gently pinch.

"You'll be fine, you'll be fine..." Zhong Li seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and now he could only repeat such a sentence, hugging Shen Meng.

Without hesitation, he tore open his own blood vessels, allowing the blood to seep into Shen Meng's hollow left chest bit by bit.

His blood is very special, and now he is almost desperately feeding blood to Shen Meng, which briefly brought Shen Meng's dizzy pupils back to life.

"Miss, miss...stay here, don't go, don't go." Zhong Li's voice was choked up, almost begging humblely, and he kept trying to use all kinds of methods to keep Shen Meng's life from passing away.

He boasted that he was so powerful that no matter how powerful the enemy was, he could easily kill him.

However, there is no way to save the life of the loved one.

"I was wrong. Miss has never done anything wrong, and she doesn't need to suffer anyone's revenge. The biggest mistake Miss made was to save me." Zhong Li said, hugging the person in his arms tightly.

If he died just like that, maybe his lady wouldn't have to bear the pain now.

Blood poured into Shen Meng's chest and mouth little by little, dyeing Shen Meng's pale lips bright red. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her hand.

His hands are frighteningly cold, just like how he curled up in Zhongli's arms for several days and nights.

"Cold." Shen Meng's voice was hoarse.

"It's not cold anymore. I'll hold Miss. From now on, I'll hold Miss to sleep every day, okay? I'll warm her up." Zhong Li showed a smile uglier than crying, and carefully hugged Shen Meng and himself. The person in his arms whose body was getting cold little by little.

But, is there a future?

(End of this chapter)