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Chapter 895

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He and she didn't tell each other their names and surnames, but there seemed to be a very magical tacit understanding between them.

A look or an expression.

But she didn't have much expression, while his expression was very rich.

The young man didn't fulfill his bold words and really bought the building in one night.

After that, he went to a bar, the kind where one could gamble. Then, he played poker the whole night with a group of people who came to pass the time.

Of course, the young man still took the woman who intercepted the last property for him.

They still didn't tell each other their names and surnames.

The woman in the crowd looked at the young man's face, calm, confident, and charming. This man had a dissolute aura.

His eyes were sexy, which was almost a fatal weapon for most women.

From time to time, the young man would chuckle a few times, and his gaze would pass through the crowd and look at the woman sitting in front of the bar, holding her chin and thinking about something.

She didn't touch the glass of wine he prepared for her, but her fingers held the stem of the cherry and slowly stirred the wine to pass the time.

In addition to being beautiful, she was probably a boring woman.

Maybe she was still lonely.

Suddenly, the young man didn't want to continue playing. He threw away the poker cards in his hand, only took a small part of the winnings, and then pushed the rest out. So he easily got the opportunity to end the game and got up and left his seat.

The young man glanced at the bar, and then asked the bartender to give him one of the red wine. Soon after, he came to the beautiful woman's side and sat down.

"Let's play a little game." The young man gently shook the wine glass in his hand, "Guess what I do."

The woman didn't speak, but turned her head. She still held her chin, slightly tilted her head, and looked at the young man like this. After a while, she said, "What do you do?"

"Isn't it boring to know the answer directly?" The young man directly turned the chair, facing the woman, and looked directly at her.

She shook her head and indifferently said, "Not knowing the answer is the most boring, waiting is not."

"Okay." He said softly, then picked up the wine glass in front of the table, took a sip, and then smiled and said, "My secondary profession is a gambler, you should know, right?"

"And?" The woman nodded.

"I'm a winemaker."

The young man said slowly, "I'm an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. But when I was six years old, a foreign couple came to the orphanage and took me away. After that, I became the adopted son of the family. My foster father had his own vineyard and was a winemaker. He taught me how to make the best red wine and how to taste it. But I did not inherit it in the end. "

"Why?" The woman was curious.

The young man waved his hand and moved closer to the woman. He had a mysterious look on his face, as if he was about to reveal a huge secret. The woman also moved closer.

The two of them faced each other, separated by only a glass of wine.

"I don't have a sense of taste now." The young man blinked and said, "Suddenly, one day, no matter what I ate or drank, it tasted nothing to me. That's why I'll never be an outstanding winemaker. "

She did not ask the reason why he lost his sense of taste, but suddenly smiled and said, "What a coincidence, no matter what I eat, there's only one taste."

Their eyes blurred as they looked at each other, testing each other, like the stars in the sky corresponding to the reflections of the stars on a calm lake.

"Only one taste? What taste? "

"The taste of blood."

… …

The taste of blood.

She smiled, which was the most moving smile the young man had ever seen in his life.

He suddenly thought of a sentence, beautiful eyes that could speak, her eyes seemed to be saying something.

"Give me your hand." The young man suddenly said.

She stretched out her hand, which was cold. The moment the young man grabbed her hand, he felt the cold in his palm. He looked at the woman with some surprise.

At this time, the young man put a one-mark coin in the woman's palm and said, "Merry Christmas."

The woman said with interest, "A one-mark Christmas gift, this is the simplest gift I've ever had."

He said, "But you have to know, this one-mark coin was once my last wealth. At the same time, this one-mark coin can also let me have the whole world. You intercepted it for me, and now, it's in your hand. "

The woman's eyelashes moved slightly. She stared at the coin in her palm and suddenly said, "Do you say the same words of love to every woman?"

The young man smiled and said, "Not every woman is willing to intercept this coin that is about to fall into the sewer for me."

It was amazing.

It could be called love at first sight, or it could just be a hormonal impulse.

When the clock pointed to 12 o 'clock, when the bell rang outside, the whole world was quiet. After the silence, the bar began to cheer, sing and dance.

The erupting ribbons and fireworks spiraled down from above, like colorful snow. In this' snow ', he and she gently bit each other's lips.

Late at night, the young man used the money he won to find a chic hotel. From the moment he entered the door, the flame of lust was completely ignited.

From the aisle to the sofa, from the sofa to the fireplace, the man and woman crazily kissed each other, knocking the table lamp next to the coffee table to the ground, and at the same time, the clothes rack at the side.

He and she fell on the soft chiffon bed.

"Why is your body so cold?"

"Then you can make it hot."

"I will."

The young man kissed the woman's neck hard. The friction between their skin seemed to gradually make her hot.

They still didn't tell each other's names and surnames.

… …

"Did I wake you up?"

The young man's hand was on the bedside table. He was playing with the one-mark coin, making it spin. Then, he watched it pause and continued to spin.

The woman pulled the pillow higher to make herself more comfortable. "I'm just more energetic at night."

The young man smiled and kissed her. After a little intimacy, the two of them hugged and the woman rested her head on his chest.

Her fingers slowly drew on the young man's chest, but she used her nails. She said, "I like the sound of your heartbeat. It's strong, powerful, and active."

"The taste of blood, what does it taste like?" The young man suddenly asked curiously.

She raised her head, looked at him, and also gave him a curious look.

The young man said, "I'm just curious, like you said, the taste of blood."

The woman suddenly kissed the young man's collarbone. Like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, she slowly moved to the young man's neck. She said, "Sweet, fresh, or thick, like milk and honey. Sometimes delicate, sometimes spicy, like liquor, but not bitter. At the same time, it will make your throat feel slightly hot, warm … "

Her lips gently sucked on his neck, and the young man quietly listened to the woman's description of the taste of blood. She seemed to want to use all the beautiful words in the world.

But he just kept feeling the softness of the lips.

He suddenly spoke, interrupting the woman's description, and said with a smile, "If one day, I can recover my sense of taste, even if it takes the rest of my life, I want to brew such a bottle of wine. It's sweet, fresh, or thick, like milk and honey …"

He almost repeated the woman's description of the taste of blood.

What he didn't know was that the woman quietly retracted her fangs at this moment, and then looked into his eyes affectionately.

So the young man gently stroked the woman's cheek. "… Then, I'll give it to you, a wine like blood."

She looked at him in a daze, and then asked, "What's your name?"

"Tu Shenyi, this is my name before I was adopted."

"Kiss me."

She opened her arms to him.





Her palm covered the one mark coin, and then she grabbed it. Karin Ischer felt that she had recovered a little strength, and then she stood up with the help of the wall.

Many times, she felt that immortality was not necessarily a good thing.

The short-lived species envied the longevity of the long-lived species, while the long-lived species longed for the brilliance of the short-lived species, and they were excited every moment.

Due to the difference in race, the way they looked at things was also different.

"They are all creatures that don't know how to be content …"

She laughed at herself, and then she began to move forward with the help of the wall. She needed to go back and take back the 'Daylily' series. But she didn't know if there was a way to take back the real 'Limbo' from Takizawa in her current state.

In fact, if Viscount Fernandes could kill her, she would feel better. But he let her go and didn't kill her … Since she couldn't die, she should at least take them back.

Suddenly, a gust of air rushed in front of the passage, and her hair was blown up slightly. After that, another gust of air rushed in, and her hair was blown up again.

It was as if something huge was breathing … Karin Ischer frowned subconsciously.

At this time, accompanied by the third gust of air, there was a long inhuman roar. It sounded like a sorrowful cry, with pain and hatred.

Karin Ischer felt her scalp tingle … The sound came from the direction of the underground laboratory.

She had to speed up her pace. Along the way, she heard the continuous roar and felt that the situation was serious … Vaguely, she felt that something bad had quietly appeared without her noticing.

Her thoughts were not wrong. This was Karin Ischer's first reaction when she came to the door of the laboratory and saw the thing in front of her.

Even if she used all the ugly adjectives, it seemed that she couldn't completely describe the 'thing' in the laboratory at this moment. Perhaps she could only use the word 'ugly monster' to describe it.

Karin Ischer had never seen such a creature before.

It was like a combination of cells, huge … like a magnified cancer cell tumor — but it was not just a creature, because there were various instruments in its body that should have belonged to the laboratory.

Whether it was organic or inorganic, this' ugly monster 'had swallowed them all and then merged them into its own body.

What extended from the 'ugly monster' was a limb that was constantly contracting and expanding like a huge tree root.

Karin Ischer even saw many different characteristics in this' ugly monster '— these characteristics should only exist in those special races.

This monster … even swallowed the specimens that were originally placed in the huge containers in the laboratory!

Karin Ischer almost instantly thought of this and determined that this monster had the ability to swallow species and then manifest the characteristics of these special races.

"Jinwu Seijo!"

She suddenly found Jinwu Seijo's face in that ugly body — this was the only thing that could be recognized from this monster.

"What … did you do?" Karin Ischer looked at the monster in front of her in horror. She could vaguely feel that this monster had a trace of Takizawa's aura.

It had swallowed Takizawa as well!

On the monster's body, Jinwu Seijo's eyes were always open. He didn't blink, opened his mouth, and never closed it. It was like a person who was frightened to death, and his desperate face was permanently preserved.

Its body was still gradually expanding, almost reaching the ceiling of the laboratory. Those huge limbs that extended from its body suddenly exerted force and supported its huge body.

It seemed to have discovered the existence of Karin Ischer. Its next target to devour was probably Karin Ischer, who was still alive at the scene.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared on the monster's body. It was an inverted mouth full of sharp and dense fangs. And from this terrifying bloody mouth, a thick and long tongue instantly shot out.

Karin Ischer could even see a terrifying mouthpart at the tip of the tongue — this was Takizawa's ability.

Karin Ischer took a deep breath. Facing the sudden attack, she subconsciously turned her palm into a knife and slashed out — the edge of her palm was not sharp, but it easily cut off the terrifying long tongue.

The cut off tongue was struggling on the ground at this time, but the cut on the monster's tongue was quickly healing and growing, and in the blink of an eye, it had returned to its original state.

Bang —!

Karin had no time to dodge. Her injury had not recovered. At this moment, the tongue was like a huge steel whip, fiercely whipping her body.

Karin flew backward, hit the wall, and spat out a mouthful of blood … this monster's strength was much more terrifying than the berserk werewolf.

"Save … me …"

"Save … me …"

"Save … me …"

It was hoarse and painful … that was Jinwu Seijo's face on the monster's body. His mouth was slightly moving at this moment, "Save … me …"

Karin looked at Jinwu Seijo's painful face and got up, "I can't save you … I can't even save myself … cough, cough …"

She suddenly reached out and tore off the vest on her body. Wearing only a thin shirt, a long sword with a blood-colored pattern slowly extended from her palm.

"You can kill me … but you want to eat me? Dream on."

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