The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 139 Gold Medal Hunter VS Blood Earl (10)

"Okay, I won't say anything." Titan hugged his tail, looking at the closed door of the tavern, as if he could see through the door, the figure of the young man who was gradually going away, with a gentle arc on the corner of his lips It seemed a bit weird, "He is really a very beautiful boy."

When he looked at Fable again, his eyes became pure and innocent.

"Hey, Karl, that's a third-generation vampire, are you sure you want to provoke him?"

What is difficult to provoke is not the strength of the three generations of blood, but the power behind it.

Titan: "After all, according to the rumors, Prince Bruch has a very close relationship with him, do you really not mind?"

This is something everyone knows.

In the blood race, the relationship between the Transformer and the Transformed is like a father and son and a lover, and the Transformer has an irresistible sexual attraction to the Transformed.

Although this is not the case between all the converts and the transformed, as far as Titan knows, at least [-]% of them are like this.

Thinking of this, Titan frowned slightly, an unclean thing really affected his liking.

puff-

"Well..." Titan covered his mouth in pain.

A wooden chopstick pierced through his right cheek, passed through his tongue, and came out from his left cheek, dripping with blood. In just a moment, there were large patches of blood on the counter, on the boy's clothes, and on the ground.

The tavern became quiet, and there was no rustling of conversations, and everyone looked at this side.

Fable put on a mask and came out from behind the counter, "I said, don't ignore my warning."

Titan: ...

He looked at the back of the woman in fear and disappeared at the door of the tavern.
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In the next few days, Jing Fei has been looking for news of the Holy Grail based on the clues provided by the fable.

There just hasn't been any progress.

After all, there are too many women in the five generations of blood clans, and this kind of blood clan with upper-middle strength usually works under the noble prince or earl.

Their identities mean that Jing Fei can't find wherever he wants to, so there are constant obstacles.

Full moon.

The bright moon hangs high above, and a dark and huge castle is bathed in the moonlight.

Roses were planted all around the castle, flower vines climbed above the castle, and the fragrant and fragrant smell filled the air.

The light in the castle is dim, and the wall lamps on both sides are flickering weak candlelight, the light is quiet and ambiguous.

"boom!"

In the silence, the door was suddenly pushed open suddenly and clearly.

A black shadow flashed out from the door, and with a "shua", it spread its wings in the air and flew away unsteadily.

Most of the blood clan's castles are built in the forest outside Dawn City.

Jing Fei flew to the outskirts of the forest, lost all his strength, and fell quickly from the sky. The wind blew his long hair and toga, making hunting sounds.

The boy's fair calf was exposed to the moonlight, delicate and white, like fine silk.

He broke through layers of tree crowns, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he was firmly received into his arms by a pair of arms.

"Ah~" A sweet voice overflowed from the young man's bright red lips.

The young man's beautiful eyes were half-opened, inside it was like spring water in full bloom, misty and charming, his cheeks were flushed, and his ruddy lips were seductive, he wanted to let people take a sip.

He was obviously unconscious, and his thick eyelashes were stained with a layer of moisture in his hazy eyes.

The front of the clothes is half open, the exquisite Adam's apple and the graceful collarbone are all glowing with an ambiguous blush.

Jing Fei opened his mouth slightly, unconsciously making a humming sound.

Fable looked at him calmly, then raised his eyes and looked at the dimly lit forest in the distance, his pupils were bright red, bloody aura surged, and evil spirit suddenly appeared.

The monsters hiding in the darkness left here one after another, making rustling sounds.

There are no more living things within a ten-mile radius.

Fable spread a black cloak on the open space under the tree, and put the boy on it.

There is a thick layer of fallen leaves under the tree, which is still soft when lying on it.

The broad wings on the boy's back were not retracted, and the jet-black feathers had a soft luster even in the dark night, and the pitch-black color made the boy's exposed skin even more white.

The trousers he was wearing underneath had been torn, revealing a slender white calf, and his bare feet were also delicate and beautiful.

From the hair to the fingertips of the young man, there is a delicate beauty.

"Hmm~" Jing Fei grabbed his robe with his thin white hands, raised his head slightly, his slender swan neck showed graceful lines, his face was flushed abnormally, and his sweet and soft voice couldn't be controlled. to leak out.

Fable pulled the hem of his clothes, covered his calves, knelt quietly beside him, and calmly looked at his painful and unbearable expression.

He was very uncomfortable, and finally let out a small sob, and his fingers grabbed Fable's sleeve.

Jing Fei's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and his blurred vision could only see the outline of Fable, but he knew who it was, and there was a silent begging in his eyes.

"F, Fable..." He gently called her name.

Fable's eyes were slightly deep, and he bent down, kissed the young man's lips with his thin and cool lips, kissed very lightly, and then parted.

However, the blood in Jing Fei's body boiled like a prairie fire, which was hard to suppress.

He put his arms around Fable's neck, and his wide sleeves slipped off, revealing his white and slender arms. He hooked Fable's neck and offered red lips.
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A bright full moon is hidden among the clouds.

The world was dark.

Jing Fei turned his back to Fable, and slowly put on the clothes one by one, the soft wings had already been retracted, and the young man's back was thin and beautiful.

After getting dressed, Jing Fei never looked back.

He bit his lower lip with his white teeth, leaving a faint tooth mark on his lips.

His face was full of bewilderment, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated.

Turning around, he regained his calm and self-possessed expression.

But the wet eyes, blushing face, messy long hair, and the red marks on the slender neck made his pretended indifference look intimidating.

What happens is what happens.

It's nothing.

He couldn't disturb his invincible heart because of such a little thing.

Jing Fei was much calmer.

He looked down at the fable sitting on the ground leaning back against the tree trunk, "Why are you here?"

The voice was a little hoarse.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Jing Fei's eyes.

Fable has one leg bent, the blindfold has been ripped off, long silver hair hangs behind her back, part of her hair blocks her right eye.

All her clothes were on her body properly, as if she were an outsider.

"Do the task."

For gold medal hunters, doing missions means hunting blood clans.

But is it such a coincidence every time?

Such a coincidence made Jing Fei doubt the purpose of the fable.

But now he feels that her purpose may not be harmful to him.

Jing Fei is inexplicably sure that this woman who always appears in front of him has no malice towards him.

(End of this chapter)