"I can give you blood, would you like to try it?"
After the other party asked this question, Xia Lina'er felt her face getting hot instantly.
In the minds of vampires, blood-sucking is an intimate behavior, so generally speaking, non-food blood-sucking behavior only occurs with family members - or lovers.
Blood contains a huge amount of "life elements". The moment a vampire sucks blood, he or she will read part of the blood owner's emotions. This process is also called "vampire empathy."
Therefore, in order to eliminate the excessive influence of residual emotions in the blood as much as possible, they usually suck the blood of animals and the blood of not-so-fresh intelligent creatures. In this way, the blood memory is reduced, thereby weakening the intensity of empathy.
In addition, there is another behavior that utilizes blood empathy - that is cannibalism between lovers.
The two people who are in love can synchronize their emotions with each other during the process of sucking blood. In that moment, their attachment and love will double. The strong emotional stimulation makes people unable to stop.
Of course, there are also cases where lovers break up immediately after taking the drug.
As the youngest daughter of the Shuoyue family, Xia Linaer's mother was a member of the royal family, so she was naturally very strict with her parents. She never relaxed her discipline on Xia Linaer.
Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Xia Linaer has only sucked fresh animal blood, and even the blood of intelligent creatures was provided by her personal maid.
The moral integrity fostered by her family education prevented her from doing such shameless things as sucking blood with strange men.
But now her life was at stake, and she had to do it.
Feeling nervous and excited, Xia Linaer looked up at the boy named An Ming. Before today, she had never thought that her first target of blood sucking would be a Western boy.
Although he doesn't look like a teenager.
"What's wrong? If you don't want to, I can go out and find some wild animals for you."
An Ming looked at Xia Lina's hesitation and proposed an alternative plan.
But both Xia Linaer and An Ming knew that there were dangers lurking outside at the moment, and as they were being hunted, it would be best for them not to show up in public.
"It's okay, Mr. An Ming, your blood is fine."
Xia Linaer made up her mind.
This was the first time today that she was grateful for her inability to express her emotions easily, otherwise her face would have turned red.
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"please?"
An Ming took off his coat, unzipped his collar, and even wiped his neck with a towel. Then he sat on the chair and closed his eyes.
Rustle, rustle. An Ming heard the sound of someone taking off clothes, followed by a series of soft and rhythmic footsteps approaching slowly. An Ming couldn't help but think of cats, that cunning and careful creature.
Gradually, a faint fragrance lingered around An Ming. The fragrance was very light, but as sharp as the cold wind. Being surrounded by this fragrance was like being in a snowy field, and An Ming couldn't help but shiver.
At this moment, he felt something wrapped around his neck. He soon realized that it was Charlene's slender arms. She was sitting on his legs and hugging his neck.
As Xia Lina moved closer, the pungent fragrance became stronger and stronger, and her body became colder and colder.
An Ming felt Xia Lina's breath on his neck, and the temperature of the breath was a little low. It seemed that because of nervousness, there was a little tremor in the breath, which made An Ming feel a little itchy. Then, a small wet object slid across his neck, and the small cold touch made An Ming shiver all over.
"Hey, why are you licking me?"
An Ming didn't open his eyes, but just asked with some blame in his voice.
"This is a form of anesthesia, otherwise it will hurt you when you are bitten." Xia Linnaer said, "Although I have only seen it in books, this is the first time I have put it into practice."
"It really looks like a bat." An Ming couldn't help but sigh.
He regretted his words before he even finished speaking. Xia Linnaer seemed a little unhappy because she was compared to a bat. An Ming could clearly feel that she had sped up her bite.
Her licking was not so gentle, but rather clumsy and casual. However, due to the sticky feeling of her saliva, An Ming felt that his neck was very comfortable.
At this moment, a slight tingling sensation came from the neck. The sharp teeth pierced the neck. An Ming quickly felt a heat dissipating in his body, but at the same time, a melting feeling spread throughout his body. This feeling made him very comfortable, as if he wanted to stay in this environment forever.
One second, two seconds, thirty seconds, one minute... Just as An Ming was immersed in that pleasure, time passed quickly and his body gradually grew colder.
Xia Linaer finally realized that she seemed to have inhaled too much, and hurriedly pulled out her teeth and left An Ming.
"Okay."
As she said this, An Ming opened his eyes. He felt dizzy, and the scenery before his eyes was filled with repeated shadows, swaying and blurry, like a mirage.
He tried to stand up from the chair trembling, but his legs went limp and he sat down again. Xia Linaer came over and supported him, allowing him to move from the chair to the softer sofa next to him.
Afterwards, Xia Linaer paced in front of An Ming somewhat restlessly, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, she asked.
"...Mr. An Ming knows another blood descendant?"
This question made An Ming stunned. He immediately raised his head and wanted to ask her why she knew this. But when he raised his eyes, he saw Xia Lina's slightly red eyes and two lines of light tears flowing down her fair cheeks.
"You are..."
An Ming was somewhat at a loss, but Xia Linaer was unmoved. She gently wiped away her tears, and her indifferent gesture was very inconsistent with her crying expression.
"This is 'vampire empathy'. The act of sucking blood allows me to read some of your emotions. From this I know that you knew a blood descendant and had a good relationship with her...but she has passed away."
Xia Lina lowered her head sadly.
An Ming suddenly realized. He had never told anyone that his adoptive mother was Oriental. Even Erica and the director didn't know about this. He was still wondering how Xia Linaer, who had only met him for less than half a day, knew this.
Since everyone knew about it, there was no need for him to hide it. Besides, Xia Linaer was also an Oriental, so there was no need to hesitate to speak it out.
"She is my adoptive mother, a great person. She said she could no longer return to her hometown, and your situation reminded me of her. I want to fulfill her last wish, even if the other person is just from the same ethnic group as her." An Ming said slowly.
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Time passed, and both of them recovered from their recent blood-sucking behavior and put on their clothes again. It was as if nothing had happened in this room.
"Okay, let's sort out the current situation." An Ming spoke first.
"Before that, Mr. An Ming, are you really going to help me return to the Eastern Continent? I am already very grateful that you can provide me with fresh blood to restore my strength. After that, I can find a way to go back by myself. Your next actions will be tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Western world, and even the slightest mistake may cost you your life." Xia Linaer said.
"You don't have to say it, I understand." An Ming simply declined Xia Linnaer's kindness. "Besides, you underestimate those old monsters in the Federation. Maybe the Orientals are very powerful, but you are alone now. Can you stop ten people, a hundred people, or even thousands of people? As you said, you are now a wanted criminal in the entire Western world. They will try their best to catch you. Let alone returning to the Eastern Continent, even escaping this city is very difficult."
Charlene's cheek twitched slightly as if it was poked in a painful spot.
"And I can see that you need a partner. You are at your wits' end, right? Are you unable to use the legendary invincible power of the Orientals now?"
An Ming hit the nail on the head very accurately, and Xia Linaer couldn't help but sigh.
"That's right. I thought I couldn't use it because I didn't absorb blood, but now I can't use it even if I absorb blood."
"Can you tell me about the power of you Orientals? Maybe I can help you."
Xia Linaer thought for a moment and spoke.
"Then please don't tell anyone, because the Queen now forbids anyone to reveal the secrets of the East to the Western world. If she knew..."
"Will it kill you?"
"I'll be spanked..."
An Ming was speechless. He really didn't know whether this was a heavy or light punishment for leaking secrets. But he suddenly remembered that Xia Linaer had said that her mother had a blood relationship with the royal family. Maybe this could be considered a "privilege" for relatives?
"Okay, I promise you, I, An Ming, will not tell anyone else what you said to me here today."
Then Xia Linaer nodded and began to talk about her abilities.
"Easterners are descendants of gods. The Blood Clan is the largest and most powerful tribe among them. We believe in the God Ancestor Red Moon, who is also the child of the Dragon God and the Black God. 'Red Moon' means 'Son of the Dragon' in the Blood Clan language."
"So every Oriental can use divine power?"
"Not really. Every Oriental person has 'divine power' in their body, and only when the divine power reaches a certain level can they achieve the miraculous ability to rewrite the image of things, which we call 'divine arts'."
An Ming recalled the night when Hillika had a thorn-like weapon wrapped around her hand. That was probably the magic she mentioned.
Even the liquid splashed by the group of men in black that could destroy the thorns might be related to divine magic.
"I roughly know what it is." An Ming said, "By the way, do you know what 'blasphemy' means? My blood descendant acquaintance has also encountered a similar situation. Her magic was destroyed by the 'mysterious liquid' splashed by the enemy."
"Blasphemy?" Xia Linnaer frowned slightly. "Unfortunately, I have never heard of it. Although the blood descendants believe in the God Ancestor Red Moon, it is like ancestor worship, more of a respect for the ancestors than a religion. So for us, there is nothing that is particularly taboo."
An Ming thought he had found a crucial clue that could help him figure out how Hillary was killed. Unfortunately, the pieces still didn't fit together.
"So, you can't use that thing called magic now?"
"No, I can still use a few magic arts. I can't use the special ones now, but I can use some basic magic arts. But to be honest, I'm not very good at learning basic magic arts. At most, I can only use some strengthening and speed-enhancing magic arts."
After listening to this, An Ming nodded slowly.
"I already understand your situation. Then let's stop the 'Divine Arts Class' here for now. It seems that we can't count on your 'special abilities'." An Ming continued, "Then let's determine the escape route according to my plan."
"Has Mr. An Ming already thought of a route?"
Charlene tilted her head.
"First of all, our first goal is to go to the port of Angola, which is located in the east of this city of Hebil, also known as the port area. Then we will take a trade ship across the Orange Sea and finally set foot on the land of the Eastern Continent. When we get there, I believe no one will continue to chase you."
"Since everything is ready, why not set off immediately?"
Xia Linaer tapped her cheek with her finger, puzzled.
"Because we are too conspicuous," An Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Linaer, "You are too conspicuous."
Under Xia Linaer's canopy was a small red dress with black patterns. Although it was stained by mud and water, it was still easy to tell that it was expensive. According to her, this was her daily dress. Black was the representative color of the royal family of the bloodline, and it was also the most noble color of the Crescent Empire. Only authorized bloodlines could use it.
But in the West, especially in a remote place like Hebir, this little dress is not conspicuous, it is too conspicuous! This is not considering Xia Linnaer's unique and rare beauty. The rare silver hair and red eyes make her look like a fairy.
Taking a few steps at random might attract strange looks, and it is even more difficult to get past the federal eyes.
So An Ming opened the cabinet in the hiding place and took out various things from it.
The safe house is not big, but it has everything you need, from canned food to weapons and guns, from temporary currency to entertainment toys, it can be called a small department store.
An Ming took out a few small dark-colored long windbreakers from the shelf and wrapped Xia Lina tightly from head to toe.
Then he smeared dirty cooking oil on her hair. Her beautiful rosy silver hair immediately dimmed, and if you didn't look closely, you would think it was flax or dark gray hair. An Ming even added some dirt on her little face, making her look more like Heibel's poor child.
Smelling the oil on her hair, even Charlene Naer, whose expression did not change much, showed a look of disgust. But now was the time to escape, and she could not afford to be picky. Beauty is a good thing, but sometimes beauty can also become a poison. So the first step in escaping was to hide this beauty.
Although Xia Linaer was somewhat uncomfortable with the grease, she was amazed to see An Ming quickly put on makeup for her, and in an instant she became a different person. In the past, it was always the maids who put on light makeup for her, and this was the first time she knew that makeup could not only make people more beautiful, but also "ugly".
"I didn't expect your makeup skills are so superb. If you return to the East, can I ask you to be my maid?"
Charlene Naer rubbed her face and joked.
"We'll talk about it when we get there,"
An Ming continued to play with Xia Lina'er's hair and answered casually. After a few seconds, he finally reacted and asked speechlessly.
"Why a maid?"
"I think you look very suitable for a maid outfit." Xia Linaer replied.
An Ming looked dissatisfied with this.
How can I wear a maid outfit? Isn't it just because my face looks childish? My dad used to tease me like this. How about shaving my head someday? An Ming complained in his heart.
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Hebir Central District, Joint Search Response Team of the three major federal departments, Command Area.
A propeller with a marigold logo slowly descended, and its wings cut the water curtain falling from the sky into two layers.
When it landed steadily on the ground, a man pulled his tie and stepped down the leather steps from the spiral machine. There was no expression on his face, but he looked like he was sulking.
He was the commander-in-chief temporarily transferred from the capital and was directly under the Capital Agreement Bureau.
Codename: "The Fool".
This day was full of twists and turns for him. What should have been his lucky day turned into his bad day in just a few hours.
Everything was out of control, and none of the chess pieces on the chessboard moved to the corresponding position as he had expected.
A few hours ago, he heard that the train pick-up from the East had failed, and the top leaders of the Protocol Bureau put all the blame on him. Not only did the subsequent transactions fall through, but he also had to go to Border City in person to take command.
That was a plan that he had invested a lot of money in, so every step should be perfect. He would always remember the name "Stuart". The family that ruined his plan had been blacklisted by him, and they would never have any business dealings with him again... Even if they did, they would have to be ripped off!
"What's the situation now?" asks the Fool.
"Director Angelus has gone to Hebbelmorro Street. He speculates that the 'cargo' must have escaped the scene via the subway. There was also an officer driving there at the time, and he is likely to be involved in the 'cargo's' escape."
"Very good, let him catch the monster as soon as possible. Once found, we will be ready to close the net." "The Fool" touched his chin, "What are the results of the search in the train ruins? Did you find the 'perfect individual'?"
"We're sorry, but we found nothing."
"Forget it. It's been so long that they must be gone. Withdraw everyone and have them join the search for the 'cargo' after they are supplied. That's our only hope."
The Fool stared into the distance angrily and gave an order.