"Hello."

There were people sitting around, and Chen Zhen heard the voices of those around him saying hello.

What he said was English and his sound was like iron, passing through the heavy metal music in the earphones and flicking his eardrums.

Chen Zhen took off a headset, put down the book, and raised his head to say hello in English to the person next to him.

He was about to smell the smell of this human being, but the smell of the person in front of him seemed like he couldn't wait. Following the wind he sat down, he rushed towards him.

Rosin, forest... and even the smell of land. The smell was strong, but the base was very fresh.

Chen Zhen was pleased by the smell and squinted comfortably.

He looked at the person in front of him, the look matched his voice, and the Asian face was very tough. He seemed to have very strong muscles and a tall stature. It was a little bit difficult for him to sit in the narrow seat of the plane.

After Chen Zhen said hello, watching him put his backpack away, and was about to turn his head back to continue reading his book, the man spoke again.

"You have dyed hair? It looks pretty."

This person spoke English well and his expression was very friendly.

It was a little strange to be too friendly. Chen Zhen thought this person's gaze is too...hot? He couldn't say it, but it felt like that he was looking at something else through himself, taking it seriously. The emotions in those dark eyes were heavy, and it was a look that would make people feel embarrassed.

Chen Zhen put down the book in his hand and only nodded. He felt a little strange. He couldn't look away, but he lowered his head because he was embarrassed.

In fact, he rarely gets along with humans alone. This was the first time he had left Europe. Because he needed to complete the ‘experience’, he had no attendants around him. In the past, human beings were able to show up around him to train his self-control. He had learned how to restrain the thirst for human blood, but he hadn't learned how to get along with them in a human way.

Chen Zhen regretted why he didn't listen to Lilith and returned to China by private jet.

After all, he didn't like to deal with communication, although it was a required course for him.

Before coming, Lilith took him to give a long, long, earnest explanation.

"Vidar, after returning to China, you are the leader of the Southern District. The tribesmen in China, especially the Blood Tribe in the Southern District, are very reluctant to discipline, and conflicts with the Wolf Tribe are frequent. You have to remember that you should never do anything. So reckless, communicate more with ordinary people. You need to accumulate your inspiration to deal with conflicts from human life. You have to be close to the people, Vidar."

Her exhortation was still in my ears.

"Although you have been granted the lord, you are still a young blood. The road ahead will be hard and long. Bless you, Vidar."

Chen Zhen took off the earphones, thought of Lilith's words, and reminded himself: "Accumulate inspiration for life from the interactions with ordinary people."

Why am I not close to the people, I always fly in business class, Chen Zhen thought.

Maybe he was Chinese?

He tried to show a smile that should be regarded as ‘kind’ to the person next to him, and said in Chinese he had learned, "If you go back to China, maybe you are Chinese? Hello, my name is Chen Zhen."

The other party looked up at him in surprise, and looked at Chen Zhen, who was taken aback by Chen Zhen's blue eyes.

"Hello... my name is Shen Mingguang." He quickly shook his head and said enthusiastically, "You speak Chinese very well."

"I've been learning Chinese before." Chen Zhen caught his surprise and met his surprised eyes, feeling a little embarrassed. "But I didn't speak very well, and I couldn't recognize many words when I wrote it down."

"No, you speak really very good, I mean it," he said, taking off his coat and putting it in his backpack, and then pointed at Chen Zhen's neatly dressed clothes. "Aren't you hot? Don’t you take it off?"

Chen Zhen was wearing a woolen sweater and a black coat outside. Chen Zhen paused after hearing this, and gathered his clothes together, "It's not hot, I'm quite afraid of cold."

Shen Mingguang nodded, "What did you just say your Chinese name is?"

He spoke slowly and spoke clearly, as if he was afraid that Chen Zhen would not understand. Chen Zhen didn't intend to break the other's kindness, he liked this kind of subtle consideration.

"Chen Zhen."

"That means a dream will come true?"

"It's not that... it's like this, Chen is composed of the characters ‘Er’ and ‘Dong’, and Zhen is composed of characters ‘Zhi’ and ‘Qin’." He stretched out his hand, as if making gestures to this person. He stretched out his hand and hesitated again, because he saw Shen Mingguang still staring at him very seriously.

"I see, Er Dong Chen, Zhi Qin Zhen." Shen Mingguang repeated the name between his lips and teeth, "Chen Zhen, a very beautiful name."

Chen Zhen suddenly felt a bit strange when he heard him calling his name.

At the European headquarters, only the Chinese teacher and the Four Elders would call him "Chen Zhen", and everyone else would call him Vidar. He felt a bit strange, why did this person call him 'Chen Zhen', and others call him 'Chen Zhen' feel different?

Shen Mingguang's version seemed better.

Chen Zhen calmly looked at Shen Mingguang's lips, the chin line, and then the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and the ink-black hair.

He was a handsome human.

He had learned this word. His Chinese teacher told him that handsome can be described by many adjectives and idioms, but handsome refers to a man with good looks and demeanor. It cannot be described as good-looking.

Chen Zhen felt that Shen Mingguang in front of him fits the word very well. This man This man radiated masculine charm to every inch of his body, but he was restrained and polite, and he was so gentle when he talked to himself.

Chen Zhen froze for a long time before responding to his praise of his name in a low voice, saying thank you.

"Are you going back to China to visit relatives?" The stewardess came to the security check while talking. Shen Mingguang fastened his seat belt and began to talk for himself. He was familiar and jumped in his mind. He was probably very happy to speak Chinese, and he talked a little bit. "I just finished my trip in the UK. To be honest, the food is really horrible. Are you going to Beijing too? Where is your hometown?"

Chen Zhen thought that he would not be able to have such a strong and full enthusiasm for strangers in his entire life. He was probably a very brave person to be so enthusiastic to strangers.

Chen Zhen shook his head, "I will go to the south of China."

He went to China to take over the vampire headquarters in southern China. He had no home or relatives in China.

None of this can be said. Can he say, I am a vampire, I only have partners and no relatives?

Chen Zhen didn't want to be a dishonest vampire, he didn't want to lie to the person in front of him.

His tone was a little lost and stiff, and Shen Mingguang probably heard it too.

Shen Mingguang thought that he was too noisy and made Chen Zhen feel uncomfortable, so he said sternly, "Don't mind, I'm traveling alone this time. I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time, and I get a little noisy when I get excited."

Chen Zhen was stunned, and immediately explained, "...No, I don't know how to chat, you really don't make any noise."

Shen Mingguang smiled, and said nothing.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing. Chen Zhen saw that he stopped talking and didn't know if he had said something wrong, which made his “human friend” upset.

In fact, this was Chen Zhenneng's most friendly attitude towards a stranger. But the effect was obviously not very good, so Chen Zhen was ready to save this embarrassing situation and took the initiative to open another topic, "Do you want to listen to songs?"

Chen Zhen handed out one of his earphones in a sincere tone of goodwill.

Shen Mingguang hesitated for a moment, then took it and stuffed it into his left ear.

Chen Zhen quietly breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the play button.

When Shen Mingguang heard half of it, he smiled and looked over, "You look very quiet and like to listen to such noisy rock?"

Chen Zhen was choked, and he couldn't say that he listened to this kind of song because the outside sound was very noisy. He can only say, "Listening to this kind of music outside, I like to listen to piano music when I am alone."

"Really?" Shen Mingguang seemed to be interested, "Who do you like?"

Chen Zhen finally had a safe topic to talk about, “I like Liszt’s B minor Sonata most. Although it is very long, I like it very much. It is like a complete story. But for pianist, I still like Debussy and Beethoven most. Never tire of listening."

Shen Mingguang also nodded, "Debussy has a song "Night in Granada" which I also like very much. His style is very soft and fresh, with a complete sense of abundance, like an overturned palette."

The true chapter could be seen in a few words, and Chen Zhen can hear that Shen Mingguang did understand a little piano music. Chen Zhen was very happy, closed the song directly, and started discussing Bach with Shen Mingguang.

In Chen Zhen's previous cognition, human beings were weak, helpless, and fragile. And they were always happy, angry, sorrowful and joyous because of some insignificant things. The generation gap between the two races was too deep. He had been careful to abide by the old rules of the blood race, and did not have any physical contact with humans.

The fellow vampires all said that human beings were bad and greedy. If the identity was revealed, the weak vampire will be grabbed and be sent to the research institute. They would put a tube all over your body and make you naked... They would force you to show your pointed fangs, let you pinch your neck hard and beg them to give yourself blood.

Human beings wanted immortality and are not satisfied with their own weak and limited life. They inspired their own potential and wisdom to create weapons and civilization, and to fight against others and themselves.

Chen Zhen admitted that human beings have admirable vitality and have created many beautiful things, such as Debussy and Beethoven's music... However, under the beautiful, there were also some human beings that were not friendly to them.

In the past years, Chen Zhen had been brainwashed to think that human beings bad and greedy'. But surprisingly, the human with good smell and friendly attitude in front of him actually made him have a good impression of the human race.

It seems not so bad.

Like myself, I like Beethoven's sorrow, Chen Zhen thought.

When they were chatting happily, a couple’s child burst into tears, which soon echoed sharply through the cabin.

The dialogue between Chen Zhen and Shen Mingguang was also interrupted.

The stewardess hurriedly came over and squatted down to help coax them. The sound of their conversation was actually covered by the crying, but they still passed into Chen Zhen's ears without falling to the ground.

He could hear it all.

Including the man in the last seat complained that the company did not buy business class for business travel, including the captain who was separated by a few doors and confirmed with the tower that they had reached the number one in line and whether they were ready to take off.

Chen Zhen rubbed his ears tiredly...His five senses were many times more sensitive than ordinary people, and he still couldn't control it well, so he couldn't filter out some noises.

As long as he went out, he would feel very noisy.

This was why he always wore headphones when he had nothing to do and listen to the loudest music.

Chen Zhen was still flipping through her noise-reducing earplugs in his bag, then he heard the ‘click’ of the people around him for unfastening the seat belt.

Then there was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing, and the crisp sound of the knee bones due to the change of posture.

Chen Zhen liked this sound, he felt that the sound made by the structure of the human body was full of vitality.

And this person's heartbeat was also very special, very slow and powerful, like a bell.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Shen Mingguang.

Shen Mingguang was wearing a gray sweater, because he knelt down, showing a wheat-colored waist, underneath were blue jeans and high-top canvas shoes.

His body revealed a sense of wild strength for no reason, and Chen Zhen can be sure for no reason that he is probably a very popular human male.

"He looks a little scared. Is it the first time to take a plane?" Chen Zhen heard him ask the child's mother like this. He spoke quite well in English, "I think I can try to calm him down."

Before the mother holding the child had time to say anything, Shen Mingguang already stretched out a hand and gently m-o touched the child's forehead.

Maybe others would think he was a rude neuropathy. Chen Zhen didn't understand Shen Mingguang's nosy behavior. He thought to himself, maybe the Chinese were so enthusiastic, and they did this to any stranger, not just to himself.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't know the reason.

But the crying stopped in the next second, almost the moment when Shen Mingguang's hand touched the child.

Chen Zhen heard him say, "Little guy, flying is a wonderful thing, stop crying, everyone is worried about you."

Chen Zhen was a little surprised. Through Shen Mingguang's shoulder, he saw that as Shen Mingguang calmed down gently, the child slowly calmed down, and even smiled at him.

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Mingguang accepted the mother's thanks and stood up and returned to his seat.

Chen Zhen retracted his gaze.

The smell from the earth once again surrounded him, Chen Zhen was a little anxious by the rich fragrance, he took out his earplugs and put on the eye mask, and decided to pretend to sleep all the way back to China.

He suddenly realized that he could not be Shen Mingguang's friend. He had such kindness to everyone, and he was still affectionate and treated him as a confidant. This was really a bad development trend.

To be strangled in the cradle. Chen Zhen planned to stop talking to Shen Mingguang on the way back, although that was very happy.

After the plane finished taxiing and rose to the sky for a smooth flight, Chen Zhen felt the person next to him pull his clothes.

Chen Zhen pulled down the blindfold.

Shen Mingguang looked at him with bright eyes, "I see your legs are moving all the time, I guess you are not asleep. Do you want to chat?"

Chen Zhen took off the earplugs and thought about it before saying, "I'm a very boring person. I don't have friends and I don't know how to chat."

In fact, if Shen Mingguang was judicious, he should have understood Chen Zhen's euphemistic refusal. He should shut up and let Chen Zhen sleep all the way back to China, and the two of them are in peace.

But he didn't.

"No friends? How could it be possible." Shen Mingguang paused before pointing at Chen Zhen's face and hair, "I think... probably because you look... more beautiful... I mean, you look like the characters inside cartoons. Not too real, will let others have a sense of distance."

Chen Zhen had silver-white hair, a natural hair color, shoulder-length long, and he tied it loosely.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Was it because he was more ‘beautiful’ that he have been talking to me for so long?

With a trace of grievance, Chen Zhen's anxiety made himself a little angry.

"Mr. Shen."

When Shen Mingguang heard him calling himself, he approached him slightly, and the heat blew into his ears when he spoke, and the smell became stronger.

"Don't be so unfamiliar, you can call me Mingguang. What's wrong?"

"Actually, you better stay away from me."

Chen Zhen held his breath, "I am a very dangerous person."

We can't be friends. It's better not to have any intersections and be nice to you.

Shen Mingguang nodded when he heard the words, as if he was listening carefully.

There was a little smile at the corner of his mouth, a nice profile, and Chen Zhen's throat was itchy.

Then Shen Mingguang began to dig out in his pocket, what he took out, and then he took Chen Zhen's hand and motioned for him to open his hand to pick it up.

"Unfortunately, I like danger. For you, this is a gift for the first meeting."

Chen Zhen didn't react for a long time.

Shen Mingguang's palms were very hot, with scorching heat spreading over.

Chen Zhen didn't respond, Shen Mingguang took his hand and lightly tapped Chen Zhen's cold finger.

After a long while, Chen Zhencai opened his palms reflectively and took what was in his hand.

Shen Mingguang satisfactorily put the contents in Chen Zhen's hands, and took out a compressed paper bag, "I ate and vomited here."

Chen Zhen stared blankly at the thing in his hand, "...This is...what is this?"

"Melon seeds." Shen Mingguang babbled enthusiastically, "It is the melon seeds that you will garnish when you make pastries. But in our hometown of China, eating melon seeds is a culture of hospitality. If a friend is coming over, the host usually...”

Chen Zhen was a young vampire, but because of his pure blood and long-term training of self-control, he is hardly interested in ordinary blood now.

Deer blood, rabbit blood, sheep blood and human blood, sometimes he smelled almost the same.

Shen Mingguang watched him squeeze his neck, as if out of breath, "What's wrong with you?! Is it uncomfortable? Wait...your eyes……"

His voice changed, and his expression was also scrutinized.

"Your eyes are red."

Chen Zhen's original blue eyes were gone, and his eyes became crimson with a hint of dark gold.

Those eyes were like a whirlpool.

The years were not good. Chen Zhen cursed in his heart, panting for breath, closed his eyes, unfastened his seat belt with all his strength, pulled out his sunglasses, put on them, and stood up.

He staggered away from Shen Mingguang's hand and found the stewardess, "Give me a seat. I feel very uncomfortable in that position."

The stewardess held him, watching Chen Zhen's forehead was covered with sweat and his skin was cold, she kept asking him if he needed first aid, whether he had brought medicine, and what disease did he have...

Chen Zhen shook his head and tried to speak, "Just change my seat."

The stewardess looked at Chen Zhen, and then at Shen Mingguang. When stewardess was hesitating. Shen Mingguang said, "It's okay. Let me change my position." He got up and walked towards the back of the economy class. A seven or eight-year-old girl came over with her bag.

Chen Zhen had already pushed away the stewardess's supporting hand, swayed to the toilet, and closed the door.

He took out a sealed test tube from his bag, drank the scarlet liquid inside, and took out a pair of cosmetic contact lenses, which he put on himself to restore the color of his eyes.

After all this, Chen Zhen was still thirsty.

Unlike before, the previous thirst made him tight, but today's thirst made him lose a little bit of strength.

Muscles are sore and weak.

Too weird.

Chen Zhen had learned how to control his thirst for human blood ten years ago. So far he has not, never, has been so embarrassed and out of control.

Chen Zhen didn't feel much better after drinking the supplies.

The smell of Shen Mingguang's blood still lingered crazily in his mind, even if it was very weak, really very weak, but it made him lose control all at once.

What happened?

Before Chen Zhen could think about it, he felt the breath just now floating in the air, the smell of the forest and the earth... and another smell of blood that made him limp.

Shen Mingguang was approaching.

"No..." Chen Zhen was incredibly aware of the changes in his body, "I...Is this... in heat?"

The breath stopped outside the door and paused.

Then there were three door clicks, "Chen Zhen, are you inside? I'm Shen Mingguang."

In the long training courses in the past, he had been repeatedly trained how to evolve into a powerful blood family. Every lesson was painful. Chen Zhen had experienced many difficult, hungry, and weak years. When the elders were teaching, they told them:

"Each of us will have our own unique preferences. For example, Andre likes to drink cold blood. Lilith, I remember you like more naive blood, and vidar, I don’t know your preferences for the time being. Personally, I like the blood with a little bit bitterness, you probably don’t know that the blood of artists and writers is bitter...Seriously, I have endless aftertastes."

"The vampires cannot reproduce. The way we continue is to give birth to a new vampire. Compared to humans, the way we can get the same pleasure is to feed and feed each other with our beloved companions. But... there is an exception."

"This situation is very rare... If one day, you meet your destined person, you will usher in the 'organism thirst period'. Primitively speaking, this is called estrus. Blood can only fill part of the thirst, and you need ...Forget it, I think you probably won't meet it."

Chen Zhen felt that consciousness was detaching from himself, and he murmured: "It's impossible..."

The elder's words were not finished, but Chen Zhen felt that he understood what he hadn't finished.

He knew exactly what he needed.

Chen Zhen bit his lip.

The destined?

He stood up, raised his hand, and weakly lifted the lock. Shen Mingguang stood outside the door, looking at him with some doubts, but full of caring eyes.

"Come in." Chen Zhen said in a commanding tone.

Shen Mingguang didn't hesitate, he frowned and walked into this narrow space and locked the door again.

Chen Zhen was irritated by the smell of Shen Mingguang and fell to her knees again. But this time he didn't touch the ground, and the small space didn't allow him. He was held up by Shen Mingguang and loosely embraced in his arms.

He almost instinctively moved to the position of Shen Mingguang’s neck and listened fascinatedly to the sound of blood flowing in the arteries——

In fact, Chen Zhen's consciousness was already half-stripped, and all his actions were based on instinct.

Chen Zhen was still pushing him away before.

He swept over the test tube placed on the table without a trace, and there were traces of dark red liquid on the glass wall.

Shen Mingguang lowered his head, raised Chen Zhen's chin, and looked at his misty eyes, "Chen Zhen, are you okay?"

Chen Zhen put on a pair of brown cosmetic contact lenses.

Shen Mingguang did not express any more opinions on his changing eyes. He looked at Chen Zhen as if he was looking at a prey, but also as if he was embarrassed, thinking about something difficult to choose.

But Chen Zhen couldn't wait.

He put his head close to Shen Mingguang, just as close as a piece of paper to his lips.

Chen Zhen felt that everything was no longer under his control.

Even if he just met the person in front of him for less than 3 hours.

Chen Zhen vaguely remembered the beginning of his memory, a few years before he became a blood clan... In those days, he was always so thirsty, restless and reckless, it was dryness that came out from the depths of his body...

Shen Mingguang, who was opposite him, had always been very calm in the face of this series of changes.

Until Chen Zhen became weaker and weaker, he clutched Shen Mingguang's arm tightly, feeling that the strength of his body was pouring out uncontrollably... Soon, something seemed to be involved in the air in front of him, and suddenly something happened.

The plane started shaking, very suddenly, very turbulently.

The cabin announcement sounded in response, "Ladies　and　gentlemen, the　plane　is　turbulence　ahead　will　be　s　**all　bumps……"

Chen Zhen was already lying on Shen Mingguang's body at this time. He was like a confined beast, sniffing Shen Mingguang’s neck anxiously and eagerly... Shen Mingguang could feel his breathing getting faster and faster, and the bumps getting stronger and stronger, and then...

Shen Mingguang felt the wet touch in his ears, which was Chen Zhen's breath and lips.

Shen Mingguang froze, standing being rubbed by the people in front of him, without any impatience, avoiding, or taking the initiative. Do not refuse, nor approach.

At the same time, the door of the toilet began to be knocked frantically, and the stewardess shouted loudly in English outside, passengers, for your safety, please return to your seat and fasten your seat belt...

Chen Zhen's hands were shaking, and his voice was shaking. He intermittently asked: "I probably need some help, are you willing to..."

Shen Mingguang held down Chen Zhen's hand, preventing him from keeping the fire and half talking.

He covered half of Chen Zhen's face with his other hand, and he whispered and opened closed lips endlessly.

Shen Mingguang sighed lightly.

Really pick a good time.

He pinched the back of Chen Zhen's neck and pressed him tightly into his arms to stop him from moving at will.

He came to his ear and said to Chen Zhen, "You need to calm down now, stop first."

After Shen Mingguang finished speaking, he squeezed his neck and looked for it, and then quickly pressed a certain place under Chen Zhen's neck...

It was a short moment.

The bumps stopped immediately.

Chen Zhen fell asleep and fell into his arms.

Shen Mingguang sighed and hugged Chen Zhen. He put the bloody test tube into his arms, everything was packed up, and then he opened the toilet door.

Outside are panicked flight attendants and flight attendants, they probably plan to break through the door next.

He explained with a smile, "Sorry, my friend is a little tired, I will take him to rest now... it's okay, he's just a little...anemic. It's okay, it's just a small problem."

Chen Zhen sleeps on Shen Mingguang's shoulder. He has a face that is perfect like a pictorial and sculpture, pale, small and delicate. The tied up silver hair was a bit messy, scattered on his face, showing a bit of weakness for no reason.

The stewardess hadn't reacted yet, and the man in front of him had already carried him away.

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"April 23, Monday, cloudy.

I came to the UK a week in advance, confirmed his boarding time with the informant, and bought a seat next to him.

He can't recognize me.

As expected, but still lost.

He said that his name was Chen Zhen, and the expression on his face was very cute, as if he was worried about his pronunciation incorrectly.

Carefully, like a cat making a mistake.

I could see that he didn't hate me, maybe he liked a little bit.

He peeped at me six times and shared the headphones and the music inside with me.

Then he suddenly became colder towards me, not knowing why. So I took the seeds out to tease him, and deliberately cut my upper jaw.

Actually, I don’t know why I want to do this, maybe I just want to see him excited about me?

But then I didn't expect it, he seemed to be out of control.

I hadn't fully awakened yet, but it seemed to be enough to make him estrus... well, next time I will pay attention to using my blood on appropriate occasions.

Fearing that he might feel embarrassed, I fainted him and left first when transferred in Beijing.

Actually I really wanted to tell him everything, but I can't.

I wanted to hug him, but I can't.

I shouldn't get close, but I can't help it. Not only did he lose control, but I also lost control.

I was out of control a long time ago.

Maybe I was wrong, it was a wrong start.

But I didn't regret it, anyway, I had been waiting...for thousands of years.

If it was wrong, just let it go.

Ya'an, Sichuan, China.

"The fourth elders enter the dormant period?"

When Chen Zhen heard Lilith's words, she paused for a while with her necklined hand, switched her phone to the right to listen, and rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, "...why is it just this knotty eye..."

"Suddenly, I also just received the notice. His owl brought the blood book over, and we were all surprised when we saw it." Lilith sighed.

"The fourth elders haven't appointed an heir. This time it's a hibernation, it's just an ordinary slumber, isn't it a dead sleep, right?" Even if he knew it, Chen Zhen rechecked it again.

"Of course, how can he die without an heir? Don't worry so much." Lilith suddenly remembered something about Chen Zhen, "...but you said in the email that you had a little trouble on the plane. You didn't contact me when you arrived in China. What happened?"

Chen Zhen was silent for a moment, "...that's why I was looking for the Fourth Elder."

"What's the matter?"

"I met a...person." ChenZhen couldn't say that he was a man, "I... out of control."

He also couldn't tell that he seemed to be in heat, because until now, he still couldn't believe that he was in heat that day.

Lilith was quiet for a long time before hesitatingly said, "Vidar...this matter..."

"You can hide it for me first." Chen Zhen begged in a low voice, "If I find it for the second time, I will contact the headquarters myself."

Chen Zhen froze for a long time after hanging up.

He fainted that day and was finally woken up by the stewardess. He slept for 12 hours, and the stewardess called him for a long, long time before he woke up.

When he woke up, he was still sitting in his seat, and there was only one stranded passenger left in the entire plane. The man named'Shen Mingguang' before was gone, like a dream that had never appeared before.

But when he returned, he saw the traces on his underwear when he was washing his clothes, and he slapped himself severely on the excuse that nothing happened.

The portable blood supply he carried with him was gone, and he did not find the bottle.

Chen Zhen was still stunned, and the glass window behind him was knocked.

While putting on his coat, Chen Zhen walked over to open the window and said to the disturbing bats, "Go now."

Chen Zhen went downstairs, and the bats stopped at the front of the white Mercedes-Benz. He got into the car and started the car, and the group of bats flew ahead, guiding him in the direction.

When they got to the side of a dark abandoned building, the bats immediately dispersed and flew into the building from every corner.

Chen Zhen parked the car, a gust of wind passed, and a young girl had already stood in front of the car door, and opened the car door for him.

The woman in the black dress smiled and opened her red lips, "You are on time, Master Vidar. My name is Liu Min, your guide."

Chen Zhen pulled out the key and looked at the table below. It was 3 o'clock at midnight, just right.

He got out of the car, "My Chinese name is Chen Zhen. You don't need to call me Vidar here."

In fact, what he wanted to say was that you probably didn't deserve to call this name, but he resisted it.

Liu Min covered her mouth and smiled, "We have only heard the name of Master Vidar. And you have a Chinese name? Haha, I might offend you. I just saw your hair in a blink of an eye. I thought you would be a woman. "

She joked casually, looking at the gorgeous blood of the ancestor in front of her.

Chen Zhen turned his head, there was no expression on his face.

"Knowing that it will offend, why do you want to say?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Zhen adjusted the neckline, and then glanced at her carelessly.

His pupil tonight was crimson, with a little dark gold. Chen Zhen's eyes would only change to this color when he was in the night, with the breath of his companions around him, or when he was in a state of fighting.

The smile on Liu Min's face froze.

As soon as she touched Chen Zhen's eyes, her mind was dumbfounded, and her whole body seemed to be electrocuted. Her body began to tremble a little, and she couldn't help but want to kneel down.

She is the younger sister of Liu's Patriarch, and she has always been perverse and unreasonable since she was young, and she rarely fears anyone. This was the first time that she felt a threat from the same clam.

She was a thoroughbred and had always been proud of it. It was just that...his blood was from the ancestors.

Liu Min quickly lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Master Chen Zhen."

She called his name obediently.

Chen Zhen just smiled and patted her on the head, "Lead the way, don't let people wait."

Liu Min stepped on high heels, and there was no sound on the vamp.

She led Chen Zhen to the dilapidated wooden door and gently pushed it aside.

Behind the door stood a rickety old man, his whole body was not bloody, his skin was dry and cracked like tree bark.

The old man in front of him was the most inferior slave of the blood clan, and he was generally a vicious and evil villain during his lifetime. They would be fed as blood servants at first, and after being transformed into vampires, the master would only let them suck the blood of animals and dead people.

One of these people is called blood slaves.

The rickety blood slave lowered his head and shook

Take a few steps forward, and present the parchment in his hand with both hands.

The parchment was already covered with crimson fingerprints.

Liu Min looked at Chen Zhen's face, as if he wanted her to press first, but she didn't dare to act rashly, and the two of them stood so stupidly.

After a long time, Chen Zhen held her hand and watched her not move for a long time, then slightly raised his chin and signaled, "Madam, please."

Liu Min said yes, and then took a few steps forward cautiously.

She bit her index finger. When the blood flow was almost done, she pressed his finger on the parchment.

Chen Zhen waited for her to finish, then stepped forward and bit her finger, pressing her fingerprint on the blank space. After pressing, he gently squeezed the wound and went straight forward.

Liu Min looked at Chen Zhen's fingerprints and went crazy with shock.

It was different from others. Chen Zhen's blood was crimson, very deep, printed on sheepskin, it would almost make people feel black when viewed in the dark.

He was printed in an inconspicuous corner, as if he wanted to reduce his presence, but it was still very conspicuous.

Liu Min shook his head and quickly stepped forward to follow Chen Zhen.

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In the abandoned building, there was a long corridor. At this time, the left and right sides were surging heads, but everyone was very polite and whispered.

Very lively, like a market.

Without a light, they had candles in their hands, and they looked at it as if they were mourning the dead.

Just a few steps away, there was a champagne tower erected, but it was filled with blood. The blood slave with chapped skin mechanically held up a sign that read, ‘The special price area is 666 RMB per cup. ’

Going further, there was a more beautiful champagne tower. The cups were divided into categories, there were a/b/o blood types, and the prices were different.

There was also a small box next to the cup filled with seasonings, lemon, mint, and various fruit liquids, which were supplementary materials for customers to choose to add.

Chen Zhen was so curious that he even saw the small box of chili peppers, it was almost bottomed out, and it was probably very popular.

Probably a local characteristic?

Chen Zhen was very interested. He picked up a little bit of the little seasoning left in the box with his fingertips, put it in his mouth and sucked...

Before Liu Min had time to stop Chen Zhen's mentally handicapped behavior of eating millet with his bare hands, she saw Chen Zhen choking and coughing...

She explained embarrassingly, "Master, this pepper is not eaten like this..."

Chen Zhen picked up a cup of blood next to him and drank it to relieve the hotness. He turned around and asked Liu Min in a puzzled manner, "Can people drink such a strong taste in blood?" It seems that the sales volume is not bad? ?

Liu Min sneered, "Master in Sichuan, everyone likes a stronger flavor...you might like this flavor in the future."

Chen Zhen shook his head incomprehensibly, he could only accept fruit flavors and ordinary public tastes. In fact, he prefers authentic blood.

Going over again, there was a graceful girl wearing a cheongsam holding a tray in her hand, and whispering to the people around her, "Today's distinguished guests are visiting, there is a special blood supply, only 6666..."

Chen Zhen walked slowly with his hands behind his back, watching and asking Liu Min beside him: "This is your blood market'?"

Liu Min nodded hurriedly, "Yes. This is the largest blood market in the Southern District, and is in charge of my family, Liu. It is opened every Thursday and it has lasted for a hundred years."

Chen Zhen put on the cloak Liu Min gave him when he came in.

After hearing the reply, he took off his hat, walked to the cheongsam woman with the plate, and looked at the blood in her hand.

There was precious Rh-negative blood in it.

The cheongsam woman immediately smiled, thinking that she met a major customer, twisted her waist and was about to step forward to marketing, Liu Min quickly winked her.

The woman was stunned when she saw Liu Min, but Chen Zhen had already taken out his purse, wrote a cheque, put it on the tray, and picked up the cup of blood.

Liu Min stepped forward with trepidation and anxiously, "Master, you don't need to spend money here, if my brother knows, I will..."

Chen Zhen waved her hand and interrupted her.

He handed the cup of blood to Liu Min, and Liu Min paused before receiving it stiffly.

Chen Zhen patted her shoulder gently, "I asked the lady to drink, of course I have to pay for it myself. Drink it, don't be so nervous. Thank you for leading me tonight."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu Min, like a parent staring at his child for dinner, and told her with an urging look: drink quickly.

Liu Min didn't know the taste of food, and under the gaze of those eyes, she drank the precious cup of blood in her hand, and swallowed it without any taste.

After drinking, she crushed the cup in her hand, and the glass turned into powder. Liu Min casually raised her hand, she was used to this.

After she finished drinking, Chen Zhen laughed and continued to put on her hat and walk forward.

Liu Min looked at Chen Zhen, who obviously still wanted to go shopping, hesitantly followed him and said, "Master, if you still want to go shopping, I'll go there and report..."

Chen Zhen walked to the two kinsmen and stopped. The two people in front of them, each holding a candle in their hands, were playing chess under the faint light, and they looked...like Go.

They looked very focused, took a bit of blood, and moved on to the next move. Chen Zhen didn't quite understand, but she stood and watched for a while.

Liu Min didn't dare to urge him, so he could only follow behind.

There are also blood markets in Europe, mostly in the form of dance parties. The blood market in the East is rougher and more direct, with a touch of warm human touch.

Blood clan had always liked living alone, and they had lived for a long time, mostly lonely and lonely. The blood market was a link for them to keep in touch with their people.

They can exchange information here, they can find a suitable partner, they can chat, they can buy your favorite blood, and they can even...play chess.

Chen Zhen looked at it for a while, then smiled lightly into the air.

He turned to Liu Min next to him and said: "Let's go, go to see your Patriarch Brother... By the way, don't litter the garbage in the future."

Liu Min was taken aback, and reflexively said: "Huh?"

He tilted his head and looked at Liu Min with crimson eyes, "After drinking, you should put the cup back in place. This is a good habit, and you should have it. Don't break things next time, you know?"