Your blood is red?

He sat on the soft couch and let Uriel stand in front of him. "Let me ask you a few questions first."

Uriel's eyes kept glancing at the wound on Aron's hand that had been healed earlier. Hearing Aron's words, he whispered, "Okay..."

Aron noticed his gaze and was cautious but daring. He suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. He raised the glass on the table with his chin and said, "Go and get me a glass of water first."

Uriel picked up the glass. Suddenly, his body became weak again, and the glass in his hand slipped out. It broke into pieces on the ground.

His face turned pale. Without waiting for Aron to speak, he squatted down to pick up the broken pieces.

His series of actions were completely instinctive, because his movements were too fast to see clearly where the broken pieces of the glass were. His hand accidentally cut open, but the blood that came out was red.

Aron's expression changed. He grabbed Uriel's hand that was trying to reach into the glass pile and slightly narrowed his eyes, "Your blood is red?"

Uriel looked even more confused than him. He squatted on the ground and looked up. "What color should blood be if it's not red?"

Aron tightened his grip on his wrist and pulled him to sit on the sofa. He looked at himself and said, "Next, let me ask you something. Answer me. "

Uriel was stunned, "Okay."

Aron thought for a bit, but the first question he asked was something that was not part of his plan, "How old are you?"

"16..."

Aron frowned. 16 years old and still so short, he continued to ask, "Why are you in that alley?"

That alley was a very remote alley in the slums. Very few people would appear there.

Uriel thought for a moment. "I live over there."

"With who?"

Uriel's long eyelashes drooped down, sweeping away a shadow. "But she disappeared a few days ago."

He looked at Aron with obvious sadness, mixed with confusion. "I can't find her."

Aron reached out to catch his eyes. The emotion in Uriel's eyes made him a little irritated.

His eyelashes trembled in his eyes. He asked, "Do you know what you are?"

Uriel thought for a long time this time. He asked, "Am I a monster?"

His tone was the naivety of youths.

He added, "The kind of monster that likes to drink blood."

Aron roughly understood something. He retracted the palm that was covering Uriel's eyes. He watched Uriel slowly open his eyes. "Then what is your sister?"

"My sister is not a monster, only I am a monster." Uriel mustered his courage and pulled Aron's sleeve. He asked hopefully, "Can you help me find my sister?"

Aron looked at Uriel for a long time without saying anything.

Uriel was different from other typical vampires. His bloodline was not too pure and was even somewhat close to humans.

Vampires had a very low reproductive rate. Their own descendants were very few, but theoretically speaking, vampires and humans had no academic genitals isolating them. There have been cases in history as well.

Aron suddenly had a bold speculation, he suspected that Uriel was the child of humans and vampires. Aron was in that alley because he wanted to kill the two vampires who wanted to take their lives. Now, His sister was either dead or abandoned by him.

No matter what the result was, it was hard to accept this little vampire.

Aron said coldly in the end, "No." Then he stretched his arm in front of Uriel and calmly said, "Bite it."

Uriel glanced at him skeptically. In the end, the desire in his heart overcame his rationality and he bit Aron's arm.

But... He didn't bite through.

His teeth were not as sharp as the other vampires. Aron's body had been training for a long time. He couldn't bite through his tough muscles.

A bowl of meat soup was placed in front of him, but he could not drink it. Uriel was so anxious that tears almost fell out of his eyes. He couldn't care less and directly pushed Aron onto the sofa.

His head went straight to his neck. Finally, he bit down on the most fragile skin on the human body.

Aron took out his gun when Uriel made a move. He lowered his eyes and saw Urieli's silver hair. Strands of hair fell on his body.

It made him itch.

If it were any other vampire who dared to do this, he would have already shot him in the head.

Facing this fragile and beautiful vampire in the vase, he was willing to give in a bit.

Aron accepted the gun, and instead used his hand to gently rub Uriel's head.

Being sucked by a vampire was a novel experience for him. He only had the experience of blowing a vampire's head open with one shot.

He could feel that the wound that was being sucked by Uriel was burning faintly. In the end, his entire body felt numb and numb. It was not uncomfortable.

It was said that the vampire's saliva had an aphrodisiac effect. Aron had experienced it all. It seemed to be true.

He pressed against Uriel's head and pushed. He used the right amount of force to push Uriel away and then used his hand to cover Uriel's mouth. "Enough."

Actually, there were three types of food sources for vampires nowadays.

The first was the blood of livestock. The taste was similar to human rations, which could barely fill one's stomach.

The second type was the blood of humans on the black market, Many humans who were at the end of their ropes would choose to sell blood, and many vampires who did not lack money would choose to go to the black market to buy blood. Fresh human blood is always better than livestock.

The third type was the same as the two vampires that Aron killed today, using force to attack humans. To satisfy his desire for food, this type of vampire would only end up being hunted down by law enforcers to death.

The main reason why vampires craved human blood so much was because human blood could give them more power. Especially for Aron, these few seconds were enough to fill Uriel's stomach.

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