Every full moon night, his body would be as cold as ice and would be covered with strange patterns. Then he would go crazy like a wild beast and kill everyone he met. He killed many, many people, and everything was scarlet until dawn. So he would lock himself up every full moon night.
His hand unconsciously touched Yi Shuihan's head, preventing her from moving. The sweet smell made him fascinated and intoxicated, stimulating every nerve in him and giving him great satisfaction. The madness in his heart gradually increased. It disintegrates a little bit and the body temperature slowly comes back.
Yi Shuihan raised her head slightly, allowing him to lick the blood from her neck. Of course, she would never become his food.
Suddenly, Fu Hongchen groaned, all his movements stopped abruptly, his brows furrowed, and blood slid down the corner of his mouth. He bit his tongue.
Because the dagger Yi Shuihan held in his hand stabbed
"Go to hell!" Yi Shuihan pulled out the dagger and kicked Fu Hongchen in the chest.
Fu Hongchen was caught off guard and was thrown several meters away. The blood on his back drew a long trail of blood on the ground.
"Ahem..." Fu Hongchen whispered twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face, which had no trace of blood at all, was now even more pale.
Yi Shuihan got up with difficulty, walked in front of Fu Hongchen, and looked at him condescendingly. The situation was changing, and these words were very suitable for the situation.
She had used all her strength in that kick just now, and she was leaning against the wall to use her strength, so Fu Hongchen's sternum was probably broken.
"Let me out!" Yi Shuihan leaned down, put the dagger on his neck with one hand, and grabbed his collar with the other.
Fu Hongchen groaned in pain, sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his purple lips turned pale.
Yi Shuihan smiled evilly and patted his chest with a dagger. Seeing that his face was distorted in pain, it turned out that the sternum was broken.
"It hurts like this after one sternum is broken. Do you think if a few more are broken, will you scream in pain?" Yi Shuihan touched Fu Hongchen's chest, clicked his tongue twice, and pretended to be pity.
Fu Hongchen didn't know whether he didn't want to speak or was in pain and couldn't speak. His eyes only looked at the blood stains remaining on Yi Shuihan's neck.
"If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes!" Yi Shuihan immediately wiped off the blood on his neck and even dared to drink her blood. He was looking for death!
Fu Hongchen's eyes dimmed, and the blood on his back was still gurgling. Coupled with the pain in his chest, his face turned a little pale.
"If you don't let me out, I will kill you, or I will die with you!" Yi Shuihan was a little impatient, and made a gash on his neck with the dagger.
"Ahem, you, you can't." Fu Hongchen whispered, his chest moved as soon as he spoke, and pain immediately spread throughout his body.
"You don't believe it, do you?" Yi Shuihan smiled evilly, betting his life with her? Unless the other party wants to die, otherwise, she will definitely win if he bets his life with her!
Yi Shuihan kicked down a candlestick, and the candle fell on the gauze curtain on the ground. The gauze curtain immediately burned, making the room brighter. After a while, even the table next to it also burned, and thick smoke came out.
"Cough, cough..." Fu Hongchen was choked by the thick smoke. When he coughed, the overwhelming pain in his chest almost made him faint. His eyes were blurred, and even his bright blood pupils now dimmed. .