Quick Walkthrough Strategy: Bing Jiao BOSS Begs To Let Go

"Relax, isn't it just a vampire? It's a big deal if you have a little more blood," A Li said with a smile in his comfort, "The most important thing is to pay attention to safety. Please feel free to contact me if you have any situation."

Wen Xiao nodded dryly, and slowly closed his eyes.

The familiar feeling of dizziness came, Wen Xiao shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.

It was pitch black, and the surroundings were a bit terrifying. She tried to move her body, feeling as if she was in a water tank, wet from the waist down, and with a slight coolness, obviously half of it was immersed in the water.

She tentatively pushed upwards, as if a heavy object was pressed on the lid of the water tank, Wen Xiao used some strength to remove the lid with difficulty.

She climbed out of the water tank, looked around, and called out tentatively, but no one agreed.

She walked out of the house, shocked by the scene in front of her.

There was a fire in the room not far away, and some people lay crookedly at the door. With the fire, Wen Xiao probably saw their condition clearly.

His face was full of horrified expressions, the clothes on his body were open, and there was no blood on his body, but everyone was shriveled, looking like corpses one by one.

The few female corpses in the courtyard are one of the few corpses that seem to be intact. They closed their eyes, and their expressions were not as frightened as the others, or even with some comfort.

Wen Xiao stepped back, the original memory of the body emerged in his mind, and a trace of fear appeared in his beautiful big eyes.

Is this a vampire?

No wonder A Lihui specially asked her to pay attention to safety.

Wen Xiao looked around, but found no living person, begging to tidy up his house and prepare to live for two days first.

She was an 18-year-old orphan. When a vampire attacked the village, she was stuffed into a water tank by the aunt next to her. When she woke up, she looked like **** on earth.

Wen Xiao dug a hole in silence, put the corpses in one by one, and then slept in the house exhaustedly.

But as soon as she entered the house, before she had time to light the candle, she felt a pain in the back of her neck, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

"My lord, she has not been injured," a pale man put Wen Xiao on the bed and said to the shadow behind him, "it looks like she is the only living person in this village."

"Bring it back," the man said in a low voice, "the guys in the west are really getting more and more unscrupulous."

"Yes, my lord."

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Wen Xiao rubbed his head, already cursing a hundred "my day" in his heart.

Just a few hours after waking up, he was knocked out again. Fortunately, this body was strong, otherwise he would have been beaten into a fool.

She looked up and looked around. Under the moonlight, she could only vaguely see that this was a small room, and she was lying on the bed, her hands and feet were free.

Where is this again?

Wen Xiao touched his neck subconsciously. He didn't feel the wound or pain, so he relaxed, crawled out of the bed, and looked out the window.

This looks like a manor, with a spacious back garden outside the windows, and a spire next to it. The lights are dim at the moment, and the silence is frightening.

Wen Xiao finally got used to the dim light. She walked to the door and pushed the door tentatively.

With a "creak", the door slowly opened.