Chapter 410: Volume 1, Chapter 410 – Sinful Island (6,7)

How could the villain Li Wu, who has lived for who knows how many years, possibly die for her?

Jiang Zhi: "Simple, too simple, not challenging at all."

777 was stunned.

It's over, the host has gone mad.

You're awake?

A voice spoke from beside the coffin.

In the dim shadows, a ghostly handsome face slowly appeared, long pale fingertips brushing against her neck.

Jiang Zhi struggled uneasily, trying desperately to avoid his fingers, but the cold touching her neck seemed to seep into her flesh, chill spreading to her head, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Who… are you?

The fingertips extended inside the coffin suddenly paused; after a long while, Li Wu let out a low laugh.

The naive girl thought he was merely a weak vampire sitting in a wheelchair. She even believed his lies, thinking he had let her go, and that her coma and imprisonment were the work of other vampires.

Li Wu didn't really want to expose that lie.

I am A Du.

Upon hearing the two words 'A Du,' Jiang Zhi's face showed fear; the cloth binding her wrists, due to her movements, left red marks.

She nervously explained, "I, I didn't want to run away, I…"

Before she could finish, a slender finger pressed against her lips.

The boy shushed softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

Having said that, he rose and lifted her from the coffin.

Then, step by step, he walked to the display case and placed her on the bench.

As she moved, the girl's long dress lifted, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, lustrous legs, her waist slender, a cascade of black hair falling like a waterfall; her pale face, eyes covered by black cloth, revealed a small pink nose and red lips below.

Li Wu's eyes held no desire; he casually adjusted her skirt, then leaned close to her ear, his voice gentle as a clear spring.

Sit here and don't move.

Jiang Zhi nodded obediently, her fingers clenched the edge of the chair helplessly; the darkness before her made her anxious, but she dared not resist.

After who knows how long, hearing no sound, she couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "A Du… are you there?"

A gentle, pleasant voice responded.

I'm here.

After a while, she called his name again: "A Du…"

Li Wu showed no impatience or irritation, gently responding to her.

I'm here.

The girl's flat stomach growled; instantly her face flushed, she lowered her forehead, her black hair cascading down to cover her embarrassed face.

Footsteps stopped before her; Li Wu took her finger and helped her up, asking, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly.

From yesterday to today she had eaten almost nothing; her stomach was already hungry.

Li Wu took her hand and walked toward a direction, saying, "I'll make you something to eat."

Before they had taken two steps, the girl's legs gave way behind him, she bumped into his back, her nose reddened, her lips pursed, and she teared up from the pain.

Her mind went blank, her body involuntarily shivered, and she apologized in a flustered manner.

Yeah, sorry, I sat too long, my legs went weak…

The youthful-looking progenitor seemed able to forgive all her faults, raising his hand to gently stroke her forehead.

It's okay, Xiao Jing.

Jiang Zhi felt his fingers threading through her hair, and whispered her thanks: "Thank you."

Supported by Li Wu as she sat at the table, her face betrayed undisguised tension; she sat awkwardly, the black cloth over her eyes blocking all light, pitch black and unsettling.

Fortunately, Li Wu soon brought the food over and placed it on the table, saying, "I want to feed you."

This was not a request for her opinion.

Jiang Zhi responded belatedly.

"Open your mouth." He brought the spoonful of rice to her lips.

Jiang Zhi quickly opened her mouth.

The rice was hot, the vegetables mixed in exuded a fishy fragrance, boneless fresh fish.

This meal was plentiful; she didn't have to lift a finger, and it filled her hungry belly.

"Thank you." She felt overwhelmed by the favor.

Li Wu slowly leaned in, bringing his face to her neck, his fangs half-exposed at the corner of his mouth, snow-white and sharp; he inhaled her scent and sighed, "So fragrant."

Jiang Zhi couldn't see his actions, but felt the damp cold on her neck and instinctively wanted to pull back.

The black-haired progenitor beside her pressed her into the soft chair, his voice soft: "I'm also hungry, Xiao Jing, may I have a taste?"

Although he phrased it as a question, Jiang Zhi was certain that even if she refused, he would still bite her neck.

Her breathing grew slightly rapid, she clenched his sleeve's edge with her fingers, seeking a bit more security, and nodded, "Okay…"

As soon as the words fell,

A brief sting appeared on the right side of her neck, then numbness; the boy's fangs carried a paralytic toxin, and the moment he tasted her blood, his arm around her waist tightened involuntarily.

Jiang Zhi felt a bit dizzy, her thoughts scattered, and the fingers gripping his sleeve gradually loosened.

Li Wu's jet-black peach-blossom eyes gradually turned gold, reflecting an inorganic cold hue; his pupils suddenly constricted, then he pushed the girl in his embrace away, stepped back a few paces, his thin lips coated with a layer of bright red blood, adding a touch of wanton wickedness to his exquisitely handsome face.

Jiang Zhi lay helplessly against the backrest, the wound on her neck healed, her body left with the weak, feeble feeling of excessive blood loss.

Holding her own vampire, not knowing when it left, she couldn't see the outside world; after calming her breath, she tremulously asked: "A Du… are you there?"

Li Wu licked the blood clean from the corner of her mouth with his tongue; sweet and alluring, it easily destroyed all his reason, like a red spider lily blooming in the ghost realm, bewitching him to drain all her blood.

The thousand-year-old Li Wu had never tasted blood that made him lose his reason like this.

"Here." His voice in response was unusually hoarse.

Jiang Zhi thought he didn't like her blood; her face turned pale, her emotions flustered and tense, her voice trembling with a sobbing tone.

"A Du, don't you like my blood?"

Tears continually welled from her eyes covered by the black cloth, soaking it completely, sliding down her cheeks, her nose tip reddening; she looked lost and forlorn, like an abandoned kitten, pitiful and helpless.

——Something's off, this feeling, it's off!

The black-haired progenitor came before her, lifted a finger to wipe the warm tears from her cheeks, then raised her chin, gently saying: "I like it a lot, I want to turn little Jing into my blood servant."

The girl in his arms blinked blankly, her pretty lips slightly curling, she leaned affectionately against his abdomen: "I want to become A Du's blood servant."

——?? Brother Seven, I think I've really gone crazy!

Li Wu bent down, kissed the corner of her eye covered by the black cloth, his fingertips threading through her soft, black hair.

…

Two hours later.

Jiang Zhi, sleeping in the coffin, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She thought of a possibility.

"Will his drinking my blood cause me to fall in love with him?"

777 hesitated: "Um…… he's the progenitor; as long as he drinks your blood, your body and mind will be affected, making you want to become the villain's blood servant."

Jiang Zhi laughed: "Awesome, there's still this effect!"

777 was taken aback: "Host, aren't you worried?"

"Worried about what?"

777 nervously said: "Becoming the villain's blood servant."

Once one becomes the villain's blood servant, the host cannot leave the villain in this world.

Jiang Zhi pointed at the main quest and asked it: "Do you think I have any other options for this main quest?"

Make Li Wu willingly die for her.

Isn't this hell-level difficulty?

777 dared not speak.

Yeah, just being alive as the host is not bad.

Jiang Zhi shifted her position lying down, "But I look too much like a sycophant."

Upon hearing Li Wu's voice, she wished to give him her body and mind.

Too much of a sycophant.

777: "……"

At this moment.

A footstep sounded from the doorway.

Jiang Zhi thought it was Li Wu, immediately sat up, and softly called: "A Du."

The real A Du stood by the crystal coffin, hearing her call his name, his face darkened, and he reached out to yank off the black cloth covering her eyes.

Weak light shone on her eyeballs; Jiang Zhi flinched away from the light, lifting her hand to rub her eyes.

"Surely it was him who snatched my prey." A Du's face sank frightfully, his pale green pupils swirling like storm clouds, he reached into the crystal coffin and lifted the girl out.

Jiang Zhi's slender arms and legs couldn't withstand his rough treatment; it hurt so much she wanted to break free from his grasp.

A Du snorted coldly: "Just now you were so affectionate calling me A Du, now you won't even let me touch you?"

Jiang Zhi suddenly froze, her vision gradually clearing, she barely made out the boy before her.

"You… aren't A Du!"

She shook her head desperately, her trembling gaze shifting onto his face.

Seeing her like that, A Du frowned, his fingers pinching one side of her neck, his gloomy gaze fixed on her throat.

"Did he bite you?"

The girl in his arms kept struggling, showing no intention to answer his question; A Du knocked her out, then hoisted her onto his shoulder and strode out of the room.

He came here while that old guy was out attending a meeting to check if his prey was still present.

The old guy hadn't returned so early; A Du carried her away from the villa.

This was originally his prey; no one should covet it.

In a secluded, deserted park.

Jiang Zhi had been awake for half an hour already; the vampire holding her, not letting go, with astonishing strength, lay sideways on the bench to rest.

The incident happened suddenly.

She never expected the vampire named A Du to abduct her while Li Wu was away.

Damn it!

She lay in his arms for an unknown length of time when a figure approached from not far away.

She thought it was Li Wu, but as the person drew near, it turned out to be Doctor Xu Hang.

He took off his white coat, wearing a thin white shirt; his black short hair slightly curled at his brows and eyes, his dark narrow eyes locked with hers, depths inscrutable.

Jiang Zhi's heart gave a jolt.

A Du, holding her, curled his lips in a gloomy, ferocious grin, his emerald-like phoenix eyes slightly narrowing: "Brother, she is my prey."

"Is that so?" Xu Hang smiled faintly, his gold-rimmed glasses flashing a cold sheen: "Then why does she look exactly like the prey I lost?"