With complicated eyes, he looked at the smiling woman in the hall.

Is it because of this human woman?

The owner has actually learned to consider other people's feelings.

"Zang, don't you want to pet it? It's so soft," Bi Xie said affectionately, giving the little kitten a kiss on the head.

Almost instantly, the man's bloodshot eyes intensified.

He snatched the kitten from Bi Xie's hand, and suddenly several blood-red swords condensed in the air. Realizing the danger, the kitten only had time to let out a sharp cry before it was pierced by the blood-red swords, leaving countless holes in it.

Its short limbs pawed at the air a few times, leaving behind a few weak whimpers, before it bled to death.

Zang's bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, he tore off a large chunk of the kitten's scalp.

In an instant, blood gushed out, staining the kitten's fur red, and the ground was covered with fur and blood.

"Xie Xie, where else did you touch it?" The tone was still flat, but Bi Xie could detect a sinister undertone.

Bi Xie was so terrified by the act of killing the cat alive that his mind was shattered. He almost ground his teeth to powder before managing to force out a smile that was more like a grimace. "I...I...ugh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bi Xie suddenly bent over, and after a churning in his stomach, he vomited up all the shrimp tails, fish, beef, chicken, and duck he had eaten for lunch.

She really wanted to pretend to faint from fright, but she was worried that if she did, she would end up like the little kitten, so she held back.

“Xie Xie…” A flicker of emotion flashed in Zang Xue’s blood-red eyes. He gently patted Bi Xie’s back, kissed her head as if to comfort her, and then wrapped his arms around her with an astonishing force.

"Xiexie, don't touch anyone else. Xiexie belongs to me alone. Xiexie is afraid of pain. No one can make Xiexie cry. Only I can make Xiexie cry..."

Zang murmured incoherently, and Bi Xie felt like he was being held so tightly he could hardly breathe.

"Holy crap! Who said this progenitor of vampires really liked cats? Liked them so much that he would bleed them right in front of her and then tear off their scalps?"

"Also, aren't vampires supposed to dislike things that are warm? Why does this progenitor vampire need to rub against and cuddle with it every night before it will obediently go to sleep?"

Bi Xie pushed the man, whose headband was still tighter than Bi Zang's, his face pale: "Zang, I got it on you, it's dirty..."

"Xie Xie belongs to me alone. Xie Xie will always be with me. Xie Xie can only talk to me, Xie Xie can only sleep with me, and Xie Xie can never leave me..."

Whether Zang listened or not, Bi Xie felt that if he was strangled any longer, he would really be "broken in half".

She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she breathed softly, "Zang, it hurts so much, can you let go of me?"

Her hand slipped under the man's armpit, gently stroking his back: "Zangzang, be good, don't be angry anymore. If you don't want to keep cats anymore, I won't. I was wrong this time. You release Mayas, and I won't give my blood to other vampires anymore, okay?"

a long time.

The blood sword in Mayas's abdomen suddenly disappeared, and her entire ghost slid off the wall, falling into a pool of blood on the ground.

“Grateful for the master’s kindness, Mayas takes her leave,” she said, giving Bixie a deep, enigmatic look before disappearing from the palace.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Bi Xie's first thought was: vampire blood is red too. His second thought was: I've only heard that vampires have strong healing abilities, but I don't know if vampires can die from blood loss.

The palace was quickly cleaned up, and Bi Xie was held in Zang's arms as he gently hummed three hundred nursery rhymes to him.