Chapter 11 Eyes of Night

Whether it was the Huangquan training camp where Qianye grew up from a child to a teenager, or the later Red Scorpion, one of the standing courses was training to resist temptation.

This kind of training is extremely cruel, it is a dual training from psychological to physical. Huang Quan's coming-of-age ceremony is the beginning, but not the end. Its purpose is to cultivate a killing machine with no gaps or dead ends in the soul.

The more potential a genius has, the more stringent the instructor's requirements will be, and the greater the intensity of this type of training. If you experience it too much, it will inevitably lead to many abnormalities.

Qianye has always longed to gain powerful power as soon as possible, so all the training in the Red Scorpion was done to the maximum limit of his ability, and the course of resisting charm was no exception . Therefore, although he cannot be regarded as a pervert, he was on the verge of collapse in the later period. Nan Batian directly used his authority to cancel his subsequent courses.

But Qianye has never regretted the huge price he paid in training. Mental charm is the killing move of many dark races. People who are not strong-willed will only die when facing the strong men of the dark races who are proficient in spiritual power.

And what he looked up to was the world of strong men at Lin Xitang's level, and he was never willing to stop halfway.

In Red Scorpion's last test, Qianye was able to resist warrior-level mental control and charm in a short period of time. It is impossible for this girl to reach the level of a warrior. In other words, she should not be able to charm Qianye at all.

Should, just should. There are many things that should not happen in this world but end up happening.

Judging from the results, Qianye had been charmed just now, and the degree was quite profound. Such deep-seated charms often leave hidden dangers that are difficult to detect.

What is going on?

Qianye was in a very confused mood now. This strange woman made him extremely agitated, but she was still unconscious.

Qianye didn't even dare to look at her again, for fear of being seduced by her again. Yes, it is charm. Otherwise, how should we explain it this way? Qianye's agitation was different from his thirst for blood. It was as if the whole world was spinning irregularly, and he was eager to grab something to stabilize himself.

Calm down! During the training to resist mental charm, the first thing the Red Scorpion instructor taught Qianye was to stay calm no matter what he saw or felt. If you really can't keep calm by your own strength, then use external force.

Qianye began to think about what he had on his hands now. Facing such a scary woman, it would be impossible not to prepare something.

Cigarettes or alcohol?

It doesn't seem to work, the strength is not enough, even those special things Qianye added stimulants can't work.

This woman was still in a coma, but she could have such an impact on Qianye, making him instinctively feel extremely dangerous in the chaos. Perhaps it was this awareness of the threat that kept Qianye from completely falling into confusion.

The more unclear it is, the more dangerous she is.

Qianye suddenly took out an injection from a hidden mezzanine behind the bar, inserted it into his arm, pushed all the medicine inside, and then waited quietly for three minutes for the full effect of the medicine to take effect.

This is a sedative that comes standard with Red Scorpion. It has a simple and crude effect. It can completely calm people down in a short period of time and turn them into iron-hearted butchers. This sedative can also effectively resist a series of influences and attacks derived from mental power, such as mental shock, and is used to treat psychological problems caused by excessive killing. This is the last one he has in stock.

After the sedative took effect, Qianye's mind seemed to have a barrier, and he was no longer afraid of external influences. He walked up to the girl again and looked at her face quietly. This time it was indeed much better. Although her closed eyes still had a fatal attraction, there was no longer the feeling that she was about to fall into the abyss.

But what Qianye didn't expect was that in the calmest situation, he still felt that what he was looking at was the face in his dreams. He always felt like he had seen her somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at all. Is it really just a dream?

However, Qianye was finally able to resist the influence of his eyes and kept his scrutinizing gaze on her face for a relatively long time. Her somewhat messy short hair, coupled with her chiseled and stunning face, showed a natural coldness and arrogance, but beneath the ice, there was a fatal temptation hidden.

Her face was sickly pale, and her skin was as crystal clear as the most delicate jade. However, Qianye suddenly discovered that there was an abnormal red color on her neck, so he reached out and touched it, and immediately felt an astonishing high heat, which was actually a little hot to the touch. But when he held his hand for a little longer, he felt a coldness like ice coming from his fingertips.

Qianye was surprised. Pale skin and a body temperature that fluctuated greatly were the early characteristics of a blood slave! He sniffed hard, and sure enough he smelled a very faint smell of blood. He immediately checked her whole body again, and saw two small tears on the field uniform on her arms, as well as a little blood.

Qianye tore open her field uniform and the tight underwear underneath, exposing her entire arm. On the upper arm, there were indeed two deep circular holes. Those are the teeth marks left by vampire fangs!

Seeing this tooth mark, Qianye suddenly felt his heart twitch inexplicably, and he felt helpless as if he was suffocating.

Such a girl is already a blood slave?

How long can she hold on? Seven days, three days, or...one day?

After having more contact with the dark race, Qianye already knows that it is not actually being bitten that will lead to contamination. Ordinary people are in danger even if they come into contact with blood slaves. This is because they have no force and are therefore particularly vulnerable to the erosion of dark forces. For the strong, some bloody injuries are not necessarily fatal.

However, there is no way to avoid having vampire fangs penetrated into the blood vessels. Unless one can obtain the first embrace of a higher-level vampire and officially become a vampire, it will be impossible to escape the fate of a blood slave. There are very few people like Qianye who can survive the erosion of the blood of darkness until now.

Maybe some of the secret methods of the legendary powerful families are really effective, and maybe there are others who can persevere, but the empire's policy towards blood slaves has always been to kill every one of them without mercy. Ever since an imperial prince contaminated by the blood of darkness was killed, there has been no compromise or exception to this policy.

If it had been half a year ago, Qianye would have killed her without hesitation, even if he was attracted by her supernatural powers again. In the eyes of the empire, death is a kind of relief for a blood slave. Even if she doesn't have a heart as cold as ice, Qianye doesn't want to watch her turn into an irrational, bloodthirsty monster.

But now, unknowingly, Qianye's mood has changed. He himself is a good example that with persistence, miracles can indeed happen.

Qianye thought for a moment, opened his wrist, and brought the wound to her mouth. Sure enough, she reacted to the surging blood, sniffed it vigorously, and then instinctively drank the blood that flowed to her mouth.

Having just been bitten by a vampire, the thirst for blood is almost unstoppable. At the same time, blood is also a good medicine for vampires. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you drink enough blood, you can recover.

She kept swallowing blood, and the paleness on her face quickly turned pale. When the blood on Qianye's wound dried up, she was obviously breathing rapidly and showed a look of extreme pain. She instinctively raised her head and kept searching. Qianye opened his wrist again and let blood flow out.

Qianye also had an immature guess that he was able to suppress the blood of darkness in his body, perhaps because he had some extra antibodies in his blood. Feeding her more blood might delay the onset of the dark blood in her body.

When the wound dried up for the second time, Qianye began to feel cold all over his body, his face became even more pale, and his vision became somewhat blurred, which was a sign that he had lost too much blood. Fortunately, she was no longer in pain and her expression became much more comfortable.

When the girl's face turned red, she suddenly exuded an even more irresistible fatal attraction. Even if Qianye was injected with a sedative, he still felt his heart beating with her tiny movements.

Finally, the girl slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

She did not panic or overreact, but turned her head and looked around calmly, as if she had woken up in her own home. The girl's big eyes were filled with innocence and confusion, but Qianye knew that it was definitely an illusion.

"you're awake?"

She did not answer, but looked down at her bare upper arm, then reached out to wipe her lips, and tasted the taste of blood on her tongue, then looked at Qianye and asked: "Did you save me? "

Her voice was soft and a little deep, and coupled with her somewhat blank eyes, it gave a different feeling.

"So, but it's not important. But your current situation is very troublesome..." Qianye considered his words, not knowing how to tell her.

The fact that she was a blood slave was too cruel, and she was obviously very young, maybe the same age as Qianye, maybe a little younger than Qianye. Can she withstand such a cruel blow?

"Trouble? You mean... I became a blood slave?" She was much calmer than Qianye imagined, and she also knew a lot.

"...Yes."

Her eyes finally gained expression. She looked at Qianye and asked seriously: "Then you should kill me immediately instead of saving me, right?"

Qianye smiled bitterly and said: "The blood slave is not completely hopeless. You may still have enough time. My suggestion is that you can go...to the west. That is the area of ​​the dark race, and there are also some vampire activities. If You are lucky enough to be able to meet a high-ranking vampire before you completely lose your mind, and if you get your first embrace, you can live...as a vampire."

The girl's expression suddenly became a little strange, and she asked with interest: "Are you a human? You actually suggested that I become a vampire. Doesn't this add another enemy to humans?"

"Since I encountered you in this state, of course I will save you. As for the future...if, I mean if, we have a chance to meet on the battlefield, I will kill you with my own hands!" Qianye His tone was calm.

She glanced at Qianye's wrist intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "You are such a strange guy! Did you save me just to kill me in the future? And you will also let me drink your own blood... You are interested in blood." I understand you very well."

Qianye took out a bandage and bandaged his wrist wound while saying, "Everyone knows a lot about blood slaves, especially in this damn ghost place! Almost everyone here has the experience of having a relative or friend become a blood slave. "

She was silent for a moment, then stood up, stretched out her hand to Qianye, and said, "I understand. My name is... Ye Tong."

When she stood up, momentum suddenly emerged.