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"What? You want to be with me forever?" Chu Jun said jokingly.

Mo Heng nodded honestly.

"Then should I turn you into a little vampire faster?" Chu Jun said as he grabbed Mo Heng's collar and pulled him in front of him.

"Young Master, are you going to give me your first embrace?" Mo Heng's voice was excited.

"No." Chu Jun licked the corner of Mo Heng's mouth and let go of his hand.

Mo Heng lowered his head when he heard this, seeming sad because of being rejected.

"Anyway, you'll always have me while you're alive. Isn't that good?" The beautiful vampire lay on the sofa, looking down at him.

The black eyes were very clear, clearly a vampire that fed on blood, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with cruelty and ruthlessness.

"But I want you to have me all the time." Mo Heng's eyes passed over Chu Jun's fingers and saw what he was holding in his hand.

Although the young master appeared to dislike this simple ring, he never took it off.

"Hmm?" Chu Jun felt a sharp pain in his fingers and raised his left hand in confusion.

It was that silver-white ring, flickering with a faint white light.

Then Chu Jun felt that all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, his arms fell weakly, and his head fell on the sofa.

But he was conscious. He watched the man wipe the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and then clean up his dirty body as if he didn't notice anything wrong with him.

It seems that Mo Heng did it.

Chu Jun's lips moved, wanting to question Mo Heng, but there was no way.

"Is this the transition to the imprisonment scenario?"

Chu Jun was still too unguarded towards Mo Heng. The accessories he gave her were probably all designed to keep him under control. He had ulterior motives from the very beginning.

Even if the system crops could trap Chu Jun who didn't use his strength, it couldn't defeat Pino.

Within a few minutes, Pino helped Chu Jun regain his mobility.

But Chu Jun still didn't move. It was rare for him to follow this kind of script. Wouldn't it be more exciting if he could imprison his own old attacker during the prison play?

Where Chu Jun couldn't see, Mo Heng had a champagne-colored rose in his hand.

It was a pair with the one in Chu Jun's hand, two champagne roses born from the same vine, and they blossomed into equally beautiful flowers. These two roses grew in the garden of a certain god, and because of the influence of divine power, they gained the power to control certain rules.

When Mo Heng brought it out of the dungeon, he didn't think much of it. He just thought that the two roses were suitable to be placed on his windowsill.

The young master accepted another rose, which not only gave him control over himself but also freed him from the constraints of the system.

Mo Heng could use the rose to ask the young master to give him the first hug, but in the end Mo Heng just brought the rose to his nose and sniffed it, then put it back into the storage space.

'Why is there no movement?'

Chu Jun lay on the sofa for a long time without hearing any sound behind him. Driven by curiosity, he wanted to quietly turn his head to see what Mo Heng was doing.

"Clang clang clang..."

The chains collided with the bodies approaching.

Chu Jun looked up and saw that Mo Heng had changed into a dark nightgown. In his bony hands, he was holding a silver chain. It seemed that this thing belonged to him.

Chu Yun rolled his eyes and cast a questioning look at Mo Heng.

"This is a gift from me to the young master." Mo Heng smiled gently, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

There is a saying that goes - If you don't seek death, you won't die.

Chu Yun only now understood it deeply.

He really pissed Mo Heng off this time, and it probably wouldn't be so easy to appease him.

But it is impossible to turn Mo Heng into a vampire.

Chu Jun didn't know what the underlying operating mechanism of this infinite flow world was. He was worried that the vampire bloodline was a product of the system, and if it entered Mo Heng's body, it would have a bad impact on him.

Chu Jun felt her body was soft, and Mo Heng picked her up from the sofa and gently placed her on the bed.

His bed was made of the softest fabrics. After all, he and Mo Heng had made love on it before, and it didn't cause any extra scratches on him.

Now Chu Jun's body was wrapped in the quilt, as if he was lying in cotton.

But the silver chains around his wrists and ankles were cold and hard.

Silver is the nemesis of vampires. Touching it can cause burns at the very least, and death at the worst.

I don’t know what method Mo Heng used, but after Chu Yun put it on, she only felt slight pain, and there were no wounds on her skin.

Chu Jun was very spoiled in front of Mo Heng. She squeezed out a few tears and looked at Mo Heng pitifully.

"Don't cry, young master." Mo Heng kissed away the tears from Chu Yun's eyes bit by bit. "I won't let you leave until you agree."

After saying that, Mo Heng forcefully kissed Chu Yun on the lips.

The two kissed deeply for a long time, so long that Chu Yun's tongue became numb, and only then did Mo Heng let him go.

In the past, Mo Heng would hold him tenderly for a while, but now, he just watched Chu Jun breathe quietly, as if he had no sympathy at all.

"Knock knock knock!" The sound of knocking on the door broke the silence in the house.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and Chu Jun felt that the air seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then recovered instantly.

"Sir, there are little mice in the basement. Do you need to deal with it?"

It was Anderson's voice. Perhaps he knew that the room was filled with unsightly scenes, so he did not open the door without permission.

"Young Master, what do you think we should do?" Mo Heng asked obediently in Chu Yun's ear.

Chu Jun knew that the little mouse Anderson was talking about was not that little mouse. It should be the players who completed the task in the castle, so this kind of treatment was naturally unacceptable.

Chu Jun frowned slightly and took it as an answer.

Mo Heng understood and said to the housekeeper outside the door, "The young master said there's no need to deal with it."

Anderson's eyes changed, and he stared at the silver-white door with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the door and cut the human who seduced the adult into pieces.

But Anderson thought of Chu Jun's instructions and restrained his restless hand. He just bowed slightly and left with the order.

Anderson has other things to worry about now.

The distinguished guests "accidentally" broke into the basement, which was the room prepared by the adults for the count. In the past few times, several people died without exception.

In order to maintain the dignity of the Earl, the corpses naturally needed to be cleaned up.

"I really hope they don't make the basement too dirty. The little one in the back garden is having a tantrum and won't eat the meat. It's going to be a hassle to clean up."

basement.

The Count, who hadn't brought any reinforcements, told the players a tragic story, his cloudy eyes streaming with tears, his voice full of tears, and it was very moving. The two young children were easily drawn into the Count's story.

"This Count is so pitiful. He was trapped in this castle by his own wife. And the Countess is so cruel. She locked him up here and tortured him day and night, and even took his own child to feed the monster."

"So the meat we had at dinner that day was monster meat, right?"

"The monsters' blood is used to worship the original vampire, and their flesh is used to create the next batch of monsters. Oh my god."

Jia Tian watched the two young men whispering to each other with their heads against each other. It seemed that they completely believed what the earl said, so he went up and knocked on one of them on the head.

"This is just the Earl's one-sided statement. Don't believe it completely. Don't forget, the Earl is an important figure in this dungeon. Have you forgotten what he did to us before?"

Wang Linlin and Yan Yang recalled the scene of being forced to eat the rotten meat at the dinner table. Their minds became clearer and they became wary of the Earl again.

However, as they looked at the Earl whose breath was gradually weakening and who seemed to be about to die in the next second, they couldn't help but show sympathy on their faces.