This person is very "dangerous".

Just as Zhao Yijiu began to become alert, a strange light flashed in Yu Xing's eyes, who was lowering his head. He slowly turned his head, revealing the expression that he had long noticed Zhao Yijiu following.

"Brother Jiu, come and try it too... This tastes nothing, can it also be called 'blood'? It's obviously white, but it's just water." The young man's expression was normal, but his pupils were indescribable, which made Zhao Yijiu feel creepy for a moment.

However, the suspicion and panic brought by the unknown lasted for a short moment. I recognized that this was Yu Xing himself, Zhao Yijiu ran over and tried to touch the air behind Yu Xing.

...There are no invisible transparent tentacles or something. He probably had an illusion just now.

"Why do they all say they came here to see the blood?" The young man was still confused, not seeing the joy of waking up at all, nor was he surprised to meet him here, and just continued to ask the questions he cared about, "Is Blood Mountain a propaganda fraud?"

Zhao Yi was so drunk that he confirmed that he had heard the other party's vocabulary pointing correctly. He was silent for two seconds: "Snow Mountain. Snow - not blood."

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and turned his head to think.

Maybe, he didn't use to find relevant concepts from his cognition, so he humbly asked: "What is snow?"

Even Zhao Yijiu, who was already knowledgeable, was stunned by this question.

However, before he could figure out the situation, Yu Xing shook the snow in his hand and licked his lips: "I thought there was a lot of blood here, but I searched for it for two days without anything."

He looked at the bandage on Zhao Yijiu's neck and bent the corner of his mouth: "Brother Jiu, I need blood."

Strangely, even though he heard this with his own ear, Zhao Yijiu felt that it was not Yu Xing who spoke.

He stared at the tongue that could be seen occasionally when Yu Xing spoke, and his scalp began to numb again - no, this time his whole body began to tremble, like... a pollution that made people lose their self-control.

Zhao Yijiu felt in a trance that he was talking with the "tongue", not Yu Xing.

Yu Xing is polluting him... with the power of some evil god.

"I need blood." Yu Xing repeated, reaching out to remove Zhao Yijiu's bandage, "Just a little, you won't hurt."

This kind of pollution is not very aggressive, Zhao Yijiu was only slightly affected. When he realized Yu Xing's intention, he became completely awake: "No!"

He grabbed Yu Xing's wrist and cut Yu Xing's arm with a decisive grasping move, forcing the person to kneel half-kneel in the snow, with a serious expression: "You are provoking something very new, what is the thing that requires blood? Are you still rational, Yu Xing?"

The suppressed Yu Xing did not actually resist, as if his attempt to get blood was not to force anyone.

Yu Xing even tsk his tongue: "It's so fierce, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yijiu: "Don't you think you're in a very strange state?"

"Ah, it seems." Yu Xing thought for a long time, "I seem to be quite cold, it's really strange."

He lowered his head and suddenly realized: "Oh, because I wear less. Where is my clothes?"

Zhao Yijiu: “…”

How could this be?

Wake up, you still have the clothes given by the system, and you don’t have any other clothes at all!

You must not be cold because you wear less clothes, but because the strange and evil aura around you is too cold.

What's going on?

The cold cool guy finally couldn't hold back anymore. Looking at Yu Xing who was obviously in trouble, he felt a little collapsed in his heart.

He fainted, not sure what happened next.

Did Yu Xing take him to the snow-capped mountains and book a hotel in this state?

"Brother Jiu, let me go, or I will freeze to death." Yu Xing's tone was almost the same as normal, but the content itself was very strange, "I'm hungry and need blood..."

Zhao Yijiu finally confirmed that Yu Xing was being influenced by an unknown existence of thirsty blood, and that existence was mostly living on his tongue.

He shook his head, which was constantly affected, and took his eyes away from Yu Xing's tongue with difficulty: "Let's go back to the hotel first, you calm down."

He let go of Yu Xing, but he paid careful attention to Yu Xing's actions, for fear of a sudden attack from the other party.

Yu Xing stood up and patted his clothes, and suddenly looked Zhao Yijiu seriously from head to toe: "Actually, I really want your blood, you can't resist it. I'm still very interested in your blood..."

"Let's go buy clothes." Zhao Yijiu immediately interrupted him, put on a true face, trying to stabilize Yu Xing first and figure out the situation, "Aren't you cold? You can send clothes to the hotel."

Yu Xing reacted quickly this time: "For the sake of your desire to control me first, okay."

Zhao Yijiu: "..." Have you been affected by your IQ?

But then, Yu Xing's words made him a little stunned: "Actually, I also feel that something is wrong with me, but I can't tell it. In my cognition, I am very normal now."

"But looking at your expression, it seems that's not the case."

Yu Xing turned his head and smiled at him, with a sense of stiffness and panic hidden in his confusion: "Brother Jiu, have I become a monster?"

"Should a person have two arms? From your perspective, do I look normal?"
Chapter completed!