446 Bristle with Anger (1/2)

Translator: XephiZ

Editor: Aelryinth

The taste of fresh blood lingered on her lips. Liu Ru would feel dizzy whenever she saw blood in the past, yet blood had somehow become splendid, sticky, sweet, and she seemed to forget the pain, hatred and sorrow accumulated in her heart at that moment!

However, Liu Ru did not indulge in pleasure for too long.

Her body shuddered violently as she came to a realization.

She withdrew the fangs out from Mo Fan's neck in panic, and touched them with her hand in disbelief!

-God, what was I doing?-

Liu Ru could not believe it. She looked at Mo Fan, who was staring back at her. She could not detect any ripple of emotion from his eyes.

Yet, the more emotionless they seemed, the more Liu Ru felt like she was punctured with holes by the gaze, clueless about how to face him...

Liu Ru struggled to her feet as she broke free from Mo Fan's hug. She took a few steps backward, as a great sorrow surged within her body. Normally, she would have broken out in tears by now, as she never thought she would be hurting the person who was helping her.

However, not a single drop of tears was shed.

It would be too fake if she simply dug her face into her hands and cried. A dizzy feeling gave her the urge to chuck her body, which no longer felt like her own, deep into an abyss!

-What am I?

-What was I doing?

-Vampire…-

The species that she hated to the guts, she had turned into one of them, and even harmed her friend!

Liu Ru did not dare to look at Mo Fan. She quickly ran into a nearby path among some woods shrouded in darkness.

Maybe she was unaware that her speed kept on increasing in the dark, that she had already run a few hundred meters in an instant...

Mo Fan who was frozen to the spot, tried to chase after her, but was shocked by Liu Ru's speed too.

Not too long ago, she was only a delicate, ordinary girl, but she had completely changed after receiving the blood.

The color of her pupils, the sharp fangs, the charming red lips on her pale face, her look did not change, yet her figure was shrouded in a mysterious mist, and a totally different dark temperament!

Looking at her back running into the distance, and hearing her despairing cry, Mo Fan felt a surge of sorrow in his heart.

She bore a great hatred toward the vampires, to the extent that she was tried to fight the guy with a dagger, but now she had turned into one herself. Mo Fan could not possibly imagine the despair she was experiencing.

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”Mo Fan, what's wrong?” Lingling appeared beside him.

”We were still too late,” said Mo Fan who looked at Lingling and shook his head helplessly.

Lingling immediately realized what had happened after noticing the teeth marks on Mo Fan's neck, and his pale face.

”What should we do now? The vampire seems to have noticed something, we've lost track of him”, asked Lingling.