512 Beheading the Darkwing Wolf! (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Late night…

The city that was normally lit up with dazzling lights somehow seemed quiet in the midst of the icy wind.

Inside the apartment, Mo Fan pushed the door open tiredly and glanced at the clothes, packages of snacks, and socks that were scattered across the floor...

Not in the mood to tidy them up, Mo Fan toppled over onto the bed and fell asleep.

The quest put up by the herb vendors was extremely difficult. If it weren't for his Black Snake Armor, it might have been the end of him.

Either way, he did not let the Clearsky Hunter Agency down, and managed to complete the quest.

Mo Fan had totally expended all his energy, thus he went to bed straightaway, without realizing that the window was open.

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He slept throughout the night and was woken up by the blinding sunlight slapping him to the face.

The little Flame Belle woke up earlier than Mo Fan. She was walking around on the bed, and would trample Mo Fan's face at times. Her fiery feet left scorched marks on his face, waking him up from his half-asleep state.

Mo Fan picked up the naughty Flame Belle and flicked her forehead. The little creature immediately cried out and waved her limbs in the air wildly.

Mo Fan finally calmed her down after feeding her a Soul Seed Piece, before falling back onto the bed after feeling how sore he was.

A few seconds later, Mo Fan flung the blanket open and stared at the clean room in bewilderment.

He might be worn out, but it did not give him amnesia. Mo Fan clearly remembered how messy his room was prior to going to sleep. Why did it completely change after a night? He could still detect a faint pleasant scent lingering in the room.

Mo Fan glanced at the little Flame Belle who was munching her 'chocolate' in confusion, before shaking his head in disagreement. It would be a relief if she didn't burn the room down around him. How could she possibly tidy it up? Since Xinxia had left, he had not cleaned up. Lots of unsightly stuff had stacked up over the past two months...

”Liu Ru?” Mo Fan suddenly recalled something. He glanced at the closed window.

Mo Fan touched his neck and felt something piercing him slightly. He looked into the mirror and discovered a tiny kiss on his neck. There was no hole...

Liu Ru seemed to know that Mo Fan had gone through some tough battles, thus he was extremely worn out. She did not drink his blood.

Over the past two months, Mo Fan was aware that his neck would sprout tiny holes every now and then.

He was guessing it was Liu Ru. She seemed to only be able to drink only his blood to stay alive, yet she was not willing to face him, thus she would only visit him while he was asleep...

She never overdid it, and never showed the greed of a vampire. For a healthy human, losing some blood would actually promote blood circulation, like donating it. Liu Ru would always control her desire without affecting Mo Fan's health.

Looking at the closed window and the mark on his neck, Mo Fan let out a wry smile.

Mo Fan knew she was still in the city, and watching over him secretly. However, Mo Fan never thought she would choose this path.

Even though she would need to drink his blood in order to survive, she was still unwilling to step into his world and disturb his life...

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The Nanling Mountains...

Even when one was flying high up in the sky, there was no visible end to the mountains.