In the dark dungeon, it was cold and damp, and there was a musty smell in the air.

A rickety figure nestled in a corner with a sad expression.

Ye Hui looked ahead blankly, waiting for his ending.

He still remembered that night five days ago, when dozens of Western Vampires attacked and the sky was dyed red with blood.

During the battle, the blood energy fluctuated and spread, energy balls flew in all directions, and countless large pits appeared on the ground.

He stood up as a member of the defense team and led four or five blood slaves to attack and kill a Western vampire and injured three Western vampires.

But just when the battle was about to end, an accident happened. A Western vampire burned all his remaining blood essence and gave a fatal blow to the Eastern vampire closest to him.

And that unlucky Eastern vampire was Lin Meng. She was pierced through the heart by an extremely thick energy beam and died on the spot.

Everything happened so fast, no one reacted.

At the moment when Lin Meng died, Ye Hui suddenly discovered that his spirit, which had been suppressed for two to three hundred years, was instantly liberated - he was free!

After the death of the blood master, the blood slave will regain his freedom... But when Ye Hui found out that he had regained his freedom, he was not excited at all, but his face turned pale.

He has been in the Lin clan for hundreds of years, so how could he not know that once the blood master dies, all the blood slaves controlled by him will be executed.

And as Lin Meng's only blood slave, he would definitely not escape death.

After that, he was predictably sent to the dungeon to wait for the final trial.

During the four days in the dungeon, he often thought of Lin Meng.

The 'Sister Xiaolin' who had a tender relationship with him, but only to deceive him.

Her voice and smile were spinning in front of his eyes. Ye Hui suddenly realized that when he saw her being penetrated by the beam, he did not feel the pleasure of revenge as he had imagined. Instead, he was stunned, feeling very numb, and felt that everything in front of him was like... A fantasy.

He felt that he was suffering from Stockholm Syndrome. Lin Meng had caused him so much misery, but when she died, he didn't feel the slightest sense of joy. Instead, he felt a little... nostalgic?

He felt a little uncomfortable knowing that he would never see her again.

But shouldn’t I be excited? Just like in a hero movie, the bad guys get the punishment they deserve, justice is done, everything becomes beautiful, and people start to cheer for the heroes.

Shaking his head, Ye Hui was confused for a while.

Well, it seems that I don’t hate Lin Meng that much.

It has been too long, and I have long been willing to be driven by her, and I have become a slave from the bottom of my heart.

That was the fact. Ye Hui smiled self-deprecatingly and calmly prepared to wait for death.

Death, I thought it was a very far away word.

When death approached, he felt somewhat relieved.

He remembered the night when he was eighteen years old. The candlelight was flickering. He held Lin Meng and promised eachother. Lin Meng's body was cold in his arms, and he wanted to warm it up with a fiery heart.

Lin Meng had a pair of crescent moon eyes and a very cute smile. Ye Hui couldn't help but smile when he thought about it.

Even though she lied to him and turned him into a blood slave, Ye Hui still wanted to say that he just liked Lin Meng.

So silly...

It's really stupid, but sometimes, feelings seem to be like this.

Foolishly giving everything, knowing that you can't get anything back, but you just want to do it.

Forget it, it's all over anyway.

The rotten smell rushed into his nose, and Ye Hui didn't want to think about anything anymore. He was tired.

As he closed his eyes, his thoughts quickly became scattered and endless darkness swallowed him up.

The tower where the Presbyterian Church is located is located in the center of the clan. It is a Gothic tower over 40 meters tall with up to 13 floors. Some oriental elements are integrated into the tower, and many ancient oriental symbols are engraved on it. There is a mysterious color in the obscurity.

The body of the tower is made of purple boulders, and the top of the tower is sharp and towering. It is the highest point in the entire clan.

On the third floor, in the conference hall, a group of elders from the Lin clan gathered here. Their faces showed no obvious signs of aging, with deep and shallow wrinkles, making them more majestic.

Most of these clan elders are tenth-generation vampires, and the strongest among them is the ninth-level baron.

Although these clan elders are highly respected within the clan, they are not the strongest of the Lin clan. The truly powerful beings are all old monsters, mostly ninth and eighth generation clansmen.

The eighth and ninth generation vampires have survived for nearly three thousand years and have almost reached the end of their lives.

Although the lifespan of the vampires is very long, it still has a limit. It is bound by the laws of heaven and earth. As time goes by, one day they will be reduced to nothing.

In order to continue to live, as viscounts, they must break through to the count so that they can have longer lives.

In order to race against time to break through the realm, they secluded themselves inside the clan and could not leave for a long time, and the decision-making of daily affairs was left to the less senior tenth-generation vampire, the clan elder in the conference hall.

Beside the long table in the conference hall were nine clan elders. Opposite them, Lin Shaohua looked solemn.

"Lin Shaohua, after our discussion, we finally decided to make an exception... As for why, Ye Hui contributed a lot in the previous battle to defend the clan, and you also helped kill two Western vampires. Everyone in the clan hates you. He expressed his admiration for Ye Hui's glorious behavior.

Because of this, we decided to set a precedent so that Ye Hui can survive, but..."

Clan elder Lin Mocheng, who was sitting in the center, suddenly stopped in his voice.

Lin Shaohua knew in his heart that the following content was the key.

He didn't know what conditions the clan leader wanted him to agree to this time, but as long as it wasn't too much, he could accept it.

Ye Hui has been the housekeeper of his family for more than two hundred years. During these long years, he has long established a deep affection for Ye Hui, and they are more like family members.

Lin Shaohua is willing to pay a lot of money if he can be saved.

"Ye Hui has been handling the affairs of the Lin Group before, right?" Lin Mocheng suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes, he has been the president of the group for more than twenty years."

As Lin Shaohua answered, various scenes of the past twenty years appeared in his mind.

Twenty years ago, the family asked Ye Hui to manage the Lin Group in Binhai, and the Lin Group's income took off on a fast train, rising year after year.

Ten years ago, Lin Shaohua saw that Lin Shiqing was too isolated in her clan and Silver Moon Town, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, so he sent her to Binhai and let her live there temporarily.

Later, she was arranged to go to college, but after all, she was a vampire, so she was naturally separated from humans. Lin Shiqing still didn't have many friends.

Because there were too many things in the clan, Lin Shaohua didn't have much time to spend with Lin Shiqing, so his time was wasted.

Time flies so fast, everything seems like yesterday.

With a little emotion in his heart, he looked at Lin Mocheng again.

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