"No matter, I don't care! I don't want your pain, I don't want it!" An Xiaoyou shook Ying Zexia's hand, picked up the dagger and cut a fierce hole in her palm, making her look at him in pain. She would rather make herself suffer a thousand times more painful than him. She doesn't want it, don't want it to suffer!

She didn't want him to hurt any more... She didn't allow it, and she absolutely didn't want it!

"No! No!" Yingzexia wanted to slap the dagger in her hand, but she had already wounded herself.

"I can't drink it, hurry up and let myself heal!"

An Xiaoyou didn't listen to him, so she poured her blood into her mouth, then fed him to drink it in person, she pried open his mouth and poured the blood into...

"Xiao You...Xiao You..." He gradually murmured, "No, no... don't hurt yourself, don't hurt yourself for me again!"

An Xiaoyou slowly stood up, watching his face gradually turn into normal appearance, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the wounds in his palm began to heal slowly, and the recovery speed was slower than before...

"Xiaoyou, why do you hurt yourself?" Wen Zilan had already seen everything, and she didn't enter the room to regulate her breathing.

"If I don't save him and look at him in pain, then my heart will hurt more than the ones that were injured by a knife..." An Xiaoyou slowly stood up, and was about to fall down if she didn't stand firm... Fortunately, Wen Zilan supported her in time...

"Tell me why he would be so badly injured on a full moon night?"

"The stronger the mana, the more severe the injury you will be on the full moon night. In addition, in order to protect me, my brother used the mana that he could not have used and should not have used, so..."

"Will you endure such pain every full moon night?" She could feel Wen Zilan trembling slightly. Looking at her frowning brows, she knew how painful she was, but she didn't say a word...

"This is the pain of vampires... When the moon is full on the night, when the moon is full, we... will endure the pain of our hearts being stormed... After hundreds of years, I have become accustomed to it, let alone brother?"

An Xiaoyou nodded slightly in her arms, "I'm so tired...I'm going to...I'm going to sleep. When he wakes up, he remembers to shout, wake me up..." After speaking, she was tired and gradually fell into a coma...

I don't know how long it will take to sleep...

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Yingzexia opened her eyes slightly, squirmed for a moment, and felt a force of gravity on her arm...

"Little guy, little guy!" Looking at An Xiaoyou's pale little face, he hurriedly took her into his arms...

"Brother, you're awake..." Wen Zilan pushed open the door and placed the gentle milk on the glass table.

"Zi'er, what's wrong with the little guy? Why can't I wake up?"

"Brother, have you forgotten?" Wen Zilan hesitated and said slowly: "She saved her brother with her blood again! I don't know how long it will take to sleep..."

At this moment, she was like a glass doll, with no sign of rosy on her haggard face. If it weren't for her steady breathing, he would have thought Xiaoyou had passed away...
Chapter completed!