Chapter 205 The Second Dead Man

Feng Junyang was used to seeing bloody scenes, but this time, he was still shocked, because he didn't expect that cardamom would become like this.

Out of instinctive reaction, he shook his hand fiercely, and the cardamom was thrown to the ground, but she stood up again like a tumbler, swaying like a piece of paper, returned to the desk, sat down, and began to study ink again...

There was a monotonous sound of research ink and a handsome heartbeat in the room.

Feng Junyang stepped back a few steps back to the door. He was going to ask his father what was going on! Didn't my father see this thrilling scene when he just entered the study?

He came to the fork in a panic and stepped on the soft thing. This time, he had a long heart and squatted down to pick it up. He only felt that the tentacles were sticky. By the light of the study, he saw that it was a piece of human flesh. To be precise, this was the whole face of cardamom.

There is not much blood on this face. On the pale face, cardamom's small eyes, nose and mouth are clearly visible. Yes, the woman in the room is cardamom.

He took a deep breath, calmed his panic, and told himself not to be nervous at this moment. Don't mess up. Something happened to the Feng family. An invisible monster came to the Feng family. Although he didn't know what this invisible thing was at this time, he had a firm idea that he wanted to protect his parents. With my family!

He picked a sycamore leaf, carefully wrapped the face of the cardamom, and walked on the way to his mother's bedroom. What should he say? Will this bloody thing be seen by the timid mother, will she be scared?

When he arrived at the door of his mother's bedroom, he raised his hand to knock on the door and put it down. He hesitated. Should he tell them?

Finally, he knocked on the door, and the sound of "dongdong" was particularly clear at night.

"Mom, Dad! Open the door quickly."

There is no response in the room. He thought they were asleep, knocked several times, shouted several times, but still did not respond.

He tightened his heart and raised his hand to push the door. The door was closed, making a dull sound, and then opened it.

There is no light in the room. In the dark, some bleak moonlight shone through the grid of the window, and the stingy light made the room a little bright. But a heavy breathing sound can be heard, and the sound of "snoring" breathing seems to be stuck in the throat, but people are asleep unconsciously. This heavy breathing made him a little distressed. His parents are old...

Don't disturb their sleep. He quietly retreated and was ready to close the door and go out to explore this strange thing alone.

When he walked to the door, a situation by the bed caught his attention - there were no shoes in front of the bed.

Are your parents so tired that they fell asleep without even taking off their shoes?

Impossible. They are all very clean people. In his father's words, wine is a character, and brewers should pay more attention to their own quality. Seven days before the opening of brewing, he took an aromatherapy bath every day to make his body clean. In his words, he couldn't wait to get rid of this dirty mortal body before he could brew good wine.

He took another look at **, which surprised him even more. **There was only one person! Just now, out of respect, he didn't look at **. Now when he finds something wrong, there is obviously only one person.

Is the love of parents for themselves? This human figure is like a woman's. My father doesn't live here, everything is an illusion, and my parents' love is shown to myself and my guests.

He couldn't help feeling sad for his mother, so she was unkempt and went to bed without taking off her shoes? Why do you make such an indecent sound?

"Snoring..." The breathing continued.

"Mom..." His heart was full of sadness.

**'s man actually moved, but did not answer him.

"Mom...it's me. Why did you sleep like this?" Feng Junyang slightly blamed, "Don't put a blanket on your body. It's cold in the middle of the night. Be careful."

With that, he came forward, picked up the thin blanket at the other end, opened it, and prepared to cover the ** people.

But when the blanket was held in my hand, I felt wet and a smell of blood came to my face.

His heart suddenly tightened, mother! She won't... This "snoring" sound is like phlegm and after the trachea is broken...

He didn't dare to think about it. He quickly walked to the bedside table and lit the light.

He was very afraid... He was afraid of seeing his mother's abnormality. It was impossible. It was impossible. He only left for less than ten minutes...

He trembled to the bed. The man was facing out, wearing Baolan clothes, and his hair was coiled behind his head... This look was exactly the same as his mother.

"Mom..." He shouted and gently turned her over.

"Rin?" He was shocked that this woman was not his mother, but his father's other concubine.

"Why are you here? Why is it in my mother's **?" He saw the pale face of Rouge, which was dry and shriveled and did not look like his previous heavy makeup. Rouge was the fullest one in Feng Wenbai's concubine's room. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that. Years have spared her.

"Young...Master..." Rouge gasped and said, with his mouth wide open, and he didn't look beautiful at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Junyang asked, and she looked as if she was seriously injured and weak.

Rouge wanted to get up, but he tried several times but couldn't. Feng Junyang wanted to help her up and remembered her usual meanness, that's all.

Suddenly, he found that where the rouge lay, the upper half of the blanket was all blood-colored, and the surrounding blood had solidified black, with bright red in the middle.

"Are you bleeding?" Feng Junyang was shocked and said, "Why did you shed a bed of blood?"

Rouge opened a pair of blank eyes, looked at Feng Junyang, and moved his neck in horror. Feng Junyang hurriedly looked at her left neck, a shocking big hole!

This is the trace left by the vampire!

Feng Junyang's head exploded!

Vampires were not killed as reported in newspapers! They still exist and have arrived in Wanhu City.

He had a hunch that the missing people were related to vampires, but his parents dodged and didn't want to tell him to cover up the truth.

He was sure that Ye Xuanji was not dead! I did come to home. Why do parents hide it?

Since they want to hide it, they will not ask again, and there will be no result. Instead, it will make the family more and more deadlocked. He has his own way to find the answer.

"Who is it? Can you see clearly who hurt you?" Feng Junyang looked at the rouge, which was already dying, and the blood in her body was almost bleeding.

Which vampire is this? He just sucked the blood of rouge, did not suck it out, and did not hug it for the first time. Rouge had to slowly wait for the blood to die. It's poisonous!

Rouge opened her mouth and couldn't speak. Feng Junyang put his ears to her mouth, and Rouge's mouth only exhaled slightly, and there was no formed word.

"What can I do?" Feng Junyang said, "If you can say a word, I will have a way to save this family."

"Master...Madam..." Rouge was dying, and suddenly said two words, and then his head tilted and went away.

" Rouge, you have a conscience, and you still think about my family before you die. I will take good care of them and keep them from getting hurt." Feng Junyang closed Rouge's wide open eyes and covered her face with a blanket. Sadly, the second person of the Feng family died.

He walked out of the door, and he wanted to find his parents in case they were killed... He didn't dare to think about it.

On an empty night, he stood in the courtyard and suddenly felt at a loss. The feeling of loneliness made him unreliable. He used to fight side by side with Xiao Hema, but now he is left alone.

Yes, there is also Yan An.

Yan An was very interested in vampires and called him to face this dark and horrible night with him.

When I arrived at the west wing, the lights were out in the rooms of Yan'an and Pearl.

He stood at the door of Yan'an and whispered, "Yan'an! Yan'an... Open the door, the vampire has appeared!"

If the reaction after calling the parents' door is the same, no one will answer.

Did the journey make Yan An sleep soundly, or?

couldn't wait. He raised his hand and pushed the door, but Yan'an's door was bolted from the inside.