My Husband Is a Blood Hunting Tyrant

[The lecherous vampire who only knows how to be a liar x the smiling double-faced tyrant Blood Hunter] * On the day I found my husband, it snowed heavily. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma, so he fell in the snow. His shirt was cut to pieces with a knife, and his thin chest muscles were as white as the heavy snow. Tears of sympathy suddenly flowed from the corners of my mouth. He was a very handsome young man. After he woke up, he smiled at me, his white teeth almost hurting my eyes like the gentle sunlight. "Back in Lu Guihong, was it the girl who saved me?" * As a weak vampire, my dream is to find a blood servant (crossed out) man who loves me, loves me, and provides me with fresh and sweet blood for the rest of his life. Lu Guihong finally decided to repay his kindness with his life, and successfully completed the first half of my dream. The two of us had three meals a day, he did the laundry and he cooked, he farmed and he weaved, and I only needed to take good care of my lower back and voice. Just when I was sharpening my sword and preparing to start the second half of my dream, the boat capsized in the gutter, and the outside world suddenly became chaotic. A very powerful vampire hunter appeared out of nowhere, and killed countless souls under a sharp Tang sword. Even several of my old vampire acquaintances were cut into pieces. I was scared to death when I heard the news. During the day, I could still be at home as my husband, pampering me and bossing me around. When I went outside at night, I could only hide my identity and be chased to pieces by this masked blood hunter. Even my husband rarely lost his smile. I asked him why. He was cooking lunch, and the kitchen knife gently and deftly cut the tender pig blood into shreds. Hearing this, he said calmly: "There is something wrong with the new county government arrest plan. There is a prisoner who is difficult to catch." * Until one day, the butcher's house where I often stole pig blood reported to the Blood Hunting Association, and a group of vampire hunters surrounded me with silver swords and knives. I ran away, until the veil covering my face fell off, but I still fell into the arms of a tall blood hunter in black. In my peripheral vision, the man had a silver-plated Tang knife in his hand, which was bleeding. It's over - it's over - However, the next moment, my shoulder was pressed by the other person with one hand. He hugged me tightly and pulled me behind him. There is a powdery fragrance on him that I am very familiar with. It was from the arms of my good husband before I went out to hunt tonight. Amidst the disbelieving exclamations of the crowd, "Why did your Majesty rebel?", The young man squeezed out a low muffled laugh from his throat, and made a smooth slash with the Tang Dao in his other hand. I turned around and raised my knife, slashing down the first blood hunter who wanted to catch me. ———————— Food Guide *Third person in the text *The world view of ancient vampires with a mountain of private facilities and a very empty frame *Not a strong female character, not a great heroine, but more of a daily sweet story *1V1, HE *This is not the final text and may be changed before it is officially published, but the main idea remains the same. Copywriting screenshot 2025.11.11 Purpose: live a good life