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Chapter 216 His Royal Highness is Super Easy to Raise 33
In the eyes of the blood clan, Simmons is a noble and powerful prince.

It is God, it is dependence.

It is the object of their awe and admiration.

"God" does not need to be worried about whether it will be hurt, whether it will be uncomfortable, or whether it will hurt.

He just needs to sit on a high throne, be admired by thousands of people, and then give them the protection they need.

As for the price paid for this shelter.

No one knows.

No one wants to know.

The blood race was slightly stunned, its beautiful long eyelashes blinked twice, and a daze flashed across the pure blood pupils.

His question just now was just subconsciously opened, but the little girl in front of him suddenly blushed.

With a bulging face, she looked at him fiercely.

"Who will worry about you?"

Although the person in front of him has gone down to earth to experience calamities, his original body is still the supreme god of the immortal world.

With the strength of one person, he resisted the immortal venerable with thousands of troops in the demon world.

The pillars of fairyland.

The reincarnation is also His Royal Highness, the most powerful prince of the blood clan, the kind that the previous pope couldn't kill no matter how hard he tried, he could barely seal him at the cost of his life.

What has she to worry about?
Ok.

Those who worry about him are fools.

She is no fool.

The little girl rolled her black and white eyes, puffed her face, thought carefully, and chose an adjective from her mind.

"I just think you're a little silly-pussy."

Simmons, "..."

He shouldn't expect to hear anything nice from her.

Although he didn't understand what a "stupid" was at first.

But when she turned into a bat and followed her, the more she listened, the more she understood.

——It’s not a good word anyway.

The blood race's face was dark, and the arms around the girl's slender waist tightened a little tighter.

"Where am I stupid——forced?"

Gritting his teeth, his deep voice was full of threats.

But the little girl in his arms was still counting with her fingers.

"Look, you know that if you don't use those powers to attack the seal in time after you suck my blood, it will cause the power to run wild in your body, and even cause your body to be injured. You still don't do it after eating, and you still want to fly me here Fly away, then hug me and sit on the rose vine and ask those messy things... Isn't this stupid-what is it?"

Simmons retorted inwardly.

Where is the mess he asked?

It's obviously not important.

In his opinion, it is much more important to find out who the girl is willing to come to the blood clan to find and kill than him to break the seal.

After all, the seal can't be solved, it can be solved later.

If the person is not killed in time, the little girl may be abducted.

He has only just circled people into his territory.

How could the threat of the little girl being kidnapped be allowed to grow?

However, this cannot be explained to the girl.

As soon as he explained it, he was about to reveal his secrets...

The little girl was still counting his "crimes" with her fingers, and then began to teach him...

Simmons subconsciously had a headache.

He simply stretched out his hand, and put his slender index finger on the girl's lips, interrupting the girl's soft muttering, and touched the girl's delicate petal-like lips with his fingertips.

"Anyway, it has been interrupted, and there seems to be no difference between re-controlling now and continuing later."

The blood race's white and cold fingers pinched the girl's chin instead, pulling her into him, with a low voice like a whisper.

"Before that, why don't we do something more meaningful?"

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(End of this chapter)