The system begged to be poisoned: My family is a terrible thief

Chapter 127 Blood-sucking noble vs blood servant lady. (Good morning, bride 27)
Hearing this, the bearded uncle's face collapsed.

Is it easy for yourself?

None of the elders under him are normal people, either monsters or aliens.

He is a human being who mixes with a group of monsters all day long, and he almost feels that he is almost an alien.

The key is that he also carries his own hatred!

The guys who caused him to fall into this position are these blood races!

It just beeped the dog.

As a colleague with the enemy, you have to estimate the loss of the damned colleague every minute.

When he thought that he would have to wait on those two uncles in a short while, he felt very nervous.

What should I do?

Oh, God!
Do bless him!
Was the knife sharpened too sharply?
What if my restraint completely fails?

Wouldn't that completely lose the position of president?

Not the president, just running errands.

Then how to take revenge.

Do not!
This president, he must sit still!

Didn't you say there are newcomers joining?

Human beings are too fragile, and when they met that planer monster, they were frightened and transferred out.

I'd rather be a mud leg than hang out with a horrible scientist who dissects every minute for fun. .

Vampires are difficult to control.

After all, just like that guy, his fighting power is obviously over the top. '

The results of it?
Make a rose party to fool people.

Don't talk about whether the person who passed the test is a person with good determination.

Just aim at the flaw that the guy deliberately left.

A mouth full of dentures is enough to make people not want to attend the banquet at all, okay?

The man in the second grade uniform quietly wiped the small coffin of the injured little bat.

"Oh, poor boy, it's all so dirty."

The little bat looked at the middle two man very pitifully.

The man showed a charming smile.

"Little cutie, what are you in a hurry for? I'll help you heal in a while."

A vampire's smile has never been a good synonym.

But the ignorant little bat is still waiting for the comfort of his master's love.

The middle two man finally wiped the small coffin clean.

Only then did he see the dying little bat.

A coquettish warm smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"Little cutie, are you willing to be loyal to me for the rest of your life?"

The little bat nodded quickly.

"Master, I am willing! Please save me!"

The handsome man had a gentle face.

"Little cutie, close your eyes! Don't open them!"

The mini coffin closed with a click.

The man looked at the exquisite little coffin with satisfaction.

Heh, having his blood has the ultimate healing ability, but watching myself slowly cool down, and slowly recover when it is about to cool down, this feeling is quite painful!

This is a great gift he prepared for the president.

treat?

All he needs is a drop of blood.

But he just didn't want to give it!

The little bat gradually became stiff.

It's so cold, master, I'm so hungry!

Please, master, give me a mouthful of your blood.

The two-year-old boy jumped onto the platform.

"President, you see my little cutie is injured, shouldn't you give me a chance to hunt? Find a replacement cutie, right?"

President has a headache
hunting?

Nice to say!

That's how many lives!
cute?
That's a purebred vampire bat that kills without blood!

How the hell did he get this guy to drink the stinky herb potion for seven or eight years, and let him go now?

Wouldn't that be a failure?

They can have scientists, so the blood royal city must have powerful pharmacists.

Nothing is absolute.

Want to go out?
A cold light flashed in the president's eyes.

"What, you can't trust the guild? It's been so many years!"

(End of this chapter)