Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

It was clearly the sleeping Prince!

The most powerful first-generation blood clan!

Although the bat looks unremarkable at all, as the second and third generations of blood races who have lived for so many years, they have still seen the appearance of the first generation when it turned into a bat.

The bat on the girl's shoulder is clearly the same as the incarnation of the first generation!

The coercion that accompanied the sweet smell of blood also confirmed this fact.

Since the bat entered the blood clan castle, he has been very leisurely and comfortable, as if he did not feel the coercion of the second and third generations.

This is only the first generation of blood can do.

The person who had just opened his mouth fell silent for almost an instant.

They all looked at the bat on the girl's shoulder in horror.

For the second and third generations, the coercion of the first generation was not so terrible.

What they are afraid of is the first generation.

The power of the first generation was witnessed by the second and third generations.

However, isn't His Royal Highness, who has been sealed by the Pope for so many years, lying in the coffin behind the castle? How would it appear here? Also transformed into the form of a bat...

Several blood races exchanged glances.

During the conversation, the vampires had already walked down the stairs and walked to the center of the hall.

Every year, the blood servants brought up by the Principality are often selected by these second and third generations first, and the rest will be given to the lower-level blood clans to taste.

The girls looked at the handsome and compelling blood races, and for a moment they forgot the danger of sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and there was only one thought circling in their minds.

That is--

Are such good-looking people really the ugly and ugly races that the Holy See said?

The girl who was shivering in a ball stopped sobbing and stared blankly at the young blood clan in front of her, her eyes flashing with ecstasy.

The vampire, who was the first to speak, spoke frivolously. His voice sounded warm and elegant, and it was very easy to win the favor of the girls.

Is this... the blood servant sent by the principality this year? I am very satisfied.

Some bold girls even took a step forward and summoned the courage to speak to him.

Can I be your blood servant?

Such a good-looking and gentle man should not do such bad things as torture blood servants to death.

the girl thought.

Those should be made by the ugly and inferior vampires seen on the road.

What she didn't know at all was that the man who spoke was named Ron, the worst blood race in the second generation.

The blood servants who fall into the hands of other vampires may at most be sucked too much blood and die.

It fell into his hands, leaving no whole body behind.

The smile on Ron's lips deepened, his emerald green eyes flashed with mockery, but his voice was elegant and charming.

Sorry, beautiful lady, unfortunately, I already have a candidate for blood servant in my heart.

Although it is suspected that the bat on the girl's shoulder is His Royal Highness, but after all, the other party has been sealed for a hundred years, and suddenly broke away from the seal and followed a girl... It is impossible to think about it.

He licked his fangs and looked at the girl in front of him almost obsessively.

It really is--

sweet.

He couldn't wait to pierce his fangs into the girl's skin and feel the taste of sweet blood entering his mouth...

Thinking like this, Ron walked up to Su Tang very desperately, took her hand, and lightly dropped a kiss on the back of her white hand.

Looking up, he asked with a smile.

I wonder if this beautiful lady is willing to be my blood servant?